Chaotic Sword God

Following Elder Mu Zhong's low shout, Donglin Yanxue immediately walked towards the Holy Light Pagoda, and soon disappeared inside the gate of the Holy Light Pagoda.

After Donglin Yanxue, it was the eight temporarily selected protectors. They all showed reverence and filed in with a sense of awe.

Jian Chen, since he is the person with the lowest strength here, he was naturally the last one to enter.

"Yise Yuandan entered the Holy Light Pagoda impatiently. It seems that this child is also an impetuous person. With such a state of mind, it will be difficult to become a great weapon in the future." Elder Mu Zhong's pair of old eyes watched Jian Chen gradually disappear. The figure in the Holy Light Pagoda secretly shook his head.

Inside the Holy Light Pagoda, there is a gray world. The line of sight here is not good. The whole space is filled with a faint gray mist, which hinders the line of sight. The visible distance is only 100 meters away.

The land under his feet was desolate and full of dead silence.

Looking at this small world belonging to the Holy Light Pagoda, Jian Chen frowned slightly. Ever since he entered the Holy Light Pagoda, he felt depressed for a while, and had an illusion that life and death were beyond his control.

Moreover, he even felt that the gray mist permeating this void was penetrating into his body bit by bit. From the gray mist, he felt a thick death breath.

"The gray mist is the resentment formed by the unwilling remnants after the fall of the Holy Light Pagoda's weapon spirit. Once too much resentment invades the body, it will cause serious damage to the body, and even affect the mind. Therefore , you can’t stay here for too long, once you can’t hold on, you must go back.” Donglin Yanxue looked back at Jian Chen, and explained to Jian Chen in detail: “Physical injuries are harmful to our Guangming Temple. It’s nothing to say, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be recovered in the shortest time.”

"But once resentment invades the primordial spirit and interferes with the mind, it will be too serious. Because the trauma on the primordial spirit is extremely troublesome even for our Guangming Temple."

Jian Chen nodded, expressing his understanding, and said, "Where are the cultivation techniques and various secret techniques left by the seniors?"

"In this space, there are many ancient imprints floating around. Each ancient imprint is left by the strong men of our Temple of Light. Each ancient imprint represents a kind of cultivation technique, a kind of Divine arts, or some cultivation experience left by the predecessors of the past. However, to obtain these ancient imprints, it has nothing to do with strength, but depends entirely on personal talent and chance."

Donglin Yanxue stared at Jian Chen with beautiful eyes, and explained in detail: "You close your eyes, open your heart, and respond with your heart. Once the opportunity is enough, those ancient imprints floating here will automatically find you, and the contents recorded in it will be found. pass it on to you."

Hearing this, Jian Chen immediately tried the method Donglin Yanxue said. In the Holy Light Pagoda, he was suppressed by the remnants of the Holy Light Tower's tool spirit, and the influence of the Holy Light Tower itself, which weakened both his consciousness and perception to the lowest point, and he was no longer of much use Therefore, he can only follow the method Donglin Yanxue said.

Jian Chen is not very human, he can comprehend the law of jihad at Yise Yuandan cultivation base, it can be seen how high his talent is, it has already far surpassed Donglin Yanxue.

Therefore, after he let go of his heart and called out with his heart, he soon sensed the existence of the three ancient imprints.

Of course, this is not to say that his perception has played a role, but that a trace of spiritual connection on the three ancient imprints is echoing him and actively contacting him. It is precisely because of this that Jian Chen can accurately sense the three ancient imprints. The existence of ancient marks.

And these three ancient imprints, in Jian Chen's perception, are flying aimlessly in this space at a very terrifying speed, sometimes in the sky, sometimes deep in the ground, often within a flash, they are already Appearing thousands of miles away, it seems to have the ability to penetrate the void.

With such a speed, even if Jian Chen exploded with all his strength, he might not be able to catch up.

Seeing that Jian Chen was already calling for the ancient imprint, Donglin Yanxue's beautiful eyes suddenly showed firmness, she waved to the eight guardians behind her, and said via voice transmission: "Go first, leave me alone. "

"His Royal Highness, our duty..." A Guangming God King said hesitantly, but before he finished speaking, Donglin Yanxue interrupted: "Don't worry, I won't meet you here in a short time. It’s dangerous, but it’s Changyang, he only has the cultivation of Yishi Yuandan, he can’t stay here for long, when he can’t hold on anymore, I’ll send him out, and I’ll come to you.”

Hearing this, the eight guardians looked at each other, hesitated a little, and left together.

For them, the Holy Light Tower is also a sacred place that hides huge opportunities, and even has a great opportunity that can change their fate against the sky, and they will sing all the way from now on. They don't want to waste even a minute and a second here. Desperately seeking his own good fortune.

"It's strange, why does His Highness the Son care so much about Changyang? After all, Changyang's name is still His Highness's protector, but now it turns out that His Highness is protecting him..."

"You've lived a long time, can't you see it? His Highness the Son of God obviously has a little affection for Changyang..."

"How is this possible? Changyang is only one-color Yuandan cultivation base. I really can't find any advantages in him except for the support of the deputy palace master Xuanzhan behind him. In the Guangming Temple, the people who pursue His Highness the Son There are countless of them, these people are all the favored sons of heaven, they are far beyond what Changyang can compare to, how could His Royal Highness the Holy Son have a crush on him..."

"I also find it incredible. According to what I know about His Royal Highness, she was not like this before, but since His Royal Highness came out of the Star-Moon Realm, she seems to be a different person..."

The eight protectors had gone away, while Donglin Yanxue stared at Jian Chen's ordinary face with her beautiful eyes wide open. In the world, the scenes experienced with Jian Chen, the eyes gradually became gentle.

...

In the Temple of Light and the Hall of Criminal Law, three temple elders dressed in black are sitting in a magnificent temple, each with a serious expression.

"The investigation of the Star-Moon Realm has been preliminarily concluded, but the only thing I can't figure out is that Changyang and Donglin Yanxue were able to leave alive after meeting Qingshan. This is really unbelievable."

"I've also visited the scene. Although there are traces of fierce beasts fighting, it's still not enough for Changyang and Donglin Yanxue to escape Qingshan's murderous hands..."

"It's just that Changyang is the deputy master of Xuanzhan. We will be tied up in handling any clues involving Changyang, and we can't use some special methods at all. If we offend the deputy master of Xuanzhan, the loss outweighs the gain... ..."

The three elders of the Hall of Law Enforcement sighed one after another, all showing embarrassment on their faces.

After a while, one of the temple elders gritted his teeth and stood up, saying, "I'm going to see the Vice-Hall Master Xuan Zhan and report the results of our investigation."

PS: What Xiaoyao said yesterday was the all-weather codeword on the last day of the weekend. It turned out that many readers miscalculated the time. Sunday is the last day of the weekend.