"Boy, do you... remember how you thought it was to understand the power of the Holy Light?"

"Boy, is your heart still there?"

Hearing that Zhu Xing admitted his mistake again, the great lord Moglani unexpectedly did not teach him one by one in detail. Instead, through spiritual links, he asked two questions in an extremely solemn tone.

Zhu Xing couldn't help but be stunned. He had not long understood the power of the Holy Light. He hadn't forgotten it yet. Of course he remembered that he was thinking about all the past, and finally somehow thought of freedom, and then he realized the Holy Light.

As for, is your heart still there?

Zhu Xing opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word. If his heart is there, why would he be lost? If his heart is not there, where would he be?

The "Fallen Ashes Messenger" in his hand was sharp and sharp. The momentum of the sword of will was amazing. The platinum holy light was as rich as the sea. The soul was filled with boiling fighting spirit. However, Zhu Xing's heart suddenly felt a sense of confusion and loneliness. He actually felt a sense of incompatible strangeness in those forces that had been relied on as Gancheng. It seemed that all those powerful forces did not belong to him. The reason why he used them so easily was that those powerful forces were allowed to be used by him for some reason...

At this time, Zhu Xing had an enlightenment in his heart. His mentor, the legendary paladin Moglani, had taught him more than once that nothing in the world is enough for him, only his own strength is the foundation. However, I thought I understood it at that time, but now I realized that I... actually never understood it!

In fact, since the first-level gene seal was untied and the battle intention of the ancient human strong men was immeasurable. The combat experience and fighting will have made Zhu Xing's soul unresolved, and his mind no longer had a clear and calm understanding of himself as before. The self-knowledge that he had always been proud of has long become turbid and chaotic under the erosion of the eternal and immortal spiritual temperament of those ancient strong men...

At this moment, Zhu Xing asked himself, is the freedom to fly without restraint, the vast sea and the sky, really his truest and most essential belief?

That's right. I have indeed yearned for the birds flying freely in the sky since I was a child, envied the fish wandering around the sea, and dreamed that I could walk around the world with my backpack without any worries. However, which child has never had such a dream?

Is my faith really free?

Is unrestrained freedom really there?

Zhu Xing is not an ignorant child. He has experienced more than 20 years of hard work in society and his ten years of online wandering, which made him realize very early that freedom is never without restraint, because only under restraint can the nobleness and rareness of freedom be demonstrated. If there is no restraint and restraint, then how can the preciousness of freedom be demonstrated?

However, when Zhu Xing recalled his childhood dream, and was pulled into infinite space by the Lord God overbearingly. After entering the infinite space, he was held in his hand by an unknown high-ranking existence as a chess piece. All kinds of encounters made him hope that he could break free from the constraints and bonds, no longer control his own life and manipulate his destiny for other existences. This hope... is so urgent, so urgent...

When Zhu Xing carefully recalled the little things that he realized his faith and awakened the power of the holy light, he finally realized that the reason why he was able to awaken the power of the holy light was the highest level of platinum glory. In fact, it was because of his extremely urgent hope of not wanting to be controlled by other existences and manipulating his destiny, resonated with the wishes of the ancient human strong men who drove out gods and Buddhas of the heavens, chased demons from outside the realm, sealed underground ghosts, and made the tribe the supreme emperor of all heavens and all worlds. It was these pure and extremely imprints of will that could be washed away by the long river of time but were still eternal and immortal, which made his faith extremely refined and sincere, and the power of the holy light rank at the highest level!

"My heart... still hope... freedom!"

"My heart is still there!"

Zhu Xing muttered to himself silently in his heart.

The calm tone and calm words were like a rag, gently wiped away all the impetuous, confusion and self-righteousness that had accumulated at some point in time, allowing the clear and calm heart that always has self-knowledge again...

Just like a clean mirror, the mirror reflects a numb expression on his face, and a helpless unwillingness in his calm eyes. At a glance, you will know that this is an ordinary fart man who is bound by cruel reality and cannot be broken free. Perhaps, only the deepest part of those calm eyes, a slight struggle and a slight unwillingness will make you feel that this person has not been institutionalized and imprisoned into a doll without self, without thoughts, or a person with self and soul.

Seeing this person, Zhu Xing couldn't help but suddenly realize that even though he was holding an epic divine sword in his hand, holding the power of the highest level of holy light, possessing the eternal imprint of the will of the ancient human strong man, the sword of will turned into by the spiritual will always exudes a brutal and domineering momentum, but he was still the most mediocre person who spoke New Year greetings that everyone loved to hear, and greeted all the female relatives in the other party within 19 generations. He dared not express anything in reality, put on a vest and complained online, and also had to consider whether the words were not the most ordinary and ordinary people in the Celestial Celestial Celestial!

"So this is me, this is my real self!"

Staring at the figure reflected in his heart, Zhu Xing couldn't help but suddenly realize why he suddenly made a mistake like a brain-showing trick? Why did he suddenly lose all his fighting spirit in resistance and just close his eyes and wait for death!

Because, he has never changed.

I thought I had the epic divine sword "The Fallen Ashes Messenger", but this divine sword belonged to the legendary paladin, the great lord of the Blood Crusader, Alexandros Moglani. Even if I could really own it, the premise was to complete the painful artifact-level purification mission.

He thought he had the power of holy light of the highest level of Platinum Glory, but now he understood that he had indeed realized his faith and awakened the power of the Holy Light, but it was not the power of the highest level of Platinum Glory! If it were not resonating with the pure will imprint of the ancient human powers contained in his soul, with his turbid and distracted soul and fragile spiritual will, how could the most refined and sincere Platinum Glory of the highest level of Holy Light of the Platinum Glory?

He concentrated his spirit into a sword, condensing his spiritual will into a sword. Moreover, this sword of will also nurtures spirituality, and has the aura of wild, vast, arrogant, domineering, and the only one who is the only one who is the only one. How could a mediocre and swallow his anger have the aura of being arrogant and domineering? Without truly standing at the peak of loneliness where I am invincible, how could there be such a powerful aura?

"Beggar... is beggar! Wearing a dragon robe... he is still beggar, and he cannot become the emperor who unified the nine states and the four seas and the eight desolates!"

Zhu Xing showed a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth and let out a few sneers.

"Think it through? Think it through, it means that you are still saved! This time when facing this demon spirit, I don't allow you to use the secret method of holy light. It is very clear that it is any secret method of holy light, including the "Aura of Punishment" and "Blessings of the King"! A demon spirit controlled by one of the most primitive humans, a cursed Yin\sword, is not the undead strongman who destroyed countless creatures in the Scourge Legion. An epic divine sword is enough!"

Seeing that Zhu Xing had regained his calmness, the great lord Moglani raised his heart in his throat and let it go back. However, Moglani, who never interfered with Zhu Xing's battle this time, put forward a very strange restriction.
Chapter completed!