The dean laughed and continued: "Changyang Xiangtian, you have been promoted to saint now."
Jian Chen nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I just successfully formed the holy soldiers."
"Then I don't know if your current strength is a high-level saint or an intermediate-level saint." The dean smiled. In his opinion, Jian Chen's current strength is at least an intermediate-level saint. After all, he has seen the huge size just now. All the energy of heaven and earth was absorbed by Jian Chen. Although he didn't know what method Jian Chen used to digest such a huge amount of energy from heaven and earth, he knew that after absorbing so much energy from heaven and earth, Jian Chen's strength would never stop at the elementary level.
As soon as he was promoted to a saint, he directly crossed the primary level and became at least an intermediate saint. When he thought of this, the dean couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. This time, he finally walked out of Kargath Academy. A true genius.
"Dean, I have just successfully formed a holy soldier. Of course, my current strength is still elementary." Jian Chen knew in his heart that at most, the dean thought that the huge energy of heaven and earth just now had been absorbed by himself, which is why it was like this. Just ask.
"Elementary!" Hearing this, not only the dean, but even the vice dean Bai En, who was standing beside him, was full of disbelief.
"How is it possible that you have absorbed such a huge amount of energy from heaven and earth, why is your strength still at the primary level?" Vice President Bai En said uncontrollably. Even the dean was full of doubts.
"I don't know either." There was a wry smile on Jian Chen's face. He didn't plan to say anything about what happened in his dantian.
"Okay, since Changyang Xiangtian is fine, then we should leave." The dean looked at Jian Chen and said, "Changyang Xiangtian, now that you have just been promoted to saint, familiarize yourself with the use of holy soldiers. Let's do it." As soon as he finished speaking, the dean and the vice dean left Jian Chen's room.
After leaving the dormitory building, Vice President Bai En asked curiously: "Lord President, Changyang Xiangtian has absorbed such a huge amount of energy from heaven and earth, how could his strength still remain at the level of a junior saint? It seems that It's not normal."
Hearing this, the dean nodded slightly and said, "Well, it really doesn't conform to common sense. Maybe there is some secret about Changyang Xiangtian that we don't know, otherwise, how could he arouse the vitality of heaven and earth in a radius of more than ten kilometers? This is an impossible thing." After saying this, the dean paused, and then continued: "We don't want to speculate too much on this matter, as long as we don't make too much trouble about Changyang Xiangtian in the future. We should not interfere more in matters, let him grow on his own, the path of genius is often made by oneself, without going through wind and rain, one can never truly grow up. Too quiet life often makes people fall. "
"Yes, Bai En understands." The vice president replied respectfully. His heart was clear. In order to cultivate a genius, their Kargath Academy deserved this.
The dean looked at the blue sky and murmured: "Changyang Xiangtian seems to be only fifteen years old this year, a fifteen-year-old saint, this can cause a lot of alarm in Tianyuan Continent, it seems that Changyang Mansion This time, a genius has really emerged. I hope he can go on smoothly, but he must not die prematurely. Otherwise, this is the loss of my Gesen Kingdom. Hey, it is a pity that the ancestors of Changyang have disappeared. It has been a hundred years, and if he is still alive, it is estimated that he has succeeded."
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After the dean left, Jian Chen sat cross-legged on the bed again, observed the purple and blue light spot that suddenly appeared in his dantian, and finally sighed helplessly. Regarding this purple and blue light spot, Jian Chen was completely For some unknown reason, although these two colored light spots were in his dantian, they were completely beyond his control.
With a secret sigh, Jian Chen has decided not to care about them anymore, because this is a complete waste of time. Anyway, he has already died once, and he is open to many things. In this life, apart from giving him his first taste of motherly love Outside of Biyuntian, there is nothing worthy of his concern anymore.
Jian Chen took a few deep breaths and calmed down slowly. Then he went deep into his right hand, and his thoughts moved. With a burst of strong energy fluctuations, a long sword as long as a willow appeared in Jian Chen's right hand.
This long sword is very small, and the entire sword body is silver-white, like a mirror, which can clearly reflect the surrounding scenery.
This sword is four feet long and two fingers wide, and on the surface of the sword near the hilt, there is the word "Light Wind".
The shape of this sword was entirely cast by Jian Chen based on the sword he used in his previous life, and the name was the same as the sword he used in his previous life, the Light Wind Sword.
Jian Chen's swordsmanship pays special attention to a quick word, the swordsmanship is light and can change thousands of times, and like a breeze, it comes and goes without a trace, making it impossible for people to capture, hence the name - Qingfengjian.
Holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, Jian Chen couldn't help showing a smile on his face, especially the moment he held the Qingfeng Sword, the familiar feeling seemed to bring him back to his previous life.
But the only difference is that at this moment, Jian Chen feels that the sword in his hand is like an arm of his own. Controlling it by himself does not require too much effort, and Jian Chen clearly feels that his "god" "It has been perfectly connected with the sword in his hand, and the two seem to be integrated, no longer separate from each other. This is a feeling he has never had in his previous life.
Jian Chen stretched out his finger and gently flicked the silver sword.
"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the Qingfeng Sword made a crisp sound. It seems that this sword is more like made of refined iron.
Jian Chen happily used his left hand to gently stroke the body of Qingfengjian, looking at it, as if this sword was the person he loved the most.
For a true swordsman, the love for the sword is irreplaceable. The sword is their life and their soul. In the past life, Jian Chen was such a person.
When Jian Chen summoned the Qingfeng Sword, the holy soldier entrenched in his dantian disappeared. At this moment, all the power in his body was condensed on the sword in his hand. With a powerful attack power, it is also the source of Jian Chen's power. It will replace Jian Chen's dantian and continuously supply the energy he needs.
Jian Chen's thoughts moved, and the light wind sword in his hand disappeared suddenly, and in his dantian, a reduced version of the light wind sword appeared again.
In the blink of an eye, two days have passed since Jian Chen was successfully promoted to a saint. During these two days, Jian Chen spent the rest of his time in the academy except for the occasional observation of the purple and blue light spots in his dantian. I spent the time in the library, hoping to find out about my dantian from the group books with the idea of giving it a try, but unfortunately I found nothing in the end.
In the past two days, the news of Jian Chen's promotion to a saint also came from the academy, and it caused a stir again, because Jian Chen's promotion to a saint's strength was too fast. Everyone in the academy knows that when Jian Chen first entered school a few months ago, his strength was only at the eighth level of Holy Power, but in just a few months, Jian Chen has broken through from 80% Holy Power to one. A saint, such a fast cultivation speed made everyone in Kargath Academy amazed. This speed has completely overwhelmed Cheng Mingxiang, who is known as a cultivation genius in Kargath Academy.
In a splendid palace, far away from Kargath Academy. A middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe was sitting in the study reading a book.
"Your Majesty, there is a messenger asking to see you." At this moment, a thick and respectful voice sounded from outside the door.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man slowly looked away from the book, looked in the direction of the door, and said in a light tone, "Come in." This middle-aged man is the Lord of the Gesun Kingdom - Cardson .
As soon as the king's voice fell, the door of the study was gently opened, and then a young man wearing a black robe who looked about thirty years old walked in quickly from the outside. The king suddenly stopped when he was still thirty steps away, then knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Your Majesty the King, this is a letter from the head of Kargath Academy, Lord Kafir."
At first, His Majesty the King didn't care, but when he heard the name of Kafir, the dean of Kargath Academy, his face suddenly became solemn, and he slowly put the book in his hand on the table, saying: "Bring it up soon."
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Standing beside the king, a bodyguard in armor replied respectfully, then immediately took the envelope from the messenger and checked it carefully, when it was confirmed that there was no problem Then he stepped forward and handed it to His Majesty the King.
After receiving the letter, His Majesty the King immediately opened it and looked at it. Then, a smile gradually appeared on that calm face, and he muttered: "This Changyang Xiangtian is indeed a genius, not only with the eighth-layer saint's Strength can defeat saints, ten-level saint power defeats intermediate saints, and at the age of fifteen he successfully condensed saint soldiers to become a saint. With such a compliment, with the uncle's eyesight, there is no problem in seeing people, since the uncle has recommended Changyang Xiangtian so much, then I should do something."
"Behind Changyang Xiangtian is Changyang Mansion, and even the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion. It seems that it is impossible to control him. In this case, we have to try our best to win over him. Although Changyang Mansion has been silent for decades, But the heritage of their family is still there, and their strength is still not to be underestimated, enough to be worth it, so let's do it." Speaking of which, His Majesty the King seemed to have decided something, and immediately said: "Come here, the pen and ink will serve."
Soon, the attendant prepared the pen and ink. His Majesty the King picked up the pen and began to write. Finally, he carefully picked up the written word and read it. He slowly folded it and left the study. .
His Majesty the King held the written scroll in one hand and was escorted by a team of personal guards, passed through the many palaces in the palace, and finally entered a beautiful courtyard.
Just as His Majesty the King stepped into the courtyard, an old man who looked fifty or sixty years old came out of a room in the courtyard, looked at His Majesty the King with a dull gaze, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be His Majesty, Come in, please."
His Majesty the King came to the old man without entering the house, handed the scroll in his hand to the old man, and solemnly said in a negotiating tone: "Senior Ye Ming, I have an important letter here that needs to be delivered by Senior Ye Ming in person. Go to the Changyang Mansion in Luoer City."
Hearing this, the old man's face became slightly serious, he stretched out his hand to take the scroll in His Majesty's hand, and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely deliver the letter." The old man knew in his heart that since he needed a letter personally escorted, then this one Letters are certainly not that simple.
The moment the letter was sent out in his hand, His Majesty the King secretly sighed and thought to himself, "Yue'er, for the development of the kingdom, for the future of the kingdom, the father has to sacrifice you."