Chapter 47 The Old Monk Who Sitted Down

The sudden change made Jiang Chen startled, but he felt that with the so-called power of qi and blood entering the body, the power and spiritual power in the body increased dramatically, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly calmed down his mind and tried his best to absorb the energy in the body.

The power of qi and blood quenching the body will naturally be accompanied by severe pain, and it is no less than the pain of washing the meridians and cutting the marrow, but these are not unbearable for Jiang Chen, who has a resolute personality.

After the end of this death secret realm, he has to go back to the family and clean up that scum, the Huoli Sect and the Remnant Blood Sect in Liuyun City, knowing that the blood is infinite and Qin Ming and the two of them died in their own hands, they will definitely not give up, facing so many problems, and it happens that Long Fan is asleep and can't help himself, which shows how heavy Jiang Chen's pressure is!

Under heavy pressure, such a good opportunity to improve his strength, how could Jiang Chen let it go, I saw that he clenched his teeth, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, silently bearing the sharp pain in his body, and his strength was slowly improving.

After Lin Lanjian took the Great Returning Pill, the effect of the Four Rank Pills also appeared immediately, and after less than half an hour, the injuries on the surface of his body were intact, and he slowly stood up, feeling Jiang Chen not far away, a huge blood gas was permeating his body, and he muttered in his mouth:

"It seems that Brother Jiang should have gotten some chances," At this rate, it won't be long before he can break through to the second-order spirit, alas... I'd better not bother, and try to find some more opportunities in these last few days.

After speaking, without alerting Jiang Chen, who was cultivating cross-legged, Lin Lanjian quietly left this forest and walked in the direction of a place with relatively strong spiritual power.

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Time flies, and before you know it, three days and nights have passed in the blink of an eye.

A ray of morning light broke the darkness of the night and shone on Jiang Chen's body, as if he had filled it with a golden gauze coat.

Slowly opening his eyes, as the power of qi and blood around his body completely disappeared and was refined by himself, the two spiritual power cyclones in Jiang Chen's body were also bigger than before, and he had become a second-order spirit master!

Feeling the reserves of the spiritual power cyclone in his body, which had expanded by nearly three percent compared to before, Jiang Chen showed a hint of satisfaction, slowly got up, smelled the aromatic earthy smell in the air, and was in a good mood.

As soon as he thought of the Spirit Venerable Secret Realm, Jiang Chen took out the golden Buddha statue and looked at it a few times, but before he could see any doorways, he felt that the sky was spinning, and with a wave of spatial fluctuations, the surrounding scenery gradually distorted and became extremely unreal.

I don't know how long it took for the space to gradually stabilize and forcibly suppress the feeling of dizziness, Jiang Chen looked around and was surprised to find that at this time, he was in a golden hall!

"Slayer, since you have successfully completed the Qi and Blood Power Quenching, you have now been teleported to the location of the Spirit Venerable Inheritance, and whether or not you can be recognized is entirely up to your personal creation. ”

The voice that had no emotion sounded in his mind again, and when he learned that this hall was actually the place where the Spirit Venerable was inherited, Jiang Chen began to wander around the hall curiously.

On the walls of the main hall, there are carved Buddha statues everywhere, but the expressions are different, some are solemn, some are casual, and some are smiling...

After looking around the wall again, when Jiang Chen walked to the last wall, he accidentally found that in an inconspicuous place, there was a groove, and that groove was actually the shape of a small Buddha statue!

Seeing this, Jiang Chen hurriedly picked up the golden Buddha in his hand, compared it slightly, and slowly put it in the groove.

With the little golden Buddha, after it was completely integrated into the groove, a stone door slowly cracked open on the wall in front of Jiang Chen, slowly suppressed the shock in his heart, and slowly walked in vigilantly, for fear that there would be some traps.

After entering the stone gate, there was no imaginary jewels, only a dried corpse, sitting in the center of this space.

Seeing that there was no treasure he liked, Jiang Chen felt a little disappointed, and after looking at the dried corpse in the center for a while, he found that there were still nine ring scars on his head, and then he realized that this senior must have been a master of Buddhism before his death!

The dry corpse was dressed in a robe, but now it seems that it has been a little damaged, sitting on a lotus stone platform, with his hands folded, looking extremely solemn, although he has been dead for an unknown time, Jiang Chen can still feel the faint coercion contained in it.

On this continent, the Lingzun strong can already take their own titles, and they are called Venerables, each of them has the ability to turn over the river and the sea, out of respect for the Lingzun strong, Jiang Chen slowly saluted to the old monk in front of him.

"Amitabha, there is a fate, the old man has finally waited for this day. ”

As soon as he raised his head, an ethereal voice came into Jiang Chen's ears, and he was startled in his heart, and began to look around, looking for the source of the sound.

At this time, an illusory light and shadow slowly floated out of the old monk's body, looked at the young man in front of him, and showed a satisfied smile.

Jiang Chen naturally knew that what was in front of him was the remnant soul of the old monk!

Long Fan has now fallen into a deep sleep, if this old monk, like the Bloody Cloth Spirit Sect before, wants to take away himself...

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's cold hair stood up, he took two steps back, and began to secretly mobilize his soul power, looking at the remnant soul vigilantly, once he found that something was wrong, he was ready to fight to the death!

Feeling the huge soul power permeating Jiang Chen's body, the old monk sighed lightly, put his hands together and said, "The little benefactor is really a genius, at a young age, his soul has actually reached the peak of the lower level of the mortal rank! ”

"The master praised it falsely, the kid inadvertently disturbed the master, and hoped to atone for his sins, so I will leave. ”

After speaking, Jiang Chen slowly retreated towards the stone gate, but in the eyes of the old monk, the look of vigilance did not decrease in the slightest.

Seeing Jiang Chen's cautious appearance, the old monk smiled kindly, and continued, "Amitabha, little donor, since you have obtained my Buddha relics, you naturally have a fate with me, the old man has fallen for many years, and he is desperately trying to keep this vitality, just to find a destined person, naturally he will not harm you, you can rest assured." ”

"Hmph! I've been dead for so long and still haven't been able to live, and it's probably not a good kind, so I'd better leave first, the means of the Spirit Venerable and the strong are far from what I can guess. ”

Jiang Chen thought to himself secretly, and said to the old monk, "It's not a secret, there is already a teacher under it, and it is not a Buddhist cultivation, so the master's inheritance, the kid is really not blessed, as for the master's Buddha relics, I got it unintentionally, and the real number is accidental, so the master should find another destined person!"

He had already reached the edge of the stone gate, and as soon as the words fell, without stopping for a moment, Jiang Chen immediately turned around and rushed out.

"Amitabha, nine rounds of splitting gold thunder, I don't know if the little donor has ever heard of it?"

Jiang Chen stopped suddenly, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he turned to look at the remnant soul of the old monk not far away, with a solemn expression.

Nine Rounds of Split Golden Thunder, ranked seventh among the nine thunderbolts, resembling a golden wheel, with nine teeth, known for its powerful attack power, such a heaven and earth artifact, for Jiang Chen, who is himself the overlord of thunder, the temptation is naturally great, so big that he can gamble with his life!

A Lingzun powerhouse naturally wouldn't talk nonsense, obviously, that old monk knew the news about the Nine Rounds of Splitting Golden Thunder!

After a long time, the old monk coughed lightly, breaking the silence around him, "Little donor, the remnant soul of the old man can't last long, at the beginning, in order to get that thunder, although he made sufficient preparations, but in the end, he still didn't succeed, but under the thunder, he ended up seriously injured and fell!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"The junior is really stupid, he can't understand the true meaning of the master's words, and ask the master to say it clearly!" Looking at the extremely weak soul body, Jiang Chen hugged a fist and said in a deep voice.

"The nine thunders, each of them, has great power, the old man really can't bear to be silent between this heaven and earth, Buddhism pays attention to fate cause and effect, therefore, it is to hold on to the present, waiting for the arrival of the destined person. ”

"Before, looking at your mind and strength, you were all the best among your peers, so I hope that when you grow up in the future, you can accept such divine objects, which can be regarded as the last contribution that Lao Wei made to this world. ”

Then, with a wave of the old monk's hand, a golden ring floated towards Jiang Chen, and then floated in front of Jiang Chen's eyes.

"In this ring, there is a record of the Nine Rounds of Splitting Golden Thunder, as well as a set of martial arts created by Lao Qu, so it should be given to the little benefactor!"

After speaking, the soul body of the old monk became weaker and weaker, until it finally dissipated, and a generation of spiritual venerable beings completely fell!

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At the same time, outside the secret realm of death, a golden light suddenly lit up, and an old man in a black shirt flew from a distance in a hurry, looking at the dazzling golden light, his face was full of excitement.

"It's been a long time, and someone has finally passed the trial of the Death Secret Realm, and moreover, he has even opened the Spirit Venerable Inheritance! Amazing little guy. ”

After a few breaths, the golden light quickly dimmed again, as if it had never happened.

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Taking off the ring suspended in front of him, Jiang Chen did not rush to open his perception and check the contents inside, but bowed deeply to the old monk in the center of the secret room with respect and gratitude on his face, and then turned to leave.

Out of the main hall, Jiang Chen took out the golden ring and looked at it, and when he felt the space inside, he was really startled.

"The space of this ring is so large that it can almost fit a mansion, and the grade should be low-level, alas... It's really worthy of being a strong Lingzun, and even the storage rings used are high-end goods. ”

Although the space is large, there are only two jade slips and a map inside, which seems empty.

He took out a jade slip at random, and Jiang Chen looked at it casually.

"Mahayana Rulai palm, ranking at the peak of the earth level, divided into three volumes, the power of one volume is better than a volume, practice to the fullest, under the superposition of the three volumes, you can hardly shake the heavenly level martial arts!

tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart, and Jiang Chen had another look of admiration for the deceased senior.

"In the Lingzun realm, you can create your own martial arts, and the higher the level of martial arts, the more restrictions it has on those who come out of the cultivators, and looking at this martial arts, the restrictions on martial artists can almost be ignored! Presumably, back then, he was also a proud son of the sky! Alas..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the fall of the high monk.

Shaking his head slightly, he took out another jade slip, and when he opened it, Jiang Chen's eyes were blazing.

"Nine rounds of splitting gold thunder, explain in detail!"

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