Chapter 807: Stone of Origin

The emperor-class battleship of the Martial God Palace shuttled among the clouds, and the ancient cities below appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Among the many cities, there is a great heritage, and you can see the invisible dragon shadow floating above the city, which is the aura of the king.

It shows that the forces in this city once appeared as kings and emperors, and they are still taking care of their families thousands of years later.

If the dragon shadow is real, it means that the power in that city still has the King and the Great Emperor sitting in it.

However, most of them are imaginary dragon shadows, and it is rare to see real dragon shadows. In today's Kunlun world, there are only a handful of Emperor Wu who can be crowned king, at least on the surface.

Xiao Chen glanced at the scenery below, felt a little bored, returned to his room, took out the picture of Qingdi drawing his sword, and looked at it.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door outside Xiao Chen's room, and Xiao Chen put away the picture scroll and opened the door.

After seeing the person coming, Xiao Chen was not surprised at all, but felt that he came too late, much later than expected.

"come in."

After closing the door, Xiao Chen greeted Ying Qiong and walked in, and poured her a cup of tea by the way.

Ying Qiong didn't sit down in a hurry, and looked around Xiao Chen, as if seeing Xiao Chen for the first time.

"I really don't know how many secrets you still have."

With a helpless sigh, Ying Qiong sat down slowly.

Xiao Chen took a deep look at the other party, and asked: "I should ask you this question, why did the members of the three great kingly families want to slap me to death immediately when they saw me, but you, the winner, have never made a move?" .”

Yingqiong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Emperor Qing also has friends. When he presided over the Martial God Palace, we, Winner, were his allies."

"However, Emperor Qing died 10,000 years ago, and Longmen has long since ceased to exist. It's hard to say how many people among the winners will stick to the covenant of that year."

Xiao Chen thought for a while, and said, "You winners, what is the relationship with the Qin royal family in the sky world?"

Ying Qiong smiled slightly and said: "It is a very important branch of our winner. It is very mysterious. I don't know how it is. It is a very high-level matter.

Direct orders from the great-grandfathers of our winners. "

Xiao Chen's heart moved, it seems that if he has time, he really wants to go back to the sky world, Yingyue may know more than he imagined.

But now, the most important thing is another thing, Xiao Chen calmly asked: "How are you collecting the three main medicines of the Po Sheng Pill?"

Ying Qiong had been prepared for a long time, and said: "It's relatively smooth, two of them have been found, and the remaining one will definitely be found within two months."

Two months is not a long time, much faster than originally expected, Xiao Chen said: "Once the collection is completed, remember to notify me immediately, and half of the core remnant map will be given to you at any time."

For sanctification, Xiao Chen is now more urgent than anyone else, and he has no sense of security if he is not sanctified.

Ying Qiong nodded lightly, and talked about another topic: "How much do you know about Tianlu Shenquan? Have you ever thought about why warriors who have soaked in Tianlu Shenquan will definitely become emperors within a hundred years?"

Naturally thought about this question, Xiao Chen expressed his opinion: "Those who can obtain the qualifications to soak are the elites among the elites of all races. Their talents and aptitudes are a bit underestimated if they are described as evildoers. Even if there is no Tianlu Shenquan, there are many Great chance to become emperor."

"Tianlu Shenquan, washing the marrow and cutting the blood again, sublimating this already great talent again, and making them become emperors ahead of schedule, is not a very strange thing."

Ying Qiong smiled and said: "It's a good guess, but this is not the most important thing. Do you know what is suppressed under Kunlun Mountain?"

Xiao Chen asked curiously, "What is it?"

"The Stone of Origin!"

The Stone of Origin is quite mysterious. It is said that it is the heart of the entire Kunlun realm. Whether it is the era of martial arts or the era of immortality, they are all derived from it.

Ying Qiong continued: "If the Stone of Origin is destroyed, the entire Kunlun Realm will fall apart. In other words, whoever holds the Stone of Origin can truly control Kunlun. The Abyss Demon Realm has repeatedly invaded Kunlun for tens of thousands of years. It is also to destroy Kunlun Mountain and grasp the Stone of Origin."

"However, the Stone of Origin is now sealed under the Kunlun Mountains, and no tribe can grasp it, let alone destroy the seal. No one else knows much about the magical function of the Stone of Origin."

Xiao Chen heard these secrets, but his expression didn't change much. It was too far away, and said: "The stone of origin, what does this have to do with Tianlu Shenquan?"

"Tianlu Shenquan is the accumulation of mist generated by the Origin Stone. Now I know why, warriors who have soaked in the spring water will definitely become emperors within a hundred years." Ying Qiong said with a smile.

If this is the case, it does make sense to become an emperor after a hundred years. After all, the origin of the Stone of Origin is so heaven-defying, and it is completely understandable for a little miracle to happen.

The two chatted a few more words and said goodbye, five days later.

Xiao Chen heard some exclamations from outside, stopped practicing the drawing of the Qing Emperor drawing his sword, and came to the bow deck.

At the end of his line of sight, Xiao Chen saw a row of vast mountains, one after another, continuous and continuous, as if dividing the entire Xuanyu into two halves.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The Kunlun Mountains span tens of millions of miles and have countless peaks. So far, no one has been able to fully explore this mountain.

There are many relics and formations from the era of Immortal Dao, even some kings and emperors dare not go deep into it. In ancient times, some people even saw mythical beasts in it, which is very mysterious.

In the middle of the mountain range, the main peak of the Kunlun Mountains soars into the sky, piercing into the sky, surrounded by spiritual mist, blocking people's sight and making it impossible to see how high it is.

The mountain peak is majestic and majestic, it is hundreds of times higher than any mountain Xiao Chen has ever seen, and there are some inexplicable charms in it.

Xiao Chen carefully observed many secondary peaks around him, and always felt that the main peak of Kunlun, which stands out among the numerous secondary peaks, has many differences.

It's a pity that he doesn't know the art of public opinion, so he doesn't see much fame.

The Zhundi Emperor in the boa robe of the Martial God Palace, who hadn't shown up for a long time, also came out at this time, looking at the majestic Kunlun Mountain, his eyes were filled with awe.

The speed of the emperor-class battleship was very fast. At the end of the line of sight, the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, which seemed quite far away, could be clearly seen after a while.

The majestic and majestic aura gives people a more intuitive feeling. No matter who sees this peak, they will feel extremely small.

At this moment, waves of trembling breath came from every corner of the mountain.

Including Xiao Chen, ten human monsters from the Tianwu Domain all knelt on the ground on one knee, with sweat streaming from their foreheads, and their expressions were extremely depressed.

Those master-level martial saints of various factions also seemed extremely uncomfortable, spreading their aura and resisting with all their strength.

However, it came and went quickly, seeing that it was the battleship of the Martial God Palace, the aura immediately retreated.

Xiao Chen and the others looked relieved, and then they stood up, and they could see the look of panic in the eyes of the other party.

Just at that moment, there were at least twenty Martial Emperors' auras shooting over, their eyes were looking at Kunlun Mountain, and they felt even more unfathomable.

Emperor Wu, how rare it is, but on this mountain peak, more than 20 people appeared concentratedly, thinking about the hidden strong man, it makes people's scalp numb.

It seems that Kunlun Mountain is indeed suppressing the Stone of Origin. Even if the Demon Emperor came, he would not be able to attack it by force.

Xiao Chen swept his eyes and noticed the mysterious swordsman Duan Yi, with a slightly invisible scorching gaze flashing in his eyes.

It is said that anyone would be a little excited to be able to soak in the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring immediately, but this person's gaze clearly has some other flavors.

Like him, this person also came from the lower realm, but in the first one or two years, he was unknown and practiced in an inconspicuous eighth-rank sect.

It wasn't until nearly half a year ago that he suddenly rose up and directly defeated one of the seven giants, and then he became famous and attracted everyone's attention.

However, at that time, it happened to be the prime time for the rise of geniuses from all walks of life in the lower realms. Not many people would have any doubts about such a sudden rise of genius.

Duan Yi caught Xiao Chen's gaze, turned his head, and smiled at him with a calm expression, without the slightest hint of panic.

Turning around and chatting with the old man of his own sect naturally.

Xiao Chen withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking about this question. There are so many Martial Emperors stationed in Kunlun Mountain, unless the other party wants to commit suicide, he will never dare to play any tricks. ()