Lu Chen's eyebrows furrowed and his face became a little solemn.
He remembered that at Jiufeng Mountain, someone was eavesdropping on his conversation with Emperor Fengyao.
After Emperor Fengyao noticed it, he deliberately said that his body was in the Blood Mist Shura Field to deceive the eavesdroppers.
Now that he heard about the Blood Mist Shura Field from Zuo Xue, Lu Chen naturally became interested.
"The Blood Mist Shura Field is the true king's graveyard. One day you will become a true king, so don't go there."
Seeing Lu Chen's expression, Zuo Xue guessed that Lu Chen knew about this place, so he advised him like this.
"Disciples have also heard of the Blood Mist Shura Field, but I don't know that it is the True King's cemetery. Why doesn't the True King want to go there?"
Lu Chen asked puzzledly.
"It's very simple, because it's very dangerous inside. Anyone below the true king will die if he enters, and entry is prohibited."
"Even if the True King is gone, he will easily perish, so the Blood Mist Shura Field is also called the True King Cemetery!"
Zuo Xue paused, but then said, "However, after I become a true king, I must go to the Blood Mist Shura Field!"
"Isn't Dean Zuo afraid of death?"
Lu Chen asked again.
"Afraid, why not afraid?
This dean is also a normal person, he is still young, and he also wants to live tens of thousands more years."
Zuo Xue laughed and actually said, "It's just that there is a treasure from Tianhuang Academy left in the Blood Mist Shura Field, and the current dean has the responsibility to go in and get it back!"
“The Academy’s greatest treasure?
What good will it do to the academy to take it back?"
Lu Chen continued to ask.
"It can restore the former glory of Tianhuang Academy!"
Zuo Xue said decisively.
"Then I congratulate the dean on becoming a true king as soon as possible, getting back the treasure, and reviving the academy!"
Lu Chen said.
"It's still early to become a true king. Without a thousand or hundreds of years, I, the dean, will not be able to become a true king."
Zuo Xue sighed and said this.
Zuo Xue is a veteran jade bone saint. He has been stuck in the saint realm for many years and has no signs of breaking through the shackles.
He is far away from becoming a true king, and he doesn’t know what happens in the year of the monkey, the horse and the month.
Perhaps, the martial arts achievements in this life will stop at the Jade Bone Saint, and there will be no chance of becoming a true king!
"Maybe the dean will encounter a great opportunity and become a true king in an instant."
When Lu Chen saw Zuo Xue crying like this, he comforted him casually.
"That's for the future, take your time, don't rush!"
Zuo Xue suddenly changed his topic and got involved in another matter, "The most important thing at the moment is the upcoming Venerable Competition in Cang Prince's Mansion. As a force in Cang Prince's Mansion area, our Tianhuang Academy must have disciples to participate!
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"There are so many venerables here in Zhongzhou, and saints are walking all over the streets. Why are they holding a venerable competition?"
Lu Chen was puzzled, "Even if it is to be held, it will be a true king competition. At least it is a saint competition. The venerable competition is meaningless."
"Of course it is meaningful. Prince Cang's Mansion will not do anything that is meaningless, and the forces in the region are too lazy to participate."
"First of all, Prince Cang's Mansion pays close attention to its own territory. It needs to examine the disciple potential of various small and medium-sized forces in the territory in order to position each force."
"Secondly, any competition held by Prince Cang's Palace will have generous rewards. This is also a kind of feedback from Prince Cang's Palace to the dependent forces."
"The various forces that rely on Cang Prince's Mansion, if they want to obtain more resources from Cang Prince's Mansion, they have to strive for the top in the competition. How much you can get depends on your strength!"
"Don't underestimate the rewards of the competition. Any prize is a huge resource for our small forces!"
"There is nothing we can do about it. In the territory of Prince Cang's Palace, all the resources in this area are under the control of Prince Cang's Palace. Our small force must rely on Prince Cang's Palace to survive."
Zuo Xue explained to Lu Chen.
Lu Chen just nodded and said nothing. He didn't know what to say.
After going through many things, I entered Tianhuang Academy, still attached to the banner of Prince Cang’s Mansion, or under someone else’s roof.
Fortunately, Lu Chen can refine elixirs by himself, so he doesn't have to rely on resources from Tianhuang Academy, let alone compete for rewards from Prince Cang's Mansion.
Otherwise, it would be an existence that depends on others, and there would be no self-esteem whatsoever.
"During this period, you haven't arrived at Tianhuang Academy for a long time, so I was worried that you wouldn't be able to make it in time."
Zuo Xue added, "Fortunately, you came today, and I feel relieved. Please prepare yourself and follow me to the Cang Prince's Mansion to compete in the competition in a few days!"
"Am I participating?"
Lu Chen asked.
"You compete!"
Zuo Xuedao.
"I'll forget it. My level is too low. How about I find some masters in the legion?"
Lu Chen smiled and refused.
Are you kidding me? He already has the power to kill the saint. Even the average bone-grained saint can't bear it when he uses the fifth sword to kill the sky!
Even if he doesn't use his sword, he can defeat the strong wind-bone saint just by using his heaven-shaking hand!
A weaker Feng Gu Saint might not be able to withstand being caught by the hand of Qi Tian.
As for someone below a saint, how could it be his hands and feet?
His abnormal combat power has reached the level of a saint. What is the point of participating in the Venerable Competition?
He doesn’t want to abuse food!
You don’t want any rewards from Prince Cang’s Mansion, so why waste your time competing in some bullshit venerable competition?
If you really want to fight, just call Shangguan Jin and the others.
Shangguan Jin's dozen or so core brothers can all fight at higher levels, and several of them can even compete with the Wind Bone Sage. Isn't it just a casual slap against a venerable?
"No, the golden-bodied lords of your legion cannot go to battle. They are the spirit race. It is okay to represent the spirit race, but they cannot represent the human race!"
Zuo Xue shook his head quickly, thinking that Lu Chen was talking about those women from the Spiritual Tribe.
After arriving at Tianhuang Academy, all the Spirit Tribe people stopped taking Hidden Qi Pills. The spirit Tribe aura was revealed, and Zuo Xue knew who was inside.
However, Zuo Xue doesn't know Lingwa's identity yet. Lingwa has not yet returned to the saint realm, so there is nothing outstanding about her.
Moreover, Lingwa was always following Lu Chen, and Zuo Xue thought that Lingwa was having an affair with Lu Chen.
"It's not them, I'm referring to the strongest people in the legion. Although they are just Lord Qingtian, there is no problem in beating Lord Golden Body."
Lu Chen explained.
"If they have strong fighting ability, I can also let them participate. Anyway, each force has three places!"
Zuo Xue smiled awkwardly and said, "We don't have many disciples in the academy, so I'll give you all the three places."
Zuo Xue is of course embarrassed. There are not many disciples, but there are none at all!
If it weren't for people like Lu Chen and the Fanatic Legion, Tianhuang Academy would be in trouble again in this Venerable Competition.
That’s right, that’s right!
Because Tianhuang Academy has few resources and a poor reputation, it has not received any disciples for several years!
At first, Zuo Xue picked up a super big leak when he received it from Lu Chen. He was so excited that he couldn't practice for several days.
"Then I'll let Shangguan Jin, Ru Hua and Fei Long go."
Lu Chen made such arrangements for the three places without even thinking about it.