Everything in the world must be risky. It is obviously impossible to gain something for nothing and achieve success easily.
Xiao Chen naturally understood this and said, "What method?"
Aojiao did not answer directly, but said: "You know the source of the spiritual veins under the Tiandao Pavilion, that was what even the demon king of the Sirius clan wanted to get."
The source of spiritual veins, the foundation of a spiritual vein, contains immeasurable amounts of heaven and earth energy.
Xiao Chen naturally knew the source of the spiritual veins possessed by Tiandao Pavilion. He even experienced it personally in the underground world of the Lingshi Mine.
But the power contained in the source of the spiritual veins is too huge. Xiao Chen can't make any plans now. If he swallows it forcefully, his body will be exploded by the energy if he is not careful.
The reason why Leng Liusu was able to practice on it was because the founder of Tiandao Pavilion placed a ban on it, limiting the power he could draw from it.
Otherwise, with Leng Liusu's original cultivation level, he would never be able to practice on it.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen shook his head slightly and said: "Isn't this the method you are talking about? The source of the spiritual veins of Tiandao Pavilion has been banned, limiting the energy drawn from it, and only the descendants of the founder can use it. A spiritual vein."
Ao Jiao smiled softly and said: "Of course not, I am just making an analogy. There is not only one spiritual vein in this world."
Xiao Chen reacted and said: "You mean, there are other sources of spiritual veins that have not been discovered. It is impossible. The existing spiritual veins have long been divided up by the major sects."
The spiritual vein cannot be hidden at all, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth it emits can be clearly felt by people ten miles away.
Its value is immeasurable. There are spirit stone mines around spiritual veins. Spirit stones are the common currency among warriors. You can imagine the wealth represented by mastering a spiritual vein.
The number of spiritual veins is sometimes used to describe the strength of a sect. It is the foundation of a sect. Without the spiritual veins, the sect will automatically disband.
The reason why the three major sects of Qin State have been able to exist for thousands of years is because each of them has mastered a spiritual vein.
The spiritual veins between heaven and earth have been divided up by major forces many years ago. Any sect with spiritual veins is not something Xiao Chen can offend now.
Ao Jiao smiled and scolded: "Idiot, since I said it is definitely there, you don't have to doubt it. It's just absorbing the source of spiritual veins. With your current cultivation level, there is a 70% chance of failure. Once you fail, you will definitely explode and die. ”
The risk of 70% failure rate is really too high. Xiao Chen thought thoughtfully and made a decision after a moment, saying: "If you are 50% sure, you can take a gamble. 70% is too high and not worth it."
He has already opened up the sea of consciousness, and once he reaches the level of cultivation, entering the realm of the Martial Emperor will be a matter of course. There is no need to risk his life just to enter the realm of the Martial Emperor within half a year.
Ao Jiao smiled softly and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet. If you can practice the Cang Ming Body Refining Technique to the sixth level, the success rate will reach 50%."
"It's a gamble." Xiao Chen said without hesitation with a decisive look in his eyes.
In the Dragon Sealing City, the moment the real dragon joined the body, Xiao Chen Cang Ming's Body Refining Technique reached the fifth level of peak perfection, and he could break through to the sixth level within half a month if he calmed down.
After making up his mind, it was time to take concrete action. After saying goodbye to Liu Ruyue, Xiao Chen was ready to embark on a new journey.
The spiritual vein that Aojiao was talking about was located in the extremely gloomy place at the bottom of the lakeside mountains in the ancient land of Tianmie Lake. The environment was dangerous and there were swarms of monsters. It was very difficult to enter it.
The spiritual veins were discovered by the Thunder Emperor back then. Because no one took care of them, the spiritual energy has been flowing out automatically for thousands of years. It is hard to say how much power the source of the spiritual veins still has left.
Five thousand years have passed, so maybe the spiritual veins have long been naturally abandoned, which is not impossible.
In order not to waste time, I only made three days of preparations, and the entire Tiandao Pavilion was still in a state of excitement and excitement. Xiao Chen left quietly, and no one except Liu Ruyue knew where he went.
Ten thousand meters above the Great Qin Kingdom, a bloody red cloud that looked extremely small compared to the vast sky turned into a bloody line and moved quickly forward.
Above the ground, even a warrior with good eyesight would not notice the existence of the blood cloud. The powerful spiritual beasts high in the sky sensed the surging murderous aura above the blood cloud and avoided it, not daring to take advantage of its edge.
Above the bloody red clouds, there is a throne that is redder than blood. Xiao Chen is sitting on the throne, closing his eyes and practicing the Cang Ming Body Refining Technique.
The long hair on his forehead was dancing wildly with the strong wind, and there was a looming domineering look between his brows. Because of the bloody throne, even if Xiao Chen restrained his whole body's momentum, the majesty still spread out faintly, unable to overflow.
In fact, from the moment the real dragon joined the body, Xiao Chen found that his mentality had quietly changed at some point.
Xiao Chen could deal with the peak martial emperors who had caused great pressure on him in the past, such as the semi-sage Shen Manjun, and even felt that they were nothing more than that.
The King of True Dragons silently broadened his horizons, allowing him to slowly realize his identity as the future king.
Quietly, there was no room for Xiao Chen's rejection. Regardless of whether he wanted to or not, his future road would be full of thorns, bloody, and never peaceful.
A king will not settle for second place. If he is promoted to Martial Emperor, he must be the strongest among Martial Emperors. To be promoted to Martial Saint, one must be the strongest Martial Saint, and to be promoted to Martial Emperor, one must be the King of Emperors.
Those who originally occupied the first position will definitely be dissatisfied, and other kings of the world, the True Dragon, will inevitably have a confrontation.
squeak!
A sharp cry sounded, and in front of the throne, there was a black monster beast with a leopard head and an eagle sound, and a violent aura filled the air, looking at Xiao Chen with evil intentions.
It was a monster, not a spiritual beast. It was not intimidated by the carnage emanating from the throne. Instead, it was eager to try, wondering whether eating Xiao Chen would increase its strength.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and punched out with calm eyes. A green dragon head formed on the fist body, and the Dragon Claw Fist was punched out in a crazy dragon style.
boom!
The fist exploded, the mad dragon roared, and the monster with a leopard head and an eagle body didn't even have a chance to blink, and was blasted into a ball of blood mist by this punch.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities, even a seventh-order peak monster dares to stand in my way."
Xiao Chen closed his eyes again, and the Blood Throne broke through the blood mist without stopping for a moment, and continued to fly forward rapidly.
Half a month later, Xiao Chen's Cang Ming Body Refining Technique successfully broke through the bottleneck of the fifth level and reached the sixth level of cultivation. A casual punch can exert a force of one million kilograms.
With this physical strength alone, he can occupy a place among the Half-Step Martial Emperors.
The vast and boundless Tianmie Lake can be seen below. The islands on the lake are dotted like stars, and the flow of people in the sky is slowly increasing.
Not wanting to attract too much attention, Xiao Chen put away the throne early and spent his energy flying in mid-air. King Wu who passed by him from time to time would feel a huge pressure and move away unconsciously.
"What a powerful aura. When did such a powerful young man come to the ancient land?"
Everyone's eyes were full of doubts and they were puzzled. The aura on Xiao Chen's current body was so long that some older masters would sigh in admiration. He was a truly invincible existence among the Half-Step Martial Emperors.
"One thousand meters northeast of the island in front of you, then dive vertically and you will reach the place I mentioned." Ao Jiao's voice came to mind.
Xiao Chen's eyes swept quickly and turned into a purple line. In a few breaths, he fell to the water and splashed into the water with a splash.
Goo-goo-goo!
Using his energy, Xiao Chen continued to increase his own gravity. His whole body was like a lead ball dropped into the water, diving at an extremely fast speed, with bubbles popping up around him.
At first, some light could be seen, but after a thousand meters, the bottom of the lake became completely dark. With Xiao Chen's eyesight, he could not see anything beyond a hundred meters.
Due to the refraction of the water waves, the things seen by the spiritual consciousness are also hazy, and one can only make a simple distinction.
Huh!
At this moment, Xiao Chen frowned slightly and let out a sigh. A large piece of blood floated in the lake in front of him, and there was a strong pungent smell.
As they continued to dive, there was more and more blood. None of the many monsters that Aojiao mentioned was seen. It seemed that this place had been swept away in advance.