The narrow corridor is deep and dim, and the road illuminated by the occasional firelight is faint, as if it were a phantom.

The ground is very smooth and spotless, and although it is deep underground, there is no sense of horror at all.

There are exquisite murals carved on the wall, Lin Chen leaned his head over, there are hundreds of villains on the murals, some villains have their hands outstretched, some look into the distance, some hold the sky with their hands, and some have their hands full of flames......

"To be sure, this should be a grotto," Lin Chen thought secretly, "When I was a child, my father took me to see the murals of the Lin family. ”

After walking for half an hour, the eyes suddenly opened up, the sky was full of fireflies, butterflies were walking through the flowers, and bees were collecting honey...... It's completely peaceful.

Lin Chen swept away the haze in his heart, and instantly forgot that he was in the ground, and was chased and killed by the city lord Fang Qiang, his figure flashed, walking back and forth in the sea of flowers.

As if his footsteps had hit something hard, Lin Chen turned around and pushed aside the grass covering it, and couldn't help but be shocked!

Coffin! A whole eleven coffins were quietly displayed in the sea of flowers, with a pitch-black skin, and the coffins were full of rune seals.

Lin Chen patted Sheng Yuan's boiling chest, silenced his sudden beating heart, slowly stepped forward, and squatted down in front of the largest coffin in the middle.

"The first generation of the Shengyuan family, kill all the enemies, wipe out all the resistance, and have an unparalleled ...... in the world" The lines of text seemed to be a powerful and powerful bomb, deeply imprinted in Lin Chen's mind.

Lin Chen slapped his thigh fiercely, stood up suddenly, and raised his head to the sky and roared: If I have such a domineering Saint Yuan battle skill, what is it if the city lord Fang Qiang is strong?

Immediately after the second coffin, the third coffin, for a whole hour, all the runes and seals on the ten coffins were read.

At this moment, Lin Chen is really relieved: there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Lin Chen wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, the huge shock brought by these ten coffins was no less than a life-and-death struggle.

And the last coffin.

This coffin looked very lonely, lonely and sunk in a secluded corner, Lin Chen squatted down and read the words on it word by word.

"Linglang, the eleventh generation descendant of Shengyuan, conquered the world, the enemy was invincible, and traveled all over the world with unparalleled combat skills...... Kill the dragon, cut the sky and thunder, fast, fast...... After fighting with the king of all demons, he was evenly matched, and the king of the demons plotted and was sad...... The blood heirs of the Holy Yuan are hard to find, woohoo, the descendants of the Holy Yuan are broken by my hands, and I dare not rank with the ancestors......"

The more Lin Chen reads, the more sad he becomes, and he thinks that he must have been heartbroken at that time.

Lin Chen stood up instantly, and in shock, he shouted: I am the heir of the Qi of the Holy Yuan!

"What's wrong?" The Saint Elder asked eagerly. Lin Chen's shout just now startled the holy elder, and he thought that it was the city lord Fang Qiang's men and horses chasing after him.

"Descendants of the Holy Yuan, this is the cemetery of the Descendants of the Holy Yuan!" Lin Chen's excited mood couldn't be calmed down at all, and he shouted excitedly.

"Impossible," the laughter of the Holy Elder came from inside, "Don't say it's you, it's me, an old man, and I only have admiration for the descendants of Shengyuan, it is said that each generation of them is a powerful and unparalleled figure in the world, but unfortunately they suddenly disappeared later, and there is no news of them anymore." The voice of the old man was full of vicissitudes, "I haven't had a chance to see these predecessors and heroes." ”

After the Holy Elder finished speaking, he entered a state of rest, no matter how Lin Chen asked him to come out to see, he didn't respond again.

Lin Chen was stunned for a long time, and then took a walk among the flowers, and the sound of the rushing water seemed to be a natural sound woven by five tones, which made people feel refreshed and happy, and they forgot to return.

When he came to the river, Lin Chen was dizzy, the river water was crystal clear, but the water was hazy, as if it was stained with layers of mist, and with Lin Chen's breathing, this layer of mist rushed to his nostrils.

The mist entered his body, instantly filling his body, and the limbs seemed to be re-forged, Lin Chen clenched his fists, and a majestic momentum suddenly emitted.

Boom......

That thrill of epiphany is here again! It was as if a meteor had fallen to the ground, and lightning struck the sky.

Four-Star Sage!

It turned out that these misty mist were all the Qi of the Saint Yuan hundreds of thousands of years ago, and they had been confined underground for a long time, which was naturally much purer than the Qi of the Saint Yuan generated in the body.

The river slowly floated into many small wooden boats, each carrying a small bottle with the words "Holy Spirit", "Holy Venerable", "Holy King" and so on.

Lin Chen casually picked up the bottle of the Holy Venerable, uncorked it, and a strong divine sense rushed straight into his brain, Lin Chen had almost no ability to resist, allowing this powerful divine sense to burrow into his brain.

Knock Knock......

A thousand times the yellow bell almost stunned Lin Chen, and each time the bell swept mercilessly in the depths of Lin Chen's mind, a thousand big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing kept circling in his mind, and finally came down solidly.

Just when Lin Chen was shocked, a clear flute sounded, and Lin Chen's mind suddenly became extremely clear, and every beating note inevitably brought out a small character, which formed a strong contrast with the wild grass just now.

At the end of the flute, the neat little characters fell into Lin Chen's mind forever, two thousand words, two combat skills, Lin Chen was already clear.

With a few swishs, Lin Chen's divine sense suddenly noticed that there was movement behind him, although the sound was very weak!

Hurriedly turned around, the ice blade was clenched in his hand, a shadow kill, and he swooped at the target behind him, sneering twice, the target was also very powerful, and his body turned around, and he dodged the attack of the ice blade at a very tricky angle.

Lin Chen secretly cheered and looked coldly at the opponent in front of him.

It's a person, a face person!

The soft noodle is dancing in a variety of movements that ordinary people can't do at all, and even the juggling performances I watched when I was a child are far from the same.

It was like having no bones, its whole body was soft, Lin Chen's sharp blade swung it, and the sword flashed cold, covering the air with a layer of frost, but it couldn't hurt the face person at all.

Lin Chen was furious, and used the borrowed phase to urge the Flame Bible, and the Saint Yuan in his body boiled, drifted rapidly, and floated out, and the fierce fire attacked the person in front of him.

"Look how you hide!" Lin Chen finally got angry.

Who knew that the noodle man would come first, at the moment when the fire came out, he took a little step and pointed directly at Lin Chen's wrist, Lin Chen's nerves that had just relaxed suddenly tensed again, and he dodged sideways, who knew that the noodle man was pressing step by step, and the seemingly slow technique, Lin Chen had no way to crack it!

Big words emerge in the mind: defeat the strong with the weak, brake with static, although the fire is strong, people are not hurt; Although the water is soft, drown and hurt; One yin and one yang is the Tao!

Lin Chen realized, imitated the moves of the face man, dismantled one move at a time, and gradually understood the way to advance and retreat, and finally the face man gradually turned into invisible, and a huge voice echoed in the ground.

"Success, retire!"

Just when Lin Chen was reminiscing, the ground became shaky, as if there was really an earthquake, Lin Chen secretly screamed in his heart, and accidentally found that there were a few clean red fruits floating above the Holy Yuanqi, and the ghost made a god jump on the Shengyuanqi, and with a whoosh, he was already standing outside the tunnel.

Looking at the gradually healing earth, Lin Chen felt like he was in a dream, he pinched his arm fiercely, although it hurt and gritted his teeth, but his heart was sweet.

……

Ten days later, Ghost Lookout Slope.

Lin Chen had thoroughly comprehended the skill of combining rigidity and softness, and he had to practice here every day for ten days, and the saints who saw it were amazed again and again.

"Hey, your combat skills seem to be very slow, but they are actually fast and different, did you realize it?"

"No, Holy Elder, I told you a long time ago, this is the battle skill of the Shengyuan family, that is, the place where I fell into the ground that day, I asked you to come out to see it that day, who do you complain about if you don't believe it?"

"You ......" the old saint's bowels were green.

"Where, take me to ......," the old man looked eager.

Without waiting for the holy elder to finish speaking, Lin Chen rolled his eyes: This thing is the same as an epiphany, it can be met but not sought, hehe, if you miss it, you miss it.

The Holy Elder looked at Lin Chen's smug expression and wanted to smash him into a portrait with a hammer.

"Ten days to go!" Lin Chen burst into a shout, the ice blade in his hand became as fast as a swimming dragon, the sword body danced, and a layer of fine cotton nets was shrouded in all directions, and a fly could not even think of flying out.

"Seven Star Yu Steps!" Lin Chen stepped forward and shuttled back and forth on the ground, slippery like a loach, and could be surprisingly successful in dodging.

The Yin Yang Sword Technique and the Seven Star Yu Step are the two major battle skills passed down to Lin Chen by the Shengyuan family.

"Oh no, the bandits are coming, run!" An old voice sounded in the village, and then there was a bang, Lin Chen looked up and saw that a head was flying high in the air, and blood was all over the mountain village at once.

Lin Chen's divine sense suddenly perceived: dozens of horses, rolling in the dust, the sound of the horses neighing, and the crisp sound of the saber inserting into the body was entwined in Lin Chen's mind.

"Like the moon!" Lin Chen made a few leaps, and then came to the head of the village, and the Saint Yuan Qi that had been stored in his hand was suddenly released at a small soldier who was showing off his might, he didn't even call out, his whole body was blown up, and it became a blurred mass of minced meat.

Lin Chen rushed left and right, and saved a few children who were about to be slaughtered in his busy schedule, although he was unable to move, but he relied on the Seven Stars to step on the ground in the enemy formation.

Running to the small courtyard, several thieves were staring at Ruyue with blood-red eyes, and the obscene malaise made Ruyue's face flush, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a hanging heart finally let go.

Lin Chen is back!

Putting down a few children, and before a few thieves came to their senses, Lin Chen punched them one by one, and the ** of them burst apart, and the red and white flowed to the ground.

A thief raised a serrated steel knife, and when he slashed it in the air, Lin Chen did not dodge or dodge, pinched his fingers, held the sawtooth just right, and picked it up casually, a miserable scream came, and the person was cut in two.

Holding Ruyue's hand and walking outside, Lin Chen gritted his teeth.

Let all the bandits come and go!