Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

Jiang Chen smiled honestly and kindly and said, "I know I can't hide anything from the teacher!"

Elder Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang who suppressed the forbidden area.

He couldn't help but trembled: "Is there more?"

"Buzz!"

A palm-sized bronze tripod was taken out. It was stained with rust and engraved with the traces of time. The ancient scenes imprinted on it included wild men from ancient times, auspicious signs such as dragons and phoenixes, and ferocious beasts such as 漼杌 and other ferocious beasts, which seemed to be all things. tripod.

"This is……!"

Elder Wang He, with a shaggy beard, stared at the bronze tripod. The ancient aura coming from it proved that this object was very ancient. At least it was much older than the Yin Dynasty. He couldn't help but think of something.

Elder Jiang was also breathing rapidly and stared at it, saying, "Could it be that this is the culprit for the downfall of the Yin Dynasty, something that attracts the covetousness of the supreme powers from the outside world?"

"Um!"

Jiang Chen nodded.

It's an admission.

Boom~!

This set off a strong storm in the hearts of several people. Obtaining the Great Phoenix Sutra was already an unexpected joy. As for the Zhenguo Sword, they almost fainted with excitement. Now that such a mysterious inheritance appeared, they were all dizzy. .

"not good!"

"This thing may not be a source of blessing!"

Elder Jiang calmed down while being excited. In the past, even the Yin Dynasty, which was as powerful as the Yin Dynasty, could not defend such a thing. Now that the saints of Donglin Sect are facing the situation of being reborn, how can they defend this thing?

"Now that we have it, we can naturally hold it!" Chu Xun said lightly, his words filled with confidence. No one knew that the bronze tripod had fallen into their hands. As long as they were given a period of time, there was no need to be afraid even of great powers from the outside world.

Jiang Chen showed a bright smile, offered it with both hands, and said: "Master, this is my disciple's filial piety to you!"

"Ding!"

"Please host choose!"

"One, accept the disciple's gift of filial piety and get an additional sacred weapon!"

"Two, refuse the disciple's gift and get ten times the reward!"

Incident: If you accept gifts from disciples and deprive them of this opportunity, your luck will drop to the deep purple level again.

Seeing this option, there is definitely no need to think about it. How can the mysterious inheritance of disciple's filial piety be worth more than a sacred weapon? He can still distinguish which is more important. Moreover, after accepting the gift, the disciple's luck will also depend on it. The loss was somewhat outweighed by the loss. In addition, he was still a kind and good master.

He couldn't help but shake his head and refuse.

Elder Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

Elder Wang who suppressed the forbidden area.

Xiao Rongyu, who had regained his consciousness, was trembling wildly. He could see how extraordinary such a thing was, but Elder Chu was unmoved.

"Master...!"

Jiang Chen was still about to speak.

Chu Xun shook his head and said: "Whatever belongs to you is yours. Even if this thing falls into my hands, it may not be useful. If you don't believe me, open it and take a look!"

"Boom~!"

Jiang Chen opened the lid on the bronze tripod, and as soon as a crack was revealed, a burst of divine energy surged up into the sky, and a huge stream of energy shot out, trying to penetrate the sky and attract strange phenomena.

Jiang Chen was even more shocked.

"Buzz buzz~!"

The bronze cauldron trembled and was about to fly away.

"Suppression!"

Chu Xun stretched out his palm and clasped it, his body's cultivation was also exploding.

The Six Realms of the Human Emperor.

The Seven Realms of the Human Emperor.

The Eight Realms of the Human Emperor.

When it reached the peak, it was suppressed by force to cover up the strange image of the bronze tripod.

"hiss!"

Jiang Chen took in a breath of cold air. He never thought that he would be so powerful just by opening a hole. At the same time, he was glad that it was under the nose of the teacher in the Donglin Sect. Otherwise, it would have been known to the whole world, and he couldn't help but feel confused. I'm confused, why didn't Ye Chen make any noise when he obtained the bronze tripod in the original trajectory?

"What a powerful wave!" Elder Wang exclaimed.

But gradually, he seemed to realize something, and he stared at Chu Xun with astonishment on his face, and exclaimed: "Elder Chu, what is your cultivation level?"

It's not just him.

The other people also looked.

All dull.

It looks like a wood carving.

"Human Emperor...Eight Realms?"

Xiao Rongyu, who was gradually suffering from the violent aura and was about to revive, was completely stunned. It was clear that Chu Xun was still in the fifth realm of the Human Emperor a few months ago. How long had it passed before he was in the eighth realm of the Human Emperor?

Um?

Um……?

Um? ? ?

Elder Wang, who was guarding the forbidden area, had a confused look on his face. He had practiced cultivation for three hundred years and was quite satisfied after finally entering the eighth realm of the Human Emperor in his wasted life. But looking at Chu Xun's cultivation, when had it been so easy to break through to the Human Emperor realm?

It seems that a year ago, Elder Chu just recovered and resolved the knot in his heart. However, how long has passed now, his cultivation level continues to soar. Will he become a saint next time we meet?

Facing the astonished looks of several people, Chu Xunfeng said lightly: "Some small fortune."

"oh!"

Several people were silent.

But suffered heavy blows.

Elder Wang He.

Elder Jiang.

These two people, who had spent half their lives in the Human Emperor Realm, felt that the critical attack was so great for the first time that they twisted their necks forcibly and refused to look at Chu Xun. This guy... was murderous and heart-wrenching!

"Buzz!"

at the same time.

Jiang Chen also carried a memory. As he slowly opened his eyes, he also showed complexity and said: "The teacher is right. This bronze tripod contains a inheritance. It is the legacy of an extinct ancient Taoism. It can be passed down. But there are also many shackles.”

One of them is not acceptable to the master.

Rebuilding the sect.

Choosing to inherit this inheritance means becoming its disciple, and he will not hesitate to restore his former glory. This alone can dispel the idea of ​​​​the master.

"oh!"

Elder Jiang showed relief. It turned out that this thing was the remnant of an ancient Taoist tradition. No wonder it attracted the covetousness of outside powers. This kind of inheritance is indeed worth snatching by the ancient forces.

"Do I want to inherit?" Jiang Chen asked.

"nature!"

…

…

The Holy Land in the east is turbulent.

The same goes for the outside world.

Eastern Region.

In a remote area, there is a sect that relies on snow-capped mountains. It is freezing cold all year round. Ordinary people cannot survive here. However, this place has also become a holy land for those who refine their bodies. Relying on the cold weather of the snow-capped mountains, they can temper their bodies without restraint. As long as you are tyrannical to a certain extent, you can still dominate the Eastern Region.

Although this power is called the 'Snow Mountain Palace', it is not as famous as the six holy places in the East Region, but it is still one of the few. The master of the Snow Mountain Palace is a person in the Eighth Realm of the Human Emperor.

At the moment, the master of the Snow Mountain Palace frowned. He was currently practicing and felt heart palpitations, as if a doomsday disaster was coming, which made him walk out of the hall in confusion.

Enter the eye.

Then he saw a young disciple wearing the robe of a disciple of the Donglin Sect, standing in the air, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes full of evil spirits, staring at the master of the Snow Mountain Palace and the disciples who were exercising, showing greed.

Keep swallowing.

Goulong.

Goulong.

"What a beautiful and strong cultivator!" This handsome disciple stared at the master of the Snow Mountain Palace with greedy eyes and said excitedly: "Such a strong blood, if it is swallowed, it will quickly restore the cultivation level. If there are many people in the Eastern Region, Just some physical training like this would be great!”

"Demons!" The master of Snow Mountain Palace's pupils shrank.

My mind suddenly trembled.

"Did you just know?"

"late!"

This handsome young man was filled with demonic aura. The master of the Snow Mountain Palace was powerless to resist the invasion, and the disciples who were still working hard to train their bodies all raised their heads in fear, feeling that their energy and blood were rapidly dissipating.

"Buzz...!"

There is a red phantom cauldron suspended in mid-air, devouring energy and blood crazily: "It's a pity, I don't know where my magic cauldron has gone, so I can only use the red cauldron phantom method."

However, looking at the rapidly gathering rich energy and blood, the handsome young man grinned with a strange smile and said: "This energy and blood is enough for me, the Green Bull Demon Lord, to reshape my body!"