Chaotic Sword God

Chapter Fifty-Five The King's Reflection

The dean chuckled and continued: "Changyang Xiangtian, you have been promoted to a saint now."

Jian Chen nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, I just successfully condensed the Holy Weapon."

"I don't know if your current strength is at the advanced saint level or the middle level." The dean smiled. In his opinion, Jian Chen's current strength is at least at the middle level saint. All the vitality of the world was absorbed by Jian Chen. Although he didn't know what method Jian Chen used to digest such a huge energy of heaven and earth, but he understood that after absorbing so much energy of heaven and earth, Jian Chen's strength would definitely not stay at the elementary level.

As soon as he was promoted to a saint, he directly passed the primary level and became an existence of at least an intermediate saint. When he thought of this, the dean couldn't help but feel happy. This time, he finally walked out of the Kargas Academy. A true genius.

"Dean, I just successfully condensed the holy weapon, and my current strength is of course still at the elementary level." Jian Chen knew in his heart that at most the dean thought that the huge energy of heaven and earth just now had been absorbed by him, and that's why he was so powerful. ask.

"Junior!" Hearing this, not only the dean, but even the vice-president Bai En, who was standing beside him, couldn't believe it.

"How is it possible, you have absorbed such a huge energy of heaven and earth, why is your strength still at the elementary level?" Vice President Bai En couldn't help but said. Even the dean was full of doubts.

"I don't know either." There was a wry smile on Jian Chen's face, he didn't intend to tell what happened in his dantian.

"Okay, since Changyang Xiangtian is fine, then we should leave." The dean looked at Jian Chen and said, "Changyang Xiangtian, now that you have just been promoted to a saint, you should get acquainted with the use of holy weapons Let's go." As soon as the words were finished, the dean and the deputy dean left Jian Chen's room.

After leaving the dormitory, the deputy dean Bai En asked curiously: "Master Dean, Changyang Xiangtian has absorbed such a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality, how could his strength still stay at the level of a junior saint? It doesn't make sense."

Hearing this, the dean nodded slightly, and said: "Well, it is indeed unreasonable, maybe there is some secret about Changyang Xiangtian that we don't know, otherwise, how could he arouse the vitality of heaven and earth in a radius of more than ten miles? This is an impossible thing." Speaking of this, the dean paused for a moment, and then continued: "Let's not speculate about this matter too much. In the future, as long as there is no big trouble about Changyang Xiangtian Let's not interfere too much with things, let him grow by himself. The path of a genius is often walked out by himself. Without going through wind and rain, he will never be able to truly grow up. Living too peacefully will often make people fall. "

"Yes, Bai En understands." The vice-principal replied respectfully, and he was clear in his heart that in order to cultivate a genius, their Kargas Academy is worth doing.

The dean looked at the blue sky, and murmured: "Changyang Xiangtian seems to be only fifteen years old this year, a fifteen-year-old saint, this can cause a commotion in Tianyuan Continent, it seems that Changyang Mansion This time, a genius really came out, I hope he will go on smoothly, but he must not die young, otherwise, this will be a loss for my Gesun Kingdom. Alas, it is a pity that the ancestor of Changyang has disappeared It has been a hundred years, if he is still alive, he probably has succeeded."

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After the dean left, Jian Chen sat cross-legged on the bed again, observed the one purple and one blue light spot that suddenly appeared in the lower dantian, and finally sighed helplessly. I don't know what's going on, although the two colored light spots are in his dantian, they are completely out of his control.

With a secret sigh, Jian Chen has decided not to bother with them anymore, because it is a waste of time, anyway, he has already died once, and he can see many things. Apart from Biyuntian, there was nothing else worthy of his concern.

Jian Chen took a few deep breaths and calmed down slowly. Then, with a thought in his right hand, a strong energy fluctuation flashed, and a long sword as long as a willow appeared in Jian Chen's right hand.

This long sword is very small, and the entire body of the sword is silvery white, like a mirror, which can clearly reflect the surrounding scenery.

This sword is four feet long and two fingers wide, and on the surface of the sword near the hilt, there is the word "light wind".

The shape of this sword was entirely cast by Jian Chen according to the sword he used in his previous life, and the name was the same as the sword he used in his previous life, named—— Light Wind Sword.

Jian Chen's swordsmanship pays special attention to a fast word, the swordsmanship is light and agile, can change thousands of times, and like a breeze, it comes and goes without a trace, making it impossible for people to catch it, so it is called - Light Wind Sword.

Holding the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, Jian Chen couldn't help showing a smile on his face, especially the moment he held the Qingfeng Sword, the familiar feeling seemed to bring him back to his previous life.

But the only difference is that at this moment, Jian Chen feels that the sword in his hand is like an arm of his own. To control it by himself does not need to expend too much effort, and Jian Chen still clearly feels his "spiritual power." "It has been perfectly connected with the sword in his hand, the two seem to be one, no longer separated from each other, this is a feeling he has never had in his previous life.

Jian Chen stretched out his fingers and flicked lightly on the silver bright sword.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, Qingfeng Sword made a crisp sound. It seemed that this sword was forged from refined iron.

Filled with joy, Jian Chen stroked Qingfengjian's body lightly with his left hand, looking at it, as if this sword was someone he loved the most in his heart.

For a true swordsman, nothing can replace their love for the sword. The sword is their life and their soul. In his previous life, Jian Chen was such a person.

When Jian Chen summoned the Light Wind Sword, the holy weapon entrenched in his dantian disappeared. At this moment, all the power in his body was concentrated on this sword in his hand, and this sword can not only exert It has a powerful attack power, and it is also the source of Jian Chen's power. It will take over Jian Chen's dantian and continuously supply the energy he needs.

With a thought in Jian Chen's mind, the Light Wind Sword in his hand disappeared immediately, and in his dantian, a reduced version of the Light Wind Sword appeared again.

In the twinkling of an eye, two days have passed since Jian Chen was successfully promoted to the rank of saint. During these two days, Jian Chen spent the rest of the time in the academy except occasionally observing the purple and blue spots in his dantian. I spent time in the library, with the idea of ​​giving it a try, hoping to find out about my dantian from the books, but unfortunately, I found nothing in the end.

And in the past two days, news of Jian Chen's advancement to the rank of saint also spread in the academy, which immediately caused another disturbance, because Jian Chen's advancement to the rank of saint was really too fast. Kargas Everyone in the academy knew that when Jian Chen first entered school a few months ago, his strength was only at the eighth level of Saint Power, but in just a few months, Jian Chen had broken through from 80% Saint Power to a Holy one, such a fast cultivation speed has amazed everyone in the Kargas Academy. This speed has completely surpassed Cheng Mingxiang, who is known as a cultivation genius in the Kargas Academy.

In a place far away from Kargath Academy, in a resplendent palace. A middle-aged man in a purple-gold robe was sitting in the study reading a book.

"Your Majesty, there is a messenger asking to see you." At this moment, a deep and respectful voice sounded from outside the door.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man slowly moved his eyes away from the book, looked in the direction of the door, and said in a calm tone: "Come in." This middle-aged man is the lord of the Kingdom of Gesun—Kade Mori.

As soon as the king finished speaking, the door of the study room was gently opened, and then a young man wearing a black robe who looked about 30 years old walked in quickly from the outside. When the king was still thirty steps away, he suddenly stopped, then knelt down on one knee, and said in a respectful tone: "Your Majesty the King, this is a letter just sent by Mr. Kafir, the dean of Kargath Academy."

At first, His Majesty the King looked indifferent, but when he heard the name of Kafir Shi, the dean of Kargas College, his face suddenly became serious, and he slowly put the books in his hand on the table, saying: "Submit it quickly."

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Standing beside the king, a bodyguard in armor replied respectfully, then immediately took the envelope from the messenger, held it in his hand and checked it carefully, and confirmed that there was no problem Then he stepped forward and handed it to His Majesty the King.

His Majesty the King opened it immediately after receiving the letter, and then, a smile gradually appeared on that calm face, and he murmured: "This Changyang Xiangtian is indeed a genius, not only with the power of the eighth-level saint You can defeat a saint with strength, defeat a middle-level saint with the power of ten layers of saints, and successfully condense a saint soldier to become a saint at the age of fifteen. With such praise, with the uncle’s eyesight, there is no problem in judging people, since the uncle has recommended Changyang Xiangtian so much, then I should do something.”

"Behind Changyang Xiangtian is the Changyang Mansion, and even the fourth young master of the Changyang Mansion. It seems impossible to control him. If this is the case, then we have to try our best to win him over. Although the Changyang Mansion has been silent for decades, But the heritage of their family is still there, and their strength is still not to be underestimated, enough for me to do this, if so, then so be it.” Speaking of this, His Majesty the King seemed to have decided something, and immediately said: “Come here, I will serve you with pen and ink.”

Soon, the attendants prepared the pen and ink, and His Majesty the King picked up the pen and began to write. Finally, he picked up the written word carefully and read it, folded it slowly and left the study .

His Majesty the King held the written scroll in his hand and was escorted by a team of personal guards. He passed through many halls in the palace, and finally entered a courtyard with a beautiful environment.

Just as His Majesty the King stepped into the courtyard, an old man who looked fifty or sixty years old came out of a room in the courtyard, looked at His Majesty the King calmly, and said with a smile: "So it is His Majesty the King, Come inside, please."

His Majesty the King came to the old man, did not enter the house, handed the paper roll in his hand to the old man, and said solemnly in a discussing tone: "Senior Ye Ming, I have an important letter here that needs to be delivered by Senior Ye Ming. Go to Changyang Mansion in Luoer City."

Hearing this, the old man's face became slightly serious, and he reached out to take the scroll in His Majesty's hand, and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely deliver the letter." Letters are certainly not that simple.

At the moment when the letter in his hand was sent out, His Majesty the King sighed secretly, and thought to himself: "Yue'er, for the development of the kingdom, for the future of the kingdom, my father has no choice but to sacrifice you."