In the second floor space of the True True Pagoda, Xuan Ming is sitting cross-legged on the ground and practicing hard, a layer of rich and holy light holy power envelopes him, and there are many holy war laws surrounding him, and he is working hard towards the holy war. The realm of the soul tree is advancing.
Because many holy war celestial masters at the peak of the light god king in the Guangming Temple are threatened by a powerful demon, therefore, if Xuanming's strength cannot be broken through, he will not dare to leave here, and he will not dare to go to the outside world at all. Go, will be restricted freedom for the rest of your life
Therefore, he can regain his freedom only by breaking through and successfully condensing the Soul Tree and becoming the equivalent of the Beginning Realm among warriors.
"Xuanming!"
At this moment, Jian Chen's illusory body formed by a wisp of divine consciousness quietly appeared in front of Xuanming. At this time, he had to temporarily interrupt Xuanming's practice, and with a soft call, let Xuanming from training. woke up.
"Brother Jianchen, haha, I haven't seen you for a long time. By the way, what's the situation in the outside world recently? Have you gotten rid of Qingyao Tianwang's pursuit? Have you gone to the wasteland?" Xuanming finished his practice and opened his mouth. He asked several questions, especially when he mentioned the barren state, there was an undisguised expectation in his eyes.
"I'm already in the wasteland." Jian Chen said.
Hearing this, Xuan Ming's spirit was instantly lifted, and he said excitedly: "Really? You are already in the barren state? Great, this is really great. By the way, Brother Jianchen, you are in the barren state now. Where in the state, can you... Can you..." Xuan Ming hesitated before speaking, showing hesitation.
Jian Chen smiled slightly and said, "Xuanming, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Xuanming hesitated for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and clasped his fists at Jianchen: "Brother Jianchen, I wonder if you can go to the Temple of Light to report my father's peace and let my father know that I am still alive. It’s been too long since I left the barren state, and in order to prevent it from being deduced by the big devil, I have completely cut off all contact with my father, and now, I don’t know if my father is okay.”
"Of course it is, but your father is one of the eight deputy hall masters of the Temple of Light, and he is high above the ground. If I want to meet him, I am afraid it will not be so easy." Jian Chen agreed without hesitation. Xuan Ming's move is not right. Does it suit him
"This is easy!" Xuanming bit his finger, took out a drop of blood and put it in a jade bottle, then handed it over to Jian Chen, and said, "A holy war master who has reached the realm of my father will have an effect on his own blood. Strong sense. Jian Chen, take this jade bottle and open it near the Temple of Light. As long as my father is in the Temple of Light, he will definitely sense it."
Jian Chen put away the jade bottle containing a drop of Xuanming's blood, pondered slightly, and said, "This is not enough, in case your father misunderstands and thinks that I obtained this drop of blood through some other bad way, then I can It's troublesome."
"Then I will write a letter to explain to my father that you, Jian Chen, are my best friend." Xuan Ming immediately took out a piece of jade slip from the space ring and began to inscribe a message with his divine sense.
"Wait, I'm in the Wild State now, but I'm incognito, you mustn't use my Jianchen's name, just use Changyang. Also, for my specific information, you mustn't mention half a word to your father, Even the existence of this tower, you must not reveal."
"You must have noticed that this tower can deceive the secrets of the sky, and its grade must not be low. If you let your father know, there is no guarantee that he will not attack me." Jian Chen said with a serious face, this matter , can absolutely not be sloppy.
Xuan Ming also thought that Jian Chen was worried about King Qingpeng's pursuit, and said with confidence: "Brother Jianchen, don't worry, King Qingyao would never dare to step into the barren state." Even so, Xuan Ming still insisted Jian Chen's request was fulfilled, and he handed the jade slip with his information to Jian Chen, and asked Jian Chen to check it.
After all, he is now hiding under Jian Chen's roof to shelter from the wind and rain, so he naturally has to obey Jian Chen. For fear of making Jian Chen unhappy, he will not go to the Temple of Light to report his safety.
Jian Chen carefully checked the contents left by Fan Xuanming in the jade slip. After confirming that there was no problem, he left with the jade bottle containing a drop of Xuanming's blood and the jade slip with his message. The second floor of the tower came to the ninth floor space.
In the ninth floor space, Jian Chen replaced the jade bottle with the drop of blood, and replaced it with a jade bottle with a higher level and better quality.
"This drop of blood is in this jade bottle, no matter how long the time has passed, it can make the blood inside look fresh, so even if Xuan Ming's father saw this drop of blood, he could not tell the difference. When did a drop of blood leave behind?" Jian Chen secretly said in his heart that everything was ready, and after confirming that nothing was missed, his Primordial Spirit incarnation just exited the Zhenzhen Tower.
On Feiyun Peak in the Temple of Light, Jian Chen sat cross-legged in the cave, looking at the jade bottle in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the bottle of the jade bottle.
At the same time, two middle-aged men were sitting opposite to each other in a splendid hall in the Holy Hall of Light in the Temple of Light that stood above the clouds.
"Xuan Zhan, who do you like more in this year's Battle of the Holy Sons?" One of the middle-aged men casually said while tasting the aged wine. It is with a majesty that has been in a high position for a long time, just like an emperor, giving people a feeling of not being angry and majestic.
This middle-aged man is one of the eight deputy hall masters of the Temple of Light, Ming and Mohe.
As for the middle-aged man called Xuan Zhan, his body looks unusually burly. Just his physical body gives people the feeling that it contains terrifying power. His face is cut like a knife, invisible It gives people a sense of coldness, making people shudder, and the eyes are also extremely sharp, making people dare not look at them.
It's just that between his brows, more or less, there is always a trace of worry, as if there is concern in his heart, and he can't let it go for a long time.
Xuan Zhan is also one of the eight deputy hall masters of the Temple of Light. He has a high weight in the Temple of Light and is second only to the master of the hall.
"I'm not interested in paying attention to these. Who can win among the five of them depends on their personal fortunes." Xuan Zhan said with an expressionless face, the worry lingering in his eyebrows lingered all year round.
Hearing this, Mo He raised his eyes to look at Xuan Zhan, sighed softly, and said, "Are you worried about your precious son again?"
Xuan Zhan remained silent, his sharp eyes staring at the sky outside in a daze.
Seeing this, Mo He sighed secretly in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort him. After all, Xuan Ming is the only heir of Xuan Zhan. He has always been regarded by Xuan Zhan as his heart and love, and he devoted his life to cultivating it. If Xuan Ming really fell, he did not know how tragic it would be to Xuan Zhan. the blow.
However, at this moment, Xuan Zhan's body suddenly shook violently, and his eyes burst into a dazzling light. During this time, he couldn't help showing excitement.
The next moment, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant. He had already left the temple like a teleportation, and appeared among the thousands of peaks under the temple.
"What the hell is this Xuan Zhan doing?" Xuan Zhan's actions made Mo He, who is also one of the deputy hall masters, startled, but he didn't follow him, but sat here to taste the old age in a limited way. Fine wine, while secretly paying attention to everything in the Temple of Light. (To be continued)