"Hahaha, it turns out that this is the case, it's a bit interesting, hahaha..."
Listening to Long Chen's gradually letting go of his laughter, Jia'er was also startled. She timidly pulled on the boy's clothes.
"Brother Long, are you okay?" Jia'er summoned up her courage and apologized, "I'm sorry for Brother Long. I didn't expect this situation to happen."
"After successfully casting a soul with a heaven-level mysterious soul weapon, you can be downgraded to the peak of the mysterious level. This is also the first time I have encountered one."
Hearing the sound, Long Chen's laughter subsided and he looked at Jia'er who was as obedient as a kitten beside him. He laughed and said, "Look at Jia'er!"
Long Chen stood up, still holding the ancient magic pen in his hand, with a touch of mysterious power injected into it.
Immediately afterwards, like magic, in the next moment, under Jia'er's exclaimed gaze, a scene that she could not imagine at all happened.
I saw that the Ancient Magic Brush, which was originally downgraded to the peak level of Xuan level, gradually returned to the low level of Heaven level under Long Chen's deliberate control.
Then, under the control of Long Chen's profound energy, he once again recovered from the low level of the heavenly level to the peak of the mysterious level!
Of course, during this switching process, Long Chen almost felt that the profound energy in his body was being drained, and he almost lost his balance.
Long Chen finally understood.
My own profound energy level is not high enough, even holding a heaven-level mysterious soul weapon is a problem.
This should be because Gu Shenbi was willing to downgrade to the peak level of Xuan level in order to protect him. After all, Long Chen was only in the creation realm now.
After the subsequent level of profound energy grows, Long Chen can gradually adapt and use stronger levels of ancient magic pens!
Seeing such a magical scene, Jia'er finally understood.
Although she didn't know the principle, she knew that she had not failed.
Jia'er stood up, looked at the thin young man in a long black trench coat with his back to him, and said in surprise: "Brother Long, congratulations on getting a stronger mysterious soul weapon."
Hearing the sound, Long Chen turned around and looked at the elf girl who was smiling happily with her little hands behind her back. He nodded slightly and bowed slightly in a very gentlemanly manner.
"Thank you Jia'er, Long Chen will remember this kindness!"
Yes, for him, Jia'er has done him a big favor, and Long Chen will never forget this kindness no matter what.
If one day she is in need, she will come to support her no matter where she is in the world.
Seeing that Long Chen was so serious about the standard elf aristocratic etiquette, Jia'er also responded in a panic and shyly said: "Brother Long, you don't have to be like this."
"We are... friends, aren't we..." After saying this, Jia'er's voice was inaudible.
In response, Long Chen nodded with a smile and said, "That's right! Good friends for life!"
Hearing this, Jia'er gritted her teeth. She was shy and timid inside. She actually wanted to express her true thoughts, but she was always unsure and lacked the confidence.
There was something she wanted to say, but she didn't dare to say it.
Seeing Jia'er's little hands pinching each other and biting her lips, Long Chen, although he didn't know what the other person was thinking, thought that the other person was still blaming himself, so he walked over with a smile.
Long Chen took back the ancient magic pen and looked at Jia'er, who was only as tall as his shoulders. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the other person's head with a smile, speaking with sincerity.
"You have done a great job. You are such an excellent elf, why are you always so timid and unconfident?"
"You must know that you are an invincible strong man in Nirvana. Looking at the mainland, you are also good enough."
"Now that you have the aura of a heaven-level blacksmith, who dares to look down on you?"
Hearing the sound, Jia'er Linglong's delicate body trembled slightly. She shook her lips and murmured: "Brother Long, you don't understand the past. You don't know that I am actually... very useless."
"From childhood to now, I have had more resources than my two sisters, so I have managed to reach the same height as them."
"Jia'er's talent is very weak, extremely weak. If it weren't for the love of the two sisters, I'm afraid..."
After hearing this, Long Chen knew in his heart that everyone has an unspeakable past, and he grinned.
"Don't always care about the past. Let the past go. Look forward and look toward the future."
"Let me tell you, I was just born into this world and almost died right after I was born."
"Don't blame yourself for the past, look forward to the future, work hard to live, and create miracles."
"Believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to create miracles, just like I always convince myself that I can create miracles, hahaha..."
Listening to Long Chen's words, Jia'er pursed her lips. These words might be of some use to her.
The elf girl raised her head slightly, looking at the young man's serious, determined and confident face, her heart was racing like a deer.
Long Chen didn't care about the other person's expression, but turned his eyes, turned to look out the window, and said seriously: "One day, I can also create miracles and stand on the top of the world."
This sentence may sound very ridiculous to outsiders, thinking that Long Chen is ignorant and blindly confident.
But in Jia'er's view, this seemingly young demon boy might... really be able to create miracles and legends.
"Brother Long, it's definitely possible!" Jia'er nodded happily.
Long Chen turned around and showed a gentle smile in the sunshine. He had a subconscious tenderness towards everyone.
A young man with a gentle smile will definitely have good luck!
The next second, Long Chen seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "By the way, Jia'er, help me take a look at this."
"I got this thing accidentally. With my current ability, I can't touch it for too long, otherwise I will die."
Hearing Long Chen's words suddenly became serious and solemn, Rao Shijia'er also entered a serious state. She couldn't help but ask, holding her little hands behind her back: "What is it?"
I saw Long Chen present a vicious box in front of Jia'er from the system space.
"This is..." Jia'er felt the terrifying hostility permeating the box, and was slightly startled in her heart. She couldn't help but want to open the box.
Buzz!
The moment Jia'er opened the box, a wave of extremely violent negative energy spread out like a blood-burning demon.
After Jia'er saw the blood magic stone inside clearly, she exclaimed and quickly closed the box.
"Brother Long, this is the blood magic stone! Where did you get it? This thing is quite precious!" Jia'er said in surprise.
After saying this, she subconsciously looked around and found that no one was paying attention, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In response, Long Chen nodded slightly and said with a wry smile: "I got this blood magic stone by chance. It is said that it can forge a powerful mysterious soul weapon, so..."
Jia'er understood what the other party meant. She also agreed with forging the blood magic stone into a mysterious soul weapon, but she also became confused.
"Brother Long, this thing is full of violence and demonic energy. There are very few people who can control it."
"Furthermore, the blood demon stone is the flesh and blood of the natural disaster clan. Looking at this stone, it is obviously not the flesh and blood of the ordinary natural disaster clan. It is a mysterious soul weapon forged, I'm afraid..."
