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After Han Xin left, Bai Yu looked at Jian Chen with admiration. Perhaps she was overly excited, which made her beautiful face turn red.
"Little junior brother... No, second senior brother, I didn't expect you to actually defeat Wen Cheng. You are so powerful and amazing. From now on, you will be my second senior brother Bai Yu." Bai Yu hugged Jian Chen's hand.
One arm said with excitement, completely unaware that under her hug, Jian Chen's left arm was already tightly pressing on her breasts.
"Second senior brother, please tell me how you defeated Wen Cheng. You must teach me so that next time I see Wen Cheng, junior sister, I will give him a good beating." Bai Yu's face was full of hope.
Looking at Jian Chen, those big bright eyes flickered, full of expectation and desire.
"Little junior sister, you happened to be standing under the ring at that time. How did I defeat Wen Cheng? You saw it clearly." Jian Chen said with a bitter smile on his face, and he broke free from Bai Yu's arms with some embarrassment.
Holding arms tightly.
At this time, Bai Yu suddenly realized that by holding Jian Chen's arm like this, she had inadvertently touched the woman's restricted area. This made her pretty face blush slightly, and she immediately let go of Jian Chen's arm, and then blushed.
With a coquettish expression on her face, she said: "I don't care, anyway, you have to teach me, and I have to learn your technique of controlling the holy power of light, otherwise... otherwise I won't let you go." As he said that, Bai Yu opened his arms to block the way.
She walked in front of Jian Chen, and looking at her posture, she seemed to have the momentum not to let Jian Chen leave if she didn't agree.
Seeing Bai Yu behaving like this, Jian Chen looked helpless and said: "Okay, okay, senior brother will do his best to teach you, Junior Sister Bai Yu, now senior brother has to go to heal his wounds first, can you let senior brother go back first?" Jian Chen
He pointed at the blood-stained clothes on his chest, and then glanced casually into the distance.
In that place where there were lush plants and overgrown weeds, Feiyun Peak's senior brother Zhuo Feng was gathering his aura, using the cover of the weeds to stand there quietly, watching Bai Yu and Jian Chen's intimate behavior.
, causing his handsome face to be filled with gloom, and the look in his eyes towards Jian Chen revealed a deep hatred and jealousy.
"Asshole, how could Wen Cheng, a loser, be defeated by Chang Yang, who only had one color of Yuan Dan cultivation? I think that my great senior brother Feiyunfeng, who had three colors of Yuan Dan cultivation, was severely beaten by Wen Cheng, but this Wen Cheng encountered
Changyang, who had cultivated one-color Yuan Dan, still lost with his cultivation of three-color Yuan Dan. Doesn't this mean that my magnificent cultivation of three-color Yuan Dan is far inferior to that of a Saint of Light who has one-color Yuan Dan?
Very powerful?"
"How will this make my fellow disciples from other peaks view me?"
The more Zhuo Feng thought about it, the angrier he became, his face became terrifyingly gloomy, his fists were clenched, and the nails on his five fingers had penetrated deeply into his flesh.
Wen Cheng, who defeated him, was finally defeated in the ring, in full view of everyone, at the hands of Chang Yang, who had never been in his eyes. To Zhuo Feng, this was simply a huge irony and ridicule.
Coupled with the dependence that Bai Yu showed on Changyang after Changyang won the glorious victory, this made Zhuo Feng even more angry, making him already hate Jian Chen.
At this moment, Jian Chen had returned to his cave. He rearranged the cave which had become a mess, and rearranged a simple low-level formation at the door, then sat down cross-legged in the center of the cave.
He did not treat the injury on his chest. With the self-healing ability of the body of chaos, such a small injury could be recovered without any deliberate treatment on his part.
"After my Yuan Shen was integrated into the power of chaos, not only was the perception greatly enhanced, but the induction of the rules of Tiandu became clearer, and even the light holy power I controlled seemed to have become a little different. The power
It’s become much stronger.”
"In addition, my almost superb use of the holy power of light is not solely due to the strength of my soul. I always feel that this seems to be inseparable from the changes in my soul." Inside the cave.
, Jian Chen recalled every bit of his battle with Wen Cheng on the ring, and fell into deep thought for a long time.
How much has his soul changed after incorporating a trace of real chaos power? What kind of special abilities has it brought to him? Will it even leave any hidden dangers? Until now
, he hasn’t fully figured it out yet.
As for the Ziqing Sword Spirit, after the two swords were combined, they all fell into a deep sleep and could not be awakened, so Jian Chen's idea of asking the Ziqing Sword Spirit was in vain.
Three days later, Jian Chen walked out of the cave, bathed in the morning glow and came to the top of Feiyun Peak, where he met Han Xin, who had been in seclusion here for a long time.
Han Xin's face was still a little pale. It was obvious that the injury he suffered was not light. With the strength of the God King of Light, he had not fully recovered after several days of healing.
"Changyang, my teacher could clearly see your battle with Wen Cheng in the ring that day. Your control and use of the Holy Power of Light amazed everyone. In addition, my teacher also saw that
"I know that you have a lot of combat experience. You must have gone through a lot of life and death before joining the Temple of Light. It is a great pleasure to have such an outstanding student as you as a teacher..." Han Xin's attitude
He was very kind. He first praised Jian Chen fiercely, and then taught Jian Chen some more advanced light magic.
In the end, Han Xin spent even more effort to personally evolve the holy war laws for Jian Chen, hoping that the disciple in front of him could become a holy war master sooner.
Jian Chen closed his eyes and began to seriously understand the laws of holy war evolved by Han Xin. Although he had already understood the laws of holy war and had already become a celestial master of holy war, his understanding of the laws of holy war was still at the early stage.
Han Xin's understanding of the Holy War Law has already entered the realm of the God King. Therefore, the Holy War Law evolved by Han Xin is still of great help to Jian Chen, who has become a Holy War Master.
A few hours later, Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes and saw that Han Xin had already stopped evolving the laws of holy war and was sitting cross-legged opposite Jian Chen, looking at him with piercing eyes.
A strong sense of expectation.
"Changyang, how do you feel?" Han Xin asked.
"Something gained."
Han Xin nodded with satisfaction and said: "Becoming a Holy War Heavenly Master cannot be achieved overnight. Changyang, practice hard. I hope you can become a Holy Master in the realm of Two Colors of Light."
A holy war master."
"Teacher, what if you become a Holy War Master with just one color of Yuan Dan?" Jian Chen asked.
"You want to become a holy war master with just one color of Yuan Dan? Hahaha..." Hearing this, Han Xin laughed dumbly, pointed his finger at Jian Chen, and said: "Changyang, what are you thinking? Do you think the law of holy war is
Is it so easy to understand? My teacher asked you to become a Holy War Heavenly Master with the two-color Yuan Dan. This already means that my teacher has extremely high expectations for you. As for the One-color Yuan Dan, you will become a Holy War Heavenly Master.
You better not think about this matter."
"Is it really so difficult to understand the laws of holy war with just one color Yuan Dan?" Jian Chen said.
"It's more than difficult, Changyang, do you know how long it has been in our Temple of Light before Yise Yuandan appeared and became the peerless genius of the Holy War Heavenly Master?" Before Jian Chen could speak, Han Xin took the initiative to answer: "Why?
Master, let me tell you, it has been more than a million years."
"Our Temple of Light recruits many disciples every year. In a million years, we have recruited countless disciples. Among them, there will even be many demon-like geniuses. But among so many geniuses,
, have not given birth to a disciple who can understand the laws of holy war with just one color of Yuan Dan. Now do you know how difficult it is to become a holy war master with just one color of Yuan Dan?"
"Disciple has learned the lesson." Jian Chen cupped his fists and said to Han Xin.
Han Xin took a long breath, stared at Jian Chen with piercing eyes, and said seriously: "However, if you can really understand the laws of holy war and become a holy war master with just one color Yuan Dan cultivation, then you will be immediately
The Holy Son of this generation does not need to participate in the selection of the Holy Son. He will become an important figure in the Temple of Light. In the next thousand years, the Temple of Light will spare no effort to cultivate him."
"Even if the new Holy Son has been established, he can still rely on the potential of becoming a holy war master with Yishi Yuandan, and become a figure with the same status as the Holy Son, or even surpass the Holy Son. The resources he enjoys are even less than those of the Holy Son.
When the son comes, he is even worse than me."
"Changyang, although it is extremely difficult to become a Holy War Master with just one color of Yuan Dan, if you can do it, then try your best to do it."