Hear this.

Chen Qingyang's expression did not reveal too much horror, but behaved extremely calmly.

It seems that he is not afraid of the Blood Sword Ancestor at all!

In fact, before he made his move, Chen Qingyang already knew very well that his actions would definitely cause the Blood Knife Ancestor's crazy revenge.

But.

Chen Qingyang still chose to kill the thirteen evils of the blood knife!

Because he knew that the Blood Sword Ancestor had been cultivating in retreat for almost all these years, intending to break through to the Divine Power Realm.

Each retreat lasts for a month, to say the least.

And the Blood Knife Ancestor, although he is a fierce martial artist in the Feiyun Town, even the Zhiguang Master of the Guangming Temple is hidden under him.

But after all, he is not such an extraordinary internal strength martial artist, and being able to burst out with the power of three horses is almost his limit.

Chen Qingyang was completely confident that he could rely on the magic of the purple light group to have a combat power no less than his before the Blood Knife Ancestor came out of the level!

You must know that Chen Qingyang's current strength has reached a terrifying 7.01.

The power of three horses, for him, not to mention that it is within reach, it is definitely not far away - as long as Chen Qingyang can increase his qi and blood for a period of time in the future, he will kill some more demons and monsters!

So.

At this moment, Chen Qingyang's eyes did not fluctuate too much, and the whole person seemed particularly calm.

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. ”

Meiyu smiled, and Chen Qingyang quickly greeted Master Zhide with a fist.

"Calm, fearless, gifted, and with an extraordinary body!"

Master Zhide liked Chen Qingyang more and more, and muttered vigorously in his heart: "The future of this son is limitless......"

And just as Master Zhide was about to speak, he asked Chen Qingyang if he wanted to become a monk and inherit the position of abbot of Guangming Temple one day.

Su Cheng walked over with his hands behind his back and a relaxed face.

As he walked, he also said with a smile: "Little monk Zhide, my apprentice helped you kill the Thirteen Blood Knives in the Guangming Temple, do you have to express it?"

As soon as these words came out.

Master Zhide was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at Chen Qingyang with an unbelievable look, and then at Su Cheng.

It can be seen that Master Zhide did not expect that Chen Qingyang would be Su Cheng's disciple.

The look of horror on his face was as if to say:

What's going on here, this, this?

Su Cheng, a shameless black-hearted veteran, was able to receive such a good disciple?

Oh, is there any reason for it!

............

Arguably.

After knowing that Chen Qingyang, a young genius who was far superior to Han Shaojie, was a disciple of Su Cheng, Master Zhide almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

But.

Master Zhide finally accepted this fact.

I saw that he quickly put his hands together and said slowly: "Amitabha! Master Su is reasonable, this temple should really thank this little benefactor!"

"I knew that little monk Zhide, you were a cheerful person. ”

Su Cheng immediately showed a sly smile: "Then let's do it, you let my apprentice go to the hot spring in the mountain behind your Guangming Temple and soak for a few hours." ”

"Good!"

Master Zhide nodded instantly.

That's it.

Chen Qingyang was at a loss, and was taken to the mountain behind the Guangming Temple by his cheap master Su Cheng.

And in the square in front of the palace, the pilgrims were almost shocked by what had just happened.

Exclamations, flickers everywhere!

Just ask, where could they have thought that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy could kill thirteen evils with his bare hands!

Such a genius is far beyond the limits of their cognition!

"We're Feiyun Town, we're going to be a dragon!"

Recalling the previous picture of Chen Qingyang bombarding Lei Jue with his fists, there was no way for the little old man's heart to be calm.

............

At the same time.

Chen Qingyang followed Su Cheng's footsteps and finally came to a hot spring on the mountain behind Guangming Temple.

"Master, how do you know that there is a hot spring here in the mountain behind Guangming Temple?"

As soon as he arrived, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but be curious: "Also, it's so decent, what are you going to do with me coming to the hot springs?"

"This hot spring is not an ordinary hot spring. ”

Pinching his beard, Su Cheng immediately gave an explanation: "At the bottom of it, there is a thousand-year-old flint stone sunk, soaking here is equivalent to getting the nourishment of that thousand-year-old flint!"

"The nourishing effect of the thousand-year-old flint on the body is by no means weaker than eating some great supplements. ”

"It can not only relieve menstruation and invigorate blood, but also nourish the spleen and qi......"

After listening to Su Cheng's description, Chen Qingyang's heart was suddenly moved:

"A hot spring with a thousand-year-old flint? soaking here is no worse than eating some great tonics, and it can also strengthen my qi and blood?"

Come to think of it.

Chen Qingyang couldn't help but want to jump into the hot spring immediately and soak him for a day and a night!

But.

Out of curiosity, he still asked: "Master, this hot spring is so strange, it must be a great secret of the Guangming Temple, right?

"Because the thousand-year-old flint was thrown into it by the sweeping monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

Su Cheng said very casually: "When I was chatting just now, he accidentally slipped out of his mouth and was asked by me. Oh yes, the Yuanchen Dragon Muscle and Vein Yuan Qi you absorbed just now was also sealed into the Dragon Ball by the sweeping monk. ”

Hear out.

Chen Qingyang couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "That sweeping monk, is it so powerful? Not only can it pass on the golden bell jar that I am not weaker than the strong brute bear skill, but also refine the dragon ball that seals the vitality of the Yuanchen Giant Dragon?"

No doubt.

Chen Qingyang has been deeply aware that the sweeping monk is definitely not simple, and his origin is even more mysterious.

At the very least, it's a big man in the Divine Realm!

"Don't be stunned, jump in and soak first. ”

Su Cheng on the side hurriedly urged: "Wait a minute, there is a surprise!"

"Surprise?"

With some anticipation, Chen Qingyang quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the hot spring.

Time.

Chen Qingyang only felt that his whole body was extremely warm, as if there were streams of heat surging all over his body.

Indescribable comfort!

That's just at this time.

Su Cheng took out a crystal clear ice crystal from his arms.

"Surprise!"

At the same time as the words fell, Su Cheng directly threw this piece of ice crystal into the hot spring.

Snort, sneer!

In an instant, a cold air rose in the hot spring, causing Chen Qingyang to shiver.

What's even stranger is that the originally warm spring water suddenly became scorching!

It's like the thousand-year-old flint at the bottom of the spring, unleashing all its power to fight against ice crystals!

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Feeling the strong half-cold and half-hot feeling on the surface of his body, Chen Qingyang was extremely puzzled.

No way.

One moment it's cold to the bone, the next it's hot like fire...... Su Cheng's surprise really made him choke enough.