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The more Wen Yuan chatted with Xiaomi, the more confused his mind became, too many questions were entangled, messed up, and his brain hurt.

The key is that Xiaomi is still too young, regardless of age, it is really a child's thinking and mind, and it has never been in contact with the outside world, it is as simple as a blank sheet of paper.

There are so many things, she doesn't know how to describe them at all, and she uses a child's unique imagination to describe them, and the result is that Wen Yuan is confused.

However, after all, Wenyuan is also 30 years old, although he has never taken a child, he has no lack of patience, slowly communicates, and picks out the details little by little.

"Xiaomi, why do you like my brother? Don't you rarely come out to meet people?"

"Because my brother's body smells super good, and it's as warm as the little sun...... Xiaomi's favorite brother is the most!"

Xiaomi's simple face was full of dependence, writhing in Wen Yuan's arms to express her love.

Then, he raised his head proudly and boasted: "Xiaomi's nose is very smart! A good guy or a bad guy, you can know it by smelling it!"

After saying that, Xiaomi began to break his fingers again and counted them one by one.

"Uncle Tower's taste is not annoying, the taste of the grumpy brother is very cute, I don't like the fierce rice, the bald head and that strange guy stink, the most annoying thing is Caphoran, fishy and smelly, dirtier than the black clouds in the sky!"

Xiaomi had already mentioned the little sun twice, Wen Yuan pondered for a while, and asked with a smile: "Xiaomi, is the little sun you are talking about?"

"Eun!" Xiaomi nodded again and again, gesturing with her hand: "There is such a big ball!"

Wen Yuan smiled slightly, and asked again, "Is it at the exit?" is it in the hall behind the stone gate?"

Xiaomi admired it very much, and looked at Wen Yuan's big eyes with light: "Brother is so powerful! How do you know? ”

Wen Yuan has a strange feeling, as if he has achieved some kind of great achievement, and the feeling of being worshiped by Xiao Lori is so novel, and it is very cool.

In fact, it is easy to guess that the biggest characteristic of Wen Yuan is the special aura brought by the holy light, which can be felt at the beginning, and it is not uncommon for Xiaomi to "smell" it.

Xiaomi likes the "little sun", and even has to accept the light after a while, so it will like Wenyuan with the same breath, and it is easy to infer that the "little sun" is equal to the holy light.

Slogo's legendary secret realm has not had a dime to do with the Holy Light since its birth, and the only thing that can be associated with the Holy Light is the visitor who caused Slogo to abandon the lair.

St. Paul, God's Punishment, the strongest man under the Lord God.

When he went to the secret realm in person and took away the phase gap gem, he once hit him casually, which probably broke Slogo's tail, and this matter is recorded in a two-sentence record of the secret canonist of the Cult of Light.

Wen Yuan checked all the records about the secret realm, and there was no mention of this matter, but earlier, he looked through the life of St. Paul and saw the relevant records.

Wen Yuan didn't care at first, did the Mystic Master need a reason to praise the Pope? It was difficult to determine whether it was true or not.

But now, combined with what Xiaomi said, he can be sure that this record is true, and that legendary pope has really left some brilliance in this corner of the world.

The power of a casual blow will not be dispersed after thousands of years, and the immortality understood by ordinary people is nothing more than that, right?

That's great......

Wen Yuan sighed, and a whim occurred in his heart.

Even if the degree of condensation is not as good as the ultimate prayer technique, but it is also a highly condensed holy light energy, perhaps, St. Paul's legacy can replenish the power of the prayer light ball in the mind?

As soon as such a conjecture was born, Wen Yuan couldn't sit still, and he couldn't wait to go there immediately to see it clearly.

It's a pity that the exit of the Labyrinth of the Ancient Gods is one-way, and it is impossible to enter again if you go out, otherwise...... Huh?

Wen Yuan looked at Xiaomi, and asked with a glittering gaze: "Xiaomi, my brother wants to go to Xiaoyang to have a look, but we still have to come back, can you do it?"

Xiaomi's eyes lit up, and she replied proudly: "Of course it's no problem!

But as soon as she finished speaking, her face changed, and she told Wen Yuan very nervously: "But, brother, don't move, we can only be below, if we go up, we will be beaten by a big monster, and we will die!"

Wen Yuan smiled and nodded, saying that all actions are under the command of Xiaomi, and the little girl took Wen Yuan's hand beautifully, raised her foot slightly, and took a step forward.

Wen Yuan's eyes changed instantly, and before his consciousness could react, the whole person was already led by Xiaomi and came to a wonderful space!

It was a real nothingness, no air, no starry sky, no direction, and even the hands of the two people holding each other had lost their real touch, like holding a ball of fire, or a ball of ice.

The whole world is only energy.

The ubiquitous energy, all kinds of colors, intertwined, flowing, expanding, annihilating.

If you look closely, there seems to be a source in the distance, where there is no real concept, and from where bright energy originates, meanders and flows, extending into the endless void.

Wen Yuan turned his head, Xiaomi seemed to be smiling, and the whole person turned into a mass of humanoid energy, three black, three white, and three green, which were distinct.

And Wen Yuan himself became the brightest light source nearby, a faint bright light radiating from him, illuminating a small piece of the void.

Around his body, small cracks were faintly visible, constantly generating and disillusioning, like a baby's mouth, sucking the pure energy that escaped.

Xiaomi stretched out his finger and pointed at it, and in the next moment, Wen Yuan saw a quiet and majestic light.

The light was completely different from Wen Yuan's own, but it was of the same kind, under its illumination, Wen Yuan felt cool, like a cool breeze in a hot summer, blowing people in high spirits and comfortable.

Inexplicably, Wen Yuan knew the name of this light, and muttered it.

Breaking the Light of Evil.

The signature of the legendary Pope's Divine Punishment St. Paul, the light of destruction that terrifies countless demons.

Illuminated by this holy light, the prayer light ball in Wen Yuan's mind was extremely active, and the single digits of the data panel began to flicker, and in a short time, it rose by 1 point.

After Wenyuan was sure that he could convert and supplement, he began to experience it carefully.

Now, he had seen three different kinds of Light.

The first is the energy of prayer, which is magnificent and full of life, but it seems to be mixed with something else, which cannot be said or felt, but it does not detract from its purity.

The second is the Holy Light Fighting Qi, which is exercised by himself, lively and kind, like an arm and a finger, blending with the body, weak but natural.

The third is the Holy Light of Destroying Evil, which is quiet and majestic, and its power is extremely restrained, but it makes people feel terrified at a glance. That kind of indomitable progress, as if it is no longer a simple energy, but a firm belief.

The three holy lights have obvious strengths and weaknesses, but Wen Yuan has a vague idea - they are not superior or inferior in essence, because the core is the same.

Wen Yuan realized that this was his chance, and his path to becoming a martial arts powerhouse was among them.

Perhaps, if we continue to pursue it, until the day when we can fully understand the three holy lights, we will be able to see this world clearly, right?

With such an understanding in his heart, Wen Yuan smiled with relief and shook Xiaomi's hand.

Xiaomi looked up, and was about to express something, but suddenly heard an evil, angry, and strange roar, coming from nothingness, and hitting the two people.

In addition to extreme disgust, Wen Yuan didn't have any special feelings, but Xiaomi was a little uncomfortable, opening her mouth to say something inaudible, and the emotions transmitted to Wen Yuan were a little scared, and there was an urgent feeling of wanting to leave.

Wen Yuan nodded, and saw that Xiaomi pulled him down, rushing towards the source of energy in the void.