Everyone in the Wuzhen Sect knew that Chen Xuan had only come to the Fire God Valley, the leader and a few elders. When they learned that Chen Xuan's true identity was the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect, they were extremely shocked at the first time, because Chen Xuan might have brought them something.
Come and destroy the religion.
However, Wu Feng's status in the Wu Sect is extremely special, and Wu Feng's temperament is as cold as ice. The leaders and elders of Wu Zhen Sect do not dare to offend her, for fear that Wu Feng will become angry and do something unreasonable.
So after hearing Wu Feng say that Chen Xuan would leave after the retreat, I could only pray that Chen Xuan, a little devil, would succeed in retreat as soon as possible.
That night, Chen Xuan entered the retreat room, preparing to learn the secret martial arts skills given by the beautiful woman in the painting, but he heard someone coming in from outside, and it was Zhang Zhicheng's soft and sweet voice.
"Chen Xuan, let me in."
Hearing Zhang Zhicheng's words, Chen Xuan immediately opened the stone door of the quiet room and saw Zhang Zhicheng standing gracefully at the door.
Because of Wu Feng's order, there is no Wuzhen disciple guarding this quiet room, and after closing the stone door of this top-level quiet room, even the Hedao master level cannot sense the situation inside the stone room, so Chen Xuan let Zhang Zhicheng walk in with confidence.
, then close the stone door and activate the restriction.
More than ten years have passed, and Zhang Zhicheng is no longer the immature girl she was when she was reincarnated, but she does not age as quickly as a mortal. She is still a peerless beauty in her youth.
"Chen Xuan, do you know how much I have missed you these past ten years?"
After Zhang Zhicheng came in, he immediately threw himself into Chen Xuan's arms and hugged Chen Xuan tightly.
"Zhicheng, I'm sorry for making you wait in the southwest for more than ten years."
Chen Xuan's words were full of apology.
Zhang Zhicheng shook his little head: "No need to apologize to me. I know that you have been locked up in Zenyin Temple. You must have suffered a lot for so many years."
Thinking of Chen Xuan being imprisoned for more than ten years, Zhang Zhicheng felt very distressed.
"Zhi Cheng, now you have broken through to the stage of becoming a god. When our cultivation level improves, we will soon be reunited with Feixue and the others."
Chen Xuan said, telling Zhang Zhicheng everything about his encounter with Shen Binglan in Beihuang, and his encounter with the reincarnation of Feng Yue and Tang Qiuling in Zhongzhou.
In addition, Chen Xuan also speculated that Su Yourong might be the reincarnation of Xiangdiemi, and that the Eighth Wonder of the Shuijing Sect and the Imperial Master of the Holy Tang Dynasty Wu Chao Tianwei might be the reincarnation of Ji Wushuang. If the guess is correct, all six of his beauties would be reincarnated.
turn up.
That night, Zhang Zhicheng listened to Chen Xuan talk about many experiences of more than ten years, and then the two of them devoted all their love and thoughts to the two cultivations. They fell in love for a long, long time... Wu Feng stood outside the retreat stone room for half the night, and did not wait for her daughter
When I came out, I couldn't help but let out a sigh.
As her daughter grew up, love disaster followed, and she fell in love with the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect who shocked the world of mountains and seas. As a mother, Wu Feng only hoped that her daughter would not be harmed, and the rest would be left to her daughter.
Just like my self-willed self back then.
In order to compensate Zhang Zhicheng, Chen Xuan did not practice on the first night, and only began to comprehend the secret martial arts skills given by the beauty in the painting on the second night.
This secret method of martial arts was created by a Daxia martial arts genius back then. It allows martial artists who did not condense their martial souls when they broke through to become gods to get a new chance to condense their martial souls.
As for what level of martial soul it is condensed into, it all depends on the martial cultivator's own luck.
The technique is not very profound, but it requires risking one's life. Once the practice fails, one may fall into the realm.
Chen Xuan spent about seven days to thoroughly understand the entire Wuhun secret method, and then began to formally retreat according to the secret method of cultivation.
So starting from the seventh day, Zhang Zhicheng could not come over every night to have a "tryst" with Chen Xuan.
The long training that tested his will began. Chen Xuan meditated in a quiet room, practicing according to the secret method, letting his soul fall into nothingness, looking for the legendary Wuhun Temple.
This method of cultivation is very dangerous, because it is not an ordinary soul traveling. If the soul is lost in the void and cannot find the Wuhun Hall, Chen Xuan's body will become a walking corpse.
Moreover, in the process of searching for the Spirit Hall, the soul cannot sense changes in time and space. If the soul is not strong enough, it will gradually forget its purpose, or even forget everything, and sink forever in nothingness.
Of course, this martial soul secret method does not simply allow the martial cultivator to aimlessly search for the martial soul hall. Through practicing the secret method, the martial cultivator can visualize a natal lamp that uses the body's energy and blood as fuel. This natal lamp will carry the martial arts soul with him.
Sense the location of Wuhun Palace in the void.
As long as the martial arts talent is high enough, the energy, blood, and spirit are strong enough, there is a 50% to 60% chance of finding the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, the Great Xia martial arts genius back then would not have allowed such a dangerous secret cultivation method to be spread.
However, finding the Wuhun Palace is only the first step. The next step is to obtain the recognition of the powerful martial souls in the Wuhun Palace in order to condense the martial souls.
After three days in reality, Chen Xuan's soul finally saw a majestic, sacred and solemn palace in the endless darkness. On the palace door were three shining characters "Martial Soul Hall".
Only then did Chen Xuan realize that the so-called Wuhun Palace was not a name given by martial arts cultivators in the Shanhai Realm, but a real existence.
But who built the Wuhun Palace, and why it only exists in the void that can only be seen by martial souls? This is the ultimate mystery that no one in the world of mountains and seas can solve for eternity.
Chen Xuan temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and flew with all his strength to the gate of Wuhun Palace. Looking at the magnificent and domineering palace in front of him, Chen Xuan could not help but feel solemn in his heart.
The palace door was not closed. Chen Xuan stepped into the door without any hindrance. A wide corridor with no end in sight appeared in front of him. On both sides of the corridor were huge statues of gods in different poses. All of these statues exuded a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere.
Mysterious breath.
Chen Xuan looked around and found that some of these statues were giants holding swords, spears and halberds, and some were rare birds and animals that had long since disappeared in the mountains and seas. In addition, there were various unique weapons and weapons, and even strange flowers.
There are exotic herbs and towering ancient trees, and it seems to contain all living things.
Chen Xuan looked calm and stepped onto the corridor when he suddenly sensed a dull sound coming from a statue on the left.
"Hmm..." "Another young martial artist has arrived..." "He's actually in the stage of becoming a god?"
It’s really fun.”
"Are you trying to make up for your martial spirit?
I haven’t had such a brave kid for a long time.”
There was discussion among the statues one after another, which made Chen Xuan very surprised. He couldn't help but guess that these statues were the perfect spirits in the Spirit Hall.
"This kid seems to be very talented. How about I go out with him to get some fresh air?"
A elephant statue moved its trunk and said.
A tiger-shaped statue next to it that exuded evil aura immediately said: "This child is quite evil, and he fits very well with my Great Wild Tiger..." "This child is not just evil, he is a devil!"
Suddenly, someone said something, and the endless corridor became restless. The auras of countless statues exploded violently, passing by Chen Xuan like a violent wind, but Chen Xuan remained motionless.
"Devil and martial arts have been in conflict since ancient times! No demon cultivator has ever been able to form a perfect martial spirit by practicing martial arts! How did this little devil get into the Spirit Hall?
kill him!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
The statues of gods echoed one after another, and the echoes containing murderous intent spread far and wide in the Nuo Palace.
"Stop arguing."
At the end of the corridor, a figure with a majestic figure and a domineering posture appeared. For a moment, all the statues did not dare to say anything, as if they were in awe of this man.
When he saw the face of this burly figure, Chen Xuan's mind went blank as if a thunderbolt struck him.
