(Lao Ao was very touched. When he had to go one chapter a day, so many brothers and sisters kept voting for monthly votes and rewards. I love you, let Lao Ao promise him, dear)

"Is it okay if you forced me to say it?" Seeing the Saint of Light looking disgusted, Wang Yan was quite helpless, "Besides, I was hit by a spiritual illusion at that time, and it was not true."

"But mental illusions often induce the deepest thoughts in your heart." The Saint of Light's pretty face flushed slightly, and her beautiful eyes said frivolously, "Wang Yan, honestly explain, is it that the most primitive ** in your heart that is like this? I just like me to take the initiative!"

Wang Yan had a cold sweat, your aunt is His Highness, the Holy Maiden of Light, can we be more reserved? Of course, Wang Yan had to firmly deny this and shook his head into a rattle.

But before Wang Yan could finish shaking his head, he felt a sweet fragrance coming, and was hugged by the Saint of Light, and his fragrant lips were printed on Wang Yan's mouth.

"This is!"

Wang Yan was shocked and his mind was blank.

After a long time, the Saint of Light pushed Wang Yan away with a blush on his face, his eyes rippling, and he hummed softly, "This feeling is just like that. It's not as written as it is."

Wang Yan's cold sweat, what do you think of, your aunt?

Any book in this world has written that kisses you so hard that you can die? Besides, it would be fine if you force me to kiss, but can you not have a look of disgusting after kissing?

"Anyway, thank you. My mentality is much calmer now." After a little presumptuous, the Saint of Light looked up, "Don't think too much, we are destined to be friends in the future. Have a good rest tonight, it is said that the Pope will summon you. Good night."

After saying that, a pair of gorgeous and dazzling wings spread out from the back of the Saint of Light, flapping its wings into the air, and flew away like a dazzling meteor.

Wang Yan was left alone, sitting alone on the floating stone. He touched the lips of Canxiang, and smiled bitterly. The saint's aunt ran away after having fun, and told herself not to think too much. It was really ruthless and unrighteous.

"Haha, but it would be best if she was in a good mood." Wang Yan chuckled, leaned against the stone scattered with white fluorescent, took a sip of wine comfortably, and looked up at the magnificent sky of the Holy Land. His heart was comfortable and quiet.

This is a wonderful closed space, like a bubble, attached to the earth's space. In Chinese, it is called a world of its own.

This world is really exciting.

As Wang Yan's vision broadens, the world is constantly unveiling the true veil to him. If he had not been hit by the liquid meteor and then awakened, I'm afraid he is still just an ordinary person who is worried about work and about buying a house and falling in love?

"Life well, feel the world well, and experience everything well." Wang Yan felt calm in his heart, drinking wine leisurely and comfortably, as if his body and mind were integrated into this wonderful world.

Since he was promoted to level A, Wang Yan felt that his physical fitness and mental power had a leap forward, and his understanding of the natural way of heaven has reached a completely new level.

It feels like climbing to the top and looking at the small mountains.

However, Wang Yan knew very well that this was just because he suddenly broke through the realm and received the baptism of the God of Light, and his strength increased sharply. According to the traditional Eastern class, he has only reached the level of a master, and above the master, there are also top gods in the sixth level.

The higher the level you stand, the more you feel the grandeur of the universe and the insignificance of yourself. Wang Yan's eyes couldn't help but shine. His future journey is still very long.

Time passes.

Seven or eight hours passed in a flash.

Wang Yan opened his eyes and the milky white light in the sky became more and more prosperous, which foreshadowed the arrival of day in the holy realm. At this time, his heart was settled, and it was transparent and clear, with almost no dirt.

His eyes were no longer as bright as they were in the past few days, but instead had a texture that returned to nature and was restrained in aura.

A meteor passed by the sky.

It was a guard of the Holy Land of Light with a powerful aura. He fell in front of Wang Yan and said politely: "His Excellency Wang Yan, the Pope Crown please come over. I wonder if it is convenient for you now?"

Regardless of whether the people in the Holy Realm are willing to admit it, Wang Yan was able to overcome all obstacles and pass through the trial of light and receive the oracle of the God of Light, which means that his personal strength is indeed very powerful.

Therefore, now people in the Holy Land of Light are very respectful and polite to Wang Yan.

"Thank you for your notification, please lead the way." Wang Yan nodded and smiled.

Then, the two of them flew in the holy realm one after another, and after a few dozen minutes, they landed outside the temple. After some notice, Wang Yan went in and met with the Pope's crown.

At this time, some people from the State Administration of China, Gao Mingyue, Lei Boom, and Sun Youmiao had arrived. In addition, the young people who performed effectively in the trial also gathered in the temple.

The Pope of Light had taken off his golden mask and showed a handsome and majestic face. But his brows were slightly frowned, as if there were some depression and unpleasant things.

After each of them met, the Pope waved his hand and said majestic: "You are all the best among the young generation of the Pan-Earth. They have achieved excellent results in this trial of light. The responsibility to maintain peace on the earth in the future will fall on you."

After pausing, he said again: "After discussing by the Emperor and the Presbyterian Church, I decided to open the Vatican Treasury and reward you. I hope you will not be complacent and continue to work hard to become the real pillar of the earth."

Open Treasure House Reward?

Everyone's eyes were bright. The Holy See is one of the most profound organizations in the world, and there are countless treasures accumulated in history.

Wang Yan also felt aroused in his heart and thought that this should be the Pope's preparation for the subsequent Abyss War. He also hopes that this generation of outstanding young people can grow up quickly and take on the role of the cruel war in the future.

"Wang Yan, you won the first place in this trial of Light and broke the historical record." Pope Light looked at Wang Yan majesticly and said, "According to the rules, you can choose a legendary treasure. But you mentioned to me before that you wanted the life grace of the ancient Druid Sect. If you received the life grace, there would be no legendary treasure. Now, do you still want to change your attention?"

Wang Yan was delighted and said, "Under the Pope, I will be blessed with my life."

"Uncle, I don't want life grace." Sun Youmiao shook his head and said, "If you can get a legendary treasure, it will be much more powerful all of a sudden."

Wang Yan smiled and touched her head and said, "Follower, although external objects are strong, they are worse than becoming stronger by themselves. I have many treasures on me, and it is also optional to add a legendary treasure. However, after you practice the grace of life, your future is unlimited and it has an unignorable effect on the entire earth."

"But this is the uncle who finally managed to do it." Sun Youmiao was still a little reluctant.

"No need, but, things are settled." Wang Yan said with a smile, "When you become stronger in the future, won't it be better to help uncles more."

"Yeah!" Sun Youmiao gritted her teeth and decided to come.

"Okay, then I will give you the grace of life." Pope Light also knew that Wang Yan attaches great importance to grace of life, and had already prepared for it. He took out a copy from the space equipment, and flew towards Wang Yan with a little fingertips.

Wang Yan took it in his hand and found that this book was very heavy and ancient, heavy and weighed at least dozens of kilograms. The appearance was full of rough matte feeling, as if it was made of some kind of tree bark, and a vibrant force was faintly scattered outwards.

The skin is covered with various mysterious and complex inscriptions, and there is a series of ancient words in the middle. Those mysterious words surround a budding oak seed, forming a green and vibrant smell.

"Thank you for the gift of the Pope's crown." Wang Yan bowed politely.

"This is what you deserve." Pope Light was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with Wang Yan, so he turned to Sun Youmiao and said, "Miaomiao, the life grace inherited by the Druid includes everything. This is a secret book that can be cultivated to the demigod level. I hope you can make good use of it and use its power on the right path, so that you will not let your father down in heaven. In addition, this book is not for you, but for you to accept a inheritance. During this period, you can stay in the holy realm and practice and comprehend well."

For the Pope, if it were not for the relationship with the country and the bureau, and for the consideration of Sun Youmiao's father being a sacrificed hero, it would be absolutely impossible to use life grace to accept the inheritance for people.

"Yes, the Pope's Crown." Sun Youmiao blinked and said, "Can I teach others?"

"Haha, it seems that you don't understand the rules and meanings of top-level inheritances." Pope Light smiled indifferently and said, "The inheritance of the level of life grace can only be passed on through this book, and there are various strict taboos. Without the book of life grace, even if you teach people a thousand times, people will not be able to understand it ten thousand times. Unless you reach the demigod level in the future or become a god, you can summarize what you have learned and create your own inheritance. But even so, I believe that the level of the inheritance you created is slightly lower than that of life grace."

Wang Yan also understood that inheritance is not that easy. Could it be that Uncle Pao put the inheritance into that book?

However, it can be inferred from the Pope's words that the ancestor Chunyang was almost certainly a true first-level figure of the gods. Otherwise, the Pure Yang magic he passed down would never have died in a handful of inheritances around the world.

However, it was extremely difficult to achieve the achievements of Lu Zu back then by relying on the Pure Yang Divine Arts. In fact, most of the lifelong achievements of the Pure Yang lineage have been passed down to this day. There are only two people who have reached the Demigod level like Uncle Pao.

I must be in line with Uncle Pao and try my best to reach the level of the demigod in the future! Wang Yan's eyes were extremely clear and firm.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!