Chen Xiansong didn't understand, and he continued to ask suspiciously! "Backoff?"

Udir took a deep breath and explained: "Backoff refers to the uncontrolled boom of the elements when using the power of the element, due to improper skills or excessive use of consciousness, which affects the physical damage of the warrior and the craftsman. At the mildest, he is injured, and at the worst, he dies...

Chen Xiansong saw a few pools of blood on the ground and asked worriedly: "Is something wrong with someone?" Because he discovered this technique, Claude and Udir gathered everyone to conduct the experiment. When he thought it was his own relationship, Chen Xiansong was a little uneasy. If someone died because of this, he felt that his sin would be great.

Seeing the obvious worry expression on Chen Xiansong's face, Udir was very pleased with the kindness of his students. He smiled and comforted: "Child, don't worry, no one is seriously ill. The most serious thing is to vomit some blood and faint, and there will be no life-threatening." Chen Xiansong breathed a sigh of relief.

Soxi also came over. He looked at the guards around him who had nowhere to find anything, then looked at Chen Xiansong, and smiled and said, "Little guy, don't worry too much. The problem we need to consider now is not their safety. Naturally, there is a solution within the association. What we have to do now is very simple, just try to figure out what this evil-repelling stone is, why you can sense it, or even change its shape, while other people can only barely sense its existence. Once the mental power goes deeper, it will be rejected by a strange force...

Chen Xiansong smiled bitterly. How could he know how he knew that he had accidentally discovered the quality of the evil stone. Besides, he was not a scientific researcher and did not know much about the research steps. However, looking at the expectant eyes of the two old men, he couldn't refuse, so he had to respond: "Teacher, and Your Excellency Claude, I will take time to study the reasons for the evil stone." Hearing this, both old men were very pleased.

Many staff members came in the backyard and helped all the injured fighters and practitioners outside.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and Udir handed several evil-exorcist stones back to Chen Xiansong: "Actually, we also tried to meditate, but you know, the sea of ​​consciousness of our spiritual thinkingers is floating, and there are too many distracting thoughts, and it is impossible to sense the mental power, so there is no way to sense the elemental power. Logically speaking, all spiritual thinkingers cannot meditate. The Sun God gave us knowledge and took away our force, but... child, you are obviously an exception, and this may be related to your life experience." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Min next to him.

Udir had made many speculations about his students. But now he felt more and more that Chen Xiansong was a mixed-race student who was ordinary people who learned from the Sun God servant, or a mixed-race student of an unknown spiritual thinker and the Sun God servant. Moreover, the Sun God servant had a high status in the Sun Temple. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why Chen Xiansong was following him, and he was also a maid.

Although I have heard of the Sun God servant intermarried with outsiders for thousands of years, this kind of test is not true. However, for thousands of years, there has never been a maid for outsiders. But in Udir's view, Bai Min is just a maid, and she is close to her body.

In any case, the Spiritual Thinker Association never pays attention to the original identity of its members, civilians, slaves, soldiers and even once served as prostitutes. Compared with it, the descendants of the Sun God servants are too noble, and there is no direct conflict of interest between the Sun Temple and the Spiritual Thinker Association.

"My life experience?" Chen Xiansong felt a little nervous when he heard this. Chen, who had been sleeping for more than 10,000 years and woke up from the restoration cabin, was still a black householder. Now is not the era of the world tyranny in the past. Even if he had no identity, he could just do one. And now he gradually understood that in this dark civilization era, without identity and unknown origin, he would easily be treated as an undercover agent in another country.

Thinking of this, he frowned a little and wondered how to fool his origin.

When Udir saw Chen Xiansong's god, he mistakenly thought that he didn't want to talk about his life experience. He took the initiative to change the topic: "Child, I heard that you went to the Mercenary Union. Is there any progress in the mission issued by our association?"

Gusuoxi was a little surprised to see this. He was actually interested in Chen Xiansong's identity. He just heard Udir mention it and was ready to listen, but unexpectedly, Chen Xiansong had just an expression, and Udir changed his mind. He thought for a while and immediately "understanded" that Chen Xiansong must be of great origin, and even his old friend was unwilling to say more about this.

“Another not.

"Seeing that Udir did not ask about his huge body again, he breathed a sigh of relief, told the story, and then said: "In order to prevent anyone from taking bounties again, I have asked Xiao Min to paint the portraits of those people...,

"Oh?" Hearing this, Soxi looked at Bai Min with interest: "Madam, are you good at painting art too? As far as I know, Sun God~

...It's not good at this...

Bai Min glanced at the other party and replied lightly: "I just copied the characters' appearance, which has nothing to do with art. Xiao Song is very good at painting."

The Sun God servant is a new human being ten thousand years ago. They inherited almost all the objects of their ancestors, whether good or bad. Art is indeed the dead end of the Sun God servant. At any time, only the spiritual thinkers can master the art, but there are not many spiritual thinkers who are good at art.

Like Sosi and Udir, they are not good at any artistic skills, but the reality is that artwork is one of the most important luxury goods of this era. These people evolved from chimpanzees have limited creativity, but they have a very high level of artistic appreciation.

Especially in the aristocratic class, if a family does not have a work of art that can be produced in one or two years, no matter how long the family exists, it will be secretly ridiculed by people of the same class as nouveau riche who does not understand elegance. However, there are so few people who are good at art, which leads to the extremely high price of art.

So after hearing that Chen Xiansong was good at painting, Sosi and Udir's eyes suddenly lit up. They looked at each other, and Claude stood up first: "Child, are you good at painting?" "It's okay." After awakening, Chen Xiansong had no chance to show his strengths because of various things. Natural people dare not compare with new humans in any other aspects, but only art is their last spiritual fortress and their pillar of dignity.

"Are you good at character portraying?" Soxi seemed a little excited.

"It's okay." Chen Xiansong smiled modestly. Although he is mainly engaged in ink painting, he has put a lot of effort into sketching. You can use stones from other mountains to polish jade. Learning more other painting skills will be of great benefit to his future breakthroughs. This is the teaching his ink painting teacher has taught him since childhood.

"Draw a picture for me." Soxi's hands suddenly put on Chen Xiansong's shoulders, and she was extremely excited, as if she had become more than 20 years younger in an instant.

About two hours later, Soxi was admiring his sketches in the study alone. While watching, he tsk his tongue: "This strength is worthy of being a person who has practiced the art of painting for ten years. I think even President Artemis is not as good as Chen Xiansong in this regard. Without the careful teaching of the master of painting, ordinary people will definitely not be able to reach this level. What is this child's identity? He is getting more and more curious. But judging from the attitude of his old friend Udir, it seems that he doesn't really want others to investigate his students. Well, should he check it?"

There was a knock on the door outside, and Soxi responded: "Please come in."

The door opened and a young man came in. It was Claude. He walked to Socie and asked respectfully, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

"Yeah!" Soxi nodded, then pointed to the sketch on the wall: "This is a new good thing I have obtained, I want you to see it too."

Claude moved his gaze to the wall, then exclaimed, and after a while, his eyes were filled with admiration: "Teacher, this seems you should have just completed it. Teacher, is there an amazing master of art in our Qingxi City?" Soxi laughed and replied: "It's really amazing. If you don't care about your age, you can afford the title of master. You know the author of this side, which is Chen Xiansong." As soon as he heard this name, Claude's face became quite strange, jealous, but more incredible: "How is this possible... This technique of painting not only requires talent, but also time. He seems to be younger than me."

Soxi smiled and said, "It's him. It's really amazing. To be honest, I really didn't expect that he had such a skill and had such good painting skills at such a young age. If I hadn't watched him draw this painting with my own eyes, I would have been like you. The first reflection was that I didn't believe it." As a spiritual thinker and a nobleman, Claude also had a natural love for art. He liked this figure sketch at first sight, but after hearing that it was Chen Xiansong's work, he suddenly felt disgusted, and the paintings on the wall became ugly and vulgar in an instant.
Chapter completed!