Chapter 761: Quasi-Heavenly Treasure
When the dust settles.
Chen Yuan was directly invited and lived in the ancestral altar.
Moreover, the entire Holy Ancestral City began to prepare for the canonization ceremony for Chen Yuan.
After all, in the past thousands of years, the Holy Ancestor City has been in a position of being bullied, and the main reason for this is because there is no Jindan True Monarch in charge.
Now that a giant has finally come out, it is natural to carry out a ceremony and raise his eyebrows.
In the North of the Underworld and Yunzhou.
Jin Dan is like a fairy.
Whether it is in various immortal cultivation clans, or in various sects.
True monarchs are all pivotal beings.
Any strong clan, Xianmen, if there is a true monarch and a strong person, will definitely advertise the world and entertain guests.
If the small clan produces the Jindan True Monarch, it will make the status of the entire race soar, and it will be on an equal footing with many big clans, and no one dares to underestimate it.
"When will I break through? ”
Li Qin looked at Chen Yuan with some jealousy.
Now the entire Holy Ancestor City, and even the entire Ancestors, are doing their best to hold a grand ceremony for Chen Yuan, and put the supreme power of the entire clan into his hands.
But Li Qin knew that this was what Chen Yuan deserved.
If it weren't for Chen Yuan, the barbarians would have invaded that day, and the Holy Ancestor City would probably have been leveled.
"One day, I will also become the true monarch of Jindan and protect my clan!"
Li Qin thought to himself.
Now.
The entire Holy Ancestral City was in a state of rejoicing.
There are many high-level leaders responsible for the holding of the ceremony, and Chen Yuan did not care.
He seemed very laid-back, wandering around the ancestral altar all day.
Several forbidden areas in the ancestral altar have been opened to the edge of the dust, and you can enter and exit at will, and look through the ancient secrets stored in them.
"Big brother, are you really from another interface continent? Will you go back? Can you still go back? Is it far from here?"
Zhuang Zhuang had been following Chen Yuan's side, extremely curious.
After knowing that Chen Yuan was from the ancestral land of the earth, there were countless questions he wanted to ask Chen Yuan.
"Big brother, you must have a lot of relatives waiting for you there, I think you will definitely go back to see them, don't worry, big brother, I will grow up soon and protect the Holy Ancestral City, so that when my brother is not there, I won't have to worry about it." ”
Zhuang Zhuang talked to himself, looking like an adult.
Chen Yuan looked at it and felt a little funny.
Then, he continued to bow his head and flip through the ancient books in his hand.
In these forbidden areas, the oldest secret strategies of the ancestors are stored, and the things recorded on them can only be viewed by the great elders of the past generations.
Finally, after reading countless ancient books, Chen Yuan finally found a record of blood imprisonment.
After reading the somewhat vague record, Chen Yuan's eyes were gloomy.
"Say what you say!"
What is said is not only the law, but also the way.
This is a real supernatural power.
At a glance, the bloodline talent of the Waste Clan, the power of the curse has lasted for thousands of generations, and it has never ended.
Such a terrifying supernatural power is not at all something that a Yuan Ying powerhouse can have.
Moreover, if it weren't for the great enmity of life and death, ordinary powers would not be willing to resort to such cruel means.
After all, this kind of supernatural effect is shocking, but it will inevitably have a terrifying backlash.
"Who is it that has such a grudge against the ancestors from Earth?"
Chen Yuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
You must know that if you use such supernatural powers that have caused thousands of generations of ancestors to suffer disasters, you will suffer from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, the path will be cut off, and the divine soul will fall into hell forever, and you will not be reincarnated.
Chen Yuan knew many kinds of curse secret techniques that could achieve such effects.
But neither of them can be done easily.
There are some secret techniques, and even need to sacrifice their own life force, and countless living beings are bloodstained.
"No matter who did it, the emperor of the Northern Underworld must know something. ”
Chen Yuan thought about it and decided to find a time to go to the Northern Underworld Imperial City and ask the South Gate family.
Subsequently.
Chen Yuan left here and went to another forbidden place.
In the ancestral altar, there are seven forbidden places.
Some of these forbidden places store some ancient records and secrets, some store elixirs, some practice exercises, and some worship the magic weapons of the ancestors.
The first ones are very important for race.
But the last one is somewhat underappreciated.
After all, most of the magic weapons of the ancestors have survived for tens of thousands of years.
Those magic weapons that can still be used have long been taken by the clansmen, and almost all of them that are still placed in the forbidden land are some magic weapons that can no longer be used, or do not know the efficacy.
And more of them are some magic weapons that have been damaged.
Chen Yuan stepped into the forbidden land, picked up some magic weapons and weapons, and found that the aura in them had long since dissipated, leaving only an empty shell, which was useless.
He stood in the middle of the forbidden area, looking at the dimly lit magic weapons.
Back then, most of these weapons were held in the hands of the true monarch, and the blood stations of various ethnic groups shook the world.
Now, it is quietly left here, and no one knows.
"Huh?"
At this time, Chen Yuan suddenly let out a soft sigh.
His gaze fell on a broken sword, which was made of wood as a whole, and at first glance, it looked like a peachwood sword.
And this broken wood sword was supposed to be six feet long, but now, like only a third of it is left.
On the top of the sword, there were patches of dried blood.
The reason why Chen Yuan felt the difference was because in that bloodstain, he felt an incomparably violent aura.
Although this breath is very weak, thousands of years later, the owner has been dead for I don't know how many years, but this breath is still there.
"Huh, this breath is familiar?"
Chen Yuan's eyes twitched slightly.
"Is it the breath of an alien powerhouse in the starry sky?!"
He suddenly thought of when he came to the Red War Continent through the teleportation array that day.
In the starry sky, Chen Yuan saw the corpses of countless alien races.
Among those alien races, there is no shortage of Yuanying-level powerhouses.
Obviously, this breath can still exist for thousands of years, at least it has to be the blood of the Yuanying Monk.
If this is the case, the owner of this peachwood sword must also be a strong man.
In the ancestral family, there are only two strong Yuanying people, Zixing and Chixuan, two heavenly monarchs.
"Boom!"
Chen Yuan stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword, and the Yuan Dan in his body began to work, injecting the True Yuan into it.
With the infusion of the true yuan, the peach wood broken sword continued to make a roaring sound.
Pieces of wood chips continued to fall from the sword body, blooming with brilliant brilliance.
On top of the wooden sword, there was actually a debut Dao Xia Rui Qi, like immortal immortal gold.
A terrifying wave rose from the sword body to the sky, as if it had collapsed for nine days and shattered mountains and rivers.
The horror of this fluctuation, even if it is faced by the strong people of Jindan, they must be changed.
Chen Yuan believed that if this Broken Wood Sword broke out with all its might, it would be enough to directly wipe out the Holy Ancestral City.
"Whew. ”
Chen Yuan withdrew Zhenyuan.
The roar gradually dissipated, the light converged, and the wooden sword returned to its dull appearance.
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