[Chapter 1658 is on the number]
“By the way, master, I also inquired about one thing.” Yueyue said in a more dignified tone.
“Oh, what’s the matter?” Song Yan asked.
“Master, have you heard of the Heavenly Creation Monument?”
Hearing this, Song Yan immediately understood that what Yueyue had inquired about was about the Heavenly Creation Monument, but he didn’t break it, and listened to Yueyue’s explanation, which was basically the same as Liu Long’s explanation.
It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, and there is naturally a lot of lingering between Song Yan and Yueyue.
The next morning, she left in a hurry and rushed to the Gorefiends.
The Gorefiends are ranked fifth among the top ten races. There are at least hundreds of gods in the clan. Even if Yueyue’s strength is comparable to the gods, it is still dangerous. Fortunately, she suppresses the Gorefiends in her bloodline. Escape is still possible.
A few days passed by in a flash.
More and more geniuses from other clans arrived in the imperial capital, and at the same time, the name “Chu Fan” gradually spread in the imperial capital.
But because he killed Lu Yun, and he was from the Tianyang Region, he was not recognized by the Tianjiao in the Central Region, but was hostile to them. Many Tianjiao were clamoring for revenge for Lu Yun.
However, he has been living in a secluded place for the past few days, and the place where he lives is the territory of the dragon people, so no one comes to ask for trouble.
On this day, Liu Long arrived in a hurry: “Boss, I have inquired about a piece of news that at noon tomorrow, Tianjiao Baihan of the Celestial Clan will play against Ji Feng, who ranks fifth on the Human Race’s Young Dragon List, at Dilongtai. I wonder if you are interested. To watch the battle?”
The Heavenly Spirit Race ranks sixth among the top ten races. This race is very special, because all the people of this race are born from a kind of Heavenly Spirit Stone.
The population of this race is not large, only tens of millions.
But their individual strength is very strong.
Because the newly born Tianling family has the strength comparable to Yuandan warriors.
What’s even more incredible is that even if the people of the Heavenly Spirit Race don’t practice cultivation, they will have the strength comparable to the Sun God when they reach adulthood.
It is because of this that the Heavenly Spirit Race has a population of tens of millions, ranking sixth among the top ten races.
As for Ji Feng, who ranked fifth in the Young Dragons List, he came from the Ji family of a large family in the Central Region. The Ji family has a deep heritage. The current Central Empire was able to overthrow the previous dynasty, and the Ji family contributed greatly.
The head of the Ji family, Ji Bo, is one of the prime ministers of the Central Empire.
A total of six prime ministers were established in the central empire, two prime ministers and four vice prime ministers. Among them, the prime ministers were divided into left and right prime ministers. Although they were all prime prime ministers, the left prime minister had a slightly higher status.
Ji Bo was the left minister.
In addition, the Ji family had one second-rank official, five third-rank officials, and dozens of fifth-rank officials in the empire.
Therefore, the Ji family is known as the first family of the Central Empire.
Among the younger generation, Ji Feng is not the best, because Ji Bing, who is his peer, ranks second in the young dragon list. At the same time, Ji Bing’s father, before quitting the young dragon list, once occupied the young dragon list. Number one for ten years.
In the past few days, Song Yan has entered the temple from time to time to comprehend the “Thunder Prison Celestial Phenomena”, and in a thousand times the time, he has gained a lot, and faintly, his strength has increased by another level, and there is a tendency to break the peak of the late immortal.
He guessed that once his strength reached the level of Earth Immortal, he would become an absolute peak in this world, unmatched.
“Yes!” Song Yan nodded to Liu Long.
“Okay, I’ll arrange it now.” Liu Long hurriedly left again. This guy is a restless guy. These days, Song Yan has been living in a secluded place, but the other party has visited several large brothels one after another, and a lot of romantic reputations have spread .
“Brother, Xueer has something to tell you.”
After half an hour, Chuxue, who returned from shopping with Wei Le, Wang Ying, Hua Nu and others, looked at Song Yan anxiously.
“What’s the matter?” Song Yan asked seriously.
Chu Xue whispered: “On my way back, the key on my body suddenly became hot again!”
“Is it still hot?” Song Yan asked.
“It’s gone now.” Chuxue shook her head: “The key was hot because when we passed an inn, we left the inn for a while, and the key returned to normal.”
The key is hot, it must have encountered another key.
I just don’t know which family of Zheng Zhouchen has the key. He is not enthusiastic about Song Yan, the treasure of Emperor Ming, but since he has encountered it, he will definitely seize the key.
After all, Chuxue is the descendant of Emperor Ming, and she is more qualified than anyone else to obtain the treasure of Emperor Ming. In fact, the most important thing is the remnant souls that Emperor Ming hid in the other three keys. If Chu Xue absorbs all those remnants, her strength will still be increased. Great improvement.
“Come on, let’s go to your inn to see!”
“Okay!”
Soon, Song Yan and Chuxue appeared near the inn, and Chuxue told him in a low voice that the key on her body started to get hot again.
“Let’s go in!”
Song Yan dragged Chu Xue to the inn. The inn was not large, and it was very ordinary in the imperial capital.
“How is it now?” Song Yan asked after entering the inn.
Chu Xue looked up at a guest room on the second floor.
“Are the two guest officers staying at the hotel?”
The shop assistant came up.
“Is there anyone living in that room?” Song Yan asked, pointing to a room next to the room Chuxue was looking at.
“No!” the shop boy replied.
“We want that room!” Song Yan said, Song Yan threw the identity token to the second shopkeeper, because it was an official identity token, so the shopkeeper did not make things difficult for him, and the check-in procedure was quickly completed.
“let’s go!”
Song Yan pulled Chu Xue into the room, and then he turned on the power of perspective to look at the room next door.
There are two people in the room.
There was an old man in black robe sitting cross-legged on the bed, and there was a pale and bloodless boy curled up in a corner of the room.
The black-robed old man is very strong, reaching the level of a ninth-level warrior, but the young man’s strength is not enough to see, it is only in the early stage of gathering the talisman, but a dark blue jade pendant is hanging around his neck.
In this way, this young man is the descendant of the Zheng family in the family of Zheng Zhou and Chen San.
Moreover, depending on the situation, the black-robed old man and the young man are not related. It is very likely that the black-robed old man is someone who wants to find the treasure of the Ming Emperor. As for the Zheng family, most of them have already been killed.
This teenager is probably the only survivor of the Zheng family.
Hua Nu said that the four personal guards of Emperor Ming had escaped after leaving the imperial capital, so the Hua family did not know the whereabouts of the three families.
Since the key is on the boy, there is nothing to hesitate, just grab it.
As soon as his mind moved, Song Yan had a few more array plates in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the array plates disappeared into the void, forming a formation.
As soon as the formation was completed, the black-robed old man who was sitting cross-legged on the bed next door suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the teenager curled up in the corner of the room, ready to escape.
“Bang!”
The figure flashed, and the black-robed old man was knocked into the air. At the same time, the young man also fell into Song Yan’s hands.
“What is your name?”
Song Yan asked the boy.
“Zheng Yucheng!” The boy hesitated.
The number was right, and as expected, this young man was from the Zheng family.
