Shenwu Empire, gambling house.

There was a lot of buzz here, and all the people who came were rich people, dressed in the most luxurious clothes. The maids interspersed among the gamblers are graceful and beautiful.

In front of a gambling table, there was a young man who looked a little sick, his face was cold, but he had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked very good. His desk was full of gold and silver treasures, which was his all-night record, which seemed very good.

He put his arms around the most beautiful maid, and his subordinates groped, and suddenly looked at the cards, and withdrew all the treasures, saying that they were all pressed.

And the person who gambled with him only placed a purple clay pot, saying that it was an ancestral treasure with immeasurable value, and no one else believed it, thinking that it was just that this person was crazy and had no money to lose.

Only Chen Xiao believed it, and bet all the treasures on him to gamble with him.

The man was excited.

After the opening of the cards, he regretted it, obviously, he lost again.

"Congratulations Young Master Chen, you have won again!" The maid in her arms, looking at the treasure, her eyes lit up, she knew that as long as Chen Shao was happy, she would definitely give herself a lot of appreciation.

Sure enough, the young man grabbed a handful, and he didn't look at what it was, there was gold and silver in it, and all of it was stuffed into the maid's arms, and by the way, he touched a few handfuls before it counted.

This young man, everyone in the gambling house hates him, but everyone likes him. The maids hated him for daring to touch anything, but they liked him to be arrogant. Gamblers hate him for winning every time, but they are very jealous that he wins a lot, and always wants to get a little bit of the past.

But the fame of this young master is also very great, the young master of the town king's mansion, Chen Xiao.

It's just that the Shenwu Empire is a world where sages are rampant, and this young master's father is also a master, but he has no way to cultivate, so he can only be happy in the casino.

Chen Xiao was about to gamble again, when he suddenly saw a person walk in.

This person's momentum is cold, and he can't see half a smile on his face, but anyone who approaches him can't help but automatically retreat, shocked by his momentum.

"Young master, the prince invites you to go back!"

"Uncle Meng Zhan, so early?" Chen Xiao said politely, knowing that this person was his father's confidant, and his cultivation was profound, so he couldn't be offended.

"Yes, something!" Meng Zhan spoke short and powerful, but he was able to express his thoughts clearly.

Chen Xiao nodded, and when he got up, he held the purple clay pot, then pointed to the treasure on the table, patted the maid's shoulder, and signaled that it was all his.

This is his habit, when he comes, he never brings money, and his own maid sends it, because when he goes, he does not take it away, but the money can be multiplied thousands of times.

The girl smiled like a flower, kissed him on the cheek, and then quickly put away the treasure.

Chen Fan smiled, looking extremely happy, but when he turned around, he showed a trace of loneliness that no one noticed.

Back at the town king's mansion, Meng Zhan took Chen Xiao and went directly into the secret room.

This made him feel a pang in his heart, usually, his father was only in the living room, could it be that something happened today, he faintly felt that something good had happened, otherwise he would not be in such a hurry to find himself.

When I came to the secret room, my father was already standing there.

He stood there with a straight posture, like a sharp sword, powerful and sharp.

's father is Chen Aotian.

Hearing the footsteps, Chen Aotian frowned, he had already smelled the smell of wine, and guessed that Chen Xiao must have gone to the gambling house again, and he was very unhappy in his heart, what a depraved thing this is.

was about to get angry, but saw Chen Xiao walking forward quickly, handed a purple clay pot up, and said, "Father, make tea for you!"

Chen Aotian's scolding words had already reached his lips, but seeing that his son was so filial, he swallowed them all back, and was slightly excited, and said, "You have a heart!"

Meng Zhan automatically retreated, knowing that their father and son had something important to say.

"Come, my father also has good things for you!" Chen Aotian took Chen Xiao's hand affectionately and walked to the table next to him.

On the purple wood table, there are only three things placed.

The same is a ring, small, simple, I can't see the age, but it is a common storage ring, but it looks a little old.

On the other hand, it's a small fiery red tower.

Finally, it's an elixir.

"Father, you ......" Chen Xiao was extremely excited when he saw it.

He knew that this was the cultivation resource that his father had worked so hard to find for him, and the reason why his father did this was that there was no way to do it.

This is a world where the power of the Holy Yuan is strong, and people who do not have the strength will not be able to achieve a lofty status at all. The Saint Yuan Force is the power cultivated by the Sage, and many people can cultivate it, but Chen Xiao can't.

His meridians are extremely special, they are the Nine Yin Lock Veins, and he can't cultivate any Saint Yuan Power at all.

has been like this since he was a child, Chen Aotian has bothered a lot in order to let his son cultivate, but it has no result.

This year, the son is already fifteen years old, but he still doesn't have any Saint Yuan power, which is rare in the capital of the empire.

"The emperor asked me to search the tomb of the Holy Venerable, there are just some things inside, you take it first!" Chen Aotian smiled, took the ring and the elixir to Chen Xiao, and asked him to take it no matter what.

Chen Xiao frowned, this is what the emperor ordered, his father hid things privately, just afraid that there would be a big disaster. However, he couldn't bear his father's true feelings, Chen Xiao still accepted it, secretly thinking that his father had a great credit, and His Majesty the Emperor might not necessarily pursue such a trivial matter.

"Okay, you take the pill and try it, I'll protect the Fa for you!" Chen Aotian can manage so much for his son, looking forward to it.

Chen Xiao nodded, meditated up decently, took the pill and swallowed it, when he first smelled it, he already felt the fragrance in his nose, but after swallowing it, he felt that between the limbs and hundreds of bones, it was full of energy, and a powerful breath suddenly filled between his hands and feet.

Chen Xiao couldn't help but make a cheerful voice, this was the first time he felt the pleasure of having a strong force, and this pleasure was obviously much better than gambling. Gambling only makes people empty, but cultivation makes people fulfilling.

Chen Xiao found that he liked cultivation so much.

Chen Aotian looked at his son's performance and knew that the elixir was useful, after all, it was left by the Holy Venerable before he died, and it was extremely precious.

It's just that he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, Chen Xiao's face became whiter and whiter, and the temperature in the secret room immediately dropped a lot, and there was obviously a trace of cold air around Chen Xiao.

"Damn the Nine Yin Lock Vein!" Chen Aotian couldn't help but scold, it seemed that the pill had played a role, stimulating the Nine Yin Lock Vein, the effect of the Holy Venerable's elixir was very good, but the Nine Yin Lock Vein had not been eliminated, and after it was triggered, with Chen Xiao's body, it was simply impossible to resist.

Chen Xiao felt cold, very cold, very cold.

Every inch of his body could feel the cold, which was a cold that he couldn't bear.

After the pill entered the body, the aura of the tyrant hit the Nine Yin Lock Vein, making it loosen somewhat, but the cold qi also emanated, constantly invading every part of the body.

Chen Xiao can imagine that if this momentum continues, it won't be long before he will definitely freeze into a popsicle.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that there was an extra palm behind his back, and he firmly and powerfully transmitted the Saint Yuan Force. This Saint Yuan Force, extremely hot, brings warmth, and the cold air is constantly offset, Chen Xiao has the help of this Saint Yuan Force, and his body is gradually getting better.

The time of the cold attack, there is only one hour a day, and after that, it will automatically be hourly, this hour, with the help of Saint Yuan Li, he is obviously much better.

When he opened his eyes, he found that his father was already standing in front of him, looking at him excitedly, as if he was confirming something.

A warm current flowed out of Chen Xiao's heart, and his father's kindness moved him, and he nodded and said, "The pill is effective, and he can already cultivate!"

Chen Aotian was overjoyed, and his voice was so good, but he instantly returned to his usual calm state, and said: "My exercises are fire attributed, and they can restrain the cold, so I will pass it on to you, remember it well!"

Chen Xiao nodded.

Father and son began to teach the exercises.

Chen Aotian had been waiting for this day for a long time, an ordinary cultivator family, when his children were five years old, they had already begun to cultivate, and he was ten years late before handing over the exercises to his son, which made him even more excited.

The exercises were very complicated, and there were a lot of words, and he remembered that he had memorized them for several days before he could fully memorize them. But he only taught one side, Chen Xiao had already memorized that the second time, Chen Xiao followed the retelling, and it was word for word.

"Great, my son is so smart, he will definitely catch up with the others!" Chen Aotian said excitedly, he was a little out of shape again.

Chen Xiao nodded happily, he was even more excited than his father.

Ever since he was sensible, he had been thinking about his own cultivation every day, but he always had no way to lock the veins of the Nine Yin. After trying many methods later, it still didn't work, and he gave up a little.

Fortunately, his father never gave up on him, and when he heard that the Holy Venerable had refined an elixir that could impact the Nine Yin Lock Veins, he took the task and found it.

Chen Xiao was completely in cultivation this day, and wanted to get back the ten years he had wasted.

At the beginning of his cultivation, his speed was very slow and slow, but he was a junior saint, and his cultivation was very weak, but his serious attitude made him grow little by little, and he felt the holy yuan power in his body, from scratch, from having to slowly growing, Chen Xiao felt extremely fulfilling.

Chen Aotian looked at Chen Xiao with satisfaction, this guy completely forgot about his father and went directly into cultivation, but this kind of seriousness made him happy, thinking that when he was fifteen years old, he still thought about the world of flowers, but Chen Xiao knew about cultivation.

Maybe it was a waste of ten years of time, let Chen Xiao know to cherish it more, Chen Aotian thought to himself, at this moment he seemed to feel that good and bad things depend on each other, and bad things may not have a good side.

After going out, he had the pagoda sent to the palace overnight.

Meng Zhan looked at him in astonishment, and after a long time, he said: "Lord Wang, if you are like this, His Majesty the Emperor will hold you accountable for your dereliction of duty!"

Chen Aotian smiled faintly: "For Chen Xiao, what am I afraid of?"

Meng Zhan was speechless for a long time, he knew that the prince loved the little prince very much, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart, feeling that this matter might have to suffer.