Courtyard, No. 5065, 90th Street, this is Zhang Heng’s home.

The door was locked. Zhang Heng knew that his parents had not come back yet. He clicked on the smart brain bracelet on his left wrist, and with a beep, the door opened automatically, and Zhang Heng walked in.

The house is barely covered with simple seats and no extra decorations, which is very simple.

After touching the flying bird ring, the scene just now made Zhang Heng realize the importance of strength again. If he did not awaken the star source and did not obtain the flying bird ring of the flying bird army, he would be injured even if he did not die in this level. This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. He must become stronger, stronger, stronger...

At this moment, 18:56.

Zhang Heng put down the sword of light and shadow, walked towards the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and there were three pieces of bread, three potatoes, six tomatoes, eighteen beans, thirty eggs, and half a pound of ordinary pork. He sighed, this was the food for the family for a day.

Pure and bitter!

Life in this family is so hard, which makes Zhang Heng a little bit sad. In the previous world, these things are just a meal, or even slightly better families will not eat these things, but here they are the food for the family for a day, which is a bit of a lot of pressure!

Taking out these vegetables, Zhang Heng washed them and thought, "It seems that in the next period of time, I must find a way to make money as soon as possible and improve my living standards at home. Otherwise, not to mention practicing myself, it will be a bit difficult to enter the Feique Army. Resources!"

After a simple washing, Zhang Heng processed it briefly, took out some rice, cooked it, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, and waited for them to come back to stir-fry the dishes.

Picking up the sword of light and shadow, Zhang Heng walked directly to the second floor, returned to his room, took out the "Holy Light Art" and began to read it. He wanted to start practicing tonight, embark on the path of cultivation as soon as possible, master the power of the star source, enhance his strength, and improve his life at home as soon as possible.

"The Holy Light Art" has nine levels of practice in the light system, but Zhang Heng only has three levels: Star disciple, Star Master, Star Master, and these three levels of practice.

After reading the whole article, Zhang Heng knew something in his heart: "The power of light? Absorbs the light energy in the universe, improves his body and soul through the transformation and storage of star sources, and embarks on the road to light. Light? Forget it, light."

"However, this "Holy Light Art" is a bit interesting. It is not an ordinary power of light, but a special power of light. The book calls it: Divine Light!"

"The divine light can drive away darkness and purify evil."

"The divine light has healing power and can heal physical wounds."

"The divine light connects stars, and can use the power of stars to shine with the sun and the moon."

"Divine Light..."

"Ha, this sacred light is really omnipotent? Forget it, no matter what, I'll try it first and see if it's as magical as the book says." Close your eyes and Zhang Heng began to use the first level of the "Holy Light Art".

"Buzz~!"

The first step was that mental power connected to the star source, and suddenly a buzzed sound of Huntian Star Source. The white light was lit up in an instant, illuminating the entire atrium. At the same time, Zhang Heng sensed that a trace of external white energy was attracted to it and entered Huntian Star Source. Huntian Star Source rotated in a special form, and then a trace of energy was converted out, turning into a wisp of white and dazzling light: "Sacred Light?"

With the birth of the first ray of sacred light, Zhang Heng's heart seemed to have become a source of white light. Widths of sacred light flowed through the blood. Suddenly, Zhang Heng felt his body warmer and warmer, as if he had transformed into a Haori.

illusion?

Maybe.

Zhang Heng enjoyed the feeling now very much. He could feel that with the flow of the sacred light, batches of black matter in his body were purified and turned into nothingness, and his body gradually filled with a sense of power.

Suddenly, the Huntian Star Source indicated that a white halo appeared, and then the sacred light suddenly doubled, which made Zhang Heng stunned: "Starring? The first starring was condensed so quickly? It is really worthy of "The Holy Light Art". The principal's move is extraordinary! With this starring, I have officially entered the first-level star disciple!"

A first-level star disciple, a star ring.

Second-level star disciple, two star rings.

Level 3 star disciple, three star rings.

And so on, the ninth-level star disciple, nine star rings. When you break through to the first-level star disciple, the nine star rings merge into a brand new star ring, which is stronger and the star source is more mysterious.

"First-level star disciple?" Zhang Heng felt the energy flowing in his body. He thoughtfully circulated these sacred lights and followed the strange route given by the Huntian Star Source. Then Zhang Heng's back began to magically gather a little white light, and more and more white light gathered. A pair of white wings slowly formed, and finally frozen in a pair of white wings that were half a meter long.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Heng looked at himself in the mirror: his handsome face, a white school uniform, and a pair of white wings on his back. His whole body looked shining with glory, like the angel of light in the movie.

"Ange of Light?" Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with strange gaze, and he turned his head to look at his pair of white wings. They emitted a hint of white light and looked very holy. When he reached out and touched, Zhang Heng touched the entity, as if he had really grown a pair of holy wings, which was very touching: "The wings are a bit like the wings of white doves, this is the rhythm of a birdman!"

Birdman?

Zhang Heng smiled strangely and tried to control the Holy Light Wings. Zhang Heng suddenly felt that it was like a part of his body, and it was very easy to mobilize. With a thud, the Holy Light Wings slapped, and Zhang Heng actually floated up. At the same time, Zhang Heng felt that the Holy Light Wings seemed to be controlling the power of light around him. It was precisely because of this that he could float with the power of light that he could float up. It was incredible.

"Angelo of Light?" Zhang Heng looked at himself floating in the mirror strangely. He looked like an angel of light falling from the sky, emitting a breath of light all over his body. "It's incredible! This world is really obsessed!"

"Crazy~!"

Withdrawing from the holy light, the holy light wings slowly dissipated, and Zhang Heng landed lightly. He had returned to normal and looked like an ordinary person.

"The Holy Light"?

Huntian Star Source?

Angel of Light?

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes. He knew that the origin of the Huntian Star was far from that simple. Because of the "Holy Light Art", he could condense a pair of angel wings (let's call it: Holy Light Wings); then, if he had a dark skill, could he change into a dark angel?

Angel of Light?

Dark Angel?

It's getting more and more interesting.

"Beep~!"

The door was loud, Zhang Heng turned his head to look at the door, his eyes actually penetrated the wall, and he saw his exhausted parents coming back at a glance, which made him frown: "It seems that we must speed up the time to improve our strength and make money!"

However, he did not notice that when he saw through the wall that day, his eyes were filled with white light, as if there was a ray of light flowing. However, these were not important anymore. What was important was that Zhang Heng felt a sense of urgency: "I am now a first-level star disciple, and I have the Light and Shadow Sword. With the Holy Light Sword Technique in "The Holy Light Skill", I can go out of the city to hunt those monsters!"

monster?

When Zhang Heng thought of this, he had a strange feeling: "That world has all kinds of fantasies about the future, but unexpectedly this world has come true. It is really amazing in all the worlds, and it is incredible!"

"Oh? The rice is cooked, it's time to go on." Zhang Heng had an idea in his mind with a smile. "Anyway, I can arrange it freely in the next six months. I can take this opportunity to temper myself. Not only can I improve my strength, but also improve my living standards at home. Why not do it?"

"Click~!"
Chapter completed!