The holy light once again enveloped the Blue Silver Forest, but the thunder was heavy and the rain was light. Together, Qian Renxue alone could not mobilize the momentum of the Angel Realm.
Moreover, not everyone can successfully overcome the will to die and realize the second awakening of the martial soul. Only about one-third of the people have succeeded, and the people behind seem to be still "brewing" or have been completely defeated. defeat.
"Without wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow? Two months of training is enough to transform you, and all that's left is just an opportunity."
Sensing that the time had come to win over people's hearts, Si Ren immediately began to use hindsight and stood up to explain the truth:
"You are inherently deficient. Even if you are reshaped by a higher-level power, you will still be difficult to become a great talent. You can only experience a life-and-death crisis and have an epiphany in a desperate situation on the verge of death. You can completely master that higher-level power and transform it. Only when you work for your own things can you truly transform yourself, jump over the dragon's gate, and soar into the sky!"
A group of people looked at each other, and their eyes turned twice between the "dead body" still lying down and Ye Lingling, who was always ready. Gradually, he came to understand that Si Ren didn't really want to kill them.
However, the memory of being picked up and stabbed by Si Ren lingered in their minds, making them unable to let go quickly.
Si Ren didn't care either, but he just approached the boy who had reached level nine and asked softly: "What's your name?"
"Zhang...Zhang Wenyi." The child was obviously frightened out of his psychological shadow. Seeing Si Ren step forward, he took two steps back before timidly speaking.
"You are the best among this group of people. Awakening your martial soul for the second time and reaching the ninth level directly means that you have the possibility of becoming a titled Douluo in the future. It also means that you can enter the Elder's House of our Spirit Hall and become a Douluo." Those dozens of people at the top of the Luo Continent are unparalleled among the gods!" Si Ren kept talking and continued to deceive.
A ninth-level Xiantian might not be able to break through the Titled Douluo, not to mention that Zhang Wenyi is already in his teens, and the optimal age for cultivation is nearly ten years shorter than others.
And if Zhang Wenyi can really break through the Titled Douluo casually...
Starting from today, within the next hundred years, Titled Douluo will be worthless!
Especially the Titled Douluo of the Holy Light Blue Silver King Martial Spirit is extremely worthless!
But Zhang Wenyi obviously didn't expect this. At this moment, when Si Ren pointed out a brilliant road, everyone was dumbfounded and didn't know how to react.
No wonder Zhang Wenyi couldn't bear it, he was a Titled Douluo after all, and the emperor of a country must give him ample courtesy. Except for the old village chief Jack, no one could scold a Titled Douluo at will!
When this news spread back to the hometown, another family tree was opened! All the place names have to be changed!
After casually calming everyone's emotions, Si Ren continued to wait for the remaining people.
Either they couldn't defeat the will of death as quickly as Zhang Wenyi, or Zhang Wenyi's aura of the Holy Light Blue Silver King couldn't bring him away.
It was getting late, and when the sun set, forty-seven of the one hundred people finally succeeded. In addition to Zhang Wenyi who reached level nine, there was also a man named Zhao Yufei who reached level eight.
The remaining fifty-three are still unconscious, and the specific situation is unclear.
Si Ren cleared away his intention to die one by one and ordered Ye Lingling to cure them, but he didn't take them seriously.
The Noumenon Sect has a mature system, but the success rate is still not high. It is an unexpected surprise that this group of Holy Light Blue Silver Grass can use tricks to achieve a success rate of nearly half.
In Si Ren's mind, as long as he can succeed in ten, it will be considered a good thing.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, will they... die?" Zhang Wenyi looked at these companions, feeling a little sad in his heart.
"It's not like death, but it's also impossible to break the hierarchy. They are no different from those street guys with first-level innate soul power. They can only go home with a hundred gold soul coins." Si Ren also showed a hint of sadness and sighed. :
"But at least it has soul power. Holy Light Blue Silver Grass is completely different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass. It can be made into feed for pigs, chickens, ducks and geese, and because it is mixed with soul power, the livestock raised It will definitely be much fatter."
"Perhaps, this kind of meat can be used as a lower-grade substitute for soul beast meat, and it can be sold at a pretty good price... It's not a waste of time!"
Zhang Wenyi nodded silently.
The next day, the fifty-three losers left the Blue Silver Forest after a night's rest.
They will return to their hometown, bring a hundred gold soul coins, and tell their dream-like experiences to people from all over the country. The tone may be regretful or envious, but no matter which one it is, it will make more people laugh. Many "Waste Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass" yearn for it.
At the same time, the Holy Light Blue Silver Grass with the sacred aura will also become an evolutionary route for ordinary Blue Silver Grass. When they practice hard, the sacred aura will form radiation and affect the surrounding Blue Silver Grass...
Well, in a sense, it’s no different than a virus.
Returning to the Blue Silver Forest, the forty-seven successful people sat cross-legged and began to learn the simplified meditation method of the angel lineage.
Until this moment, they were truly "taken seriously" and were regarded as members of Wuhun Palace, rather than weeds on the roadside.
As for why it is a simplified meditation method...
Frankly speaking, the meditation method inherited by the Seraph Martial Spirit was inherited from the Angel God. When ordinary people read it, they would only feel that they were reading a heavenly book. They knew every word and could not understand it anyway.
Qianjia also relies on the super high compatibility of martial arts to cultivate smoothly.
In fact, it was quite difficult for this group of people to practice the simplified techniques - Qian Renxue directly handed over this matter to Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu was too lazy to care at first, but when he thought that they were all followers of the Angel God, it was still a good thing, so he could only hold his nose and admit it.
Soon, the second batch of one hundred people also walked into the Blue Silver Forest. They would repeat the experience of the previous group, but this time their opponents changed from Blue Silver Grass to those with the second awakening of the martial soul. "Seniors".
Zhang Wenyi, a talent who reached level nine, was the first to break through level ten, and was given a "Holy Light Shining" soul skill by the Blue Silver King.
This is the "shining form" that is more suitable for Bluesilver Grass, but the effect that can be shared has not changed.
The second soul skill was determined to be "Holy Light Shines", which was also derived from Qian Renxue's "Sunshine Shine" and was also an amplified soul skill.
Si Ren vaguely saw the rise of a group of blue silver holy knights, and felt that the angel god could abdicate.
I hope the angel god will not be ignorant of good and evil.
Qian Renxue was both happy and a little scared - Si Ren was busy thinking about it, but Qian Renxue enjoyed the final victory.
There was both the pleasure of breaking into Si Ren's corner and the condemnation of his conscience.
It would be fine if it were anyone else, but it was Si Ren who Qian Renxue cared about the most.
So, Qian Renxue found Si Ren, lay on his back, whispered into his ear: "They have all become my subordinates. You have worked so hard, but in the end you have achieved nothing. Aren't you a little frustrated?"
"If so, then I don't want these men."
Anyway, you are enough... Qian Renxue added in her heart.
Si Ren smiled, turned around and held Qian Renxue's face, feeling the delicate skin that was far better than silk, and said nonchalantly: "What do you mean it's mine? I can't use your men anymore?"
"As for the harvest..." Si Ren recalled Qian Renxue's beautiful smile that day in a daze, and his rationality was knocked down by the fist of his love brain. He couldn't help but reveal his true feelings: "It can make Xiaoxue happy, isn't it? My biggest achievement?”
Qian Renxue stared at Si Ren. She didn't find even a trace of unwillingness. She only saw Si Ren's calmness...and full of doting.
This is exactly what Qian Renxue desires.
Showing that smile that made Si Ren's heart melt, at this moment, Qian Renxue could no longer restrain herself, threw Si Ren down, and kissed him while looking at him.
Qian Daoliu, who was lecturing conscientiously in the distance, paused for a moment, had a fierce ideological struggle, and then said slowly: "You should practice on yourselves first."
(End of chapter)
