"Roll your eyes? Don't you like handsome guys?"
"Yes, I just hope you can calm down. It's impossible for you and him!" Said the female disciple, who was a little calmer.
“……”
The words of the three female disciples made Chen Hao happy.
Deng Yifei's development is roughly under the control of his plan, without much twists and turns.
This kind of smooth, let Chen Hao some unexpected.
After all, a person's character formation is extremely complex, and there will be many factors from many aspects, but these three years went on smoothly according to the established track.
Among them, Chen Hao's efforts, of course, Deng Yifei's active cooperation, and the reasons for his own life experience.
The only thing Chen Hao regrets is Deng Yifei's savvy.
Even if there is a certain enhancement of his talent with red blood sword, his understanding can only be regarded as the middle level of Tianyun sect disciples.
What is the average level of Tianyun sect disciples?
According to Chen Hao's observation, in fact, there is a high probability of understanding the artistic conception and becoming a martial artist in the innate realm, but it is extremely slim to break through to the breaking heaven realm, which requires a lot of luck.
Luck?
It's a very mysterious thing.
The owner of the red blood sword, on the whole, most of his luck is not good!
When Deng Yifei stepped into the cloud peak, snowflakes the size of rice grains began to float in the sky. Deng Yifei looked at the gloomy sky, stretched out his palm, caught the white snow, and watched the snow melt in his hand.
He whispered, "sect Dabi, it's still a month!"
"Do you want to participate this time?"
"Yes!" Deng Yifei said firmly.
When Deng Yifei just entered tianyunmen, he missed the sect big match. At the end of the next two years, Deng Yifei missed all the sect big matches.
This is the third year and the year he is most confident of. He doesn't want to miss it anymore.
At the end of each year, the top three of Tianyun sect can get the reward of Xuanji martial arts, but every time, Deng Yifei is not sure to enter the top three.
Because although he can be strengthened by killing villains, other geniuses in tianyunmen are not vegetarian!
Before the birth environment, there was a pill as a supplement, and the gap between geniuses of different levels was not large. What really opened the gap between geniuses of different levels was after the birth environment.
Deng Yifei started his practice late, and his understanding and root bone are too general. Over the years, he has been catching up with those geniuses.
Chen Hao hesitated and said, "it's time to teach you something after three years!"
"Is master Jianling finally willing to teach me?"
Deng Yifei's voice choked when he said this, and he would only show this side in front of Chen Hao.
Chen Hao told him before that he would teach him well when the time came.
However, it was only mentioned. Deng Yifei had mentioned it to Chen Hao several times, but Chen Hao refused it on the grounds that it was not enough to kill the villain.
"OK, I have seen your efforts in the past three years!"
"Thank you, Lord Jianling!"
With excitement, Deng Yifei directly opened his hut, shook off the dust on the bed, locked the door, tightly held the Red Blood Sword and lay on the bed.
Chen Hao continued, "these inheritance are all left by the successive sword owners of the red blood holy sword!"
"The holy sword has been the sword owner?"
Deng Yifei lost his voice.
"Yes, red blood holy sword, you are not the only sword owner. Before you, there were 37 sword owners!" Chen Hao's tone is very heavy, as if he is still recalling with a trace.
Deng Yifei found that the weight of the red blood holy sword in his hand was heavy.
"Thirty seven seniors, are they all excellent?"
Chen Hao said sadly, "yes, they are all excellent, kind, honest and brave, just like you!"
Speaking of this, Chen Hao thought of the 17th massacre of the city, Zhou Lihua of the extermination sect, Lin Jie who destroyed the light face of Liang Pingguo and destroyed Lu Qiu City... The tone of grief was almost stretched!
Deng Yifei did not know Chen Hao's psychological activities. His eyes were full of excited light.
He only knew that he was not the only one selected by the red blood holy sword. He was not the only one who was committed to killing evil men, and there were 37 predecessors!
He is not alone!
"As long as you can understand their artistic conception, it is enough to benefit you infinitely!"
"Well, ready, come on!"
Chen Hao didn't hesitate this time, so he prepared some life clips of Deng Yifei.
Of course, these are pre processed. In the life of seventeen, Chen Hao will selectively cut those that do not meet the purpose of killing villains with the red blood sword!
Therefore, Deng Yifei saw a young soldier who was tall and exaggerated, like a little giant, and took his soldiers with extremely cruel means to constantly encircle and suppress mountain bandits and bandits.
Deng Yifei, as an onlooker, saw his blood boiling in this scene!
He really wants to become the subordinate of that elder and rush with him!
Then he witnessed the tragedy of Qingfeng city after it was slaughtered, and personally felt the deep-seated anger of the elder, and he also filled with righteous indignation.
Tu Cheng, in Deng Yifei's view, this is definitely an unforgivable crime!
Later, Deng Yifei learned from the conversation between the elder and other soldiers, as well as the extremely mutilated and strange bodies everywhere that his elder, surnamed Chen, was a soldier of Nanyun country, and their opponent was the evil black blood country controlled by the demon sect!
Then Deng Yifei watched with his own eyes the whole process of master Chen's understanding of the artistic conception of power, and felt his use of the artistic conception of killing and his revenge on the evil black blood country.
Finally, he saw with his own eyes that in order to protect the people in the capital of Nanyun country, master Chen had to use the "last Elegy" to completely destroy hundreds of thousands of troops of the evil black blood country with the power of one person!
He saw the bloody sky, the fragmented earth, and the cruel army completely immersed in fear
Seeing the end, Deng Yifei's eyes were already full of tears.
This is his predecessor!
He is Deng Yifei's predecessor!
After a long time, Chen Hao asked in a low voice, "how is it? Do you have any feelings?"
Asked by Chen Hao, Deng Yifei gradually woke up from that feeling. He said with some embarrassment, "it's a little bit!"
Chen Hao asked with some expectation, "is it the artistic conception of force?"
"It's not... It's the mood of fear. With a little perception, I feel that it is more consistent with me. It seems to feel a little context. Isn't it my goal to keep the villain in in fear all the time?"
"Is there no other harvest?"
Chen Hao was a little disappointed. What he valued most was the artistic conception of power.
Is Deng Yifei's savvy still too low?
"Yes!" Deng Yifei scratched his wet hair and said, "just now, when I saw master Chen killing those villains and fighting against the army of the black blood country, I really wanted to fight with him and kill those villains together... At that time, I had a very strange feeling that I felt like something was going to get out of my heart!"