Chapter Fifty-Three: Eight Generations of Thunder Seats
Suddenly, the thunder and lightning in his body went berserk, and there was a tingling pain in Chen Xiao's eyebrows.
The divine lines on his forehead were bright, and a thunderbolt gushed out of it, and the forehead on Chen Xiao's forehead was not damaged, but it also fell off.
And as soon as this divine pattern appeared, the entire heaven and earth shook in an instant.
Suddenly, the thunder and lightning that wrapped Chen Xiao first went towards the thunder pattern between Chen Xiao's eyebrows, like a thousand streams flowing into the sea, and after a while, the entire thunder cocoon disappeared.
The thunder cocoon disappeared, and Chen Xiao saw the appearance of this heaven and earth - this is a world of thunder and lightning, and in the center of the world, there is a huge dragon statue. Chen Xiao was startled, isn't this the giant dragon spitting ice in the picture I didn't know how to see just now!
In addition to the giant dragon, it is endless thunder and lightning, but at this moment, the thunder and lightning in this world are converging towards the divine pattern on Chen Xiao's forehead and entering Chen Xiao's body.
Chen Xiao's meridians were constantly shattered by the crazy influx of thunder and lightning, and then tempered and reunited by these thunderbolts, and widened again.
Chen Xiao was in pain, but he could also feel that the meridians were getting stronger and stronger, and they were becoming more suitable for the circulation of thunder and lightning. Enduring the pain, Chen Xiao knew that this was the price to pay to become stronger, just like the pain needed to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. If you can't help this pain, you can only die in a cocoon, and you will never be a butterfly.
The intense pain made Chen Xiao almost faint, but the strong sense of crisis reminded him that he couldn't sleep, otherwise, he would probably die! This is more like a bet, if Chen Xiao can be called, then he will soar into the sky, and if he can't survive, he will die.
Chen Xiao's tongue was repeatedly bitten by himself and restored by Bai Huo, until Chen Xiao no longer felt the pain of biting his tongue. But the tongue can't be bitten off directly, if the white fire hasn't had time to recover, then wouldn't it have to hang! Chen Xiao didn't want to hang himself up. Helpless, Chen Xiao had no choice but to repeatedly insert the knife into his body, taking advantage of the severe pain to prevent himself from falling asleep.
There are fewer and fewer thunderbolts in the ancestral land, and the power is becoming less and less powerful than before, and Chen Xiao's spirit is slightly better. But when the last thunderbolt came, Chen Xiao fainted directly, and the power of this last thunderbolt was almost equivalent to one-third of the power of all the thunderbolts just now.
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I don't know how long he was in a coma, but Chen Xiao slowly woke up.
When you open your eyes, the first thing that catches your eye is the statue of the dragon that comes to life, and then the ruined walls all over the ground, a dead gray.
Chen Xiao didn't forget what happened before he passed out, and hurriedly searched around at this moment, and finally found his forehead in a dusty place.
Tie the wipe back on, Chen Xiao hurriedly crossed his legs and meditated inwardly. It is still the ninth level of the body refining realm, but Chen Xiao's heart is really turbulent. I saw that there seemed to be a boundless world in the dantian of Chenxiao at this time, but the things in this world were very monotonous, only endless thunder and lightning and a little white flame. The nine meridians are like nine great rivers, connecting Chen Xiao's body and this world, continuously injecting new thunder and lightning and flames into this world.
This is the sea of qi!
Chen Xiao was surprised, this should be the sea of qi. This dantian is like the mustard seeds of Sumeru that the Buddhists say, and there is a world in a small dust. This small dantian is pregnant with such a huge sea of qi, but it is only Chenxiao's sea of qi, even he himself can't see the edge, just like the boundless universe.
"Is this the case with other people's qi seas?" Chen Xiao muttered to himself.
It's just that what he doesn't know is that ordinary people's qi sea is at most the size of a pond, and those so-called geniuses can achieve the qi sea as grand as the ocean.
But Chen Xiao felt strange, usually the appearance of the sea of qi would be accompanied by the awakening of the spirit, but Chen Xiao did not perceive any spiritual breath at all, which inevitably made him a little anxious.
After thinking about it and still not coming up with a reason, Chen Xiao simply stopped thinking about it. He did not forget the task assigned by Chennan, to dig out the secrets of this Chen Mansion.
Slowly wandering in this gray world, Chen Xiao felt that his state of mind was affected by this world and became gray. Chen Xiao hurriedly held the jade pendant on his waist and calmed his mind.
This is the original appearance of the family's ancestral land! There is nothing but desolation, and there is no other color except gray, how can he proceed to find the family's secrets? Chen Xiao was worried about whether he could go out at all. If so, how can you get out!
"What's that!"
After walking a long way, there was no other color but gray, and even the statue of the dragon was gray. But at this time, Chen Xiao saw a different brilliance in the distance.
"Is that the exit?"
Chen Xiao was overjoyed in his heart, and rushed directly towards the bright light.
The closer I got, the more I realized that the light seemed to be a figure!
Chen Xiao continued to rush towards the light, and finally, closer, I saw it clearly!
A white-haired old man stood in front of Chen Xiao, with his back to him.
This back is so familiar!
"You...... Oh no, senior, ...... you?" asked Chen Xiao by bowing to the back of the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man turned his head slowly, and suddenly Chen Xiao overlapped an image in his memory with the old man in front of him.
"Senpai, you are!"
The old man stroked his white beard and nodded: "You saw me in your interior just now!"
"Interior?"
"It's your spiritual world!"
Hearing this, Chen Xiao hurriedly nodded: "The juniors have indeed seen the seniors in their own spiritual world!"
"What do you think of that dragon?" asked the old man, pointing to the dragon sculpture.
Just now, the junior saw his majestic style in the interior scene, and the junior thought that he was very handsome!"
"Only handsome?"
Isn't it enough to boast about it? Chen Xiao thought about it, and hurriedly said, "Of course, there are also majestic faces!"
"Hmph, the old man didn't ask you how he looked, but how strong he was. ”
Chen Xiao slapped his head: "You ask this! The junior thinks that its strength is monstrous, at least it surpasses the Ling Xuan Realm!"
When the old man heard this, his face changed for a while. I'll go, Ling Xujing! This kid has never seen the world!
"Has the Chen family fallen to this point?" the old man sighed, and even compared the Ling Xuan Realm with his giant dragon, which showed the decline of the Chen family.
"Senior, you are also surnamed Chen!" Chen Xiao has now basically determined that he and Chen Fu are of the same bloodline.
"You kid nonsense, you see this seat here, aren't you a descendant of this seat?" the old man said: "I just didn't expect that the Chen family would be able to produce thunder again!"
Chen Xiao was confused: "Leizi?"
"Take off this piece of silk from your head!"
Chen Xiao wiped his forehead, the material of this thing turned out to be Tian Silk! But what is Tian Silk, whatever, if he has the opportunity in the future, he must make a few big baskets and weave clothes to wear.
"This one on your forehead is the thunder pattern of my Chen family! It is a symbol, symbolizing that the concentration of the Xuanlei bloodline is above seventy percent. And when the Chen family was at its peak, it would take thousands of years to produce a descendant with a Xuanlei bloodline concentration of seventy percent. And this thunder is the title of the Chen family's bloodline concentration of more than ninety percent. From ancient times to the present, there are no more than fifteen thunder sons, and those who have grown up are the supreme of the Chen family, and they are called thunder seats!"
"Senior, you are also a thunderbolt?"
"Hmph, this seat is the eighth generation of the Chen family's thunder seat!"
"Oh, too, the juniors are abrupt. That senior just said that I am a thunderson, does it mean that my blood concentration is ninety percent?" Chen Xiao scratched his head.
The old man turned his head and laughed: "The remnant soul of this seat has been waiting here for 100,000 years, and has never met a descendant with a thunder seal. I didn't expect that on the day when my remnant soul was exhausted, I would encounter a thunderbolt with a bloodline that was almost atavistic, and it would be in vain for me to wait for 100,000 years!"
Chen Xiao pointed to himself: "My bloodline is atavistic to my ancestors, are our ancestors powerful?"
"Bastard boy, kneel down for me!" The old man waved his hand: "That's it, it's not strange, after all, my Chen family has been in decline for 100,000 years." You junior doesn't know anything, and I can't blame you!"
Chen Xiao was startled, and quickly knelt down, this is his ancestor, there is no problem in kneeling him. And looking at this old man with anger, and then remembering the incomparable posture of the old man in the interior scene, Chen Xiaozhen was afraid that this old man would slap him to death!