Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

"Master's demeanor back then?"

Ye Chen was puzzled.

Just now he was also intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about the reality of the Holy One.

Logically speaking, the strength of the Holy One and the Evil Emperor should be almost the same. Although there may be some gaps, it is difficult to tell the winner within dozens of moves.

At this level, if one wants to escape, almost no one can stop them. That's why they are so calm, the two sides do not disturb each other, and develop peacefully.

If he can draw with the Holy Venerable, at least he has the power to fight the Evil Emperor.

But Ye Chen really didn't see any problem.

The saint's cultivation base is too advanced to be visually detected. If he hides his breath, it will be difficult to see any fluctuations.

And up until now, the holy venerable has always received the moves empty-handed, without using any magic weapon.

"That's right. Back in the day, I used to be high-spirited, not afraid of the strong, and devoted myself to pursuing the martial arts in my heart. Only with fear in my heart can I travel far."

He glanced at Ye Chen meaningfully, and then said: "I really did not misunderstand the person. I am afraid that your future achievements will not be inferior to mine."

He said so, but the Holy One was still very horrified in his heart, because Ye Chen just took out an ordinary long sword, and after performing the sky sword technique, another set of sword skills was like flowing clouds and flowing water, with ease.

He didn't know how much Ye Chen was hiding, and how terrifying it would be after he shot with all his strength.

After the two returned to the Holy Land, it was already half a month later.

At this time, Kong Ling'er was still in seclusion and hadn't come out for a long time.

In the secret realm, Kong Linger was meditating on a boulder. The place was dark, like an independently opened cave, and it had a sort of quaint atmosphere, as if it had existed before ancient times.

Half a month had passed, and she was still meditating on the spot, motionless, and hadn't eaten.

In this dark cave, there seems to be no concept of time. If you retreat here, you can guarantee that you will not be disturbed by the outside world.

After practicing like this for decades, it seems that it is just a day in the past.

Kong Linger's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she opened her eyes after a while, sighing.

"Why, why can't I still calm down and concentrate on practicing?"

At this time, the little princess's slightly immature face showed a trace of sadness, as if she had grown a few years older.

She really came here to become stronger, because of Ye Chen's strength, she felt the gap.

Although the difference between the two on the surface is not that big, at most it is only ten years of cultivation, but in fact, when it comes to actual combat, the gap is as big as cloud and mud.

This is an unprecedented feeling. Any young monk I have met before has never been so strong, even the previous Lan Yu is not enough to make people look up to.

It wasn't until she met Ye Chen that she realized that the gap between people was so huge that it was almost beyond reach.

"Ye Chen is only under 30 years old, and I am over sixteen years old. I am the daughter of the Holy One, how can I be under him?"

Kong Ling'er murmured, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

"Brother Ye is not only superior in strength, but also so smart. He always has foresight. Why is there such a big gap between people?"

At this moment, a vision suddenly appeared around, and a ray of light suddenly appeared, and then the surrounding scene changed.

There was a gray area in front of him, only one treasure chest clearly appeared in front of him.

A voice came into Kong Linger's mind.

"The inheritance of the holy land can only be seen by the heirs of the past generations who really want to become stronger, and can only be obtained by passing the assessment."

After hearing this voice, Kong Linger's eyes lit up and she got up quickly.

"The junior is willing to accept the assessment, let's start quickly."

As soon as the words fell, the environment in front of him suddenly changed, and a field of ice and snow suddenly appeared in front of him. Under his feet, there was ten thousand years of black ice, and a sudden cold air rushed towards him.

Kong Linger was known to be trembling all over on the spot, shivering.

However, he still gritted his teeth and walked forward slowly until his body was gradually covered by frost, and his feet were already frozen on the ground.

When his consciousness was about to blur, there was still a trace of indestructible will still moving forward firmly.

At this moment, the surrounding environment changed again. One step backward was a frozen area, while the front was a sea of ​​flames.

Taking a step forward, the surrounding space suddenly became blazing, with phantoms of a sea of ​​flames filling the sky, but the burning sensation I felt was very real.

A wave of heat rushed towards the face, almost making people faint on the spot, and every step forward, the temperature would suddenly rise.

And the inheritance treasure box of the master still seemed out of reach.

"No matter how far the road ahead is, no matter how many hardships and dangers I will encounter, I will never give up. The word "give up" is not in my dictionary!"

Finally, when touching the inheritance treasure box, all the surrounding scenes suddenly disappeared, as if the illusion disappeared, and it seemed to be teleported back.

Now that he has returned to the secret realm of the Holy Land again, the treasure chest is actually held in his hand.

Kong Ling'er couldn't wait to open the box, which contained the inheritance of the master.

This is a divine technique called Holy Sword Technique. Although it is only heard from rumors and has never been seen performed by previous masters, its power is naturally beyond doubt.

"Great, I finally learned a divine technique!"

Kong Linger jumped up with joy on the spot.

It was already late at night, and Ye Chen was sitting in the courtyard, watching the moonlight, and kept thinking about what he had gained in the trial of the Sword Tomb.

He lowered his head and stroked the Xuantian Jiuli Sword lightly. Under the reflection of the moonlight, this divine sword emitted a sharp light.

At this moment, Xuan Xin came slowly and sat beside him.

Ye Chen said lightly: "Your breath is stronger, and it must not be far to return to the peak strength."

But at this point, Xuan Xin sighed softly, as if a little sorrow was buried in her heart.

She said: "That's right, practicing in the holy land has been very stable during this period, and my strength is also steadily improving, but"

"Just what?"

Ye Chen was a little puzzled, this should be a good thing, how could he not be happy but worry instead.

I reflected on myself, maybe there were too many things recently, and I didn't accompany her well, maybe I was a little indifferent.

Xuan Xin said solemnly: "With the improvement of strength, I can feel a voice calling me. Although I don't know who it is, but one day, what should come will always come."

Hearing this, Ye Chen didn't feel that she was worrying unfoundedly.

Originally the existence of a demigod, the telepathy must be more acute. Maybe there were some entanglements before, and he will come back after all.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Chen said: "Okay, let's talk about these things later, how about we go to the back mountain together tomorrow?"

Xuan Xin nodded vigorously, then leaned on Ye Chen's shoulder.