In the blink of an eye, eighteen holy-grade spiritual veins were thrown out by Xiao Chen without even blinking. (**learn ww)
In the fairy spirit ring, Aojiao said nervously: "Don't try to trick me. I won't take out the holy spirit vein you gave me again."
She knew how many holy-grade spiritual veins Xiao Chen had. There were only twenty before going to Mingyue City. After giving her ten, she only had about ten left.
Later, intermittently and in my free time, I conquered some more, but definitely no more than thirty.
A casual calculation, plus the holy-grade spiritual veins needed to repair the teleportation array, Xiao Chen's holy-grade spiritual veins are definitely not enough.
This is indeed the case. After giving Mo Chen two saint-grade spiritual veins each, Xiao Chen only had five holy-grade spiritual veins left in his hands.
These five holy spirit veins will also be given to Xiaoyu, Jinlin, Yue Chenxi and others, one for each of them.
It's not that Xiao Chen is partial, but that he has calculated it. With the realm of Yue Chenxi and others, only one holy-grade spiritual vein is enough for them to cultivate to the level of quasi-emperor.
Even the Holy Son of the Holy Land could only get so much resources before he became a Quasi-Emperor.
No matter how much you give, you won't be able to use it. If you don't reach the quasi-emperor level, you won't be able to consume too much holy-grade spiritual veins.
"No, how could I get back what I gave to Xiao Aojiao?" Xiao Chen replied with a smile in his heart.
Aojiao said: "What should I do if I can repair the holy-grade spiritual veins needed to repair the teleportation array?"
It turned out that this was what she was worried about. Xiao Aojiao said she wouldn't give in, but in fact she was still concerned about Xiao Chen's affairs.
"Don't worry, I have a plan."
After talking to Aojiao, Xiao Chen asked Lan Shaobai, "Have Jin Lin informed them?"
Lan Shaobai smiled and said: "We were notified earlier. They are already waiting for us at the mountain hall."
"Walk!"
A group of three people left the dilapidated teleportation array and walked quickly towards the top of the mountain. On the way, Lan Shaobai said with some doubts: "Xiao Chen, is it worth spending such a high price to enter the secret realm? Maybe there is nothing in it. Or maybe the good things have been taken away by the Three Holy Lands."
Mo Chen said: "No, if the Three Holy Lands got the treasure of the secret realm, they would not destroy the teleportation array. My guess is that they entered the secret realm, but the seal of the secret realm stopped them, preventing them from entering. A true treasure trove.”
"That's not the same. Xiao Chen has entered the secret realm. If there is a seal, he will also improve the treasure house."
Mo Chen continued: "It's uncertain. Xiao Chen may not be able to open the seal that cannot be opened by the Three Holy Lands. Don't forget that his identity is the Qing Emperor. The things left inside may be given to Xiao Chen. prepare."
There are many unknowns, and what Mo Chen and Lan Shaobai said are reasonable. Maybe there is nothing inside, and maybe the seal may not be able to be opened in the secret realm.
But as long as there is half a chance, Xiao Chen will gamble, and he must not let it go.
You know, Emperor Qing destroyed Xiaoleiyin Temple back then.
Xiaoleiyin Temple is an immortal holy land, and it has been passed down for a long time. There must be a king-grade spiritual vein.
In other words, this secret realm used to pile up the Qing Emperor’s trophies in the Tianxing Sea may contain king-grade spiritual veins.
If this is true, it will completely solve Xiao Chen's urgent need, and the breakthrough to Dacheng Quasi-Emperor is just around the corner.
His cultivation level has now reached a bottleneck, and only Wang-grade spiritual veins and the eighth level of Purple Thunder Art can help him break through.
Neither path is easy to follow, let alone conquering Wangpin. Now he simply doesn’t have the ability.
The breakthrough to the eighth level of the Purple Thunder Art was still a bit far away, and Xiao Chen had been deliberately not practicing the Purple Thunder Art quickly.
There was no other reason. Starting from the seventh level, every breakthrough in the Purple Thunder Art required a lightning tribulation, and each time was stronger than the last. He was not ready for this yet.
Unless it is absolutely necessary to break through to the Dacheng Quasi-Emperor, it is better not to choose this path.
But now, if there is a ready-made king-grade spiritual vein in this secret realm, all problems will be solved.
Therefore, regardless of success or failure in this game, you must bet, and you must go to the Dragon Gate Secret Realm.
Entering the main hall on the mountain top, all the old friends who had not seen each other for a long time were there except Jin Dabao and Lao Jiu.
A chat was definitely unavoidable. Lan Shaobai had already ordered people to set up a banquet. A group of people were drinking and chatting on the top of the mountain until midnight and slowly dispersed.
Everyone was a little drunk. In just one and a half years, many things happened that made people sigh.
After they dispersed, Lan Shaobai picked up a pen and ink in his study room, and after thinking about it for a while, he began to write down his Qinglong strategy.
"On this day, the young Azure Dragon King arrived as promised, bringing with him the supreme honor of the gathering of heroes, and the last mountain tablet of Longmen, back to Tianxing Island and his fiefdom."
"I also gave everyone a big gift, and the smiles on everyone's faces were sincere. King Qinglong has his own unique charm. Even though he is not good at words and seldom speaks at the banquet, he is the focus of everyone's eyes all the time. , all concentrated on his face..."
Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Lan Shaobai wrote 3,000 words in half an hour, writing in one go without any pause.
With the last bit of ink on it, Lan Shaobai recorded the time and date where he signed the name: Martial Arts Era, the twenty-ninth year of the Qinglong Calendar, the eighth day of the third month, Zishi.
Qinglong Calendar, outsiders will definitely not understand what the Qinglong Calendar is all about, only he himself understands. Tens of thousands of years later, when future generations talk about this era, they will definitely use Xiao Chen's name Qinglong to represent this era.
On the other side, Mo Chen was flipping through ancient books to help Xiao Chen find flaws in the Buddhist belief system. How to repair the teleportation array is also a headache for her.
Yue Chenxi and others took advantage of this rare opportunity to ask Xiao Chen about martial arts.
With Xiao Chen's current vision, cultivation and realm, there would be no problem or stinginess in giving guidance to Yue Chenxi and others.
It was just before dawn when all the instructions were completed. Since Xiao Chen had no selfish motives, everyone had more or less gained something of their own.
Coupled with the holy-grade spiritual veins given by Xiao Chen, it can be predicted that the strength of Yue Chenxi and others will definitely improve by leaps and bounds in the future.
After everyone left, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief and took out the parchment that recorded the distribution map of the holy spiritual veins.
There are many places on it, all with red crosses painted on them, densely packed, all of which are places where Xiao Chen has taken away his spiritual veins.
Looking at the sea chart, Xiao Chen moved his gaze to the sea area around Tianxing Island.
He vaguely remembered that the parchment recorded that there were many hidden sacred spiritual veins in the sea around Tianxing Island that had not been discovered.
After a moment, a smile appeared on his face. He remembered correctly that there were ten holy spiritual veins scattered in the vast sea area near Tianxing Island.
It is enough to repair the teleportation array.
"Xiao Chen, you didn't just come back and run over to collect the holy spirit veins without resting for a moment!" Ao Jiao asked slightly nervously.
Conquering the holy spirit veins is not an easy task, especially when encountering some more complicated landscape situations, it will be even more troublesome.
Xiao Chen nodded solemnly: "We must be quick. The pseudo-Buddhist sect on Black Flame Island always feels something is wrong. If I don't enter the Dacheng Quasi-Emperor, I am really not sure how to deal with the last Amitabha statue."
As the rising sun tore through the last trace of darkness before dawn, Xiao Chen took a look at this beautiful sunrise. No longer nostalgic, he jumped off the mountain and went to the sea.
The group on Tianxing Island were all in high spirits because of Xiao Chen's return.
There were also some people who had trouble sleeping and eating because of Xiao Chen's return. They gathered together to discuss countermeasures and had no idea until dawn.
This group of people is none other than the leaders of the forces that occupy many affiliated islands of Tianxing Island.