Chapter 6625: Teaching the Way of Cultivation

Qin Yichen was obviously very satisfied with Zhang Yun's answer.

As long as Zhang Yun is willing to listen to his instructions and do things, let alone teach him skills, it doesn't matter if he becomes his confidant.

Because Qin Yichen knew very well what he was lacking now.

That is his subordinates. Only a sufficient number of subordinates can help him share the crisis he is facing.

For example, Qin Yichen can do things like gathering information by himself, but of course it would be best if someone replaces him.

What Qin Yichen lacks in this world is just such subordinates.

As for the believers in the Light Lord Temple, Qin Yichen was actually a little confused.

These people's belief in them was too abrupt, and pushing their status too high was not conducive to Qin Yichen's relationship with them.

The people in the Light Lord Temple are his believers and his capable subordinates, but they are not yet qualified to become close followers.

Because they believe in the Lord of Light, not Qin Yichen.

"Zhang Yun, as long as you are willing to be loyal to me, you can easily kill Chen Liuxiang, even the head of the Lanyue family."

Qin Yichen dropped the bombshell with a calm expression.

The leader of the Lanyue family can be easily killed!

What a grand statement.

Everyone in Zhang Yun was dumbfounded.

"Master Lanyue?"

Zhang Yun seemed a little unable to accept it and murmured to himself in a low voice.

The head of the family is second only to the leader of the God-killing Sect in this square cave.

With a transcendent status and the foundation of the entire family head, their strength is by no means bad, at least among their respective families, they are top-notch existences.

It is impossible for mortals to look up.

Others may not know it, but Zhang Yun knows exactly how strong he is.

Before today, even the identity of an envoy was something he could not look up to.

His bloodline talent is really poor.

Today, with the help of "Big Brother Si", my strength has leapt forward.

Now it has the strength of an envoy level.

Zhang Yun was not happy about this big step.

He clearly understood the absolute gap between messengers and non-messengers.

It cannot be made up for by hard work.

There must be a great opportunity, and there must be absolutely strong people to help.

Now that he was lucky enough to have the power of an envoy, he knew better how difficult every next step would be.

Every streamer on the shoulders of those strong men is proof of their strength. Obtaining each one is more difficult than becoming a messenger.

The head of the family is a person who is superior to the three belt messengers.

No matter how weak his strength is, he can still be on par with the Three-Belt Messenger.

He had just entered the status of envoy, and Brother Si made such shocking remarks.

Zhang Yunshi's mind was buzzing.

"Brother Si, you know my talent is not good enough."

Hearing this, Qin Yichen smiled casually.

"talent?"

"Cultivation does require talent, but I also know that hard work also has a way out."

"The so-called talent is just the humble words of the strong, and fate is the excuse of the weak. Zhang Yun, let me ask you, do you want to be strong or weak?"

Zhang Yun was stunned by Qin Yichen's words.

Looking at Qin Yichen blankly, he woke up.

Who said cultivation requires talent?

They are not the absolute strong ones. They attribute their success to their talent and avoid others asking them about the secrets of cultivation.

Behind the scenes that no one can see, only they themselves understand how much they have paid.

Take Zhang Yun as an example. Behind him is his daily practice, which strengthens his body to the extreme.

And he never told anyone else about this.

Except "Brother Si".

I think Brother Si chose me for some reason.

He lowered his head suddenly and gritted his teeth.

"Brother Si, I know you want to teach me to become a strong person, but it will not be a smooth road. I need to work harder than others."

"Brother Si, don't worry, no matter what kind of cultivation method it is, as long as I, Zhang Yun, am still breathing, I will never give up."

"I will definitely not let down Brother Si and become an absolute strong man!"

The firm eyes and clenched fists.

Everything that Zhang Yun was thinking was outlined.

Qin Yichen nodded with satisfaction.

"You are smarter than I think, but that's okay. You understand how difficult the next road is, so you can complete it better."

With that said, Qin Yichen stepped in front of Zhang Yun and reached out to hold his head.

Spiritual energy instantly spread all over Zhang Yun's limbs and bones.

The severe stinging pain made Zhang Yun's face look ferocious, as if countless ants were devouring his body.

Instinctively, Zhang Yun wanted to avoid him, but when he saw Qin Yichen's indifferent expression and the trust written in his eyes.

He immediately gave up all thoughts.

Gritting his teeth tightly, his mouth felt fishy and sweet.

The nails were embedded in the palms, and bright red blood overflowed from the gaps between the fingers.

His body trembled, and even though he was about to lose control of his body, he still persisted and did not let his body fall.

Just because of Qin Yichen's previous move to win over him, Zhang Yun was so determined.

Qin Yichen, who took all this into consideration, nodded with satisfaction.

This is the kind of confidant he wants. No matter what happens, he will always believe in him and follow him.

Not those believers who worship the statues of gods.

Because the Lord of Light is just a tool used by Qin Yichen to study the power of faith in the world.

Tools have to be discarded. When believers abandon the temple of the Lord of Light, they will disappear without a trace.

"Zhang Yun!"

"I'm very optimistic about you. As for what you can achieve, it all depends on how long you can persist."

After saying that, Qin Yichen let go of his hand and sat aside calmly.

The spiritual energy left in Zhang Yun's body was still raging.

It hurts like this anytime, anywhere.

Zhang Yun choked out four words between his teeth.

"Yes, Lord Si."

Qin Yichen gently pushed the tea cup on the table. The little maid understood and quickly came up to pour tea.

Just like this, Qin Yichen took a light sip of tea while Zhang Yun was still in severe pain.

Then he looked at Zhang Yun.

"Everything I say next, you must remember it for me. Apart from you and me, no third person can know it."

When the little maid heard this, she put down the teapot and walked outside the courtyard.

Seeing the little maid leave, Zhang Yun endured the severe pain in his body and suppressed the urge to throw the little girl out quickly.

When the door closed, Qin Yichen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Your talent is not good enough, and your control over the black mist is not good enough. You are not suitable for the practice method in this world."

"What I am teaching you now is the sword's will, which is guided by the soul and the edge is the thought! It is easy to take the head of a person thousands of miles away."

"The first step is to condense the sword intention, which is to condense the soul, and the soul is nothing."

"Feel your body carefully, and feel the part of your consciousness that is not under your control when you control your body."

"Only by mastering all the souls can you be qualified to condense them."