Zhongzhou is separated from Haotian State by more than a dozen states, and the Haotian Sect's warships have to fly non-stop for seven days before they can get back. [Learn ww.du.m]
If it were a Grand Master, it would definitely not be possible to fly continuously. It would consume too much and it would take at least ten days to arrive.
To become a high-grade Martial Saint, it would take a month to get there, to a low-grade Martial Saint, it would take three months, and to reach the Martial Emperor Realm would take half a year to a year.
Thinking back to when Xiao Chen set out from Haotian Sect, he felt that it took about half a year to take the shortcut in Hunluozhou.
Today, the world is still the same world, the world has not changed, but in his eyes it has become smaller.
This is the improvement in vision brought about by the increase in strength. At different heights, the world in your eyes will be different.
I don’t know how the heaven and earth he saw at this time were different from Emperor Wu, and how they were different from those supreme beings.
Seven days have passed, and Xiao Chen's injuries have completely recovered, and he has returned to his peak.
The shining light in his eyes made people feel a strong intimidating force.
Even after the war, he did nothing, but his temperament changed invisibly.
Every move he makes has the natural demeanor of a master. If it weren't for his young face, he would most likely be mistaken for a bad old man in his eighties or nineties.
Xiao Chen's current state is exactly the peak of the Grand Master state. If he has more luck, he will reach the level of quasi-emperor.
The quasi-emperor is already close to the emperor. He is considered a powerful figure in any place. His every move can stir up the situation.
Returning to his original nature, his master's demeanor has moved towards a higher level of temperament and the heart of an emperor, which is no longer visible to outsiders.
"Junior Brother Xiao Chen, Haotian City has fallen. Just try to understand the gains of this profession. I will take care of all the complicated matters for you."
Shui Lingling and Xiao Chen said as the battleship hovered over Haotian City.
Trivial matters
Xiao Chen's mind was like lightning, and he quickly guessed what Shui Lingling was referring to. He would not stay in Haotian Sect for long before he would leave for Tianxing Island.
There are many disciples in the sect who are willing to leave with him, and Shui Lingling should be talking about this.
"Then there's Senior Sister Lao."
Shui Lingling said: "Yue Chenxi and the others have told me a long time ago, but the procedures are complicated and involve many rules. I'm afraid it will take some time."
Xiao Chen still had some worries: "These people leaving after me will probably be a huge loss to the sect."
Shui Lingling smiled softly and said: "It's not a loss, the elixir refined from your blood has not been used up to this day.
I don’t know how many elite disciples have been cast for the sect. Compared to these, it is really nothing. "
He absorbed several times more divine liquid from the Divine Spring of Heavenly Dew than all the geniuses from other races put together.
The current prosperity of Haotian Sect is closely related to him.
Without the elixirs refined with his blood, there would never have been so many elite disciples who could quickly reach the realm of martial saints.
With Shui Lingling's explanation, Xiao Chen felt relieved. After the two separated, Xiao Chen walked straight towards the largest inn in the city.
Haotian City is the central city of Haotian State. Except for the inner city, only the disciples of the sect can enter. In the outer city, except for the disciples of the Haotian Sect, most of them are warriors from other places.
The streets and alleys are bustling and lively.
In the inn, business was booming and all seats were packed.
There was a lot of people and it was very noisy. If you listen carefully, all the things being talked about were about every detail of the King Ceremony.
The news spread quickly, and now the warriors in the entire Tianwu Domain knew that Xiao Chen had been granted the title of King by the Azure Dragon King.
The five supreme beings gathered in Tianwu, which made Xiao Chen's King Ceremony once again radiate, and the entire Kunlun Continent was talking about it.
The Azure Dragon King, who had been in the dust for thousands of years, once again appeared in the eyes of the world. There were even more various rumors about the ups and downs of the process of conferring the king on the king's stage.
Xiao Chen stood outside the inn, his green shirt fluttering in the wind. He pondered for a while, then raised his legs and stepped in.
Who sent the Underworld Picture? The answer will soon be known.
After walking through the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor, Xiao Chen stopped walking up and found an empty table and sat down.
After ordering food and drinks, he drank and ate meat without looking anxious at all.
Since the other party told him to look for him at the largest inn in the city, the other party would notice him as soon as he entered the inn.
If it's really the person he's guessing, there are too many ways to prevent him from finding out, so just wait.
"Haha, Brother Xiao, congratulations on the successful title of king!" At some point, all the guests on the third floor left.
The moment Xiao Chen raised his head, there was already a person sitting across from him. He was wearing a blue gown and a long sword on his back. The same smile that had remained unchanged for thousands of years was still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Chu Chaoyun and the picture of Huangquan were indeed sent by this person!
We haven't seen him for many years. Chu Chaoyun is still the same as before. No matter how he changes, he can still give people a sense of calmness and ease.
To this day, Xiao Chen still cannot see through the mystery of this man.
After not seeing each other for many years, Chu Chaoyun's cultivation has reached the level of a master-level martial saint.
But at this moment, Xiao Chen's cultivation level had greatly increased, and his strength was advancing rapidly. Looking at Chu Chaoyun who was so close, he was not sure of victory.
The other party is not far away, but it gives the impression of chaos, as if there is a distance of a starry sky, darkness and light intertwined, holding a peerless sword.
"Where did your picture come from?" Xiao Chen got straight to the point and asked directly.
Chu Chaoyun didn't seem to want to talk nonsense. He took a sip of wine and said, "In the Cangqiong Realm, you should have met someone who looks similar to you and knows the exclusive martial arts of the Qinglong Martial Spirit."
Xiao Chen's heart moved slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded to express that he had seen it.
"The picture was found from him."
"Searched from him? Are you kidding? This man is definitely stronger than you. Are you just going to let you search for this picture and treat him as a dead person?"
"Haha, he is indeed dead..."
Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, and he was quite surprised. This person had always been a knot in Xiao Chen's heart.
I thought there would definitely be a handover in the future, but I didn't expect him to die like this.
Chu Chaoyun remained calm and said calmly: "He was an evil thought generated by Qing Emperor's practice of good and evil merits. Thousands of years ago, Qing Emperor slashed him, but he was not completely killed.
Thousands of years have passed, and most of his strength has been restored. He wanted to go to the abyss to compete for the position of the chief leader of the Nether Sect, but he failed in three attempts and died. "
No wonder it was so similar. It turned out to be a wisp of evil thoughts from the Qing Emperor, but he was defeated by the chief leader of the Nether Sect in three moves. Xiao Chen still couldn't believe it.
The Nether Sect has branches in all the lower realms, and its headquarters is in the Abyss Demon Realm. Xiao Chen knows.
But the strength of the chief leader was so strong that it exceeded Xiao Chen's expectations.
"How do you know so much?"
Xiao Chen looked directly at Chu Chaoyun.
Chu Chaoyun smiled softly and played with the wine glass in his hand: "The last Tianwu Emperor and Qing Emperor were good friends. As a remnant of the dynasty, I know these rare news, so it doesn't matter."
"Sure, you will know this sooner or later.
But you have to become an emperor, so don't die, don't follow in the footsteps of the Thunder Emperor, I'm waiting for you to become the emperor. "
Xiao Chen suddenly said: "You want to suppress the origin of the sky fire under His Highness Qinglong!"
Chu Chaoyun looked shocked. He obviously didn't expect Xiao Chen to tell his purpose directly. His expression fluctuated for the first time: "Have you been to Qinglong Palace?"
But in a flash, I realized that what I was asking was nonsense. I had never been there, how could I know that the origin of the Sky Fire would be in the Qinglong Palace.
Xiao Chen smiled softly, changed the subject and said: "Your paintings are of no use to me.
I have been to the underworld, crossed the sea of suffering, and seen the sword light left by the Qing Emperor. The six paths of reincarnation have been completely shattered, and there is no meaning of existence. "
After hearing that reincarnation was broken, the expression on Chu Chaoyun's face obviously changed again.
Reincarnation has been broken, where did the Qing Emperor go in the end? Observing Chu Chaoyun's expression carefully, Xiao Chen took the initiative in the conversation with this person for the first time. The other person was not as omniscient as he showed.
Like him, he is looking for some answers and waiting for opportunities.
"Farewell, we'll meet again when we have a chance!" Chu Chaoyun was confused by the two pieces of information revealed by Xiao Chen. He didn't want to sit down anymore, so he stood up and wanted to leave.
"Did I tell you to leave?"
Xiao Chen put down his wine glass, and his long hair moved automatically. Ding-ding-dong-dong, the sound of swords sounded like the sound of piano, and countless sword winds locked on Chu Chaoyun who stood up in an instant.