In the blink of an eye, another half month has passed. Now, it has been more than a month since Jian Chen came to Huangjia Village. And during this half month, Jian Chen has rarely stepped out of the door.

, he trapped himself in the cabin all day long and devoted himself wholeheartedly to

As his strength improved, he only went out for a meal every two or three days, or three or four days. Despite this, he did not stay outside too much. As soon as he finished the meal, he immediately returned to the cabin.

He continued to practice and rarely appeared in front of outsiders.

After more than half a month of practice, the holy power in Jian Chen's body is also growing at a very fast speed. At the same time, the magic core in his space belt is also consumed very quickly. Fortunately,

It was because he had prepared sufficient third- and fourth-level magic cores before, and also collected the space belts from the great saint masters in Fengyang City.

There are also some magic cores in it, so in a short period of time, Jian Chen doesn't have to worry about not having enough magic cores. Moreover, in his space ring, there are two fifth-level magic cores. Just these two fifth-level magic cores.

The magic core is enough to be worth hundreds of fourth-level magic cores. The sum of these many magic cores is enough to elevate his strength to the stage of the Great Saint Master.

Now, Jian Chen's strength has reached the peak of Senior Saint Master, and there is only a thin diaphragm as thin as paper blocking him from the Great Saint Master, which can be broken with just one poke.

At this last moment, Jian Chen stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his plain eyes were filled with a little excitement. The Great Saint Master should have made a breakthrough more than a month ago.

Yes, it was a pity that he had to postpone his breakthrough due to the hidden dangers remaining in his body. And once he broke through to the Great Saint Master, he would have enough ability to resolve the feud between the Tianxiong family in Nawak City.

Taking a deep breath, Jian Chen slowly calmed down the turbulent mood in his heart, and then took out a dozen fourth-order magic cores the size of a child's fist from his space belt and placed them in front of his legs one by one for when he could break through.

needs.

Because at the critical moment of breakthrough, the energy required is very huge, and at that time he does not have extra time to get the magic core from the space belt, so these things must be prepared before the breakthrough.

After everything was fully prepared, Jian Chen held a fourth-level magic core in each hand, slowly closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation again.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed. At noon, at this moment, Roscoe, his wife Fanghui and their two children were sitting in the house eating lunch.

"Jian Chen is practicing too hard. In the past half a month, he only went out for a meal almost every two or three days. I don't know how he could bear it. This time it has been four days.

It's been a while, and Jian Chen hasn't even taken a step out of the room yet. Oh, I'm really worried that he might get sick from exhaustion like this." Fang Hui looked through the door at a small wooden house not far away with a closed wooden door.

He shook his head and sighed, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Hearing this, Roscoe laughed and said: "Hui'er, you have never been exposed to the power of the Holy Spirit, so you can never imagine the magic of the Holy Power. Young Jian Chen's training is indeed very hard, at least a hundred times harder than mine before.

, but you will definitely not get sick from being tired like this. As for eating, then

Not to mention, in Tianyuan Continent, it is normal for some powerful people to go without food for several days or even more than ten days. In the past, when I went out on a mission, several of my companions would go without food for four or five days.

I haven’t eaten yet, but I’m still fighting with the robbers and robbers vigorously.”

After hearing this, Fang Hui held her tongue in disdain and said: "You are you, Jian Chen is Jian Chen, don't forget that you were already in your thirties at that time, but Jian Chen was only a twenty-year-old.

As a young man in his early teens, he is so thin and frail, how can he compare with the strong and strong you."

Roscoe sighed lightly and said: "Hui'er, you have never walked around Tianyuan Continent and don't know about this matter. Let me tell you, an individual's strength has nothing to do with age.

Yes, some people with stupid talents will have difficulty in condensing holy soldiers and becoming a saint in their lifetime, while some people with good fortune and good conditions will have many mercenaries at a young age, which they will never be able to achieve in their lifetime.

high."

"For example, the village chief of our Huangjia Village is over 150 years old this year, and he only has the strength of a great saint. He is already the most powerful person in our village, and in

Among some colleges on Tianyuan Continent, our village chief's strength has barely reached the graduation standard. There are many people under thirty years old who already have the strength of our village chief."

Fang Hui nodded as if she understood, and said thoughtfully: "That seems to be true, but maybe Jian Chen is not that strong. After all, he is too young."

After hearing Fanghui's words, Roscoe was about to continue his defense when suddenly, a strong wind blew in from outside the house without any warning, rolling up a large amount of sand and flying into the house, destroying several dishes of vegetables on the table.

It's full of mud and sand.

"Oops, why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden?" Roscoe's expression changed slightly, and he immediately ran over and closed the door.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, Dad, Mom, there is sand in my eyes and I can't open them." Luo Jia, who was sitting at the dinner table and eating, covered her eyes with her hands and said in a crying voice.

Fanghui quickly came to Luo Jia and comforted her: "Good boy, Jiajia, don't cry. Mom is here. Let her blow the sand for you. Come on, open your eyes."

Roscoe looked back at the food on the table that was already covered with a layer of sand. He hesitated for a moment and said with a serious face: "You guys stay in the room for now. I'll go out and take a look. This strong wind is really coming."

It was so sudden, there was no warning at all, and it felt a little weird." With that said, Roscoe opened the door and walked out.

Outside the house, the strong wind was still raging everywhere, kicking up dust flying in the sky, blocking out the sun. Even the strong light shining down from the scorching sun in the sky was weakened by the thick layer of dust that had accumulated in the sky.

A few minutes. One

The clothes hanging outside were driven high into the sky by the strong wind, fluttering in the wind. A large number of tiles were blown off the roof, and even several fragile wooden houses were damaged by the strong wind.

Blown to pieces.

"What's going on? Why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden..."

"This gust of wind is so strange. It comes suddenly and is so violent..."

In the distance, the villagers of Huangjia Village also walked out of the wooden houses one after another, and everyone was very confused.

Roscoe glanced around casually. When he accidentally glanced at the small wooden house where Jian Chen lived, his eyes suddenly condensed, because he suddenly discovered from the smoke and dust flying in the sky that the wind seemed to be Jian Chen's residence.

The small wooden house is the center and spreads to the surrounding areas.

Roscoe, who had traveled on the Tianyuan Continent and had the strength of a Saint Master, quickly deduced the truth of the matter based on this phenomenon. At that moment, his eyes widened and he stared at the place where Jian Chen lived in disbelief.

He walked out of a small wooden house and said in a voiceless voice: "This...could this be the noise that young Jian Chen made while he was practicing." At this moment, Rose

There was a huge wave in Ke's heart. He understood very well how much strength was needed to create such a scene. At least when he had the strength of a Saint Master more than ten years ago, he was far from being able to do this.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Jian Chen, who was only in his early twenties, had already far surpassed him back then.

"I really made a mistake. The young man is definitely stronger than the Saint Master. I guess his strength is at least as strong as the Great Saint Master." Roscoe said with a sigh on his face. Although he has become a useless person now, he once was

His experience was still there, and he immediately guessed Jian Chen's strength.

"Look, everyone, this strong wind seems to be blowing in that direction." An old voice came vaguely from a distance, and a white-haired old man pointed his finger in the direction where Jian Chen lived and said loudly.

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bsp; Hearing this, the rest of the people also turned their heads to look at the direction where Jian Chen lived, and then someone immediately said: "The village chief is right, this strong wind is indeed blowing from that direction. Look, in mid-air,

The smoke and dust spread in all directions."

"Come on, let's go over and have a look..."

"Yes, let's go over together to see what's going on..."

Then, a group of people followed the village chief and walked towards the wooden house where Jian Chen lived. The arrival of their group was immediately noticed by Roscoe, who quickly ran over to stop them and said: "

Village chief, let’s not go there now, so as not to disturb young Jian Chen.”

"Roscoe, what is going on? I think this strong wind seems to be blowing from that cabin." The village chief asked Roscoe, his tone full of doubts, and his face was full of wrinkles.

His old face was also very serious.

"Yes, Roscoe, what on earth is in that wooden house? Isn't there some treasure hidden there?" As soon as the village chief finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up.

"That's right, Roscoe, you are so unkind, even if you find the treasure, you won't let us all open our eyes."

"Hurry up and take out the baby and let us all see it. I have never seen a baby that can blow the wind."

Following that man's words, the rest of the people also thought that there must be some treasure hidden in that small wooden house, and they also followed suit and shouted loudly.

"Shh...shh...please keep your voice down." Roscoe quickly made a gesture to silence. After everyone quieted down, he lowered his voice and said with an innocent face: "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any treasures.

Ah, this is obviously a phenomenon caused by Jian Chen's young man practicing in the house. Based on the experience I summarized before, I can initially

In conclusion, this phenomenon should only appear when young man Jian Chen has reached the most critical moment in his cultivation. This is the moment when he is most afraid of being disturbed by others. Otherwise, it will cause very serious consequences, which will be very detrimental to young man Jian Chen.

Let’s go, let’s all stay away, don’t disturb young Jian Chen’s cultivation.”

"Oh, so that's it..."

"It's impossible. I've seen Jian Chen before. Why didn't I realize that he is so powerful? He actually has the magical power to control wind and rain."

"Rosco, you're not lying to us."

Everyone was questioning. After all, they all grew up in a mountain village and had almost never traveled to Tianyuan Continent. Therefore, many people were skeptical of Roscoe's words and simply did not believe in a person who was not as old as them.

To be able to possess such a great ability, the scene in front of them seemed to be an amazing magical power in their eyes.

The old village chief stared deeply at the wooden house where Jian Chen lived for a long time, with deep shock in his eyes. Then he sighed and turned around and said: "Everyone, what Roscoe said makes sense. As for

Whether the matter is the same as what Roscoe said, we will naturally know clearly later, but now we should retreat far away, so as not to disturb little brother Jian Chen."

The old village chief obviously had a high prestige in the hearts of everyone. As soon as he spoke, everyone stopped talking and silently retreated until they were fifty meters away before stopping. Everyone stopped there.

Looking at the small wooden house where Jian Chen lived.

The strong wind continued to wreak havoc in all directions, but the area affected was not large. It was only a few hundred meters in radius, just enough to cover the entire Huangjia Village.

Everyone had been watching fifty meters away for nearly half an hour. During this period, even some old and frail old people, as well as some women and children, left the house one after another, and watched curiously what was happening here despite the flying sand.

.

Now, the entire Huangjia Village's more than 100 people, as long as they are still able to move in Huangjia Village, almost all of them are gathered here, watching a scene they have never seen before. If this scene before them were placed in Tianyuan Continent

It may not attract anyone's special attention on a regular basis, but in this small mountain village that is almost isolated from the world, it is very fresh.

"Why do I feel like I'm getting more and more uncomfortable? My face is so uncomfortable that it's very difficult to breathe." Suddenly, an elderly man reached out and rubbed his chest and said in confusion.

"Yeah, I also feel a tightness in my chest. It's so tight that it makes me panic, and I feel like I'm carrying a heavy thing on my back." As soon as the old man finished speaking, a middle-aged man standing next to him also spoke.

"Me too, I feel so tight in my chest, it's like a big stone is pressing on my chest, and I can hardly breathe."
To be continued...