Chapter 89 The Secret Treasure of the Spiritual Race
Chapter 89 The Secret Treasure House of the Spirit Tribe
Chen Xuan asked the question that he had wanted to know most over the years.
After he retired at his peak, he sent his disciples away on the pretext of going out for training.
Moreover, what he originally said about going out to explore was not for his disciples to leave Hongmeng Continent, where they had narrowly escaped death, and go to other continents, but to leave for other worlds.
After all, one hundred thousand years ago, Chen Xuan established his own forces in various continents in order to improve his cultivation.
When his disciples were training, they would inevitably have disputes and conflicts with these forces, so he was too lazy to mediate.
"Uh, I forgot."
Qingpeng scratched his head in embarrassment.
Hearing this answer, a trace of disappointment flashed across Chen Xuan's face, but he didn't say much.
After all, ever since Qingpeng possessed the Divine Body of Sleeping Arhat, every time he broke through, he would fall into a deep sleep and forget most of his previous memories.
One hundred thousand years ago to the present, Qingpeng has fallen into an unknown amount of sleep, and it is normal that he cannot remember some things.
"Greetings to the ancestor."
At this moment, Luo Qingcheng and three others also came over and bowed respectfully to Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan nodded slightly, indicating that the three of them did not need to be polite, "It seems that the three of you already know each other, so there is no need for me to introduce you."
Qing Peng, who was on the side, couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard the three people calling Chen Xuan, and muttered in a low voice: "One hundred thousand years have passed, and the master has still worked hard to give birth to so many children. He is really getting stronger with age!"
When he said this, his voice was almost like a mosquito buzzing, but Chen Xuan still heard it really clearly.
"I have worked hard to sell mahua, and these descendants all come from the force I created."
"Qingpeng, you dare to make fun of me even as a teacher, I guess you have forgotten the feeling of a belt!"
Chen Xuan said this while posing with a belt, "It seems that after you see my true form, it is necessary for you to review it!"
As soon as these words came out, Chen Daoran suddenly became interested and quickly turned his attention to Qingpeng, just in time to see the latter cover his butt with his hands and take a few steps back.
If the whip dipped in cold water is Xiang Lin's childhood shadow, then being spanked with a belt is the pain in Qingpeng's heart that will never go away.
When he thought of the cold belt, his butt began to hurt, and he was so frightened that he quickly changed the subject.
"Master, you just said that this is a clone of senior brother, but I feel that this is obviously senior brother's true body!"
"Well, that's right! This is indeed a clone of your senior brother."
Although Chen Xuan had not met his apprentices for a long time, relying on his understanding of these apprentices, he could still identify from the smallest details that this was a clone of Xiang Lin in front of him.
"Then why does senior brother's clone appear here?
And the demonic nature is so strong, could it be said that Senior Brother has gone crazy again?"
Qingpeng became more and more confused. He always felt that his mind had become dull since he obtained the Sleeping Arhat Divine Body.
"It's not that he went crazy. I specially improved the technique for him before he went out to practice. Even if he went crazy, he would never have such a strong murderous intention."
"Lao San must have encountered an accident, so he deliberately created this clone, hoping to attract people's attention."
When Chen Xuan analyzed this, his eyes gradually turned cold, and a murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
Although he didn't know what accident happened to Xiang Lin, based on his understanding of his apprentice, he either suffered severe injuries and fell into a coma, or was plotted against and imprisoned in a place.
In desperation, this clone was separated.
"Oh, if you dare to touch my Chen Xuan's apprentice, I want to see how courageous you are!"
After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and directly put Xiang Lin's clone into his personal space, intending to use this clone to find the latter's true body in the future.
After putting away Xiang Lin's clone, he turned to look at Qingpeng, Luo Qingcheng and others, and said softly: "Let's go!"
"Walk?
Master, are we going back?"
Qing Peng couldn't wait to ask. Ever since he saw Chen Xuan just now, he wanted to fly directly to the latter, so he didn't bother to stay in this secret place of the Spirit Clan for one more second.
"No, I'm taking you to get the real spiritual treasure!"
Chen Xuan stretched out his left hand and waved it gently at the air in front of him.
Stab—
Accompanied by a harsh sound, the space in front of Chen Xuan suddenly distorted, and then a space crack two people high appeared out of thin air.
Through this crack, Qingpeng and others could feel the vigorous spiritual energy coming from the opposite side, and could faintly see many treasures.
"As a race that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, the Eldar clan has a secret treasure house that is no less than my narrow escape."
After briefly explaining to the four Qingpeng people, Chen Xuan led them directly into the space crack.
After a period of dizzying feeling, everyone felt the strong spiritual energy rushing towards them.
Perhaps because the spiritual energy was too strong, Qingpeng and others could even feel that the injuries they had suffered before were rapidly healing and improving under the nourishment of the spiritual energy.
"Is this the Eldar's secret treasure house?"
Chen Xuan murmured, and then quickly looked around at the secret treasure house of the Spirit Clan.
They saw that they were now in a building complex made of pure white jade, with carved beams, painted buildings, pavilions and pavilions; the corridors were winding, the eaves were high and the teeth were ingeniously laid out; celestial grasses, spiritual fruits, and precious magic weapons
Countless.
When Qingpeng and others were in it, they felt as if they had arrived in the legendary fairy palace. For a moment, they were dazzled and stunned in place.
Chen Daoran, who has always been obsessed with money, almost fainted.
"Damn it! The embryo of an immortal divine weapon can become an immortal divine weapon as long as it is tempered a little and survives the thunder tribulation.
There are actually ten handles here."
"This pile is dragon essence, which can not only be used to build formations, but also extend life. Legend has it that as long as ten are refined, one can have the power of a dragon.
There must be hundreds of pieces in this pile at least!"
"How come the white jade here has such strong spiritual power?
Could it be that they are all spiritual jade that can speed up cultivation? If you practice here, wouldn’t it be more effective with half the effort?”
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Immortal divine weapon embryos, dragon essences, and spiritual jade, all of which are treasures that can cause bloodshed when taken outside, are among the rarest and most common treasures in the spirit tribe. From this, it is not difficult to see how wealthy the spirit tribe is.
"It's just a pile of junk, the real treasure is still inside!"
Seeing that Qingpeng and others were completely dazzled, Chen Xuan couldn't help but give a warning, and then continued walking deeper into the palace with a few others.
Under the leadership of Chen Xuan, everyone walked around the buildings and finally came to a palace.
I saw that this palace was empty and there were no treasures piled up. The only object inside was a throne, and there was actually a figure sitting on the throne.
Maybe he felt someone entering the palace. The figure slowly raised his head, quickly looked at the person, and finally fixed his eyes directly on Chen Xuan.