Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1185: The Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone is in Your Uncle

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Chen Xiaojun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What about the Grand Duchy of Saskol? I'm really not sure about their situation."

Chen Cong's face was calm, and he replied calmly: "The Grand Duchy of Saskol has no direct connection with the Divine Bird Sect. They actually come from another branch, the Canghai Yulin Palace."

"The same is true for the Grand Duchy of Changning. The main body of the Canghai Yulin Palace is now the Dajia Zhenlan Palace, one of the Nine Imperial Gates."

"Therefore, the conflict between the two duchies is not deep. Under the leadership of Dajia Zhenlan Palace, they resist the attacks of soul beasts on the other side of the Eastern Great Rift Valley and the alien races in the southeastern sea."

"Of course, the Xuanming Sect, the Turtle Clan Alliance and other forces also originated from the Canghai Yulin Palace."

At this point, he paused for a moment and continued, "As for the Xuanhuang Wanxiang Sect, there are even more divisions."

Seeing this, Chen Zixiu coughed twice and interrupted, "Okay, if we continue, I'm afraid it will take till dawn, so let's get back to the topic."

Chen Xiaojun was choked and still felt a little unhappy.

Then he regained his composure and said slowly: "The Five Virtues Phoenix and the Sword of Benevolence Zhanlu complement each other, and what can better demonstrate the power and sacredness of the Xuanyuan Sword than the True Dragon?"

Then, he added, "However, if I want to cultivate to the eighth and ninth rings, it will take a long time, so let's talk about it later."

"After all, a true dragon and phoenix can't be easily found or killed. There's no rush."

At this time, Chen Menglin, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up: "Is your need for such a high spirit ring age related to the evolution of your robes?"

Chen Cong asked with a puzzled look on his face: "What robes are evolving? Aren't the robes the external soul bones of him and Xiaoyi?"

Chen Menglin smiled and said, "It seems that you, old bookworm, don't know yet, but our nephew has undergone a shocking transformation. Xiaojun, do you want me to speak or should I?"

Everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on Chen Xiaojun. Obviously, there was something big hidden in him that no one knew about.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaojun showed his two big white front teeth, smiled flatteringly, and said, "How can I trouble Third Uncle? I'll do it, I'll do it."

So, he talked incessantly and excitedly, describing in detail the robes and the soul bones on them, and how they could devour the soul bones in the same part to evolve.

During the whole process, everyone was immersed in silence, their minds were completely drawn by Chen Xiaojun's words and were deeply attracted by this topic.

The matter of the robes can be said to have caused a huge uproar.

It's too illusory.

Infinite evolution of soul bones?

This is a huge pie.

Even Chen Zixiu and Bo Xian'er, who were usually as calm as mountains, found it difficult to remain calm at this moment, and their breathing became a little rapid.

Chen Qiujun couldn't wait to speak: "What are we waiting for?! We have to act quickly!"

Chen Zixiu held the azure teacup with his eyes, and said firmly: "Smash it! Even if the family sells everything they have, I will smash the six soul bones of each of you to a hundred thousand years!"

Chen Xiaojun couldn't help but laugh or cry. He shook his head and said, "Great-grandfather, I have three soul bones on my body now. If the last three rings are all at the beast king level, then there is no need to waste so many soul bones."

"Let's wait until we finish hunting the soul beasts before we talk about it."

A trace of sadness appeared on Chen Zixiu's face. He wanted his family to prosper so much.

He smiled and said, "Originally, I was planning to take out my 100,000-year soul bone and give it to you, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary."

Chen Xiaojun quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, you should keep it."

If he uses the secret method to remove the soul bone, his strength will decrease, which is certainly not suitable in the current situation.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone stretched out, "I don't need it."

At this moment, Chen Xun's big fight arrived as promised, and he said in a deep voice: "Talk properly."

Chen Xiaojun rolled his eyes. It's not easy to show off one's virtue in front of others.

He looked at Chen Zixiu and asked, "Have the two hundred thousand year soul bones in our family been passed down? Is the other one in my grandfather's possession?" Logically, such an important soul bone should have been passed down to two clan leaders.

Chen Zixiu glanced at him and said slowly: "Fortunately, these two hundred thousand year old soul bones have never been lost. They are the rare heritage of the family."

Then he swept the dust, "Oh, there are three now."

"As for the other 100,000-year soul bone you asked about, it's in the possession of your other great uncle."

Chen Xiaojun understood and asked hesitantly, "Is it a callus?"

Chen Zixiu looked at him deeply, and then said, "I have a younger brother named Ziang. He is Ziang's son, named Chen Jin, and he ranks fifteenth among his peers."

It's also interesting to say.

There are four generations from Chen Zi to Chen Xiaojun, and there are two people in each generation.

No wonder Chen Hong has been worried about continuing the family line for so many years.

Chen Xiaojun hesitated and asked tentatively, "Then why did Uncle go undercover in the Scarlet Church?"

Chen Zixiu took a deep breath, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Back then, the ninth soul ring of Xili's ancestor came from a 100,000-year-old mirage dragon that he hunted in Yunmengze."

"One of the soul bones in this piece is an extremely powerful transformation soul skill."

"This soul skill of 100,000 years is enough to make it look real, and no one can see any flaws."

As he spoke, a feeling of sadness welled up in Chen Zixiu's heart.

A series of images emerged before his eyes, which were the tragic scenes when he was ambushed that year.

His younger brother Chen Ziang, covered in blood, entrusted his son to him before he died.

But then something happened.

Chen Jin was eager for revenge and insisted on going to the Scarlet Church.

Moreover, he was the only candidate at the time.

Eventually, the family agreed.

Afterwards, he discussed with his father Chen Tianlin and Chen Yu, and gave the mirage dragon trunk bone to Chen Jin.

Mirage dragon?

No wonder the family elders gave this soul bone to Chen Jin, who was in danger.

Chen Xiaojun looked at Chen Zixiu.

Chen Zixiu didn't seem to want to continue talking.

He still hasn't figured out the information about his great uncle.

Chen Zixiu seemed to see what Chen Xiaojun was thinking. He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "As for Xiaojin's identity and more detailed information, that is the most confidential matter in the clan."

"According to family custom, I can only tell you after you have formally passed the clan assembly."

Chen Xiaojun pursed his lips and muttered to himself, this family really has a lot of secrets.

Chen Zixiu seemed to see his dissatisfaction and changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, did Xiao Jin report back the cause of this incident?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Menglin immediately replied, "He said that this time the Crimson Headquarters wants to know the progress of the legion halls in various places."

"It just so happened that they ran into Xiaojun and his friends going into the mountains. They thought this was a rare opportunity, so they decided to implement the plan they had been planning for a long time."

Chen Xiaojun felt a little embarrassed.

Although they had a plan in place, they, the children, inadvertently became the trigger for the plan.

(End of this chapter)