He took a deep breath and extracted every part of the spiritual power of heaven and earth contained in the air and sent it into the meridians of the Dantian. Ying Chengfeng's eyes closed slightly, and a faint light smoke rose from his body, feeling this world that was very different from the spiritual world.

Slowly, the light smoke on his body completely dissipated, and Ying Chengfeng opened his eyes.

"Hehe." Beside him, the Overlord smiled and said, "Brother Ying, the Holy Land is such a good place."

He blinked his excited eyes and said, "The spiritual power of heaven and earth here is several times stronger than in the spiritual realm, and every breath is a great tonic."

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly, and he sighed softly: "Yes, there are so many strong people here, so this is the reason."

Every formal knight in the Holy Sect of Light actually has the Purple Gold Realm cultivation, which is simply unimaginable in the spiritual realm.

However, after living in the Holy Land for several days, Ying Chengfeng already had some understanding of this.

It is precisely because of the differences in the environment that a huge gap in strength between the holy realm and the spiritual realm is caused.

If the Spirit Tower True People, Wu Lao and others were born in the Holy Realm and practiced here, then their cultivation would definitely go further.

The overlord laughed and said, "When King Vajra comes, we must practice diligently. Humph, I will definitely be able to surpass them." When he said this, he lowered his voice a little, as if he was afraid of being heard by someone.

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly. Although this eight-clawed monster has the strength far beyond the ordinary new knight king, he has seen more powerful people in the Saint's Hall these days, so he restrained his anger.

But this is also good. I hope that the existence of these strong people can inspire him to work hard. If his cultivation level goes further in the future, it will be a great thing for him.

With his eyebrows raised, Ying Chengfeng stood up with a smile and looked at the gate of the house.

A moment later, Wen Jing's pretty figure appeared here.

Ying Chengfeng's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were keen. He could see at once that although Wen Jing had a smile on her face, there was a deep sense of worry hidden in her smile.

After taking a step, Ying Chengfeng went up and said, "Sister Wen, you are here to visit me again."

Wen Jing smiled softly and said, "Chefeng, are you still used to living here?"

"Of course I'm used to it." Ying Chengfeng said sincerely: "The cultivation environment of the Holy Realm is much better than that of the Spirit Realm. If it weren't for the concern of relatives, I really want to stay there."

Wen Jing responded softly, and opened her mouth lightly, as if she wanted to say something. But her eyebrows were slightly frowned. In the end, she still didn't say a word.

Ying Chengfeng asked tentatively: "Sister Wen, do you have anything to tell me?"

Wen Jing sighed long and said, "Chefeng. You have adapted to the environment now. Have you ever tried to forge spiritual weapons?"

Ying Chengfeng nodded and smiled, "It has been forged several times."

"What's the result?" Wen Jing asked nervously.

Ying Chengfeng felt a stern and said in a deep voice: "Sister Wen, is it that I am about to enter the Forging Temple to participate in the assessment?"

Wen Jing smiled bitterly and said, "His Majesty has reported your affairs to the Pope. I hope you can participate in the forging master assessment a year later. But in this month, dozens of Knights and Kings jointly signed and asked for the forging of the temple to make an exception and take the extra exam. Alas. Even the Pope is unwilling to disobey the wishes of the many Knights and Kings."

Her tone was quite dull. At this moment, she finally understood why His Highness the Saint was not optimistic about Ying Chengfeng's future. Because with her wisdom, she had long guessed that these powerful knight kings would interfere, so that Ying Chengfeng would participate in the forge's assessment in advance.

Ying Chengfeng's expression slightly condensed. After a moment, he smiled suddenly and said, "What should be come, you still have to come. Sister Wen, when will I participate in the forge assessment of the Spiritual Path Hall?"

Wen Jing was stunned. Her beautiful eyes looked at Ying Chengfeng tightly.

On this young and handsome face, she could not see any worry or decadence. In her bright eyes, she had a vibrant and prosperous spirit.

Her heart suddenly jumped up quickly, and even her eyes were confused and hazy.

"Sister Wen." Ying Chengfeng shouted twice in a row, and Wen Jing responded with a blushing expression and said, "What."

Ying Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Wen, when will I participate in the assessment of the forge?"

Wen Jing's heart sank, put away her endless imagination, and said helplessly: "His Highness the Holy Maiden has argued with reason and has bought you a month." She paused and said: "In a month, the Forging Temple will be open for exceptions. All spiritual masters in the Holy Church who have achieved success in forging can participate in the assessment."

"Are all the spiritual masters?" Ying Chengfeng smiled sarcastically and said, "I thought I was the only one who participated."

With her beautiful eyes staring deeply at Ying Chengfeng, Wen Jing suddenly said, "Chengfeng, sister has a saying, I don't know if she should say it."

"Sister, please speak." Ying Chengfeng bowed halfway.

Wen Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Chengfeng, you are still young. Even if you fail this time and hand over the spiritual world mountain and river map, you may not have no chance to get it back in the future."

Ying Chengfeng laughed in silence and said, "Sister, do you think those knight kings will spit it out after they get the map of mountains and rivers?"

Wen Jing was speechless.

Among the more than 100 Knight Kings of the Holy Sect of Light, few have the fiefs of the spiritual realm. If Ying Chengfeng really lost the map of mountains and rivers, then the possibility of seeking it back is slim.

She pursed her lips and said, "Chengfeng, if you can make great contributions to the Holy Church, your Majesty will clearly determine the rewards and punishments of His Majesty. Even if you give you another fief of spiritual realm, it would not be impossible."

In fact, when she said this, even she herself didn't believe it.

The spiritual realm is a whole spiritual realm. Even with the strength of the Holy Spirit of Light, the spiritual realm occupied is less than 100. Even if Ying Chengfeng has a high talent, it is still a long time to obtain a fief of the spiritual realm.

With a slight smile, Ying Chengfeng said, "Sister Wen, you don't need to comfort me." His eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly said, "Sister Wen, during this month, I want to forge more things. Can you prepare some materials for me?"

Wen Jing nodded heavily and said, "No matter what you need, I will prepare it for you."

If she was the only one, she would not dare to boast about such a whim. However, behind her was the entire Saint Palace as the backing.

As long as Ying Chengfeng can win the name of a master in the trial, all his efforts will be worth it.

Of course, she herself knew that the success rate was really not high.

Ying Chengfeng looked at her gratefully, turned around and entered the room, and after a moment, he took out a piece of white paper, which was densely filled with some refining materials.

"Sister Wen, during this month, I will try my best to adapt to the forging environment of the Sanctuary. These ordinary materials require a lot of them. Please worry more."

Wen Jing nodded slightly, browsed carefully, frowned and said, "Chengfeng. Are you planning to use these materials to participate in the trial? These materials are too ordinary, I am afraid that I can't refine the Tianji Spiritual Artifact."

Although she is not a forge, she has some knowledge of spiritual weapons and knows that ordinary materials cannot forge the Tianji spiritual weapons.

Ying Chengfeng smiled and said, "Okay, I have a list, but the materials on this list are more expensive and rare. Sister, please help me find out how many are there."

He took out a list and handed it over. Wen Jing then realized that he was prepared.

He gave him a charming look, Wen Jing picked up the list and looked at it carefully.

This time, she looked at it more carefully because she knew that what was in it was related to Ying Chengfeng's final success or failure. However, the more she looked at it, the more shocked she became.

Because the materials written in this list are indeed extremely precious. If she were alone, she would not be able to take out even one-tenth of them.

However, she did not refuse or refuse.

She carefully put the list away. She showed a gentle smile to Ying Chengfeng and said, "I understand. I will prepare it for you before you enter the forging temple." After that, she turned around and no longer gave Ying Chengfeng a chance to speak.

Looking at her back, the Overlord muttered: "Brother Ying, how much materials do you think she can prepare for you."

Ying Chengfeng looked deep in the distance and said slowly: "It's not that she can prepare for me, it's how much I have in the mind of His Highness."

Wen Jing quickly came to the Saint's Hall. For the sake of Ying Chengfeng, she didn't want to delay for a moment.

If she was an ordinary purple gold realm powerhouse, she would not have the qualifications to ask for the Saint Maiden. But Wen Jing was different. Once she made a request, she would immediately receive the summoning of the Saint Maiden.

This time, she entered a boudoir and presented two lists at the same time.

His Highness looked at it for a while and said, "Wenjing, what do you mean?"

Wen Jing said without hesitation: "I am willing to guarantee my life, and Ying Chengfeng will definitely be able to win the title of master."

The saint's gaze swept across the list, and a deep sense of helplessness appeared in her heart.

The items on this list are so precious that even she feels a little painful when she sees them. Their value is so high that it can be compared with the life of a little purple gold-level powerful man.

However, she knew even more that Wen Jing, a sister, was stubborn and once she decided on something, she could not even bring back even ten cows.

After a while, she finally sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll bet this time. However, if he fails, I hope he can always participate in the future forging temple assessment under the name of the Saint Temple."

Wen Jing suddenly looked up, and the eyes were filled with surprise.

She nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

His Highness shook his head gently and said in his heart.

Even if Ying Chengfeng cannot get the name of a master this time, if he practiced for decades, he would eventually become a master. Now these materials should be considered as investment for him.

Ps: Sorry, I have some things at home these two days, so I can only have two chapters a day.

Oh, the editor said, there may be a big recommendation at the end of the month, and the white crane will definitely explode.
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