parentshiftbook Chapter 13
Chapter 13
In a blink of an eye, another half month passed by in a hurry.
In the past half month, Ye Xuan has been running back to the mountain almost every day.
He used those monsters to temper himself and polish his body.
In half a month, although his cultivation had not improved much, his combat power had improved by leaps and bounds, and his progress was astonishing.
With his current fighting power, it is no longer a problem to deal with monks at the peak of condensed essence.
"Ding! The number of system check-ins has been refreshed, please check in now!"
On this day, Ye Xuan was feeling his own gains, when the system's cold voice suddenly sounded, and he suddenly became happy.
"Sign in!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you got the real fire of the sun, do you want to use it now?"
As the system sound fell, Ye Xuan immediately noticed that there was an extra flame in the system space.
That flame radiated a terrifying heat wave, making Ye Xuan ecstatic.
The sun is really hot, which is a good thing.
It was conceived and born by the sun, transformed by heaven and earth, and it can be called a peerless treasure.
The most important thing is that the real fire of the sun can not only temper oneself and strengthen the body, but also can attack the enemy externally, which is rare.
"Use!" Ye Xuan chose to use it without any hesitation.
boom!
Almost at Setsuna when he made his choice, the real fire of the sun in the system space disappeared instantly and submerged into his body.
A heat wave suddenly spread throughout his body, and began to circulate along the meridians in his body.
"What the hell, it hurts..."
The tearing pain came, and Ye Xuan couldn't help grinning, his brows were congealed into a word.
But soon, the tearing pain has eased.
Ye Xuan clearly found that his spirit veins, meridians, and bones were all widening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and became stronger and more solid than before.
Crystal clear!
"It's really a good thing!"
Ye Xuan couldn't help sighing with emotion, and continued to manipulate the sun's real fire to temper his body.
Although he possesses the Chaos Saint Physique, it is equivalent to innate income, which can only make his starting line much higher than others.
If you don't work hard the day after tomorrow, you may be able to deal with ordinary geniuses and monsters, but if you want to deal with those powerful descendants of gods and demons, you may be stretched.
This practice will last for several days.
At this time, the day when the ancient holy land can be crowned as the Holy Son is getting closer and closer.
On this day, Ye Xuan was about to go out for a walk, when a stunning figure appeared in front of him.
The woman's white clothes are like snow, noble and glamorous.
She is like the snow lotus standing on the top of the mountain, which can only be seen from a distance, but not
Not to be profane.
Unparalleled elegance.
Seeing Han Bingning, Ye Xuan immediately got up and stepped forward respectfully: "Master."
When Han Bingning saw Ye Xuan, on that cold and pretty face, there was a shocking smile, which was stunning.
She nodded with a smile: "There is only half a month left before the day when you can be crowned a holy son, are you ready?"
Ye Xuan was about to nod, but Han Bingning continued: "Don't answer in a hurry, do you know what the Holy Son represents?"
She still didn't wait for Ye Xuan's answer, and said to herself:
"Holy Son represents the leader of all the disciples in my ancient holy land, it means that all disciples must be led by you, and it means that you will carry the banner and revitalize my ancient holy land."
"As the saying goes, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. After you become the Holy Son, you will definitely receive an unprecedented halo and glory, and you will be fully cultivated by my ancient holy land."
"However, correspondingly, you will also bear the pressure brought to you by the position of the Holy Son, as well as various fatal crises."
When Han Bingning said this, her expression suddenly became serious: "One more question for the teacher, are you ready?" Pen Fun Library
Ye Xuan didn't hesitate at all: "The disciple is ready."
His voice was decisive and extremely firm.
As the saying goes, there will be no pies in the sky, Ye Xuan naturally understands this truth.
If you want to get it, you must pay!
Seeing Ye Xuan's serious expression, Han Bingning suddenly smiled again.
This time, her smile was more real and brighter.
"Since that's the case, then I will take you to choose a few sets of martial arts as a teacher."
"On the day you are made a holy son, there will definitely be challenges from various forces. Therefore, it is still necessary to practice some martial arts for self-defense."
The ice condensed.
Ye Xuan nodded again.
A few minutes later, the two came to the martial arts building.
The martial arts building is divided into nine floors.
This is an important location of the ancient holy land, which contains the foundation of the ancient holy land for tens of thousands of years.
Except for some extremely precious martial arts and martial arts, most of the martial arts and martial arts acquired in the ancient holy land over the years are here.
Outside the Martial Arts Building, the defense is also extremely strict.
Not only is there a strong man sitting in charge on the surface, but there are even two ancestors guarding in the dark.
In addition, on each floor, there is also a landlord sitting in charge.
It is no exaggeration to say that in this Eastern Desolation territory, even the ancestors of the other two holy places, it is absolutely impossible to break in.
Ye Xuan is led by Han Bingning, the Holy Master, so naturally it is not that troublesome
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Originally, ordinary disciples, even elder disciples, could only go up to the fifth floor.
But Ye Xuan was taken directly to the top floor - the ninth floor.
You must know that, except for the ancestor of the Holy Master and a few ashes-level elders, only those elder-level figures who have made great contributions to the Holy Land can enter the ninth floor.
"Hey, little Ning'er, this is your new disciple?"
The two had just entered the ninth floor when a dry voice suddenly came,
Ye Xuan turned his head to look, and immediately saw an old man with a stooped figure.
The old man is about 1.6 meters tall, with a stooped body, dying, and coughing from time to time, as if he would burp at any time.
When he was talking, his small eyes were squinting, and he was still staring at Ye Xuan with a mischievous look.
Ye Xuan couldn't help but let out a shit, then quickly lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Junior Ye Xuan, I have met senior."
From the old man's address to Han Bingning, Ye Xuan knew that this old man was by no means a simple person.
So naturally you have to be polite.
Han Bingning snorted coldly, ignored the squint-eyed old man, and led Ye Xuan straight to one of the locations.
She pointed to the floating balls of light in front of her and said: "These are the martial arts suitable for you to practice, you can choose one or two sets yourself."
"Okay." Ye Xuan nodded, then raised his head to look at the balls of light in front of him.
The narrow-eyed old man saw this scene, but he smiled: "Little Ning'er, you just let him choose like this, and you don't want to help?"
"You know, these light ball restrictions, even those monstrous cultivators at the peak of Lunhai, may not necessarily be able to break through."
However, as soon as his voice fell, that old face suddenly changed.
I saw a strange light burst out of Ye Xuan's clear and bright eyes.
The next second, Ye Xuan stretched out a palm and grabbed one of the light spheres directly.
Setsuna, who grabbed the light ball in Ye Xuan's hand, seemed to have self-awareness, a ray of light bloomed, forming a circle of light, and began to resist tenaciously.
Ye Xuan sneered, spiritual energy came out of his body, and the real fire of the sun flowed along the palm of his hand.
The next second, he squeezed hard.
Boom!
The mask on the surface of the photosphere shattered in an instant.
Seeing this scene, the old man's smile froze on his face.
After a long while, he stretched out his withered fingers, rubbed his eyes vigorously in a very inconspicuous manner, and then spit out two words:
"Fuck..."