Chapter three hundred and seventy third new supernatural powers
Chapter 373 New magical powers
"My soul has become so powerful." Jian Chen was surprised for a while, but he couldn't be happy at all. His soul had become so powerful that it seemed that it had no other use except that his perception ability was much stronger.
Suddenly, Jian Chen's body shook slightly, and he immediately closed his eyes, wandering in the void, sensing the world. At this moment, the various energies filling the world were transmitted into Jian Chen's senses. At this moment, this world
In Jian Chen's eyes, it seemed to have become a colorful world full of colors everywhere.
Because he saw all kinds of colors floating between the sky and the earth, including white that exuded a faint light, black that exuded the power of darkness, red that exuded a faint warmth, yellow that had a heavy aura, and a moist aura.
The light blue and the light swimming cyan.
Feeling the colors filling the world, Jian Chen was stunned for a moment. He could feel the six elemental powers between heaven and earth so clearly. This was simply impossible before. In the past, Jian Chen, except for the Saint of Light,
Apart from the force, you can't feel other elemental forces, you can only feel the pure vitality of heaven and earth.
But now, in addition to the Holy Power of Light, he could also clearly feel the power of the other five elements, which made him involuntarily have the thought as if he was dreaming.
"Could it be that this is the ability produced after the fusion of my soul and the Purple Green Sword Spirit?" Jian Chen thought to himself that at present, this is the only way to explain the incredible scene in front of him.
Jian Chen's eyes slowly opened, his right hand was raised slightly, and the fingers of his palm were spread out. Suddenly, the temperature in Jian Chen's small house suddenly increased, and then the space around Jian Chen gradually turned red, and streaks of
Red light converged on his hands from all directions, eventually forming a blazing sea of fire in front of his palms.
Jian Chen stared blankly at the sea of fire in front of his palm, his eyes fell into a dull state, full of shock and disbelief.
Although the blazing sea of fire was very close to Jian Chen's palm, Jian Chen couldn't feel the slightest warmth, as if the flame was just an illusion and not real.
"It's on fire, it's on fire, no, it's on fire!" Suddenly, an anxious shout came from outside. Jian Chen was suddenly awakened. At this time, he suddenly realized that the cabin had begun to burn.
It is burning with raging flames.
Jian Chen was stunned immediately, and the flames gathered in his hands disappeared. He was just distracted and forgot that the fire protection ability of this small wooden house was very poor.
"Bang!" The wooden door of the cabin was kicked open, and a fat man in coarse clothes rushed in from the outside, shouting: "It's not good, it's on fire, it's on fire, the house is on fire."
It's burning, Jian Chen, hurry up and go." As he said that, the little fat man came to the bed as fast as flying, hugged Jian Chen and rushed out of the cabin.
The cabin was quickly engulfed in flames, with billowing black smoke floating in the sky.
"Quickly put out the fire, hurry up, put out the fire, water, hurry up and find water." There were shouts in the distance, and more than a dozen villagers wearing commoners were seen running from a distance with large water tanks in their hands.
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"Tianyu, what happened? Why is the house on fire?" At this time, the little fat man's father came here at some point and looked at the small wooden house that was swallowed up by the sea of fire with a dull look.
The little fat man had a mournful face and looked at the middle-aged man pitifully, with an innocent look on his face: "Dad, I don't know, why is this house on fire? I remember there was no fire inside.
There is no fire, where did the fire come from?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Jian Chen without saying anything, with a very dull expression on his face.
The little fat man's expression changed, as if he thought of something. He looked at Jian Chen who was being carried out by him, and exclaimed: "Oh my God, Jian Chen, you can't think about it."
Jian Chen opened the little fat man's arms and stood on the ground with great difficulty. Although the injuries on his body had recovered on the surface, the injuries inside his body were still very serious. Even the slightest exertion would cause him tremendous pain.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it." A faint smile appeared on Jian Chen's face, and now his mood has improved a lot.
"Oh, Jian Chen, please don't let your mind wander. You are still so young. You must not die like this. You must live well." The little fat man looked at Jian Chen nervously, for fear of Jian Chen.
I can't think of anything and do some stupid things.
The little fat man looked at Jian Chen with a nervous look on his face and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, I won't do such a stupid thing."
Seeing the expression on Jian Chen's face that didn't seem to be fake, the middle-aged man also laughed and said: "It seems that you have already thought about it."
"Quick, put out the fire!"
"Pour the water harder, everyone, move faster."
At this time, a dozen or so plainly dressed villagers had already arrived in front of the burning wooden house carrying large water jars and began to pour water to extinguish the fire.
The middle-aged man stepped forward and stopped the villager who was putting out the fire, and said: "There is no need for everyone to rest for a while. If it burns, burn it. It will just be enough to build a new one."
"Okay, Uncle Hughdy, you said so, then we won't be busy anymore." More than a dozen villagers stopped what they were doing and looked at the middle-aged man with respect in their eyes.
"Oh, pity my house, it seems I have to build it myself again." Only the little fat man was crying with a face full of pain.
Looking at the little fat man's expression, Jian Chen also showed a rare hint of embarrassment on his face. He didn't expect that he was so careless that he burned down the other person's house, which made him feel a little bit regretful.
"I'm really sorry. After I recover from my injury, I will build a new house for you." Jian Chen said apologetically.
The little fat man's eyes lit up and he said: "Okay, you have to remember that when you are healed, you will help me build a new house. Then the two of us will work together to build a bigger house.
"As he spoke, the little fat man suddenly looked behind Jian Chen and said in surprise: "Grandpa, Grandpa, Jian Chen, look, my grandpa is back."
Hearing this, Jian Chen subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him. He saw an old man wearing cloth and carrying a hoe on his shoulder walking over step by step from a distance. The old man looked very ordinary, and ordinary. The old man was no different. His long gray hair was bound by a straw rope and fell casually on his back. His clothes were also very simple. His clothes were even patched with patches. His bare feet were covered with mud. You can tell by looking at them that they are farmers who have just finished working in the fields and are returning home.
"Grandpa, grandpa, the man who was rescued by dad has woken up. Let me introduce him to you. His name is Jian Chen." The little fat man shouted quickly, looking like a child who had not grown up.
The old man glanced at Jian Chen, then looked at the little fat man with a kind face, and said: "Little fat man, why is your house on fire?"
The little fat man glanced at Jian Chen beside him and said: "Jian Chen just couldn't think about it and wanted to commit suicide, but now it's okay, he has thought about it."
After hearing these words, Jian Chen almost fell to the ground. This little fat man spoke without any concealment, and relied entirely on his own judgment to discuss matters, as if he was really a child who had not yet grown up, and what he showed Extremely inappropriate for age.
After hearing what the little fat man said, the old man chuckled, then came to Jian Chen, looked at Jian Chen casually, and said with a smile: "Young man, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Take this magic elixir." Go and eat it, it should be able to help you repair the internal organs in your body." As he said that, an extra pill appeared in the old man's hand and handed it to Jian Chen.
Seeing that the old man actually took out a pill again, a look of surprise flashed in the little fat man's father's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "Haha, Jian Chen, this is the eighth-level divine pill of light. It is very precious. It is rare for my father." I’m willing to take out two for you to eat.”
"Thank you, old sir. This thing is too valuable, I dare not accept it." Jian Chen said with a respectful expression. He knew in his heart that this kind of light elixir is precious and cannot be made by ordinary light holy masters. It only contains The holy power of light inside is much richer than the holy power of light that Jian Chen can control.
The old man chuckled and said: "This thing is of little use to me. It happens to be of great help to you in your current situation. Take it and let yourself recover from your injuries as soon as possible."
Jian Chen hesitated for a while, and stopped being pretentious. He reached out to take the elixir handed over by the old man and carefully kept it. He knew very well how precious this elixir was and could not bear to take it himself.
"Little Fatty, go and arrange a new room for this little brother to rest." After saying this, the old man walked barefoot and walked to a wooden house not far away with a hoe.
Jian Chen looked at the old man's back with somewhat complicated eyes, not knowing what he was looking at in his heart.
"Jian Chen, let's go, I'll take you to find a house to live in." The little fat man helped Jian Chen leave here.
Soon, Jian Chen lay on the bed to rest again. He beat the little fat man on the pretext that he needed to rest, and then lay on the bed without knowing what to think about.
After a long time, Jian Chen finally calmed down and began to use his body to control the Saint Master of Light to heal himself. He was not willing to take the eighth-level divine pill of light given to him by the old man.
Just when Jian Chen was thinking, a thick milky white light quickly formed in front of him. Feeling the intensity of the holy power of light, Jian Chen couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his face, perhaps because of his
Probably because his soul has become more powerful, he can clearly feel that the light holy power he controls now is several times more powerful than before, and it lasts longer, and he doesn't even feel the slightest difficulty.