Bian Yang was seriously injured and moved very slowly. Chen Changsheng could easily dodge it, but he didn't because he believed in him.
Infinity Bi looked at this scene, she didn't know what to think, she was very shocked, she wanted to stop it but remembered what Bian Yanghong had said before, but she didn't dare after all.
A warm, incomparably mellow, wine-like scent entered Chen Changsheng's eyebrows along his distinctively red fingertips, and then poured it in.
The sea of consciousness is just below the eyebrows, otherwise Nanke's eyes would not be stretched farther and farther.
Countless lights illuminated Chen Changsheng's dark sea of consciousness, and then turned into countless pictures.
Those were pictures of Bie Yanghong fighting the two Angels of Light on the cliff and in the sky.
Those pictures were very clear and lifelike, as if they were right in front of his eyes, extremely real.
Among them, the pictures from the main perspective allowed him to personally experience and perceive all the things that happened at that time from a different standpoint.
He saw Mujiu Shi, who was running away in fear, and the calm and graceful Mrs. Mu.
There is a tree by the cliff, and the breeze lifts up the shadow of the tree, which becomes a corner of the black robe.
There are clouds in the sky, and light comes from where the clouds break, and there are two powerful beings from different continents inside.
They have pure white wings, without gender, exuding holy and sacred light and extremely powerful aura, making it impossible to look at them, and appearing extremely proud.
But in fact, they don't have any positive or negative human emotions, and there is an indifference beyond the world between their eyebrows and eyes.
In a sense, they are perfect.
Are they the angels of the Holy Light Continent
Chen Changsheng also heard their voices.
They should be using the language of the Holy Light Continent, with weird and complicated tones.
Because these images were transformed by a different kind of red consciousness, their voices did not become the language of this continent as the real situation of the day was blown by the breeze.
Chen Changsheng still understood a little bit.
The language of the Holy Light Continent is somewhat similar to the language of the Dragon Clan.
When he recited the last volume of the Sanqian Daozang in the old temple of Xining Town, he was already very familiar with the language of the dragon clan, and more importantly, he had learned it for a long time at the bottom of the Beixin Bridge.
—The one who stole the fire? what does that mean
While he was thinking about this question, two angels from the Holy Light Continent launched an attack.
A straight line of light appeared before his eyes, cutting the sky in two.
As that ray of light turned back against the law of heaven and earth, it fell from another angle.
The attacks of the two angels became faster and faster, and the light became faster and faster, and the sky was gradually cut into countless fine pieces.
Countless wonderful attack methods emerged one after another, and unimaginable attack angles kept appearing.
With Chen Changsheng's state, it became increasingly difficult to see all the details clearly, but he still felt a lot from them.
That is the real experience and wisdom of fighting the two angels, it is the trace of the red flower illuminating the sky and cutting off the light, it is the trace left by the fist that blasted through the clouds and ignored the law of heaven and earth. Fingertips entered his sea of consciousness.
As time went by, those rays of light became denser and denser, intersecting vertically and horizontally, and gradually became a blazing white.
A bang resounded in Chen Changsheng's sea of consciousness.
Countless huge waves were born, constantly beating against the invisible but bounded embankment.
Chen Changsheng woke up, except for some faint pain in the sea of consciousness, there was no other discomfort.
Then he felt a little hot, more precisely, the surface of his body was scorching hot.
He sat down and looked at himself, and found that there were thousands of paths in the Youfu, and the starry snow field was burning.
The fire was not very violent, but the surface of the Thousand Miles Snowfield was burning, and the faint blue flames spread far away.
The red fingers left his eyebrows, but the experience of that battle and more importantly, the understanding and wisdom of the powerhouses in the sacred domain to the laws of heaven and earth, as well as the fierce battle against the two angels of the Holy Light Continent Intentions, even killing intentions, remained in his sea of consciousness.
There is no doubt that this is the moment when Chen Changsheng is in his best state since Zhou Yuan's Jackie Chan.
The hundreds of swords hanging quietly outside the house sensed his change, and the sword body trembled slightly, making a low buzzing sound.
The entire Baidi City felt a powerful and imposing sword intent.
The priests and bear warriors in the alley even retreated further away subconsciously.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes, suppressed the fighting intent, and the stern sword intent enveloping the small courtyard also subsided accordingly.
He knew that on the subsequent long journey of practice, the wisdom that Bie Yanghong left in his sea of consciousness would help him avoid many detours, and if he met those strong men from the Holy Light Continent, the experience and battles in his sea of consciousness would help him avoid many detours. Intention will help him gain more power.
Bie Yanghong glanced at the unconscious Xuanyuan Po, and said: "I have mentioned to him the boxing method I used when I fought against those two, if he still has interest or doubts about this in the future, please ask the Pope Help me point him out."
He liked this young man from the Xiong clan very much, and felt that he was destined for him, and the couple had received favors, so he only spoke out yesterday to give advice.
He originally thought that he would really teach this set of boxing techniques to Xuanyuan Po today, but now it seems that he can only ask Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said: "He is originally from the Orthodox Academy, senior, please rest assured."
In those pictures, he saw the appearance and fighting style of the two angels, but he still had many questions.
Especially the holy light emitted by those two angels was too familiar to him.
This holy light is everywhere in his body and flesh.
Is this the source of the name of the foreign continent
Regarding the distant and mysterious Holy Light Continent, there are not many records in the Three Thousand Paths, only a few words are mentioned in the name of mythology in some very ancient classics.
Chen Changsheng has read all kinds of books and books since he was a child. He may have been born in the Holy Light Continent, but he didn't know anything about the Holy Light Continent in the first ten years of his life.
At the very beginning, he didn't even know the existence of the Holy Light Continent.
He didn't have this concept until Su Li took the Southern Saintess away and he and Xu Yourong discussed the possible whereabouts of these two elders on the Naihe Bridge. It wasn't until the change of Tianshu Mausoleum that he saw the monk with the eyes of the Holy Empress Tianhai, and he confirmed that the Holy Light Continent really existed.
—The survivors really fled there, and there are also countless strong people under the starry sky over there.
Then there was a night in Xueling.
The great demon king who once almost dominated the continent died under a beam of light from the starry sky.
That beam of light shook the entire continent, and made Chen Changsheng extremely vigilant and uneasy.
He did not forget what Tian Hai Sheng Empress did before she died.
She burned the last of her soul and severely injured the monk by the Xining stream, not caring about the complete severance of her inheritance.
At the time no one understood why she did what she did.
Now, Chen Changsheng understood.