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The dean laughed and continued: "Changyang Xiangtian, you have been promoted to a saint now, right?"
Jian Chen nodded slightly and said: "Yes, we just successfully condensed the holy weapons."
"Then I don't know whether your current strength is an advanced saint or an intermediate saint." The dean said with a smile on his face. In his opinion, Jian Chen's current strength is at least an intermediate saint. After all, he saw it with his own eyes just now. The huge energy of heaven and earth was all absorbed by Jian Chen. Although he didn't know how Jian Chen digested such a huge amount of heaven and earth energy, he understood that after absorbing so much heaven and earth energy, Jian Chen's strength would definitely not stay at the elementary level.
As soon as he was promoted to a saint, he immediately jumped over the junior level and became at least an intermediate saint. When he thought of this, the dean couldn't help but feel happy. This time, he finally stepped out of Kargas College. A true genius.
"Dean, I just succeeded in condensing the holy weapons. Of course, my current strength is still at the elementary level." Jian Chen knew clearly in his heart that the dean at most thought that the huge energy of heaven and earth had been absorbed by him, so he was like this. Just ask.
"Junior!" Hearing this, not only the dean, but also the deputy dean Bai En, who was standing beside him without saying a word, was full of disbelief.
"How is it possible that after you have absorbed such a huge amount of energy from heaven and earth, how come your strength is still at a rudimentary level?" Vice President Bai En couldn't help but said. Even the dean was filled with doubts.
"I don't know either." A wry smile appeared on Jian Chen's face. He had no intention of telling anyone what happened in his dantian.
"Okay, since Changyang Xiangtian is fine, it's time for us to leave." The dean looked at Jian Chen and said: "Changyang Xiangtian, now that you have just been promoted to a saint, you should familiarize yourself with the use of the saint weapons. Let's do it." As soon as he finished speaking, the dean and the vice-dean left Jian Chen's room.
After leaving the dormitory, Vice Dean Bai En asked curiously: "Dean, Changyang Xiangtian has obviously absorbed such a huge amount of heaven and earth energy. How can his strength still stay at the level of a junior saint? It seems that It’s not common sense.”
Hearing this, the dean nodded slightly and said: "Well, it is indeed not in line with common sense. Maybe there is some secret in Changyang Xiangtian that we don't know. Otherwise, how could he activate the vitality of the heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles? This It is an impossible thing." After saying this, the dean paused for a moment, and then continued: "We don't need to speculate too much on this matter. From now on, as long as there is no big fuss about Changyang Xiangtian, We should not interfere too much in things, let them grow on their own. The path of genius is often walked by oneself. Without going through wind and rain, one can never truly grow up. Living too calmly will often make people fall. "
"Yes, Bai En understands." The vice-dean responded respectfully, and he felt clear in his heart that in order to cultivate a genius, their Kargas College was worth doing this.
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 stir in Tianyuan Continent. It seems that Changyang Mansion This time a genius really emerged. I hope he goes on smoothly, but he must not die young. Otherwise, this will be a loss for our Kingdom of Geshen. Alas, it is a pity that the ancestor of Changyang has disappeared. It has been a hundred years, if he is still alive, he may have succeeded."
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After the dean left, Jian Chen sat cross-legged on the bed again and once again observed the purple and green light spots that suddenly appeared in his dantian. Finally, he sighed helplessly. For this purple and green light spot, Jian Chen was completely I don't know why, but although these two colored spots of light are in his Dantian, they are completely beyond his control.
Sighing secretly, Jian Chen has decided not to care about them anymore, because it is a complete waste of time. Anyway, he has already died once and is able to see many things. In this life, except for the one that gave him his first taste of maternal love, Apart from Biyuntian, there was nothing worthy of his concern.
Jian Chen took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down. Then, with a thought in his right hand, a strong energy wave flashed, and a long sword as slender as a willow appeared in Jian Chen's right hand.
This long sword is very small, and the entire sword body 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 sword surface near the hilt, there is the word "Qingfeng".
The shape of this sword was completely forged by Jian Chen based on the sword he used in his previous life, and its name was the same as the sword he used in his previous life, called Light Wind Sword.
Jian Chen's swordsmanship pays special attention to the word "quick". The swordsmanship is light and agile, can change in thousands of ways, and it comes and goes without a trace like the breeze, making it impossible to catch, so it is called the light wind sword.
Holding the Light Wind Sword in his hand, Jian Chen couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face, especially the moment he held the Light Wind 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 one of his own arms. He can control it by himself without expending too much effort, and Jian Chen can clearly feel his "divine power". "It has been perfectly connected with the sword in his hand. The two seem to be one and the same, 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 the silver sword lightly.
"Ding!" Following a crisp sound, the Light Wind Sword made a crisp sound. It looked like the sword was made of fine iron.
Jian Chen happily stroked the sword body of the Light Wind Sword with his left hand. It looked like this sword was the one he loved most in his heart.
For a true swordsman, the love for the sword cannot be replaced by anything. The sword is their life and their soul. In the previous life, Jian Chen was such a person.
When Jian Chen summoned the Light Wind Sword, the holy weapon entrenched in his dantian also disappeared. At this moment, all the strength of his body was concentrated on the sword in his hand, and this sword could not only exert It produces powerful attack power, and 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 suddenly disappeared, and in his Dantian, a smaller version of the Light Wind Sword appeared again.
In the blink of an eye, two days have passed since Jian Chen was successfully promoted to a saint. During these two days, except for occasionally observing the purple and green light spots in his dantian, Jian Chen spent the rest of his time in the academy. I spent time in the library, hoping to find out the relevant information about my Dantian from the books, but unfortunately I found nothing in the end.
In the past two days, the news about Jian Chen's promotion to a saint was also reported in the academy, which immediately caused a stir again, because Jian Chen's promotion to a saint was so fast that Kargas Everyone in the academy knew that when Jian Chen first entered the school a few months ago, his strength was only at the eighth level of Saint Power. In just a few months, Jian Chen had broken through from 80% Saint Power to a Saint He is a saint. Such a fast cultivation speed makes everyone in Kargas College feel amazed. This speed has completely surpassed Cheng Mingxiang, who is known as a cultivation genius in Kargas College.
Far away from Kargas College, in a magnificent palace. A middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold robe is sitting in the study reading a book.
"Your Majesty the King, 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 was Cardson, the head of the Kingdom of Geshen.
As soon as the king finished speaking, the door to the study room was gently opened, and then a young man in black robes, who looked about thirty years old, walked in quickly from the outside. The king suddenly stopped when he was still thirty steps away, then knelt down on one knee and said in a respectful tone: "Your Majesty, your Majesty the King, this is the letter just sent by Lord Kaffir, the dean of Kargas College."
At first, His Majesty the King looked indifferent, but when he heard the name of Kaffirs, the dean of Kargas College, his face suddenly became solemn, and he slowly put the books in his hands on the table and said: "Send it over quickly."
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Standing next to the king, a personal guard in armor responded respectfully, then immediately took the envelope from the messenger's hand, held it in his hand and checked it carefully, and made sure there was nothing wrong with it. Then he stepped forward and handed it to His Majesty the King.
His Majesty the King took the letter and immediately opened it and read it. Immediately, a smile gradually appeared on his calm face, and he murmured: "This Changyang Xiangtian is indeed a genius. Not only is he an eighth-level saint, He can defeat the saint with the power of ten levels of saints. He can defeat the intermediate saint with the power of ten levels of saints. He has successfully condensed the saint weapons and become a saint at the age of fifteen. He is indeed a prodigy in the sky. No wonder he can get the emperor's uncle. With such praise, with the emperor's eyesight, there is no problem in seeing people. Since the emperor recommends Changyang Xiangtian so much, then I should do something."
"Behind Changyang Xiangtian is Changyang Mansion, and even the fourth young master of Changyang Mansion. It seems impossible to control him. In this case, we can only try our best to win over him. Although 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, which is enough for me to do this. In this case, so be it." After saying this, His Majesty the King seemed to have decided something, and immediately said: "If you come, I will wait for you with pen and ink."
Soon, the attendant prepared the pen and ink. His Majesty the King picked up the pen and began to write. Finally, he carefully picked up the written words, read them, slowly folded them and left the study. .
His Majesty the King held the written scroll in one hand and was escorted by a team of personal guards. He passed through many palaces in 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 in his fifties or sixties came out of a room in the courtyard. He looked at His Majesty the King with a dull gaze and said with a smile: "It turns out to be His Majesty the King. Please come inside quickly."
His Majesty the King came to the old man without entering the room. He handed the scroll of paper to the old man and solemnly said in a consultative tone: "Senior Ye Ming, I have an important letter here that needs to be delivered personally by Senior Ye Ming." Go to Changyang Mansion in Luoer City."
Hearing this, the old man's face became slightly serious. He reached out to take the scroll from His Majesty the King's hand and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will definitely deliver the letter." The old man knew clearly in his heart that since he needed to personally escort the letter, then this letter Letters are certainly not that simple.
The moment he sent the letter in his hand, His Majesty the King sighed secretly and thought to himself: "Yueer, for the development of the kingdom and the future of the kingdom, my father has to sacrifice you."
