A cloud of ru white light formed by the rich light holy power enveloped Jian Chen's entire person inside, and as the ru white light turned into a trace of strange energy and continued to enter Jian Chen's body, the injuries on his body were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Since it was daytime now, and the particularity of the Bright Holy Force, Jian Chen was not afraid that the matter of his ability to control the Bright Holy Power would leak out, even if someone approached here during his healing, he would sense it as soon as possible, thus ending his control over the Bright Holy Force.

Now Jian Chen's god has been strengthened a lot compared to before, so when controlling the light holy power, not only has the time increased a lot, but even the richness of the light holy power is more than a step stronger than before, so this time, after two and a half hours of healing, the injuries on his body have finally healed completely.

However, he also paid some slight price, that is, his god who had not yet recovered his peak was almost overdrawn again, and his drowsy head made Jian Chen's energy unable to lift the slightest energy at all, as if he wanted to fall asleep immediately.

Then, Jian Chen began to regain his senses again, and a day and a night passed, and he didn't wake up until the next morning, but Jian Chen didn't get out of bed, and still lay on the bed to recuperate.

After all, the middle-aged man who saved him before had already seen the injuries on his body, and it had only been two days, if the middle-aged man knew that the injuries on his body had healed, it would definitely reveal his identity as a Bright Saint Master, after all, even if it was a good medicine, it would never be possible for such a serious injury to recover in two days. And Jian Chen doesn't want to reveal his identity as a Bright Saint Master yet, so for the other identity, he will try his best to keep it secret, unless he has to, otherwise, he will not easily expose it.

Because he also knew very well in his heart that with the special status of the Bright Saint Master in the Tian Yuan Continent, once he leaked out, there would be some trouble.

Lying on the bed, Jian Chen silently recovered the holy power in his body, and spent the past two days on healing his main medicine, and now, the holy power in his body is also empty, and the small light wind sword in the dantian is also dim.

Soon, it was already noon, and at this time, Jian Chen could clearly smell the wisps of food mixed with the aroma of food wafting in from outside the house.

"Crunch!" At this time, the wooden door suddenly opened, and the middle-aged man who rescued Jian Chen walked in lightly, and finally came to Jian Chen's bed and stood still.

Looking at Jian Chen, who was lying on the bed with his eyes still closed, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh slightly, and muttered to himself: "Alas, I've been in a coma for two more days, and I haven't eaten for these two days, and I've been so seriously injured, if I continue like this, I really don't know how long you can support it, but it's a pity that we can't find any healing drugs that work well in our poor mountain village." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, then turned around and walked towards the door.

"Uncle!" Suddenly, a slightly weak voice came from behind the middle-aged man, hearing the sound, the middle-aged man's body stiffened slightly, and then immediately turned to look at Jian Chen who was lying on the bed, and said with a little joy in his tone: "Young man, you have finally woken up, if you are in a coma for a few days, I am afraid that you will never wake up." ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Jian Chen's face and said, "I'm sorry to worry about Dashu." ”

"It's okay, it's good that you wake up, at least it means that your life is saved, by the way, you haven't eaten for two days, you must be hungry too, I'll get you something to eat." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and walked out.

Soon, a bowl of hot rice and a few plates of fried meat were brought in by the middle-aged man, and said: "We are just a small mountain village with a remote terrain, and the best thing is some beast meat that you usually hunt and harvest in the mountains. ”

"Uncle Xie Lu, Uncle Xie!" said that, Jian Chen slowly got up from the bed.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he hurriedly said: "Hey, don't move, you have injuries on your body, so it is easy to involve wounds." As he spoke, he put the food in his hand on the cabinet on the side, and walked over quickly to support Jian Chen.

Jian Chen smiled slightly and said, "Although I have suffered some injuries, but after these two days of recuperation, my injuries have basically stabilized, and it will not be in the way to do such a little action." ”

Seeing that Jian Chen really sat up straight slowly like a person who had nothing to do, the middle-aged man's eyes couldn't help but show a look of envy, and said, "Young man, your strength should be quite good, your back is so seriously injured, it's only been a few days since you were able to sit up." ”

Hearing this, Jian Chen glanced at the middle-aged man deeply, and said with a light smile: "Uncle, it seems that you are not simple, you must have also wandered on the Tianyuan Continent before." ”

"Alas!" the middle-aged man sighed, Jian Chen's words seemed to have caused him some sadness, and his expression was full of sadness.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said quietly: "Actually, more than ten years ago, I was also a mercenary, with the strength of an intermediate saint master, and followed some brothers who were born and died to travel south and north on the Tian Yuan Continent, but since we encountered a group of robbers on the way to escort goods, my fate has also changed because of this. ”

"The strength of that group of robbers is very strong, after a hard battle, although we finally drove out the bandits, but we also paid a very heavy price, and my holy soldier, was also destroyed in that battle by a person who was too strong than me, although I did not die, but I also lost all my ability, reduced to a waste, and finally came to this small mountain village to live a life without fighting. ”

Hearing this, Jian Chen was silent for a while, he could fully understand what kind of mood the middle-aged man was, from the mercenary who had traveled south and north on the Tian Yuan Continent to a wasted man who could not use force, this was definitely a torture that was worse than death for a man who once had strong power and ambition.

Next, while eating rice, Jian Chen chatted with the middle-aged man, and after some conversation, Jian Chen also knew the name of the middle-aged man - Rothko.

Rothko is in his forties this year, and since the Holy Soldier was broken and became a cripple, he has come to this small village alone, and this time it has been more than ten years, and he has married a girl from another village not far from here, and has given birth to a son, a daughter and two children, both of whom have just turned ten years old this year.

Next, Jian Chen temporarily lived in Rothko's house, but he didn't say anything about the fact that his injuries had healed, and locked himself in his room all day, trying to disturb himself as little as possible when Rothko was not doing anything on the grounds of recuperation, and then sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to refine the holy power in his body.

Although it had taken a few days to refine the power of the saint in Fengyang City before, now Jian Chen had not completely solved the sequelae left by using the demon core to increase his strength too quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Chen has been living here for half a month, and during this half a month, Rothko really respected Jian Chen's opinion, and didn't come to disturb Jian Chen when he had nothing to do, but just delivered meals to Jian Chen every two or three days.