Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 196: Rothko

A cloud of milky white light formed by the rich holy power of light enveloped Jian Chen's whole body. As the milky white light turned into traces of strange energy and continuously entered Jian Chen's body, the injuries on his body also continued to grow. Healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Since it is daytime now and the light holy power is special, Jian Chen is not afraid that the fact that he can control the light holy power will leak out. Even if someone approaches here during his healing period, he will sense it immediately. Thereby terminating the control over the holy power of light.

Now Jian Chen's spirit has been strengthened a lot compared to before, so when he controls the holy power of light, not only does the time increase a lot, but even the intensity of the holy power of light is stronger than before, so, This time, after nearly 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 spirit that has not yet recovered to the peak was almost overdrawn again, and Jian Chen couldn't raise his energy at all due to his drowsy head, wishing to fall asleep immediately.

Afterwards, Jian Chen began to regain his senses. One day and one night passed, and he didn't wake up until the next morning. However, Jian Chen didn't get out of bed, and was still lying on the bed to warm up.

After all, the middle-aged man who rescued him before has seen his injuries, and it has only been two days. If the middle-aged man knows that his injuries have healed, he will definitely expose himself. The identity of the Holy Master of Light, after all, no matter how good the medicine is, it is absolutely impossible to heal such a serious injury within two days. And Jian Chen doesn't want to reveal his identity as a Holy Master of Light yet, so he will try his best to keep his other identity a secret, unless he is forced to, otherwise, he will not reveal it easily.

Because he also knew very well in his heart that with the special status of Saint Master Guangming in Tianyuan Continent, once he was exposed, some troubles would be inevitable.

Lying on the bed, Jian Chen silently recovered the holy power in his body. For the past two days, his energy from the main medicine was spent on healing. Up to now, the holy power in his body is also empty. His light wind sword was also dimmed for a while.

Soon, it was already noon. At this time, Jian Chen could already clearly smell the scent of food coming in from outside the house.

"Crack!" 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 there.

Seeing Jian Chen lying on the bed with his eyes still tightly closed, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sighed slightly, and muttered to himself: "Oh, I've been in a coma for two days, and I haven't eaten for these two days, and my body You have suffered such a serious injury, if you go on like this, I really don’t know how long you can support it, but unfortunately, in this poor mountain village of ours, we can’t find any effective healing medicine.”

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 froze slightly, and immediately turned around to look at Jian Chen who was lying on the bed. Fen said happily: "Young man, you have finally woken up. If you are in a coma for a few days, I am worried that you will never wake up."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Jian Chen's face, and he said, "I'm sorry, I made Dashu so sad."

"It's okay, it's fine if you can 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, I'll get you some Go eat." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and walked out.

Soon, a middle-aged man brought in a bowl of hot rice and several dishes of fried meat, and said, "Our place is just a remote mountain village, and the best things are the ones we usually harvest from hunting in the mountains." Beast meat, now you are injured, so I specially made some meat for you so that you can take good care of your body."

"Thank you uncle!" Jian Chen slowly got up from the bed after saying that.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he hurriedly said: "Hey, don't move, you are injured, and it is easy to involve the wound." Then, he put the food in his hand on the side cabinet, and quickly walked over to hold the sword dust.

Jian Chen smiled slightly, and said: "Although I have suffered some injuries, after these two days of recuperation, my injuries have basically stabilized, and doing such a little movement will not hinder anything."

Seeing that Jian Chen sat up straight slowly like a normal person, the middle-aged man couldn't help showing a hint of envy in his eyes, and said: "Young man, your strength should be pretty good, right? In the past few days, I was able to sit up."

Hearing this, Jian Chen took a deep look at the middle-aged man, and said with a faint smile: "Uncle, it seems that you are not simple, you must have wandered in Tianyuan Continent once."

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

After being silent for a while, the middle-aged man said quietly: "Actually, more than ten years ago, I was also a mercenary with the strength of an intermediate saint teacher, and I followed some brothers who were born and died on the Tianyuan Continent. Once we encountered a group of robbers on the way to escort the goods, and my fate changed because of this."

"The bandits were very strong. After a hard fight, although we finally drove away the bandits, we paid a very heavy price, and my holy soldier was also killed by a strong man in that battle. Too many people who were stronger than me were destroyed. Although I didn't die, I also lost all my abilities and became a useless person. Finally, I came to this small mountain village to live a life of peace with the world. "

Hearing this, Jian Chen fell silent for a while. He could fully understand the mood of the middle-aged man. From a mercenary who traveled all over the Tianyuan Continent to a useless person who could not use force, this is a great deal for a former For a man with great power and great ambition, it is definitely a torture that is worse than death.

Next, while eating rice, Jian Chen chatted with the middle-aged man, and after talking, Jian Chen also knew the middle-aged man's name—Roscoe.

Roscoe is over forty years old this year. Ever since the Holy Soldier was broken and became a cripple, he came to this small village alone. It has been more than ten years, and he married another man who is not far from here. A girl from a village married her and gave birth to two children, a son and a daughter, both of whom turned ten years old this year.

Next, Jian Chen lived in Roscoe's house temporarily, but he didn't say that he had recovered from his injuries. He locked himself in the room all day long, using the excuse of recuperation to let Roscoe spend as little time as possible. Disturb yourself, and then sit cross-legged on the bed and continue refining the holy power in your body.

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

In a blink of an eye, Jian Chen has been living here for half a month. During this half month, Roscoe really respected Jian Chen's opinion, and he didn't bother Jian Chen when he was free. One day, I will deliver a meal for Jian Chen.