I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

#286 - The Light of the Righteous God Evolves into the Golden Light of the Righteous God

Chapter 285: The Light of the True God Evolves – Golden Light of the True God

Wu Changming thought of this and went directly into Zhang Chen's courtyard. Zhang Chen then saw Wu Changming suddenly enter the courtyard.

Zhang Chen looked at Wu Changming in front of him. Although he was curious about Wu Changming's appearance here, Zhang Chen remained calm and pretended not to know Wu Changming's identity. He asked curiously:

“This Taoist priest, may I ask what brings you to my humble courtyard?” Zhang Chen pretended not to recognize him and stood up to ask.

Wu Changming sized up Zhang Chen, thinking to himself, “Just keep pretending! I don’t believe you don’t recognize me!”

“But this kid’s appearance has changed a lot. It’s almost a complete transformation, a second development. If this kid hadn't been under the nose of the Old Ancestor all this time, and if I hadn't remembered his aura, I'm afraid I really wouldn't dare to recognize him.” Wu Changming muttered to himself.

“Just now, I passed by the gate and inadvertently looked at the aura of this place. I saw a young talent here, whose energy was flourishing and whose appearance was extraordinary. I was moved by the desire to cherish talent and wanted to take you as a disciple. I wonder if you are willing?” Wu Changming looked at Zhang Chen with a smile, his eyes full of teasing.

He also had a mischievous thought in his mind. He didn't know what this kid was doing at his Huangli Temple, but it was definitely nothing good. However, since Zhang Chen wanted to play dumb, he didn't mind taking advantage of him.

Being able to take advantage of such a person would give him a lot of face in the future, wouldn't it?

At the very least, he had to build a good relationship in advance. He was currently in a precarious situation within the Yellow Heaven Dao. Several senior brothers were competing with him for the position of the Five Emperors. How could he not find a few allies?

And Zhang Chen in front of him was definitely the best candidate for him to form an alliance.

Wasn't Zhang Shicheng fierce after entering the tenth rank? He might even break into the eleventh rank and prepare to enter the twelfth rank, but he was still alive and well, planted in this kid's hands.

This kid is simply evil!

When Zhang Chen heard what the other party said, his whole face was dumbfounded: “What? Accept me as a disciple?”

Why did the other party want to accept him as a disciple?

Could it be that he had revealed something?

But the other party accepting him as a disciple was also a good thing for him. This old guy was a Yang God-level combat power of the Yellow Heaven Dao. Although he didn't know how high his status was, it was definitely not low. If he could obtain the Qi Refining Technique of the Yellow Heaven Dao through this old guy… the hope was great!

So Zhang Chen did not hesitate and directly bowed down: “Disciple Zhang Chen pays respects to Master.”

“Get up, don’t be too polite. I will accept you as a disciple. It’s just that before you officially join the sect, I have one more thing for you to do. After you finish it, I will announce it to the world and hold an apprenticeship ceremony for you.” Wu Changming said with a smile.

Want to be his disciple, Wu Changming? Where is it so simple?

Zhang Chen was strange in his heart. This old guy opened his mouth and talked about the task. Could it be that he was really exposed? Otherwise, why would he ask himself what the task was?

Just when Zhang Chen became suspicious, Wu Changming said: “I heard that you have entanglements with Zhang Xiaohua of the Pingbian Royal Mansion, and you two have an irreconcilable hatred. What I want you to do is to intercept Zhang Xiaohua during the sect competition. If you can intercept Zhang Xiaohua, I will hold an apprenticeship ceremony for you at that time and officially accept you into the sect.”

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this: “That’s it?”

What means did Zhang Xiaohua have? He didn't know yet?

That fellow was just a straw bag, he could suppress him with a wave of his hand.

Seeming to see the disapproval in Zhang Chen's heart, the old Taoist leaned forward and mysteriously said: “Do you think Zhang Xiaohua is easy to defeat?”

“After joining the Taoist temple, the disciple also learned a few martial arts skills, and it is not difficult to beat three or five Zhang Xiaohuas.” Zhang Chen replied.

“The Zhang Xiaohua you know is still the Zhang Xiaohua of the past. The current Zhang Xiaohua is different. I heard that the Pingbian Royal Mansion excavated an ancient corpse in a certain tomb. That Zhang Xiaohua obtained a wisp of essence from the ancient corpse and mastered the means of the indestructible golden body. It is not so easy to defeat.” Wu Changming's voice was very cautious, inadvertently reminding Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen's heart moved: “When did this happen?”

He didn't even receive any news.

“Didn’t hear the news? This matter is related to Gu Mingyue, a high-level member of the Yellow Heaven Dao. He concealed Zhang Xiaohua’s aura.” Wu Changming didn’t mind telling the ugliness between his family and Gu Mingyue, so he told the whole story and finally made a summary:

“That Gu Mingyue is not willing to let us take all the benefits, and stabbed the ancestor in the back, taking Zhang Xiaohua as a disciple in advance. Because of Zhang Xiaohua’s special status, even if he is not a disciple of our lineage, he can participate in the competition. I have actually looked for many disciples who wanted to intercept Zhang Xiaohua, but when I thought of the power of the Pingbian Royal Mansion, I was afraid that those people would not be able to withstand Zhang Xiaohua’s pressure. As long as the Pingbian Royal Mansion comes forward, they will definitely not dare to defeat Zhang Xiaohua.” Speaking of this, Wu Changming looked at Zhang Chen: “And you almost killed Zhang Xiaohua, but you are still alive and well. I think this matter can only be entrusted to you.”

Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Chen couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion in his heart. There were countless internal struggles in the Yellow Heaven Dao, and everyone was tripping each other. Wu Changming was healing his wounds, and Gu Mingyue took advantage of the loophole. He must be very aggrieved in his heart.

However, Zhang Chen didn't care about this matter. It was just a Zhang Xiaohua, and he didn't take it seriously. If he abandoned the identity of the son of the Pingbian Royal Mansion, Zhang Xiaohua was nothing.

As for Zhang Xiaohua's golden body methods, Zhang Chen was even less afraid. The level of his Body Fixing Talisman was enough to deal with the other party. He didn't believe that Zhang Xiaohua could directly become a fifth-order powerhouse.

Even if he obtained the legacy of the ancient gods and demons, there would still be a process of adaptation.

“Master, don’t worry, Zhang Xiaohua will be handed over to me. It’s just that if I defeat Zhang Xiaohua, will the people above cause trouble for me?” Zhang Chen’s voice was a little worried.

Wu Changming patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder: “Don’t worry, you are only responsible for winning, and I will bear all the other pressure for you.”

Hearing this, Zhang Chen suddenly had a thought in his heart, thinking of the abbot Liu Feng and Zhang Xiaohua colluding with each other, forcing him to contribute Xie Lingyun, so he said with a bitter face: “Master, those disciples you said all know, it’s just… it’s just…”

“Just what?” Wu Changming asked.

“That abbot Liu Feng always forces his disciples to approach Xie Lingyun, to pimp for Xie Lingyun and Zhang Xiaohua…” Zhang Chen said a lot, just to complain, implying that the other party said that the abbot Liu Feng was a traitor and had betrayed this lineage: “The disciple is busy practicing martial arts to restrain Zhang Xiaohua, where is there any thought to pimp? Delaying the disciple’s martial arts practice is a small matter, delaying the defeat of Zhang Xiaohua is a big matter.”

Zhang Chen wanted to put eye drops on Liu Feng, but who knew that Wu Changming shook his head when he heard this: “I know what you said, but bringing Zhang Xiaohua and Xie Lingyun together is the general trend of the Yellow Heaven Dao, and I can’t stop it. You can figure out how to deal with this matter yourself. As long as you can defeat Zhang Xiaohua, I will definitely reward you. Moreover, Liu Feng is the candidate for the Jiang God of the Miluo River this time. Although he has turned to Gu Mingyue, I can’t do anything about it.”

After finishing his words, Wu Changming hurriedly left, dashing Zhang Chen's intention to complain.

"Liu Feng is actually a candidate for the Water God of the Miluo River? This is earth-shattering news!" Zhang Chen recalled Wu Changming's words, and couldn't help but feel a jolt of shock.

"However, this competition is an opportunity for me. If I can take this opportunity to become a disciple, it would be a meteoric rise. At that time, many of the core secrets of the Yellow Sky Dao, and even higher-level cultivation methods, will be opened to me." Zhang Chen thought to himself.

"Zhang Xiaohua actually obtained a bloodline ability, and I didn't even notice? This is really strange. Could it be that my Divine Light Eyes have failed? It seems that only the mysterious power of incense can shield my Divine Light." Zhang Chen pondered in his heart.

After thinking about it, Zhang Chen couldn't figure it out, so he turned around and returned to the house, then secretly sneaked into the underground to continue grinding experience points.

Days passed one by one, and many unfamiliar faces appeared in the Taoist temple. Many of those faces were faces that Zhang Chen had never seen before. One night passed, and two million experience points were added to his account. Zhang Chen looked at his first skill, which was his fundamental skill:

【Skill 1 (Fourth Tier): Divine Rune (0 / 2000000)】

【Note 1: A mysterious rune has been derived from your Divine Light. You can imprint the rune on all things, breaking the characteristic of only lasting for one day】

【Points: 2000300】

"The level is too low." Zhang Chen muttered to himself. This skill is best at restraining evil, and can be called the nemesis of evil. Moreover, the power level is unknown, so it is a good thing.

"Upgrade!"

Zhang Chen didn't even think about it, and clicked directly. In the next moment, two million points were completely evaporated, and Zhang Chen's Divine Light level also changed:

【Skill 1 (Fifth Tier): Divine Golden Light (0 / 20000000)】

【Note 1: Wherever the golden light passes, tenth-tier evil retreats.】

Zhang Chen was stunned when he saw the fifth-tier skill: Divine Golden Light?

From the initial Evil-Repelling Golden Light, to the later Divine Light, to the current Divine Golden Light, Zhang Chen discovered that with the change of the name suffix, its power was constantly increasing.

Cultivating to the ninth tier is the Yang God, so isn't the tenth tier above the ninth tier?

My Divine Golden Light can actually make tenth-tier evil retreat?

Incredible!

However, seeing the skill points after the upgrade, Zhang Chen also secretly clicked his tongue. The skill points were actually increased tenfold, requiring a full twenty million to upgrade.

"Twenty million is not much. According to my current speed of grinding experience points, if I calculate it at two million a day, it will only take ten days. At that time, I will be able to upgrade the skill to the sixth tier. I wonder what kind of incredible changes the Divine Golden Light will have at that time." Zhang Chen was somewhat looking forward to it.

"Yellow Dawn Temple is simply my blessed land. Except for Zhang Xiaohua and Liu Feng, everything else is very good. If I can kick these two pests out of Yellow Dawn Temple, then I will occupy Yellow Dawn Temple, exclusively enjoy all the incense, and use the entire Dao lineage to support me, that would be too wonderful." Zhang Chen felt wonderful, thinking about how to kill these two annoying guys.

The next day, the morning bell rang, and Zhang Chen climbed up from the bed with a bruised nose and swollen face, feeling the piercing pain on his face. His rebellious niece was getting more and more ruthless.

Little Bean walked in from outside the house and shouted at Zhang Chen: "Zhang Chen, it's time to go to morning class."

Hearing this, Zhang Chen slowly dressed and washed, then followed Cheng Yu to morning class. When he came to the outside of the main hall, he couldn't help but be stunned, because hundreds of new faces were lined up outside the main hall, already extending from inside the main hall to outside the main hall.

"Where did so many people come from?"

Zhang Chen muttered, walked to the end of the line, and said.

"They are all elites who rushed from various great Taoist temples, thinking of participating in the competition. Even if their martial arts cultivation is a little bit worse, they can't stand someone who will fight to the death, and then there will be an opportunity to pick up a bargain," Little Bean said.

Hearing this, Zhang Chen was thoughtful. The martial arts competition is not necessarily won by those with high cultivation. On-the-spot changes and other factors are all factors that lead to the victory of the competition.

"Do you see that, the one in the front, the one who looks the best, is Chu Mingyue from Yellow Flower Temple. This person has gone far in the Dark Force cultivation. It is said that he once killed a god in close combat. That god was approached by him, and he didn't even have a chance to activate his ability, and he was directly killed with one punch," Little Bean pointed to the most handsome back in the front and said.

Zhang Chen could see half of Chu Mingyue's face, which was indeed fair and flawless under the lights, looking like a jade crown shining with white light.

Even if it was only half a face, it was still unbelievably handsome, but Zhang Chen felt that it was just so-so. The other party's handsomeness was still a little bit worse than his own.

"Although there are three popular candidates for winning the competition, I think this person has the best chance of winning. After all, a guy who can kill gods must have extremely terrifying combat ability," Little Bean commented professionally beside Zhang Chen: "The other two guys are probably not Chu Mingyue's opponents."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Little Bean's words fell, a disdainful voice came from behind him: "You little runt, what do you know? This guy is just a handsome face, what ability can he have? His abilities are all blown out by everyone. So what if he killed a god? Gods have strengths and weaknesses, and it is not uncommon for warriors to kill gods. Moreover, I heard people say that this kid used tricks to kill a god. Our competition today is a fair and upright competition, but there is no chance for him to use tricks."

Listening to the sour words in his ear, Zhang Chen turned his head and saw a little fat man, refuting Little Bean's words with a face full of dissatisfaction.

However, Zhang Chen felt that what the other party said made some sense. After all, some gods' abilities are indeed very useless. Although killing gods is difficult, it is not impossible.

The little fat man had a round face, which looked very festive, with a round belly bulging, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"You little fat man only knows how to be sour. If you have the ability, go to the ring and defeat him. What are you being sour about here? You just see that he is handsome, you are jealous! You are inferior!" Little Bean was immediately unhappy when he saw that someone dared to refute his point of view, and also scolded himself as a little runt, and directly started arguing.

"Hehe, I'm just discussing the matter as it is, what are you anxious about? That guy does have a handsome face, but handsomeness can't be eaten. Has your little runt been weaned? Do you know what martial arts is? Do you know what a competition is?" Hearing Little Bean say that he was sour, the little fat man was immediately unhappy. He was sour? Would he be sour? Isn't it just that the other party is a little bit more handsome than himself? Would he be sour?

It's simply a joke, the one and only flower of his Yellow Wind Temple, would actually be sour? Would he be sour? Would he be inferior?

It's simply a joke! He hated it so much that his teeth itched.