On the second day after Long Chen's return, he chose to go into seclusion.
Compared to the last time they came to Shang Hai City, everyone's mood was very depressed this time.
Long Chen had a total of 23 storage rings, each containing a part of the emperor's body.
Inside the secret room.
Long Chen looked at the 23 pieces of flesh on the ground. The big ones were the size of two palms, while the small ones were the size of a finger.
His heart was filled with anxiety, and he was actually unable to devour the Sovereign Master's Essence within it.
Long Chen was silent for a long time, but before he could speak, the emperor's remnant soul said, "What are you waiting for? Now that the North Foot Realm is in such a state, why don't you quickly increase your strength? What are you hesitating for? "
"The chaos in the North Foot Realm is happening everywhere in the Ancient Sacred Divine World. The Inextinguishable Dao Law's power is constantly weakening. You must quickly reach the realm of a Realm Lord!"
When Long Chen heard the emperor's words, he suddenly felt an unprecedented fatigue.
Hmm?
As soon as Long Chen's thought appeared, he felt the emperor's powerful aura suppress his soul.
"What are you thinking? Circulate the Primal Chaos Golden Codex to stabilize your mind. Otherwise, your Dao Heart might shatter at any time. When that happens, the Dragon Palace will leave and my source will completely crush you. "The emperor's remnant soul's voice boomed in Long Chen's ears like thunder.
Long Chen was stunned. His originally unfocused gaze suddenly focused, and his body was already drenched in cold sweat.
The Primal Chaos Golden Codex was circulated to the extreme in an instant.
After Long Chen's mind calmed down, he said to the emperor's remnant soul in a low voice, "Master, please don't be angry. I was looking at the flesh on the ground just now, and my mind was distracted for a moment …"
The emperor's remnant soul fell silent. After a while, he said to Long Chen, "These corpses are my inheritance. Every drop of essence blood is my millions of years of bitter cultivation."
"These things are too heavy on your shoulders."
"Your cultivation level is rising too quickly. Your state of mind is gradually unable to keep up. If this continues, there will be problems sooner or later."
Long Chen shook his head. When he thought about how the Human Dao Emperor and the others had surrounded Sovereign Feng Xi and how the Ethereal King had killed Sovereign Zhan Kuang, he felt anger rush to his heart.
The Emperor's soul said, "You can't devour the Emperor's Origin anymore. I was too hasty. If this continues, you will become more and more restless."
"Once you refine these twenty-three Emperor Realm Body Fragments, your cultivation will most likely reach the late-stage of the Emperor Realm. If anything goes wrong, you will be doomed eternally."
It was Long Chen's first time seeing the Monarch Master's remnant soul insist on not allowing him to cultivate. After all, he was just a remnant soul, a remnant will.
What he wanted was for Long Chen to become an Emperor Master as soon as possible and reorganize the Ancient Sacred Divine World!
"I'll do as you say, Master." Long Chen walked into the secret chamber that day, but then he put away the Monarch's body and walked out of the secret chamber.
He left Shang Hai City under the guidance of the Imperial Lord's remains. In the end, he stopped at a fishing village beside a lake.
"Find a young man who recently died in this fishing village. You can change into his appearance and live there." The Emperor's remnant soul said to Long Chen.
Long Chen frowned. He didn't know what the Emperor's remnant soul meant.
He asked in a deep voice, "Master, how long will this take? The North Foot Territory's current situation doesn't allow me to waste any more time. "
The Emperor's remnant soul's voice was very calm, "If your state of mind reaches a certain level, you may leave tomorrow. If your state of mind doesn't reach a hundred years, you can't leave!"
Long Chen still wanted to say something, but he happened to see a dark-skinned, bare-chested young man being fished out of the lake. Men, women, and children immediately surrounded him, crying and yelling.
Long Chen shook his head. He felt that the Emperor's remnant soul's method was a little strange.
He pointed his right hand in the air. Everyone in the scene froze in place. Even the turbulent lake stopped.
Long Chen moved and came to the dark-skinned young man's side. With a sweep of his Divine Telekinesis, he knew that the young man had been dead for several days.
Long Chen's right hand surged with divine power. With a flick of his fingertip, the corpse turned into a brilliance and disappeared without a trace.
His appearance rapidly changed and finally became the dark-skinned young man.
Buzz.
As soon as he used his disguise technique, he felt that his entire soul was suppressed by a majestic pressure. His Divine Telekinesis was also completely sealed.
Wah wah wah!
The dark-skinned young man kept spitting out turbid water. The surrounding fishermen, who were originally motionless, began to move.
"He's still alive, he's still alive!"
"Little Lin, he's not dead yet. Quickly carry him to the village chief's house and ask his parents to come over!"
"Heaven helps the worthy. I've never seen anyone who drowned for two or three days and still alive."
"Old Lin and his wife are going to the temple tomorrow to fulfill their vow …"
What was originally a sad event became a joyous event in the village because of Long Chen's appearance.
The next day, Old Lin's family at the east end of the fishing village specially slaughtered a pig and held two banquets.
…
Long Chen's head hurt. He felt that the past was like a dream. There were many things that he couldn't remember clearly.
He only felt that he should stay in this fishing village.
The next day, he was woken up early in the morning.
"Little Lin, from today onwards, you won't learn how to fish. Go to the private school on the other side of the mountain and learn some literary skills. If you're lucky, I heard that you'll have a chance to cultivate." Early in the morning, his father walked over wearing a bamboo bamboo hat and a pair of worn-out shorts.
Long Chen nodded subconsciously and followed behind him.
The so-called other side of the mountain was only separated by a medium-sized mountain.
Long Chen also began to follow a child from a wealthy family in the village and began to attend the private school. Every day, a so-called cultivator would come to fetch him.
"Old Lin is determined this time. He's afraid that his child will drown. Sending him to school is not a small expense." Seeing the fisherman return after sending the child, the surrounding women couldn't help but chatter.
Sunrise and sunset.
Long Chen repeated his simple life every day. It was as calm as the surface of a lake without any ripples.
One month, two months.
Long Chen actually gradually immersed himself in it. He forgot the nightmarish scenes in his mind.
Until one day, a young man who claimed to be a cultivator came to their private school. He said that he would lead them to cultivate in the mountains and become gods and immortals.
Long Chen became the only one chosen.
On this day, the fishing village was still decorated with lanterns and colored banners.
The entire village was celebrating Long Chen's ability to leave the mountains to cultivate. To them, the mountains around them were a natural moat.
Many of the immortals they saw were seen from the sky when they looked up.
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