Yichuan thought for a moment, then cut his finger, and a drop of blood hung in the air.

Qin Yichen's thoughts entered it, he was silent for a moment, and then picked up the teacup.

"open."

Everyone looked at it in confusion, and Qin Yichen patiently explained it again.

"I said your last name is Zhang."

Han Wei lowered his head and muttered softly.

"Just a drop of blood, of course it's whatever you say it is."

Hearing this, Yichuan's face suddenly darkened.

"Shut up."

There really isn't anything wrong with this guy except his bad mouth, but his bad mouth is enough to drive people crazy.

You can cause trouble to him at any time, any place, and in any way he can't think of.

Can he break the Lord of Light in front of him?

This is an existence that can easily crush the two of them.

If you offend the Lord of Light, it will be the two of them who will suffer the consequences.

Han Wei on the side finally understood after having a bad mouth, and slapped him hard on the face.

Qin Yichen chuckled and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, a drop of blood doesn't matter to ordinary people, but it contains a lot of information."

"Blood is passed down, and the blood imprint in each person's body is different. Over time, a unique identification mark is formed."

"It just so happens that I'm very familiar with your bloodline."

Qin Yichen said the last words very easily.

But in fact, it was key information that Qin Yichen could not forget.

The blood flowing in this man's body is not pure, and it is not even the orthodox blood of the God of War, even if he grew up in the star field where the Temple of the God of War is located.

As for the impure part of his bloodline, he came from the Three Thousand Taoist Courts just like himself.

Zhang surname.

"Zhang Yichuan, this is your full name."

Qin Yichen confirmed for the second time.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yichuan bowed deeply to Qin Yichen.

"Thank you, Senior Light Master."

Qin Yichen smiled slightly and waved it casually.

"If you have nothing to do, go back and recuperate. Your body will still need some time to recover. The continued operation will have a great impact on your soul."

As he said this, Qin Yichen suddenly thought of something and took out a few soul-nourishing pills from his storage ring.

This thing has lost its effect for him, but for Zhang Yichuan, it is an excellent tonic.

"Take these things, take one every three days, and after taking them, use this method to absorb the medicinal effects."

He casually taught him some basic exercises.

After finishing all this, Qin Yichen looked at Han Wei aside.

Han Wei immediately put on a smile.

"Senior, Big Brother, Master, Brother Light Lord."

After switching titles, Han Wei only regretted that he didn't have more words of honor in his head, and all he blurted out were some curse words.

Qin Yichen didn't mind either and just looked at Han Wei in front of him indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, it will be good for both of you if you talk to Wuming more these days."

When Han Wei heard this, his face suddenly froze.

What is this?

punish?

Let yourself be beaten several times by Wuming as punishment?

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have nothing to lose, and I can legitimately compete with my idol.

Such a great opportunity, Han Wei nodded immediately.

"Thank you, Senior Light Master!"

Qin Yichen waved his hand.

"Let's all go back."

Han Wei and Zhang Yichuan quickly saluted and then left.

It wasn't until he left the room that Zhang Yichuan suddenly came back to his senses.

The purpose of coming here this time is to reward Qin Yichen. Why has he been so busy until now? Not only has he not paid out the reward, but he has accepted another favor from Qin Yichen.

Looking at the space ring in his hand, in addition to some rewards he prepared, there were also a few more pills.

Looking at the storage ring, Zhang Yichuan sighed after a brief reflection.

"It seems that the Lord of Light's words about being generous and merciful are absolutely true."

Zhang Yichuan had many thoughts in his mind, but in the end, he just sighed.

Finally, I gave Han Wei a warning.

"Discuss with Wu Ming more often. This will only be beneficial to you, not harmful."

Han Wei nodded and didn't leave. He turned around and shouted into the room.

"Is Wuming Senior free now?

I would like to ask for advice."

Qin Yichen heard the sounds outside and shook his head helplessly.

"Wu Ming, you go ahead. It's best if you learn the method of exerting force that I taught you."

Matt nodded quickly before leaving.

As Matt left, the room fell silent.

Qin Yichen was too lazy to pay attention to these guys and was preparing for the grand gathering of the gods in a month.

All of this seemed extremely ordinary to Qin Yichen.

There is no deep hatred, just peace and harmony.

Li Yun spent day and night comprehending the use of Yin Yang Avenue, while Matt became more and more proficient in combining the power of faith with fists through repeated sparring sessions.

Lin Bai is a very boring guy, walking around every day to have some fun.

In addition to practicing, Ares, the God of War, also only imparts some power of faith and combat skills to his believers.

It seems plain, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

Since the last time Qin Yichen let his avatar attend the banquet, it has caused an uproar in everyone's hearts.

As time went by, the boring life on this flying boat soon pushed this topic to the focus of heated discussion.

Since nothing else happened on the flying boat, this topic became an important and enduring topic.

In just one month, under the cultivation of the rich imagination of the people on the flying boat, Light Master Qin Yichen has become a arrogant and masterful person.

Although they admit that Qin Yichen is an expert, they do not deny that he is arrogant.

In the room, Han Wei was beaten violently by Matt again and returned to the house with wounds all over his body.

Without resting, he went directly to Zhang Yichuan's room.

"Brother, I don't know what brat has recently spread the news, saying that the Light Master himself is a waste, but he is just a powerful man."

"You really have a disease in your head. This son of a bitch should be thrown in front of the Lord of Light and have a good feel for the strength of the Senior Lord of Light."

"Damn it, when he says that, I feel like a waste."

The more Han Wei thought about it, the angrier he became.

He is such a powerful person, but he is as humble as an ant in front of the Lord of Light.

But now, in their eyes, the Lord of Light is a waste, so wouldn’t he be worse than a waste?

Seeing Han Wei being so angry, Zhang Yichuan just smiled faintly.

"It doesn't matter, what do you care about if the senior Light Lord doesn't care about it?"

Han Wei took the tea and took a sip, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and threw his body on Zhang Yichuan's bed, regardless of how much smell the stinky sweat would leave behind.

"Not to mention this, I heard from Lord Ares, the God of War, that we will arrive in two days at most."
Chapter completed!