Chapter 55: The King's Reflection
The dean smiled and continued, "Changyang Xiangtian, you have now been promoted to a sage. β
Jian Chen nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I just managed to condense the holy soldiers. β
"Then I don't know if your current strength is at the advanced or intermediate level of the Sage. The dean smiled, in his opinion, Jian Chen's current strength was at least at the Intermediate Sage, after all, he had seen with his own eyes that all the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi just now had been absorbed by Jian Chen. Although he didn't know how Dao Jian Chen's method was to digest such a huge amount of Heaven and Earth Qi, he understood that after absorbing so much Heaven and Earth Qi, Jian Chen's strength would definitely not stay at the primary realm.
As soon as he was promoted to a sage, he directly crossed the primary level and became an existence that was at least an intermediate sage, and when he thought of this, the dean's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, this time, he finally walked out of a real genius in the Kargas Academy.
"Dean, I have just succeeded in condensing the Holy Soldier, and my current strength is of course still at the beginning. Jian Chen knew in his heart that the dean at most thought that the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi just now had been absorbed by himself, so he asked such a question.
"Elementary!" Hearing this, not only the dean, but even the vice dean Bai En, who was standing next to him without saying a word, was full of disbelief.
"How is it possible, you have absorbed such a huge amount of Heaven and Earth Qi, how can your strength still stay at the primary level?" Vice Dean Bai En couldn't help but speak. Even the dean felt his head full of doubts.
"I don't know what to do. Jian Chen showed a wry smile on his face, he didn't plan to say what happened in his dantian.
"Okay, since Changyang Xiangtian has nothing to do, then we should also leave. The dean looked at Jian Chen and said, "Changyang Xiangtian, now that you have just been promoted to a sage, let's familiarize yourself with the use of holy soldiers." As soon as he finished speaking, the dean and vice dean left Jian Chen's room.
After leaving the dormitory building, Vice Dean Bai En asked with curiosity on his face: "Lord Dean, Changyang Xiangtian has obviously absorbed such a huge amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, how can his strength still stay in the realm of a Junior Sage, this doesn't seem to be in line with common sense." β
Hearing this, the dean nodded slightly, and said: "Well, it is indeed unreasonable, maybe there is some secret in Changyang Xiangtian that we don't know about the Dao, otherwise, how could he attract the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi within a radius of more than ten miles, this is an impossible thing." Speaking of this, the dean paused, and then continued: "We don't have to speculate much about this matter, in the future, about Changyang Xiangtian, as long as we don't make too much trouble, we don't interfere more, let him grow up by himself, the road of genius is often walked out by himself, without going through wind and rain, he will never be able to really grow up, too peaceful days will often make people fall." β
"Yes, Bai En understands. The Vice Dean replied respectfully, and his heart was clear, in order to cultivate a genius, their Kargas Academy deserves this.
The dean looked at the blue sky and muttered: "Changyang Xiangtian seems to be only fifteen years old this year, a fifteen-year-old sage, this can cause some alarm on the Tianyuan Continent, it seems that Changyang Mansion has really produced a genius this time, I hope he will go on smoothly, but he must not die young, otherwise, this is the loss of my Gesen Kingdom, hey, it is a pity that Changyang Ancestor has disappeared for a hundred years, if he is still alive, it is estimated that he has succeeded." β
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After the dean left, Jian Chen crossed his knees on the bed again, and once again observed the two colors of light that suddenly appeared in the lower dantian, one purple and one blue, and sighed helplessly, for this purple and blue two points of light, Jian Chen didn't know what was going on with the Dao, although these two points of light were in his dantian, they were completely beyond his control.
Sighing secretly, Jian Chen had already decided not to care about them anymore, because this was completely time-consuming, anyway, he was already a person who had died once, and he could see many things, except for Bi Yuntian, who gave him his first taste of mother's love, there was nothing worth caring about in this life.
Jian Chen took a few deep breaths, slowly calmed down, and then deep in his right hand, his mind moved, and with a strong energy fluctuation flashed, he saw a slender long sword like a willow appear in Jian Chen's right hand.
This long sword is very small, and the entire sword body is silver-white, like a mirror, which can clearly reflect the surrounding scenery.
The sword was four feet long and two fingers wide, and on the face of the sword, near the hilt, there was the word "light wind".
The shape of this sword is completely forged by Jian Chen, based on the sword he used in his previous life, and the name is the same as the sword used in his previous life, which is called the Sword of Light Wind.
Jianchen's swordsmanship pays special attention to a fast word, the swordsmanship is light and smart, can change thousands of times, and it is like a breeze that comes and goes without a trace, so people can't catch it, so the name is called - Light Wind Sword.
Holding the Light Wind Sword in his hand, Jian Chen's face couldn't help but show a smile, especially the moment he held the Light Wind Sword, the familiar feeling seemed to make him return to his previous life.
But the only difference is that at this moment, Jian Chen feels that the sword in his hand is like one of his own arms, and he doesn't need to spend too much effort to control it himself, and Jian Chen also clearly feels that his "god" has been perfectly linked to the sword in his hand, and the two seem to be one and the same, no longer separate from each other, which is a feeling he has never had in his previous life.
Jian Chen stretched out his fingers and flicked lightly on the silver sword.
"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the Light Wind Sword made a crisp sound, and it looked more like the sword was made of refined iron.
Jian Chen happily stroked the sword body of the Light Wind Sword with his left hand, looking like this, as if this sword was the person he loved the most.
For a true swordsman, the love for the sword is irreplaceable by anything, the sword is their life, it is their soul, in the previous life, Jian Chen was such a person.
When Jian Chen's summoning the Light Wind Sword, the holy soldier entrenched in the dantian also disappeared, at this moment, all the strength of his body was condensed on the sword in his hand, and this sword can not only exert a powerful attack power, but also the source of Jian Chen's strength, it will take over Jian Chen's dantian, and continuously supply the energy he needs.
Jian Chen's mind moved, and the Light Wind Sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and in his dantian, a miniature version of the Light Wind Sword appeared again.
In the blink of an eye, two days have passed since Jian Chen's successful promotion to a sage, and in these two days, Jian Chen, except for occasionally observing the purple and blue light spots in the dantian, spent the rest of his time in the academy library, hoping to find out the relevant situation in his dantian from the group book, but unfortunately he found nothing in the end.
And in the past two days, the matter of Jian Chen's promotion to a saint has also spread in the academy, and it suddenly set off a wave again, because Jian Chen's strength to promote to a saint is too fast, everyone in the Kargas Academy knows that when Jian Chen's first enrollment a few months ago, his strength was only at the eighth layer of the Holy Power, and in just a few months, Jian Chen's strength has broken through from the power of the Eight Saints to a saint, such a fast cultivation speed has made everyone in the Kargas Academy feel amazed, this speed has completely surpassed Cheng Mingxiang, who is known as a cultivation genius in the Kargas Academyγ
Far away from the College of Calgas, in a splendid royal palace. A middle-aged man in a purple and gold robe was sitting in his study reading a book.
"Your Majesty, a messenger asks to see you. At that moment, a deep, respectful voice rang out from outside the door.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes slowly moved away from the book, looked at the direction of the door, and said in a light tone: "Come in." "This middle-aged man is none other than the head of a country in the Kingdom of Gesen, Cardson.
As soon as the king finished speaking, the door of the study was gently opened, and then a young man dressed in a black robe, who looked to be about thirty years old, walked in briskly from the outside, and when he was still thirty paces away from the king sitting in the study, he suddenly stopped, and then knelt down on one knee, and said in a respectful tone: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this is the letter from Master Kafir, the director of the Kargas Academy. β
At first, His Majesty the King didn't care about it, but when he heard the name of Kafir, the dean of Kargas Academy, his face suddenly became solemn, and he slowly put the book in his hand on the table, and said, "Present it quickly." β
"Yes, Your Majesty!" replied a personal guard in armor, standing beside the king, and then immediately took the envelope from the messenger's hand, examined it carefully, and when he was sure that there was no problem, he stepped forward and handed it to His Majesty.
His Majesty the King took the letter and immediately opened it and read it, and then, a smile gradually appeared on his calm face, and he murmured: " This Changyang Xiangtian is really a genius in the sky, not only can he defeat the saint with the power of the eighth-layer saint, and the middle-level saint can defeat the middle-level saint with the power of the ten-layer saint, but he has successfully condensed the saint soldier to become a saint at the age of fifteen, and he can indeed support the genius of the sky, no wonder he can get such praise from the emperor's uncle, with the emperor's eyesight, there is naturally no problem in seeing people, since the emperor's uncle recommends Changyang Xiangtian so much, then I should also do something. β
"Behind Changyang Xiangtian is Changyang Mansion, and it is the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion, it seems that it is impossible to control him, since this is the case, then the only way to try to win him over, although Changyang Mansion has been silent for decades, but the heritage in their family is still there, and their strength is still not to be underestimated, which is enough for me to do, since this is the case, then so be it." Speaking of this, His Majesty the King seemed to have decided something, and immediately said: "Come here, pen and ink are waiting." β
Soon, the attendant prepared the pen and ink, and His Majesty the King picked up the pen and began to write, and finally carefully picked up the written words and read them, slowly folded them and left the study.
His Majesty the King, with a scroll of paper written in his hand, and escorted by a team of personal guards, walked through the palace, and finally entered a beautiful courtyard.
Just as His Majesty the King stepped into the courtyard, an old man who looked to be fifty or sixty years old walked out of a room in the courtyard, looked at His Majesty the King with a flat gaze, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be His Majesty the King, please come inside." β
His Majesty the King came down to the old man, did not enter the house, handed the scroll of paper in his hand to the old man, and said solemnly in a consultative tone: "Senior Ye Ming, I have an important letter here that needs to be sent by Senior Ye Ming to the Changyang Mansion in Luoer City. β
Hearing this, the old man's face became slightly serious, and he reached out to take the scroll of paper in the hand of His Majesty the King, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely deliver the letter." The old man knew in his heart that since he needed a letter that he personally escorted, this letter must not be so simple.
At the moment when the letter in his hand was sent, His Majesty the King sighed secretly in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "Yue'er, for the development of the kingdom and the future of the kingdom, my father has to sacrifice you." β