Whoosh!
Xiao Chen, who had reached the level of a second-line emperor, had no time to continue searching for the breakthrough of the Ten Thousand Years Demonic Fruit when he was struck by a powerful force.
The force was so strong that it could not be resisted, and it was directly sucked out of the Black Mountain.
When his vision returned, Xiao Chen looked around and discovered unexpectedly.
He actually appeared on the top of Lingjiu Mountain, next to the golden body of Kasyapa Buddha, which was as tall as a mountain range.
Compared with it, Xiao Chen was as weak as an ant.
Looking back, Master Xuyun and Abbot Xuye looked at Xiao Chen with somewhat uneasy expressions.
Xiao Chen's eyes were blazing, and he seemed to understand something, and he mused: "Two seniors, the time for the junior to leave Montenegro should not be up yet. If I remember correctly, there is at least one day left."
Master Xuyun said with a slight embarrassment: "That's right, Donor Xiao's time has indeed not yet come."
"Then why did you pull me out in advance?"
Xiao Chen felt very unhappy. If he was allowed to stay for another day, he would be able to break through the bottleneck of the second-line emperor and reach the realm of the third-line emperor.
Being stuck in a bottleneck and being forcibly pulled out is not a pleasant feeling.
Abbot Xuye smiled and said: "Hahaha, the donor is joking. This is the sword manual that the donor wants. You have passed the test and there is no need to stay in Montenegro anymore."
After the words fell, Abbot Xuye handed a jade slip to Xiao Chen without any explanation.
"this… "
Xiao Chen took the jade slip in confusion, not understanding its meaning.
"That's it. Donor, please come down from the mountain. I leave the affairs of the Yanhuang Ancient Mausoleum and the Qinglian Sect to Donor Xiao."
Before Xiao Chen could speak, Master Xuyun had already issued an order to expel the guests.
"But… "
Master Xuyun supported Xiao Chen and said with a smile: "It's nothing to ask for. Don't you want the sword manual? I've given it to you, so don't ask for it. Come, I'll see Donor Xiao off."
Without giving Xiao Chen a chance to speak, the two Buddhist bosses forcibly sent Xiao Chen out of Lingjiu Mountain.
After I left, I breathed a sigh of relief and felt exhausted.
"How stupid. I didn't expect this. When his fellow Mowu practitioner entered the Black Mountain, he was like a wolf among the sheep. If he is allowed to stay for a while longer, this imbalance of good and evil will cause serious trouble."
Looking at the sky of Lingjiu Mountain, the cracks in the auspicious sky have slowly closed, Master Xuyun sighed softly.
There was a trace of doubt in Abbot Xuye's eyes, and he muttered: "Junior brother, have you ever thought about why we and I made such mistakes?"
"Yes, with our wisdom, logically speaking, we shouldn't have failed to notice this."
Omitting such a large amount of information may be excusable to others. No matter how careful your mind is, you will always make mistakes.
But for Xu Yun and Xu Ye, there is something wrong. Both of them have Xu Shen cultivation.
No matter how big or small everything is, it will be imprinted in my mind, and it is impossible to miss the information about Xiao Chen's possession of magic power.
Master Xuyun's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of panic.
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) Colorful, he said in a deep voice: "Could it be that he has broken the shackles of his fellow practitioners of magic arts, so that we have completely forgotten about his practice of magic arts?"
"Fellow practitioners of magic and martial arts, the further you go, the harder it becomes. It is a dead end. Even Buddha Kasyapa gave up his magic skills at the moment he became a Buddha. Throughout the ages, no one has been able to completely integrate magic and martial arts..."
Abbot Xuye said softly: "If this is the case, it would be a bit scary... A person who allows people to completely integrate magic and martial arts is equivalent to breaking the shackles of the entire martial arts era. This martial arts era seems to have really come to an end. All signs have appeared.”
The two Buddhist virtual gods looked a little worried and solemn.
Xiao Chen, who had already gone down the mountain, was holding the jade slip and was at a loss. Why was the manual of the Maya Pojie Sword given to me for free? The two of them must not be so kind.
If he really wanted to give him the sword manual, Abbot Xuye would not have let Xiao Chen venture into the dark world from the beginning.
Obviously you want to make a gesture. It's not that I didn't give you the knife skills. I gave you the opportunity because you didn't get it yourself. You can't blame me.
But on the Black Mountain, Xiao Chen, who was making rapid progress in cultivation, almost forgot the sword manual.
The two men forcibly pulled him out, gave him the sword manual, and drove him down the mountain without any explanation.
"strangeness."
Xiao Chen shook his head and didn't think too much.
Although he did not break through the bottleneck of the second-line emperor in the end, he got some opportunities for no reason. Let his cultivation reach the peak of the second-line emperor, and he also obtained a sword manual.
No matter what, I gained a lot from this trip to Lingyin Temple.
"It's time to go back to Yanyu Tower. It's not even half a month away, and I don't know what happened to these people after the chaos."
After muttering softly to himself, Xiao Chen prepared to rush back to Yanyu Tower.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the air, and then landed steadily in front of Xiao Chen.
"Donor Xiao, you are fine."
The visitor turned around, and it was Yuan Zhen, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, who was full of mystery.
According to what Xu Yun and Xu Ye said, they didn't know that Yuan Zhen already had a key to the Immortal Palace.
This man is... a bit mysterious.
"Fortunately, Brother Yuanzhen, what are you doing here?"
Xiao Chen dealt with it casually, his heart alert, his consciousness secretly radiating in all directions.
"Haha, brother Xiao, there is no need to be so nervous. No one under Lingjiu Mountain dares to touch Donor Xiao. What's more, everyone in the imperial capital now knows that you have become the disciple of the Ninth Prince. Who dares to touch you?"
Yuan Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed softly.
Xiao Chen's heart moved. In the past half month, the competition among the prince's disciples must have reached its most intense stage.
Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince would take the initiative to announce that he was his disciple.
"Brother Yuanzhen, don't worry too much. I'm just cautious by nature. But as far as I know, disciples of Lingyin Temple cannot become the prince's disciples. Why is Brother Yuanzhen so concerned about the fight for the prince?"
Xiao Chen tried his best to see if he could follow Yuan Zhen's wishes.
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page) Something is caught on the face.
Yuan Zhen was not surprised when he heard this: "It seems that Brother Xiao has learned a lot during his trip to Lingyin Temple. It is true that disciples of Lingyin Temple cannot become retainers, but the competition for the crown prince is now attracting the attention of the whole city. Almost all the emperors under the age of 500 in the entire universe have come to the city to discuss this matter, so this news is known."
Having said this, Yuan Zhen paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao may have some troubles after he returns. Now the competition for the number of the prince's disciples is a bit scary."
"Thanks for reminding me. I wonder if my friends in Yanyu Tower are okay?"
The other party seemed to know a lot, so Xiao Chen asked some things that he was more concerned about.
"After the wedding, the eldest prince fell into despair and his momentum plummeted. Now the three princes are back on the same starting line. Now they are busy fighting for the prince and have no time to worry about other things. Besides, who didn't see the relationship between the Sword God and Lord Su on that day, who dared Move Yanyu Tower.”
Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine.
"But having said all that, why are you here?"
"I?"
Yuan Zhen said softly: "I just came to see you. I want to know how your strength has improved since you left the dark world."
"The results of it?"
"It seems that you have crossed that sea and gone up to the Black Mountain, otherwise you would not be able to improve your strength in a short period of time."
There was a bright light shining deep in Yuan Zhen's eyes, and he was keenly aware of Xiao Chen's improvement in strength.
"You know a lot about the dark world." Xiao Chen said in a deep voice without comment.
"If one day I become your enemy, will you kill me?" Yuan Zhen suddenly asked, changing the subject.
Xiao Chen glanced at the other party and said calmly: "Yes."
"Then I'm relieved, because... I can do it too. Please be sure not to show mercy."
Yuan Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy.
"Let's go, I won't send you off."
Putting his hands together, Yuan Zhen bent down slightly, turned and left.
Xiao Chen was thoughtful and spoke for a long time. What he really wanted to ask was probably the last sentence.
It seems that the other party, nine out of ten, will enter the Yanhuang Ancient Tomb.
But it feels a little weird.
If they were really enemies, why bother asking? It was equivalent to reminding Xiao Chen. You have to be careful, I will kill you next time we meet.
"This man... is such a mystery."
Xiao Chen shook his head and sighed softly. From the first time he met this person until now, he has never really seen through him.
Before dark, Xiao Chen returned to Yanyu Tower.
It was a pity to learn that Chu Chaoyun, Ao Jiao and the Tianxiang Saint had all left. Although they had expected it, it was still a pity.
After Su Ye learned that Xiao Chen was back, he hurried over and muttered: "Xiao Chen, Scholar Tiance has been waiting for you for seven days."
"Okay, I'll go see him."
Good guy, you are so patient that you waited for seven days.
(End of chapter)