Xiao Chen smiled faintly and told Shu Bo simple things after he fell asleep, without exaggerating or deliberately concealing them. Except for some secret matters that are inconvenient to explain, it is also considered complete. {Book friends uploaded and updated} Even though he tried to put it lightly, this time it took nearly an hour to speak.

Shu Bo sometimes frowned and nervous, sometimes angry and helpless, sometimes excited and sometimes excited. After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he still couldn't believe it after a long time. In just a short time, Xiao Chen had already reached this point today.

Overwhelm the world with the greatest strength!

The Great Yan enthroned the King of Eastern Yan!

Take the territory of a country as its fief!

Such cultivation and such status are still the supreme peak existence even in the Great Thousand Realms!

For a moment, Shu Bo was excited and burst into tears. "Old Palace Master, have you seen it? Your disciple has now achieved something far beyond yours! My Zuomei Temple will surely flourish. Those who harmed you back then will pay a thousand times the price. If you know, you can rest in peace!"

Xiao Chen hesitated a little in his heart and never said much. He had already seen the inappropriate identity of Taoist Zuomei from the origin of the blessing of Zuomei's Taoist temple, but he did not express his doubts in front of Shu Bo.

After a long time, Shu Bo controlled his excitement. He had a smile on his face, but there was an unconcealable fatigue in his eyes. After just awakening, he was obviously exhausted in his heart in his joy.

Xiao Chen said: "Brother Shu, you just woke up. The mood swings should not be too big. You should take more rest."

Shu Bo nodded and said, "The old slave is really not energetic and can't talk much with the young palace master anymore. Besides, the fragments of the ancient fairyland are about to open, so the young palace master should leave earlier to avoid delaying the main business. But there is only one thing that the young palace master wants to agree. The old slave has woken up now and there is no danger anymore. It's just that his power is greatly damaged and it takes a long time to recover. Ganoderma lucidum has been in the temple for too long, and he is alone. Please take her to leave the temple and return to the outside world. **--*"

Xiao Chen was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, since that's the case, Xiao Chen will no longer disturb Shu Bo's rest. When the matter of the ancient fairyland comes to an end, I will come to see you again." Yu Luo bowed his hand and turned around and put his arms around Ganoderma lucidum, letting her delicate body lean against him, and took a step back, and his figure disappeared directly.

Shubo watched him leave, and his eyes slowly calmed down, his eyes closed, and he began to fall asleep.

Xiao Chen left Shu Bo's place, but did not return directly to the outside world. His figure appeared again and was already at the place where the flower was buried. Now, a wisp of his soul has been left in the burial of flowers. If he dies in the burial of flowers, as long as the turbulent spirit is not destroyed, he can reborn with the help of this wisp of soul.

His eyes swept over here without realizing anything wrong. He took a step forward and his figure had appeared at the sleeping place of the Thunder Dragon. Its body, which was crept on the ground with a large scale of thousands of miles. Its scales were red with wings on its back. A faint white flame lingered around its body. A trace of red lightning power flashed over the huge scales from time to time. The scales now appeared a faint golden color, naturally with mysterious textures, scattered with the aura of supreme honor. Under the scorching scorching and thunder bombardment, the ground was charred and the air was filled with a dry breath.

An invisible force enveloped it, offsetting all the power radiated from the Thunder Dragon's body. If it weren't for this, with its current aura fluctuations, the power released would probably have destroyed the temple!

Since the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor, the Thunder Dragon has fallen into a long sleep. Over time, it has far exceeded Xiao Chen's expectations. Moreover, during this sleep, its breath is constantly increasing, and now it has reached the level of creation!

Just sleeping can continuously increase one's own strength. Obviously, the Thunder Dragon has entered some kind of opportunity. Now it seems that it will wake up from its sleep.

Xiao Chen thought a little, and the light of his hand flashed slightly. Dozens of huge corpses appeared directly around, including the corpses of the Manglong and the ancient Ten-Eyed Snake. The wounds on the corpses had condensed and no longer continued to bleed, but the blood stains on the surface still emitted a faint smell of blood. For the Thunder Dragon, these corpses contained extremely powerful power. If they could be swallowed, they would inevitably surge.

After doing this, he took the Ganoderma lucidum and took a step forward, leaving the Zuomei Dojo.

Xiao Chen did not notice that, shortly after he left, a trace of blood-colored power was stripped out from the huge corpses left on the ground and gathered out towards the sleeping thunder dragon. This blood-colored power was the powerful force hidden between their flesh and blood. With the passage of these powers, the corpse of the wild beast that was preserved without any decay was preserved. Now the scales suddenly became dim and were constantly shriveling and shrinking at a slow speed.

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In the military tent, Xiao Chen's figure appeared directly. He pondered for a moment and did not leave immediately. Instead, he ordered people to find two female cultivators and carefully take Ganoderma lucidum to rest.

Although the generals in the army were surprised by the disappearance of Quan Shuai's strange disappearance, they had no intention of asking questions. After all, Quan Shuai suddenly appeared before Xiao Chen left. Now that he has a message again, it is natural that he has reason.

There are many secrets hidden in the prince, but they will never ask any questions about what they shouldn't have known.

Xiao Chen summoned the generals again and ordered Quan not to arrange the same in the army as before. All things were discussed and handled by Renzu, Zhao Liangdong and Fan Lin. If there was anything that could not be decided, he or Quan would wait until he or Quan came back before dealing with it.

"During this period, strong people in Rong have gathered together. Don't enter the Rong country for the time being. Just stay in the wild star field with peace of mind. It's not too late to make arrangements after I return from the ancient fairyland."

"Yes, Prince!"

After arranging military affairs, Xiao Chen did not stay for a long time and met Queen Xiaoyue. The two left directly and returned to Rong.

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Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, whether it was the Da Yan, Da Zhao, the nearest to Rong Kingdom, or the farther Da Chu, Da Qin, and the eight empires in the Great Thousand Realms, they each sent many powerful people into Rong Kingdom in a short period of time at their own expense.

For a time, there were many strong people in the Rong Kingdom. The fragments of the ancient fairyland had not yet arrived, but there had been many battles, including many founding kings and even the strong people at the peak of the Creation World, making the already tense atmosphere more tense.

The monks of the eight empires were afraid of each other, and even in close countries that depended on each other, they now had a little more fear and guard against each other. After all, what they were fighting for this time was the supreme existence that could suppress the country's destiny and enhance the national power! Any party could get it, and the power of their own country could increase considerably.

Of course, among the large number of monks, there are only a few monks who go straight to the treasures of national weapons. Most of them only seek opportunities left over from the fragments of the ancient fairyland. Powerful treasures, heaven-defying techniques, rare treasures of the heavens and earth... If any one can gain something, their power can be greatly improved. This is the main reason why the strong men from all over the country come to Rong Kingdom and enter the fragments of the ancient fairyland regardless of the crisis.

But all the monks who dare to target their national treasures are truly the peak powerhouses among all countries! Only they are qualified to compete for national weapons!

The owner of the hotel has fled and has been occupied by monks from all walks of life. As time goes by, the aura of the ancient fairyland is getting heavier and heavier. No one has taken action at will. Instead, he accumulates the heat in his heart, trying to keep himself at his peak and wait for its true arrival.

In a corner of the hall, Xiao Chen and King Xiao Yue sat quietly. They were extremely silent and just brewed a pot of tea and drank quietly. However, no one dared to show any hostility to them. Because all the monks who did this before have died!

Suddenly, Xiao Chen's body stiffened, he rose and slowly raised his head and looked at it, his eyes seemed to penetrate all obstacles, and he said lightly: "It's finally here!"

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Chapter completed!