Emperor Fengyao saw Lu Chen's dull expression and couldn't help but ask, "Is it the speed of his promotion that scares you?"
"It's true, it took him two hundred years to awaken the fourth dragon vein, and I..."
Lu Chen licked his dry lips and said feebly, "Well, I have awakened the fourth dragon vein, and I am not yet twenty years old."
"oh?"
Emperor Feng Yao's eyes narrowed, and he showed confusion and disbelief, "You are only twenty years old... are you still so young?"
"Great Emperor, am I an old man in your eyes?"
Lu Chen was shocked.
"No, it's just that every time I see you, I always think of him."
Emperor Feng Yao's eyes were half closed, as if he felt an inexplicable loss.
"I look like him?"
Lu Chen asked.
"It doesn't look like it, not at all!"
Emperor Feng Yao shook his head and said, "Apart from him, you are the only descendant of Nine Dragons that I have seen. Therefore, sometimes I can easily confuse you with him."
Lu Chen suddenly realized, and then he remembered one thing. The residual thoughts are not the original body, and do not have the complete thought power of the original body.
Although Emperor Fengyao's remnants are very powerful, he is not the emperor himself, and sometimes he can be stupid and unclear about some things.
"Great Emperor, this junior is indeed less than twenty years old, and he has indeed awakened four dragon veins before he was twenty!"
Lu Chen explained carefully to prevent Emperor Fengyao from thinking he was a fool again.
"Then you are much faster than him!"
Emperor Feng Yao nodded, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"So, this junior is not the idiot the Emperor said he was!"
Lu Chen corrected.
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Emperor Feng Yao suddenly opened his eyes and asked suddenly, "How rich is the spiritual energy in the world now?"
"There are different levels of spiritual energy in the world. I wonder which spiritual energy the emperor is referring to?"
Lu Chen knew that Emperor Fengyao's remnants were lacking and did not have the ability to sense the rich spiritual energy, so he asked this question.
"Of course Zhongzhou!"
Emperor Fengyao said, "The place with the most spiritual energy in Yuanwu Continent is only Zhongzhou!"
"This junior is still cultivating in the Eastern Wasteland and has not been to Central Continent yet. I wonder what the aura of Central Continent is like?"
Lu Chen answered truthfully.
"In that case, let's talk about the aura of the Eastern Wasteland."
Emperor Feng Yao asked, "The spiritual energy of the world is eternal and unchanging, and it is always so small. How many times the highest spiritual energy in the Eastern Wasteland is that of the world?"
"One hundred thousand times!"
So far, Lu Chen only knew that the place with the most spiritual energy was the ancestral peak of the Xuantian Dao Sect, so he moved out the rich spiritual energy of the ancestral peak.
"so much!"
Emperor Feng Yao was surprised, "At the beginning, the highest spiritual energy in the Eastern Barren Territory was only 10,000 times more powerful than that of ordinary people. It was very difficult for warriors to practice, and they often stalled due to lack of spiritual energy."
"I didn't expect that after 100,000 years, there would be ten times more spiritual energy in the world. No wonder you awakened four dragon veins at such a young age, ten times faster than him."
"If he were in your time, his speed would not be slower or faster than you!"
"So, you're not a fool anymore."
After hearing what Emperor Fengyao said, Lu Chen finally felt much better. It didn't matter whether he was a genius or not. He couldn't be a fool either.
How could the descendant of Kowloon be an idiot? That is completely illogical.
"But you're not fast enough, you're still too slow!"
Emperor Fengyao's words suddenly changed, leaving Lu Chen confused again.
Still slow?
Whether it's the awakening of dragon veins or the improvement of realm, it's ten times faster than that of him!
This is called slow, so how can it be called fast?
Facing Emperor Fengyao's comments, Lu Chen was completely speechless.
"At your speed, it's actually not slow. It's just that at your speed, you won't be able to catch up with the disaster. By then, you won't be able to do anything, or you'll have to wait to die."
Emperor Fengyao said calmly.
"To what level do I need to reach this junior level before disaster strikes, so that I won't wait to die?"
Lu Chen asked.
"At least you should be crowned an emperor."
Emperor Fengyao said.
"Become emperor?"
Lu Chen frowned, feeling pressure rolling in.
After surviving the catastrophe, it will not be so easy to improve your realm!
As the saying goes, becoming a saint becomes more difficult every step of the way!
Many venerables remain in the same place throughout their lives, unable to become saints.
Just like his master, a domineering master with outstanding talents, has been practicing for thousands of years and has been stuck in the realm of venerables, unable to enter the realm of saints!
Recently, he helped his master refine a lot of Nine Patterns Venerable Pills, and he estimated that his master would be able to break through.
Of course, extremely talented martial arts geniuses are exceptions!
The further you go up to the saint realm, it becomes even more difficult.
As for becoming an emperor, you have basically reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but it is said that it is easier to ascend to heaven than to become emperor!
Disaster strikes, and it can happen in three to five years at the earliest, or in ten or eight years at the earliest. Time is really too little, how can he possibly reach the level of becoming an emperor?
"Whenever there is a crisis, the descendants of Kowloon come out to turn the tide. This is the mission of the descendants of Kowloon, and it is also your mission!"
Emperor Feng Yao ignored Lu Chen's troubled expression, but stretched out his jade hand, and a qi machine penetrated into the ground, and a violent vibration came from the cave.
A huge crack opened on the ground, and something flew up from the crack, floating in Emperor Fengyao's hand.
It was a group of dark red liquid, the size of a fist, emitting an extremely eerie energy, which was very strange.
"This is the source of Ningshen Water, and all the Ningshen Water here is produced from it."
Emperor Feng Yao looked at the liquid and said, "This water is not from the world of the world, but a rare treasure from the underworld. It is called soul blood!"
When Lu Chen heard about soul blood, he knew what it was.
The soul is bloodless and non-entity, it is just an illusion.
However, the soul has energy, but the soul is destroyed and the energy is dispersed.
Normally, soul energy cannot be preserved.
But soul blood is a strange number, it contains the energy of countless souls, and it is a rare treasure between heaven and earth!
Soul blood is born in the underworld and is also hidden in the underworld. It absorbs all the remaining energy of the soul and is the only foreign substance that can preserve soul energy!
It is said that the volume of soul blood is very small, about the size of a drop of water.