After Han Xin left, Bai Yu looked at Jian Chen with admiration on her face. Perhaps it was too excited and excited, which made her beautiful face red.

"Little junior brother... No, second senior brother, I didn't expect you to really defeat Wencheng. You are so amazing, so amazing. From now on, you will be my second senior brother of Bai Yu." Bai Yu said excitedly with one of Jian Chen's arms holding Jian Chen's face, not paying attention to her hug, which made Jian Chen's left arm press tightly against her peaks.

"Second Brother, tell me quickly how you defeated Wencheng. You must teach me that Junior Sister, I will beat him hard after seeing Wencheng next time." Bai Yu looked at Jian Chen with a look of hope, and his bright big eyes flashed, full of expectation and desire.

"Young sister, you were standing under the ring at that time. How did I defeat Wencheng? You can see clearly." Jian Chen smiled bitterly, and he broke free from Bai Yu's arms with a little embarrassed.

At this time, Bai Yu suddenly realized that she had inadvertently touched the woman's penalty area with her arms holding Jian Chen like this, which made her pretty face turn slightly red. She immediately let go of Jian Chen's arm, and then said coquettishly with a red face: "I don't care. In short, you have to teach me, I want to learn your skills to control the power of light, otherwise... Otherwise... I won't let you go." As he said that, Bai Yu opened his arms and blocked Jian Chen. Judging from her posture, she really had the momentum to prevent Jian Chen from leaving if she disagreed.

Seeing Bai Yu like this, Jian Chen looked helpless and said, "Okay, okay, senior brother will do his best to teach you. Senior sister Bai Yu, senior brother is going to heal the wound first. Can you let senior brother go back first?" Jian Chen pointed to his clothes stained with blood on his chest, and then glanced at the distance casually.

In that place where plants are lush and weeds are overgrown, Feiyunfeng's senior brother Zhuo Feng was restraining his breath all over his body, and stood quietly with the cover of weeds. Looking at Bai Yu and Jian Chen's intimate behavior, his handsome face was covered with gloom. The eyes of Jian Chen were even more revealing a deep hatred and jealousy.

"Bastard, how could Wen Cheng be defeated by Changyang, who had only one-color Yuan Dan cultivation? I think my grand senior brother Feiyunfeng, and his three-color Yuan Dan cultivation were all severely damaged by Wen Cheng. But when Wen Cheng encountered Changyang, who had one-color Yuan Dan cultivation, he failed with his three-color Yuan Dan cultivation. Doesn't this mean that my grand three-color Yuan Dan cultivation is far less powerful than the light holy power of a one-color Yuan Dan?"

"How will this make the other senior brothers on the peak see me?"

Zhuo Feng became more angry the more he thought about it. His face was gloomy and terrifying. His fists were clenched, and his five fingers had already penetrated deeply into the flesh.

Wencheng, who defeated him, was defeated in the ring in front of everyone and was never taken seriously by him. This was a huge irony and ridicule for Zhuo Feng.

In addition, after Changyang won a brilliant victory, Bai Yu's dependence on Changyang made Zhuo Feng's chest even more angry, making him feel hatred for Jian Chen.

At this moment, Jian Chen had returned to his cave. He reorganized the messy cave, and after reorganizing a simple low-level formation at the door, he sat down cross-legged in the center of the cave.

He did not treat the injuries on his chest. Such a small injury could be recovered without the need for him to deliberately heal the wounds under the self-healing ability of the Chaos Body.

"After my soul incorporated a chaotic force, not only did my perception greatly increase, but my sensing of the rules of the Tiandu are clearer, and even the light holy power I controlled seems to have become a little different, and its power is so strong that it has been greatly enhanced."

"In addition, my almost superb application of the power of the Holy Power of Light is not entirely due to the power of my soul. I always feel that this seems to be inseparable from the changes in my soul." In the cave, Jian Chen fell into long-term contemplation of his memories of the battle with Wencheng on the ring.

After his soul was integrated with a trace of real chaotic power, how much changes had happened, what special abilities had it brought to him, and even whether it would leave any hidden dangers, he has not yet fully figured out.

Since the Ziqing Sword Spirit was combined, they fell into a deep sleep and could not wake up. Therefore, Jian Chen's idea of ​​asking about Ziqing Sword Spirit was only disappointed.

Three days later, Jian Chen walked out of the cave, bathed in the morning glow and came to the top of Feiyun Peak, and met Han Xin who had been in seclusion here for a long time.

Han Xin's face was still a little pale. It was obvious that his injuries were not light. With his strength as the God of Light, after several days of healing, he had not recovered.

"Changyang, you can see clearly the battle with Wencheng on the ring that day. Your control and use of the power of light made you amazed. In addition, you also saw that you have a very rich combat experience. I believe that before you joined the Temple of Light, you must have experienced a lot of life and death. It is very gratifying to have an outstanding student like you..." Han Xin's attitude was very kind. He first praised Jian Chen hard, and then taught Jian Chen some more advanced light magic skills.

In the end, Han Xin spent even more effort to evolve the laws of holy war for Jian Chen, hoping that the disciple in front of him would become a holy war master earlier.

Jian Chen closed his eyes and began to seriously understand the sacramental laws evolved by Han Xin. Although he had already understood the sacramental laws and had long become a sacramental celestial master, his understanding of the sacramental laws is still at the early stage.

Han Xin's understanding of the laws of holy war has already entered the realm of the God King. Therefore, the laws of holy war evolved by Han Xin still have a considerable help to Jian Chen, who has become a sacred war master.

After a few hours, Jian Chen slowly opened his eyes, and saw that Han Xin had already stopped the evolution of the laws of holy war. He was sitting cross-legged opposite Jian Chen, looking at him with bright eyes, and his eyes were filled with a strong sense of expectation.

"Changyang, how did you understand?" Han Xin spoke.

“Slight gains.”

Han Xin nodded with satisfaction and said, "If you want to become a holy war master, it will never be possible overnight. Changyang, practice hard. I hope that you can become a holy war master at the realm of the Two-color Holy Master of Light."

"Teacher, what if I become a holy war master in the One-Seam Yuan Dan?" Jian Chen asked.

"I want to become a holy war master? Hahaha..." Hearing this, Han Xin laughed silently, pointed at Jian Chen with his finger, and said, "Changyang, what are you thinking? Do you think the laws of holy war are so easy to understand? The master has made you become a holy war master when you are two-color Yuan Dan. This is because the master has a very high expectation for you. As for the one-color Yuan Dan, you will become a holy war master. You should not even think about this."

"Is it really that difficult to comprehend the laws of holy war with the One-color Yuan Dan?" Jian Chen said.

"It's not just a difficult thing, Changyang, do you know how long it took for our Temple of Light to appear to have become the peerless genius of the Holy War Heavenly Master?" Without waiting for Jian Chen to speak, Han Xin took the initiative to answer: "Let me tell you, it's been more than a million years."

"Our Temple of Light recruits many disciples every year. In a million years, there are countless disciples recruited. There are even many talented people who are as talented as demons. However, among so many geniuses, no disciple who can understand the laws of holy war in the cultivation of the One-Sew Yuan Dan is born. Now do you know how difficult it is to become a Holy War Heavenly Master in the One-Sew Yuan Dan?"

"Disciple has been taught." Jian Chen clasped his fists at Han Xin.

Han Xin sighed and stared at Jian Chen with a bright look, and said seriously: "However, if you can really understand the laws of holy war in the cultivation of the One-Sew Yuan Dan and become a holy war heavenly master, then you will be immediately a sage son who has been appointed this term, and you will not need to participate in the selection of the holy sons. You will become an important figure in the Temple of Light. In the next thousand years, you will be cultivated by the Temple of Light without any effort."

"Even if a new Holy Son has been established, he can become a person with the same status as the Holy Son with the potential of becoming a holy war master with the one-color Yuan Dan, or even surpass the Holy Son. The resources he enjoys are even more than that of the Holy Son."

"Changyang, although it is extremely difficult for the One-Seam Yuan Dan to become the Holy War Heavenly Master, if you can do it, then do your best."
Chapter completed!