Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Chen Xuan has a slender figure with divine brilliance inside.

Although it seems that there is no fluctuation, it always gives people a strange feeling.

When he was expelled from the Institute of Origin, although he was abolished by the broken spirit grinder.

But on the contrary, it was a blessing in disguise, which made him and the Sansheng reincarnation seal more perfect.

It can also make more use of the power of mobilizing the reincarnation seal of the three lives.

So at this moment, Chen Xuan's cultivation is no worse than before, even stronger.

Earlier, he asked Yuan Ruyi to bring him to the Immortal Relics.

Yuan Ruyi agreed.

After arriving at the Immortal Remains, Chen Xuan found an excuse to act alone.

Yuan Ruyi didn't care and let him go.

"Is the Golden Scale Clan ahead? It should be here."

Chen Xuan looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

Chen Xuan did his homework and investigated some situations.

His previous magic weapon, apart from the Heavenly Dao Staff, was the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book.

Even, the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book is more important than the Heavenly Dao Staff.

Not only does it contain more pure laws and Taoism, it is even so rich that it can enlighten all things.

The reason why the teacher of Emperor Xuanyi had such a reputation at the beginning was due to the contribution of the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book.

And later, he gave this divine book of ten thousand dharmas to one of his disciples.

That disciple is named Wang Zhenxuan.

According to the information collected by Chen Xuan, Wang Zhenxuan later clashed with others and was hunted down.

Finally, he hid in the land of immortal relics.

After some investigation, Chen Xuan found out.

Wang Zhenxuan seems to be related to the Land of the Immortal Relics, an immortal race called the Golden Scale Clan.

So Chen Xuan also came all the way and found the Golden Scale Clan.

He directly entered the clan land of the Golden Scale Clan.

However, it didn't take long before several figures descended in front of him.

"Who is coming?"

The few figures who came here looked no different from the human race.

It's just that there are golden scales on the ears of the face.

"I'm from the Palace of Three Lives, and I want to know about Wang Zhenxuan." Chen Xuan said calmly.

Although strictly speaking, he is not a member of the Three Lives Palace.

But he still knows about pulling the tiger's skin to pull the banner.

It is better to have a background than no background, and it will make some people scruples.

"What, are you looking for a holy master?"

These few members of the Jinlin tribe all had strange expressions on their faces.

"Saint Master?"

Hearing this word, Chen Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that the relationship between Wang Zhenxuan and the Jinlin Clan is not ordinary.

Perhaps it was because of their relationship with Taoist King Zhenxuan, these people did not dare to neglect Chen Xuan too much.

Soon, Chen Xuan was invited into the Golden Scale Clan.

An elder of the Jinlin clan appeared and received Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan didn't shy away either, and wanted to know more about Wang Zhenxuan.

The elder of the Jinlin clan also told Chen Xuan some things.

It turned out that their Golden Scale Clan was originally a weak ethnic force in the Immortal Relics Land.

Often bullied.

But later, Wang Zhenxuan came here unexpectedly,

And use the magic book to enlighten the Jinlin clan.

Let their cultivation talents of the Golden Scale Clan become stronger.

Although this can't make them the most prosperous force in the land of immortality.

But it is no longer the weak race that everyone can bully.

Therefore, the Jinlin clan respected Wang Zhenxuan very much and called him a holy master.

"I see."

After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Chen Xuan nodded slightly.

At this time, the elder of the Jinlin clan glanced at Chen Xuan, and then said.

"By the way, Master Shengshi also erected a wordless inscription."

"It is said that in the future, if someone comes to look for him, he can be brought to the monument."

"The old troublemaker took me there." Chen Xuan cupped his hands slightly.

Immediately, the Jinlin clan also brought Chen Xuan to the wordless inscription.

When Chen Xuan saw it, his expression moved slightly, and then he raised his hand to paste the inscription.

Immediately, the wordless inscription shone brightly.

A line of writing appeared on it.

"Disciple Wang Zhenxuan, I will never forget the name of my mentor, Emperor Xuanyi."

The glaring handwriting flickered.

Seeing this scene, the elder of the Jinlin clan couldn't help but lose his voice.

"Sure enough, Master Shengshi said that only his mentor, Emperor Xuanyi, can light up this stele."

"My Jinlin Clan, pay homage to Master Xuanyi!"

Including the elders of the Jinlin clan, all the living beings bowed to Chen Xuan with reverence and awe in their eyes.

Just Wang Zhenxuan has become their saint teacher.

The master of the holy master is so powerful.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's expression was calm, and he said calmly, "Where is he now?"

"this…"

The old Golden Scale Clan paused, and then said the same thing.

In order to improve his cultivation, Wang Zhenxuan went to the magic mist burial pit, wanting to get the remains and so on.

But in the end it didn't come out.

Chen Xuan was slightly silent when he heard the words.

Wang Zhenxuan may have already fallen.

However, Chen Xuan didn't have any mood swings, after all, he had nothing to do with Wang Zhenxuan in this life.

I just want to find the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book.

"Then can you take me to the magic mist burial pit?" Chen Xuan said.

The elder of the Jinlin clan paused, but soon, he also said: "Since it is the emperor's request, then naturally."

Although Chen Xuan didn't look like a big shot, it was a fact that the wordless inscription was touched.

Therefore, they had no doubts and respected Chen Xuan.

Afterwards, the elders of the Jinlin clan also arranged for a group of people to leave with Chen Xuan.

Before setting off, Chen Xuan seemed to have thought of something.

Looking at the wordless inscription, his divine sense suddenly moved and left a message on the wordless inscription.

Then he said to the old Jinlin clan: "Trouble senior, if someone comes to me in the future, please lead him to this wordless inscription."

Although the elder of the Jinlin clan was puzzled, he nodded slightly without asking any further questions.

After that, Chen Xuancai left with the Jinlin tribe.

The Demon Mist Burial Pit is tens of thousands of miles away from the land of the Golden Scale Clan.

But at the speed of Chen Xuan and others, it wouldn't be too slow.

After a while, they finally arrived at the Magic Mist Burial Pit.

Looking around, black smoke billowed ahead and dense fog filled the air.

A huge deep pit, like the entrance to hell, lay across the continent in front of it.

There are all kinds of weird breaths circulating and exuding, which is heart-wrenching.

"Walk."

Chen Xuan didn't have any hesitation.

He has the protection of the three-life reincarnation seal, and he is not afraid of many strange things.

In contrast, finding the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Book is the most important thing.

And the surrounding creatures of the Golden Scale Clan could only bite the bullet and follow them in.

Not long after Chen Xuan and the others entered the magic mist burial pit.

A Xuanguang roc spread its wings and arrived.

Sitting cross-legged on it was a figure in white.

It was Jun Xiaoyao and Peng Feiyang.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the entrance of the magic mist burial pit below, and sent out his spiritual sense to investigate.

Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something, and he let out a little snort, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Seeing this, Peng Feiyang asked.

"It's nothing, just met an acquaintance."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled indifferently, with a playful look in his eyes.

What a coincidence.

He hasn't taken the initiative to look for it yet, but the leeks have to take the initiative to bring them up.

Then he can only laugh at it.