Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming University, nodded one after another as he spoke. The blush on his face was reflected in his words. During his speech, his lips trembled slightly.


    Then xuewanren narrowed his eyes and sucked the power of the surrounding beliefs madly, and his face gradually showed a bright color.


    That expression, that appearance, don''t be too real.


    Really


    Feeling is taking off in full swing!


    It''s... it''s interesting.


    Thoughts are messy, and ideas are pricking in an all-round way.


    Such a taste, more with whom to say!


    "It''s coming!"


    "It''s such a feeling to break the semi divine realm with the power of faith."


    "Hey, I''ve always broken the steps by myself before, and there''s no direction at all."


    "But now in such a strong power of faith, doesn''t this feeling follow?"


    "Good... It tastes good, comfortable and graceful."


    "Very interesting!"


    "Tut... Tut Tut, take off... Take off!"


    "Hey, if I follow this trend, I will become a demigod in a few days!"


    "Demigod is just like that. I thought how difficult it was."


    Uncle Jie held his head high and his whole body gradually drifted away.


    Said these words, also appears to be extremely proud, eyes flickering, expression flickering, eyes slightly narrowed, the whole person seems to be melting in an instant.


    It''s very different from the way people complained before.


    "All right."


    "Don''t be cheap and sell well."


    "Practicing in such a pure and strong power of faith is really beneficial to your promotion to demigod, but it''s not as exaggerated as you said."


    "Can you break into demigod in a few days? Can you stop blowing?"


    "Who was there to make complaints about Tucao just now?"


    "Huh?"


    "Now I think I can?"


    "Take it easy, joy begets sorrow!"


    Xue Wanren looked at the appearance of Uncle Jie and couldn''t help sighing.


    This guy is still the same as before, and he is still so serious.


    After all these years, I don''t seem to be passing by.


    How to say, in fact, sometimes they are used to it. That''s almost the case.


    "Master, to be honest, in this environment of faith, how long will you be promoted to demigod?"


    "If this is feasible, can it not spawn demigods in batches?"


    "If we can elevate those top holy masters in our university to semi divine state, the safety factor of our Guangming university can also be greatly enhanced."


    Fang fan put forward a hypothesis.


    If this assumption can be implemented, it goes without saying that it is good.


    I just don''t know how likely it is to be implemented.


    "This..."


    "I feel that I have the potential to practice. In three months at most, I can touch the bottleneck of the semi divine realm and break it at that time!"


    "Three months is enough!"


    "But we need to create an environment full of faith every day."


    "Moreover, if you get used to this atmosphere and suddenly one day the environment with abundant power of faith disappears, it may have a greater impact on cultivation."


    "Either don''t practice in the power of faith from the beginning. Or practice in this environment to the end."


    "Anyway, it can''t be interrupted."


    "After a period of interruption, the problem will be big."


    Uncle Jie also gradually became serious, pondered, and then said all his guesses.


    "Three months?"


    "It''s OK."


    "This environment with abundant faith is naturally no problem. It can create a relatively closed secret room..."


    "Then fill this chamber with the power of faith."


    "Wait until it''s almost exhausted, and then replenish it."


    "Vice governor, this strategy can be implemented."


    "You call all the top saints of the light module University. If you can cultivate several demigods, you can cultivate several!"


    "The external enemies of the protoss are in front, and those inside us are also eyeing. At this time, our Guangming university can''t wait to die."


    "Naturally, it is necessary to gather all the strength of the whole body and carry out this matter to the end!"


    Fang fan narrowed his eyes and sighed on one side.


    The situation became solemn for a time.


    In terms of mentality, we should also collapse in an all-round way!


    This is a big plan!


    It''s exciting to make demigods in batch!


    "Wait..."


    "Hey..."


    "Fang fan, I don''t want to hit you, but it''s far from as simple as you think."


    "Take it easy..."


    "It involves a lot of things."


    "If you don''t make it clear, something will go wrong."


    "Do you know how much power of faith it takes for a supreme saint to practice in this environment full of power of faith every day?"


    "It''s great to let a person practice in it."


    "If... If there are too many people, the power of faith that needs to be consumed is astronomical!


    That number makes people feel crazy and surging.


    "No, absolutely not."


    "Dangerous, too dangerous!"


    "Don''t be careless!"


    "Hey..."


    "Even if you have a mountain of faith, you have to empty it."


    "It''s because the power of faith required to promote demigod is too much..."


    "So the temple of the alliance of light can only open the room of faith to the supreme saints who have made special contributions or are about to be promoted to the demigod."


    "Opening it once consumes too much power of faith..."


    "It''s good that you can use it to break the rank. It takes the power of faith to practice in ordinary days?"


    "Too extravagant."


    "It''s not practical."


    Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming University, made a systematic analysis, which was quite reasonable.


    Fang fan tried to interrupt several times, but he didn''t


    Then he silently listened to the deputy governor talking.


    Listen, I''m tired.


    Fang fan opened his mouth and couldn''t help yawning.


    Tired, I''m really tired now.


    I felt tired all over, as if I had been beaten by someone.


    Who is more to say about this taste.


    It''s complicated.


    Xue Wanren looked at Fang fan''s sleepy appearance, and his face couldn''t help getting dark.


    Good guy, can you do it?


    So unwilling to listen to me?


    Ah?


    Isn''t that a wise saying? Isn''t it true?


    "Husband!"


    Xiangfei patted Fang fan and motioned Fang fan not to go too far.


    Her father is still talking excitedly. Did you veto it?


    What''s the matter?


    "Finished?"


    Fang fan continued to yawn.


    This long speech is really... Really hypnotic!


    "I can''t use up the power of faith."


    "Let''s just say, deputy head. How much power of faith does it take to cultivate a supreme saint to a demigod?"


    "Million strands?"


    "Thousands of strands?"


    "One hundred million is OK. It''s not a big problem!"


    Fang fan shrugged and said frankly that he still had this confidence.