A ball of milky white light formed by the rich holy power of light enveloped Jian Chen's entire body. As the milky white light turned into traces of strange energy and continued to enter Jian Chen's body, the injuries on his body also began to appear.
Healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Since it is daytime now, and the special nature of the Holy Power of Light, Jian Chen is not afraid that the fact that he can control the Holy Power of Light will be leaked. Even if someone approaches here while he is healing, he will sense it immediately.
Thereby ending the control of the Holy Power of Light.
Now Jian Chen's spirit has become much stronger than before, so when controlling the Holy Power of Light, not only does the time increase a lot, but even the intensity of the Holy Power of Light is much stronger than before, so,
This time, after nearly two and a half hours of healing, his injuries were finally completely healed.
However, he also paid some slight price, that is, his spirit that had not yet returned to its peak was almost overdrawn again, and Jian Chen's groggy head made it impossible for him to lift up any energy at all, as if he wished he could fall asleep immediately.
Afterwards, Jian Chen began to regain consciousness again. One day and one night passed, and he didn't wake up until the next morning. However, Jian Chen did not get out of bed, and was still lying on the bed to recuperate.
After all, the middle-aged man who rescued him before had already seen his injuries, and it had only been two days. If the middle-aged man knew that his injuries had healed, he would definitely be exposed.
As for the identity of the Holy Master of Light, after all, no matter how good the medicine is, it is absolutely impossible for such a serious injury to be healed within two days. And Jian Chen does not want to reveal his identity as the Holy Master of Light yet, so for
He will try his best to keep his other identity secret, and will not expose it easily unless forced to do so.
Because he also knew very well that with the special status of the Saint Master of Light in Tianyuan Continent, once his exposure was revealed, there would inevitably be some trouble.
Lying on the bed, Jian Chen silently restored the Holy Power in his body. In the past two days, he had spent all his energy on healing his injuries. Until now, the Holy Power in his body was empty. The small gun in his dantian
The light wind sword also dimmed for a while.
Soon, the time had reached noon. At this time, Jian Chen could clearly smell the scent of food coming in from outside the house.
"Creak!" At this time, the wooden door suddenly opened, and the middle-aged man who rescued Jian Chen walked in lightly, and finally came to Jian Chen's bed and stopped.
Looking at Jian Chen who was still lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh slightly and murmured to himself: "Oh, I've been in coma for two more days. I haven't eaten in these two days, and my body...
You have suffered such a serious injury. If you continue like this, I really don’t know how long you can sustain it. It’s a pity that in a poor mountain village like ours, we can’t find any effective healing medicine.”
The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, then turned around and walked towards the door.
"Uncle!" Suddenly, a slightly weak voice came from behind the middle-aged man. Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man's body froze slightly, and then immediately turned around and looked at Jian Chen lying on the bed, his tone was a little...
He said with great joy: "Young man, you finally woke up. If you had been in a coma for a few days, I would have been worried that you would never wake up."
After hearing this, Jian Chen showed a smile on his face and said: "I'm sorry, I made Dashu sad."
"It's okay, it's okay. It'll be great if you can wake up. At least your life is saved. By the way, you haven't eaten for two days. You must be hungry too. I'll get you some right now.
Let’s go get something to eat.” As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and walked out.
Soon, a bowl of hot rice and several plates of fried meat were brought in by the middle-aged man, who said: "We are just a small mountain village in a remote area. The best things are the ones we usually harvest from hunting in the mountains.
It’s meat from wild beasts, and now you are injured, so I specially made some meat for you to replenish your body.”
"Thank you, uncle!" After saying that, Jian Chen slowly climbed up from the bed.
When the middle-aged man saw it, he hurriedly said: "Hey, don't move. You are injured. It will easily injure the wound." After saying that, he put the food in his hand on the cabinet aside and quickly walked over to hold the sword.
dust.
Jian Chen smiled slightly and said: "Although I suffered some injuries, after these two days of recuperation, my injuries have basically stabilized. It won't be a problem for me to do such a small movement."
Seeing that Jian Chen slowly sat up straight as if nothing was wrong, the middle-aged man couldn't help but reveal a look of envy in his eyes, and said: "Young man, your strength must be quite good, your back is so heavy."
He was injured, and it has only been a few days since he was able to sit up."
Hearing this, Jian Chen took a deep look at the middle-aged man and said with a faint smile: "Uncle, it seems that you are not simple at all. You must have been in Tianyuan Continent before."
"Alas!" The middle-aged man sighed. Jian Chen's words seemed to have caused him some sadness, and his expression was full of sadness.
After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said faintly: "Actually, more than ten years ago, I was also a mercenary, with the strength of an intermediate holy master. I followed some brothers who were born and died on the Tianyuan Continent, but since
Once when we were escorting goods, we encountered a group of bandits, and my fate changed."
"That group of bandits was very strong. After a hard fight, although we finally drove away the bandits, we also paid a heavy price. And my holy soldier was also killed by a powerful man in that battle.
Many people who were stronger than me were destroyed. Although I did not die, I also lost all my abilities and became a useless person. Finally, I came to this small mountain village and lived a life free from the world.
"
After hearing these words, Jian Chen fell silent for a while. He could completely understand how the middle-aged man felt. He was reduced from a mercenary who traveled around the Tianyuan Continent to a useless person who could not use force.
For a man with great power and ambition, this is definitely a torture that would be worse than death.
Next, Jian Chen chatted with the middle-aged man while eating rice. After some conversation, Jian Chen also learned the middle-aged man's name - Roscoe.
Roscoe is over forty years old this year. Ever since the Holy Soldier was shattered and became a disabled man, he has come to this small village alone for more than ten years and married another man not far from here.
A girl from a village is married and has given birth to two children, a son and a daughter, both of whom are just ten years old this year.
Next, Jian Chen temporarily lived in Roscoe's home, but he did not tell anyone about his recovery from his injuries. He locked himself in the room all day long, using the excuse of recuperating his injuries so that Roscoe could have as little time as possible.
Disturbing yourself, then sit cross-legged on the bed and continue to refine the holy power in your body.
Although he spent several days refining the power of the Saint in Fengyang City before, Jian Chen has not completely solved the sequelae caused by using magic core to increase his strength too quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Jian Chen has been living here for half a month. During this half month, Roscoe really respected Jian Chen's opinion and didn't bother Jian Chen when he had nothing to do. He just came every two or three times.