Shen Yin Wang Zuo

The assassin's temple killed and injured the young talent of the Knight Temple participating in the Demon Hunt Competition, which cannot be concealed at all. It is even worse in nature. A bad one will touch the fundamentals of the Six Temple Alliance.

However, it was unexpected to all that the Knight Temple had silenced itself on the matter and had not filed a lawsuit with the Temple Alliance, and the assassins' temple had become more low-key, as if it had never happened between the two sides. Even the members of the Alliance Committee of several other major temples within the Alliance inquired about the unified caliber of the Knight Temple and the Assassin Temple, which was merely a misunderstanding.

The two main temples remain silent, and the others naturally do not say much, after all, they are not the ones to lose. As for how they solved it, they couldn't hear it.

The Preliminary Games of this Demon Hunt have come to an end, with the vast majority of the games remaining in the final rankings. Dragon Hao lost, Yang Wenzhao was seriously injured, and both of them lost the possibility to continue in the primaries. Because Dragon Hao Chen was particularly prominent in his race with Yang Wenzhao, he was ranked sixth in the Knight Temple Preliminary, and Yang Wenzhao's tragedy of entering the first five but not being able to continue the race was only fifth.

He stretched his body a little harder and the dragon awoke from his sleep. Those feelings of pain still linger last night, but they're much better than that.

Rubbing his eyes, Dragon Hao morning sat up, he had not slept so deep in a long time.

After he regained consciousness, the first thing he thought of was that clear, vulgar face. Despite his terrible mental state last night, it was that brief gaze that had branded the face profoundly in his mind.

Was I dreaming last night? Long Hao Chen was even somewhat unsure if what happened last night really happened, after all, he was too weak at that time.

“Huh?” The uneven feeling under his finger caught his attention, touching it carefully, seemed to have a writing.

Hurry to sit up and look at the handwriting. Indeed, a line of Juanxiu's small words were engraved on the bed plate.

“You take care of your injuries, don't take me seriously, you and I will see each other when you start the finals.” Zhaier.

Not dreaming, haha, not dreaming. Dragon Hao was overjoyed when he saw this line of messages, but he clearly remembered that Tsaier said it wasn't his fault last night.

Meet yourself in the finals? What's that supposed to mean? Last night, last night, it seems that Tsaier used psychic powers to heal my wounds. Is she also a professional at the Six Temples? But she can't see! Which temple is it from?

A question kept coming up in his mind, but how could he possibly find the answer?

Shaoha, Night Hua and Xin Li have come to see him. Their brothers have already lost the game and can rest for the next five days until the finals arrive.

Night Hua again checked the body, especially the meridians and inner body, and found that there was no after-effect from the sacrifice of skills, which greatly relieved him.

“You idiot.” Immediately after the examination, Night Hua shouted outrageously, his face was also dull to drip out the water. Xin Li on one side threw up his tongue in fright, but dared not persuade anything.

Dragon Hao lowered his head and said: "Teacher, I just want to test my abilities in action to stimulate my potential. It was suddenly my understanding to use sacrificial skills. Don't be angry, I won't be so impulsive in the future. ”

"'Fart,' said Nightingale. You think I'm angry because you challenged Yang Wenzhao? You're wrong. I'm because of your stupidity. Let me ask you, who is stronger than you and Yang Wenzhao? ”

Dragon Hao stunned for a moment and looked at the teacher somewhat puzzled, "Naturally he has to be a lot stronger. ”

Night Hua snorted coldly, “Do you know he's strong? Then why did you choose hard spelling? You and I have been learning combat skills for over two years. Hard spelling hurts, doesn't it? But have you thought about it, what if it's on the battlefield against the Demons? What if your opponent is a demon? You still have company waiting for your rescue? Is that how you fight? ”

A series of interrogations silenced the dragon in the morning.

Night Hua coldly said: "How many combat skills have I taught you? That's right, hard spelling does make it easier to unleash potential, especially when you're fighting harder than your own strong opponent. But if you really want to improve your field experience and unleash your potential. It cannot be seen as a race, but as a battle between life and death. What should we do in the battle for life and death? Didn't I teach you? ”

Dragon Hao lowered his head again, "Try to keep yourself as safe as you can with your skills and enemies. ”

Night Hua shrugged his fist, “Thank you for remembering. Now you tell me, are you a Guardian Knight or a Correctional Knight? ”

Dragon Hao was silent, and he didn't know how to answer the question of Night Hua.

"Even ten teachers can't compare to you in terms of talent," Night faintly said. “But in terms of experience, ten teachers can't compare to me. Let me answer that for you. Discipline is required when it is necessary and guardianship is required. But be aware that when you use the ability of the Correctional Knight, don't forget your other identity, your talent is enough to support your dual discipline and guardianship, and as such, show the advantages of integrating them in action. Don't let me see you foolishly barbaric again, or you won't deserve to be my apprentice at night. ”

“Yes." Long Hao responded respectfully. Even though Night Hua is abusing him, more is a strong concern. He knows that the teacher is afraid to make his own detour!

After washing, he ate something, and the dragon started his practice again in the morning. Though his health was much better in the early morning, all that recovered was foreign spiritual power and injured body, but his inner spiritual power was still drip free, and only the Holy Spirit furnace seemed to restore its original glow.

There is not much left of Lin Xin's medicine to practice Dan. Dragon Hao did not take it this time. Instead, he sat quietly on his knees and carefully experienced the spiritual fluctuations in the Holy Spirit Furnace after entering the meditation state.

Soft, thick and vast, these three scents were felt as soon as his consciousness entered the Holy Spirit Furnace.

Before he felt that the inner power in the Holy Spirit furnace did not seem to exist, but he saw a little golden ray of light.

That little golden light is small, but it's still quite noticeable in the whole milky white of the Holy Spirit furnace. Gold is only the size of the rice grain, but what surprises the dragon in the morning is that this gold color is completely liquid.

Liquid spiritual power?

After using the sacrificial skill, did I accidentally hit and cultivate liquid spiritual power?

Subconsciously, Dragon Hao began to cultivate according to the cultivation methods of the past.

Because he has no inner power at this time, the absorption of the outer light element is much slower than usual. But don't forget, he is a child of light, and no one can compare the affinity of light elements.

A slight light element slowly enters the dragon's morning body, and he immediately finds that it is not necessary for him to actuate it at all. These light elements are immediately like finding the source, quietly going in the direction of the Holy Spirit furnace, and integrating directly into the Holy Spirit furnace.

The response of the Holy Spirit furnace was calm, except for a slight light of gold under the original milky white.

And then, looking inside the furnace, as Dragon Dawn expected, these light elements absorbed through practice poured directly into that drop of golden liquid spiritual power and became part of it.

Because the concentrations of light elements absorbed from the outside world are so thin that they are far from comparable to that drop of liquid spiritual power, the liquid spiritual power of that drop of rice particle size is simply unresponsive when these foreign light elements are incorporated.

But this does not affect the excitement of Long Hao Chen. There is no doubt that he really cultivated liquid spiritual power, and the question now is how to grow it and how to get it out of the Holy Spirit Furnace.

To think of it, Dragon Hao took out a practicing poly Lindane and took it. The name poly Lindane was given by him.

When Pollindane entered the abdomen, the blood qi in the dragon morning was mobilized, and the body's sensation of light elements in the air suddenly increased.

This Polyprethane is a four-stage medicine that must be taken by the four-stage strong. Although Dragon Hao Chen has lost his inner spiritual strength, his physical condition is still a four-stage knight, the meridian is strong enough to withstand the strength of the medicine, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Indeed, after Polynesian clothing, he suddenly increased the speed of absorption of light elements, and the light elements in the air rushed from all sides to his body, through pores and breathing, and were immediately devoured by the Holy Spirit furnace, just like Heiner Baichuan.

At this time, the Holy Spirit furnace is like a bottomless abyss, and no matter how many light elements the dragon absorbs in the morning, it will devour it. The only change is that the golden color emitted by the Holy Spirit Furnace itself is gradually increasing, and that drop of liquid spiritual power in the Holy Spirit Furnace is beginning to show signs of increasing.

In this way, the dragon's morning is completely immersed in its own practice state, which is boring, but experiencing every drop of savings can bring a very strong sense of satisfaction to the practice. This is also what all professions have in common.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed. For the past three days, in addition to eating, Dragon Morning has been completely immersed in its cultivated state. He also told Nightingale what was happening in his current practice. But Nightingale didn't know what was going on with him.

Silent waiting is the only way to Night Hua, no doubt this is a good thing, although I don't know what the magic of the Holy Spirit Furnace is, but this state of Dragon Dawn is what Night Hua would like to see. Even if he can't control it. Who can control the growth of the Son of Light?

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