To Xiao Shangwu.

Chen Santiao felt that there was nothing to hide.

Xiao Shangwu swallowed his saliva and said, "Martial artist five grades?

Xuan-level martial arts?

Do you know how to do alchemy?"

When Chen Santiao heard this, there was a smile on his face.

He snorted.

Even so, Xiao Shangwu's expression was slightly surprised, and he continued: "Didn't you condense a spiritual vein?"

Chen Santiao said with a smile on his face:

"Nine spiritual veins!"

"Nine?" Hearing this, Xiao Shangwu was shocked.

However, the next moment.

Chen Santiao's words made him sit on the ground with a fart, to be specific, he actually sat on the ground limp with a heartache on his face.

Because, Chen Santiao said lightly: "I'll cut them all!"

It may be that seeing Xiao Shangwu's expression is really exaggerated.

Chen Sao narrowed his eyes and continued:

"On the Netherworld Continent, there has always been a concept that the martial soul awakens and condenses the spiritual vein, and the more the spiritual vein is condensed, the more powerful it becomes.

This has even become the only criterion for judging a martial artist's future cultivation achievements even on the mainland.

Actually, this is a big mistake.

The so-called spiritual veins are chicken ribs for cultivators.

Therefore, the higher a cultivator's cultivation is, the spiritual veins will become a burden, which will make the cultivation path more and more difficult in the future!

If a martial artist can cultivate to reach the strong martial arts, he will understand that this is very reasonable. ”

Hearing Chen Santiao's impassioned remarks.

Xiao Shangwu's expression made people feel a little helpless.

He looked at his nephew in front of him with some shock, frowned slightly, and said, "No...... No, Sanjo, who are you listening to?

Why is the spiritual vein a chicken rib?

You'd better not say this outside, or you'll think you're crazy, and you'll even get into some unnecessary trouble.

It's dangerous!"

After Chen Santiao heard Xiao Shangwu's words, his heart was also a little inexplicably shocked at the moment.

At the same time, there is some remorse.

I may have been very excited just now, so I told some of my inner experiences.

However, he just glanced at Xiao Shangwu, and he knew very well in his heart that his brother-in-law would not tell him about it.

Moreover, he is such a treasure at the bottom of the box, so naturally he will not easily tell others!

"Don't worry!" Chen Sanjo smiled.

"If it weren't for you, uncle, I wouldn't have said it!"

After Xiao Shangwu heard this, a bright and relaxed smile appeared on his face.

In fact, he is very happy in his heart, if this nephew of his is really strong, then he doesn't have to worry about it in the future.

Xiao Shangwu said with a smile: "Sanjo, now that you can practice, and you have reached the realm of the five grades of martial arts, I am really happy about this,

However, cutting off the nine spiritual veins, is this a bit arbitrary?

Besides, in the entire Ice Martial Empire, and even in the Netherworld, the spiritual vein has always been inherited as the lifeblood of the martial artist!"

Chen Santiao asked rhetorically: "Uncle, I'll just ask you one thing now, in the Netherworld, in the thousands of years you know, has anyone ever reached the realm of Emperor Wu?"

When Xiao Shangwu heard this, he was slightly stunned on his face.

Then, as if he was reminiscing about something.

After a long time, he frowned slightly and said, "When you say that, I also have some doubts in my heart.

A thousand years ago, there were really extremely martial emperor monks,

However, as for ......

In the past thousand years, I really haven't heard of a Martial Emperor on the entire Netherworld Continent?

It's just that now the five pinnacles of the Netherworld Continent exist, all of them are in the realm of the Nine Grades of Martial Honor, and they have never broken through to the realm of the Martial Emperor......"

Come to think of this.

Xiao Shangwu's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

He seemed to have remembered something at this moment, and then slowly stood up, his face cloudy!

It's been a long time.

He hesitated: "However, ten years ago, a very strange thing happened.

If I remember correctly, it should be in the first year of the Ice Martial Empire's auspicious talisman, but it's just ...... At the time, there was a lot of buzz about this.

I remember that in the imperial capital of Luo'an, there were people who actually broke through Wuzun and directly reached the realm of Emperor Wu.

And...... His approach is similar to yours.

So, what you're saying is all true?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Shangwu already opened his mouth wide and did not continue.

Chen Sandao didn't know about the old thing he said, but since Xiao Shangwu said so, this must be an old thing that shocked him.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Uncle, I don't know what you said about the old thing, but since everyone has confirmed that this method can work, why would no one do it?"

Chen Santiao was puzzled.

Doubt.

Very confused!

Therefore, such an opportunity, in any opinion, should be done like this, why is there no one who has not been promoted to the realm of Martial Emperor in these places?

Then.

Xiao Shangwu sighed lightly: "Who knows?"

After he finished speaking, his expression became gloomy.

Then, Xiao Shangwu seemed to be a little strange, he glanced at Chen Santiao, and said with a gentle smile on his face: "Sanjo, I'll go back first, you're fine!"

Chen Sanjo nodded.

When Xiao Shangwu's figure completely disappeared from Chen Santiao's sight.

Chen Santiao turned around and entered the house.

But at this moment.

But after the courtyard was empty, there was a figure standing in one place, watching everyone in the courtyard leave, and finally a smile flashed in his eyes.

It was Xiao Yuqing.

......

In the room, Chen Sanjo stepped in.

Suddenly, I saw a figure leap out of the window.

Seeing this, Chen Sao frowned slightly.

He went straight to the window and watched as the figure was heading towards the back mountain.

Without much thought, he walked the nearest road, intending to intercept this person.

It's about a cup of tea.

It's right under a big tree.

Chen Sao was standing next to a boulder, heard the footsteps behind him, and then frowned slightly: "What did you take?"

Hand it over, right?"

At this moment, he slowly turned around.

looked at a man in black in front of him, masked with a black cloth.

When the masked man heard this, he glanced behind Chen Sanjo, and probably saw that there was no one behind him, so he sneered coldly:

"You're fast, but unfortunately, you're alone, do you think you can keep me?"

"One person is enough!" Chen Sanjo said lightly.

The masked man sighed.

Then, he took a few steps back.

Chen Santiao didn't care, when he came out, he had already spread his thoughts within fifty meters of the surroundings.

He has long cultivated the masked man in his chest.

Warrior Sanpin!

However, this person actually condensed two spiritual veins?

It seems that he is also an absolute genius in Snow Old Town!

"What a big breath!" the masked man sneered.

"I usually do what I can, and I always have been, even if I'm chasing you at the moment!" Chen Sanjo said with a smile.

When the masked man heard this, he looked stunned.

A sword appeared in his hand.

"Die!"

This guy doesn't have any of those chivalrous people on the rivers and lakes at all, or the demeanor of a master, saying that he is going to fight, standing with his back to his back, standing tall as a cloud pine, a master demeanor, disdainful and so on.

The masked man stepped forward with his sword and took Chen Santiao's head.

It's just that.

The next moment.

This enthusiastic guy was shocked.

Then.

The man fell in a pool of blood.

Died of exhaustion.