Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 59: Wang Chen's Death
"Wang Chen?"
Wang Chen was squatting and peeling the skin, and was stunned when he heard this.
Because Xiaoyao's voice sounded like crying.
Xiaoyao cried and said, "I just had a very long dream."
I dreamed of two golden figures fighting.
"From the sky to the ground."
"They kept hitting, and the mountains collapsed, and the ground fell. The golden flames were like the sea, and they burned the mountains."
"Finally, a golden man was defeated. He was stabbed down from the sky by a golden sword and nailed to the cliff."
When Xiaoyao said this, his face was full of horror, as if he saw the scene of the battle again.
"I flew over and saw the golden man nailed to the cliff, with messy hair and blood all over his face. For some reason, I felt very sad. Then I realized that the golden man..."
"yes……"
"yes……"
"Don't be afraid, talk slowly. It's normal for children to have nightmares." Wang Chen comforted.
"Could it be that Xiaoyao dreamed about his own life experience? The golden man, could it be that he is of immortal bloodline?" Wang Chen thought.
"It's you, Wang Chen!" Xiao Yao burst into tears, as if Wang Chen had died in front of him.
"What?" Wang Chen was shocked.
If he had not merged with the immortal blood, he would have just thought that what Xiaoyao said was a dream.
However, he was very clear that if he activated his True Immortal bloodline, his whole body would be covered in a layer of golden light.
It was exactly the golden figure in Xiaoyao’s dream.
"Is this really just a ridiculous dream?"
"If I were really killed."
"Who is the other golden figure? Is he another cultivator with True Immortal bloodline?"
Wang Chen's expression was uncertain.
"Qitian!"
"A terrible thought came into his mind."
"Young Master Qi Tian, the leader of the four true immortals."
"Because he was carrying the Dao Fruit, Qi Tian had been hostile to him since he was very weak, and sent out a terrifying master like Shui Yunyao to use secret techniques to extract his Dao Fruit."
"From that time on, he had already decided in his heart that he would have to fight Qi Tian one day."
"He didn't dare to underestimate Xiaoyao's dream, because although Xiaoyao's abilities were strange and bizarre, up to now no one had been able to sense her existence."
At this moment, Wang Chen felt a terrible sense of urgency.
"He is growing very fast. Even so, will Qi Tian still nail me to the cliff in the end?"
"If Xiaoyao's dream is a prophecy, then I must be strong enough to break through the prophecy and break through fate."
"Don't be afraid, dreams are the opposite. If you dream that I am alive, then I should be careful." Wang Chen's mind was full of thoughts, but he continued to comfort her.
"Really?" Xiaoyao was half-believing and half-doubting, but still choking up.
"Of course it's true."
By the way, when you were sleeping, I went to the ancient immortal ruins. There . You must like them. Wang Chen deliberately changed the subject.
"Really? Where is it?" Xiaoyao's attention was indeed diverted.
"What a pity, it was burned..." Looking at the dumbfounded face as if saying you actually played tricks on my little medicine, Wang Chen found that his ability to change the subject was really not that good.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll treat you to a big meal." He said quickly.
"How big is it?" Xiaoyao temporarily forgot about the ancient elixir.
"Any size you want ." Wang Chen was very straightforward.
Pop.
Suddenly, a sword-shaped sound transmission note exploded in his ears.
All disciples of Qiankun Sword Sect, return to the sect immediately to report.
"The Qiankun Sword Sect's sound transmission talisman?"
Although Wang Chen knew that the Jiang Yu's mask on his face could change the fluctuations of his aura, he did not expect that even the fluctuations of his spiritual consciousness would become exactly the same as Jiang Yu's, so that he could receive the Qiankun Sword Sect's sound transmission talisman.
Is the soul-locking device so mysterious?
He suddenly remembered the name that the strange spiritual consciousness in Jiang Yu's body had given to this mask.
"But this is an opportunity." Wang Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.
I was worried that the Qiankun Sword Technique in my hand was too superficial to further verify the Six Paths Sword. This was a perfect opportunity.
The Qiankun Sword Sect is one of the top 10 sects among the upper 33 sects, so there must be a peerless inheritance in the sect. Moreover, the Qiankun Sword Art can resonate with the blood of the True Immortals, which is obviously a technique passed down from the ancient immortal period.
Just the Eternal Emperor Sword and Sword Lotus that Jiang Yu learned as a disciple are already infinitely mysterious and powerful.
If one can further obtain the core inheritance of the Qiankun Sword Technique, it will definitely bring great benefits to the practice of the Six Paths Sword.
While Wang Chen was thinking, he did not stop working, and in a short time, he pulled off .
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Qianyi City.
It is a thousand miles away from Qiankun Sword Sect, but it is the nearest big city.
As a city under the jurisdiction of one of the ten major sword sects in the Northern Territory, the residents of Qianyi City are proud of it.
Here, disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect often go down the mountain to travel. There are even rumors that some independent cultivators are noticed by the Qiankun Sword Sect, brought into the sect, and then soar to great heights.
Therefore, independent cultivators, gang members, and even disciples from second- and third-rate sects from thousands of miles around often travel to Qianyi City with reverence.
Naturally, Qianyi City would not miss these opportunities for prosperous business. The entire city was expanded again and again, covering a vast area. If you look from a high vantage point, you can see numerous buildings in the city, most of which are dominated by black roofs and green walls, adding a sense of heaviness and mist, without losing the prosperity of the world.
Over time, Qianyi City became famous in the Northern Territory, and attracted many cultivators from all over the world, surpassing many large cities under the jurisdiction of the top ten sects.
After entering winter, today is a rare sunny day for the Northern Region, which is covered with heavy snow all day long. Therefore, there are many more cultivators and mortals coming and going in Qianyi City than in the past.
The famous restaurant Tingtao Pavilion in the city was packed with guests.
"Why are there more activities of Qiankun Sword Sect's disciples in recent days?"
In a corner of the dining room of Tingtao Pavilion, a middle-aged cultivator looked at the people coming and going, and recognized that many of them were disciples wearing Qiankun Sword Sect uniforms, and asked in confusion.
"Have you forgotten? In a few days, it will be the Qiankun Sword Sect's five-year disciple assessment. For a large sect like this, the assessment is quite strict. It is said that during the assessment, those who fail will be eliminated layer by layer. Maybe today they are inheritance disciples, and the next moment, they will become inner disciples or even outer disciples. It is very cruel."
Opposite him, a fat cultivator said with narrowed eyes.
"Another five years have passed? I had forgotten everything." The middle-aged cultivator smiled bitterly.
"I really envy the disciples of these big sects. People like me can only live an ordinary life."
“In my opinion, there is nothing to be envious of. Along the way to Nirvana, young geniuses are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river, but the danger is that they are fighting against the heavens, fighting against their lives, and fighting against heaven’s fortune. Today, you are still a dazzling genius admired by everyone, but tomorrow you will receive news of your death. It’s not unusual, it’s not unusual.” The fat cultivator sighed and shook his head, then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Yes, although we are mediocre, our foundation-building cultivation is enough to live a carefree life."
The two men clinked their glasses and then finished the rice wine in their hands.
“Emergency Supplement!”
"The remains of an immortal sect appeared in the restricted area. The cultivators under Master Tian and Master Ji fought fiercely, and a large number of geniuses died."
Suddenly, a young Qi Condensation cultivator with a beast-skin bag slung across his body walked into the cafeteria and shouted.
The noisy cafeteria suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop because of this explosive information.
“Give me one.”
“I want one too.”
Afterwards, the sounds of buying and selling jade slips instantly filled the entire dining room.
The middle-aged cultivator at this table also bought a jade slip. He immersed his spiritual consciousness in it and his expression changed several times.
