The flying boat restarted, passing over the Origin Mountains at extremely fast speeds, and sank into the depths of the vastness.
Xiao Yuan seemed to be deeply shocked, hiding in the room without any movement.
Chen Ling had no choice but to sit cross-legged in the hall and meditate on the experience of contemplating the Origin Mountains.
As Xiao Yuan said, his will has indeed changed.
The will of the King of Martial is the initial contact with the heaven and the earth and arouses the power of the heaven and the earth.
As for Emperor Wu, he further integrated into the world and could control a small part of the power of heaven and earth.
In that enlightenment, his will stepped from King Wu to King Wu.
Chen Ling, who understood this, was surprised and happy.
The stronger the will, the greater the benefit to the warrior as the level is higher.
With the addition of will, the general trend of heaven and earth will be covered in one thought, and the power will be greatly improved.
Those terrifying powerful men can kill many warriors with just one thought.
This is the magical effect of strong will.
Deterrence, oppression, and even invisible killing.
However, for Chen Ling, the most obvious benefit at present is that, facing the powerful Emperor Wu, his will is indestructible and will not be greatly shaken.
What horrified him was the mystery of the Origin Mountains.
Look with your heart and soul, the entire Origin Mountain Range is like a living thing, possessing majestic vitality and terrifying will, just like the ocean.
origin……
"Is this origin mountain range really the starting point of Dongzhou Continent? Otherwise, how could there be such a strange phenomenon?"
Deep waves appeared in Chen Ling's eyes.
In any case, that moment of insight benefited him a lot, and it could almost be said to be an epiphany.
As the flying boat continued to fly, Chen Ling gradually calmed down and realized the mystery of the transformation of will.
Three hours later.
The flying boat suddenly stopped.
In three hours, at the speed of the flying boat, it was enough to cross a quarter of the Purple Star Empire's territory.
Chen Ling could already predict how vast the origin mountain range was.
The black market headquarters must not be located in the extreme depths, so it can be seen that it took three hours to travel back and forth to reach the destination.
Xiao Yuan pushed the door open and walked out. Her mood seemed to be restored to its original state. She glanced at Chen Ling lightly and said, "Let's go, we're already here."
Pushing open the door of the flying boat, the two of them stood in the sky above the mountains.
In front of you is a basin area surrounded by vast mountains, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with towering ancient trees covering the center.
In the basin area, palaces rise and fall, and the area is even larger and towering than a city.
A transparent mask completely covers this area.
"Black Market Headquarters."
Chen Ling raised his eyes and looked into the distance. There were vast mountains in all directions. He could not see the end or the beginning. It was so vast that one even felt lost.
"The mysterious mountain range of origin." Chen Ling murmured secretly.
While the two were looking at each other, a stream of light rushed out from a palace below, broke through the light barrier, and came to the two of them.
"Master Liang." Seeing the person coming, Xiao Yuan quickly said respectfully.
The visitor was suddenly Liang Wen, the powerful Martial Emperor who had been at the entrance to Quelongyuan.
"Master Liang." Chen Ling recognized him and hurriedly saluted.
Liang Wen focused his eyes on Chen Ling. After a few breaths, he said with a rich smile on his face: "Boy, to be able to reach this point is far beyond my expectation."
"Dongzhou, it's not like there have never been nine turns, but that was all a long time ago."
"Ninth rank, no trial required. You are one of the Black Iron Sons. Come in with me."
After Liang Wen finished speaking, he turned around and waved his sleeves. The mask cracked and he fell down like lightning.
"Although you are not weak, try not to be too strong." Xiao Yuan walked up to Chen Ling and whispered.
"Don't be brave..."
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw Xiao Yuan flying down.
"I didn't expect you to care about people, haha." Chen Ling couldn't help but smile.
Entering the light shield, the air suddenly became fresh, filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, without the vastness and insignificance of being in the mountains.
Palaces are built one after another, rising from the ground, and are extremely magnificent.
This area seems to have been excavated deeply. Among the palaces, there are also hills and mountains, and the mountains and palaces complement each other.
After coming down, Xiao Yuan said goodbye and left.
Only Liang Wen was left to lead Chen Ling deeper into the area.
"Chen Ling, the Son of Black Iron corresponds to the King of Martial in the black market. There are also Sons of Bronze and Sons of Silver. In the black market, this status is the highest. You don't need to participate in any chores. You only need to concentrate on training."
Liang Wen walked and talked while Chen Ling listened attentively. He still knew too little about the black market.
"Only by obtaining the status of Son of Silver can you be qualified to enter Wuzhou, the holy land of Shenwu Continent, where the black market will open up a wider world for you."
"And in Wuzhou, there are many ninth ranks." At this point, Liang Wen turned around and took a deep look at Chen Ling.
"Master Liang, I understand. Even if you are in the ninth rank, you will not slack off at all in your cultivation." Chen Ling said in a deep voice.
Liang Wen burst into laughter: "It's good if you have this intention, but everything still depends on strength."
"I'm very optimistic about you, I hope you won't disappoint me."
A glint flashed in Chen Ling's eyes.
I wonder what Mr. Liang’s identity is in the black market?
As if he had guessed what Chen Ling was thinking, Liang Wen followed up and said: "Wuzhou is the center of the Shenwu Continent. It is also the residence of all major superpowers and ancient tribes, and the headquarters of the black market is naturally also there. In other states and major regions
, all have black market branches.”
"And the black market is actually just a superficial derivative of a power."
"What?"
Chen Ling was shocked.
The black market is just a superficial derivative of a power?
He is not stupid, he understands what this means.
"You don't need to know what force is behind the black market for now, but in Wuzhou, our Dongzhou black market also has a name, called Dongshengsheng Temple."
"I am a boy who works for the master of the East Temple."
Gudong!
Chen Ling swallowed and spit.
These words almost unveiled half of the most mysterious aspects of the black market in front of him.
East Temple... So what is the name of the black market in Wuzhou?
And Liang Wen's identity was something he didn't expect at all.
The boy next to the palace master...
He looked at Liang Wen's back, his face changing.
A servant, to put it bluntly, is a servant, but it depends on who the servant is.
No wonder, when he was in Quelongyuan, the seventy-two Martial Kings were all extremely respectful to him.
This is simply like the status of the messenger beside the emperor.
In front of the palace master, he is just a servant. But outside, he is extremely noble.
"Here, except for the guarded area in the deepest part, you can come and go at will. I will take you to meet the other two Sons of Black Iron first, and you can communicate. In three days, as Sons of Black Iron, the three of you will
There is a small chance."
"Master Liang, may I ask what the opportunity is?" Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and temporarily put the other two sons of Black Iron aside.
"This, if you have enough strength, you can break through several realms in a row." Liang Wen chuckled, but he stopped at that.
Chen Ling's expression was shocked, but he was thoughtful and stopped asking questions. (To be continued)