Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 626: King Monument!
"Monk smelly, you want to drink so much? If you want it, you can grab it if you can!" Tang Chen said while fighting.

"That's what you said, the poor monk will not pay you back!" The fat monk also responded.

There have been dozens of rounds of punching and kicking, Tang Chen knew that the opponent was throwing water, but he didn't think too much about it, and tried his best to test the way of the fat monk.

Gradually, there was a water well behind Tang Chen, he saw the right opportunity, and threw the wine jar into it.

"No, my wine!"

The fat monk shouted loudly, and immediately rushed to the wine jar with a happy expression on his face.

However, before he had time to be happy, Tang Chen kicked his ass with all his strength and fell directly into the water.

Pfft!
There was a splash of water several feet high, and the figure of the fat monk got under the water.

Tang Chen stood on the edge of the well, looking at the pitch-black well water: "Smelly monk, you should wash it well, you really stink!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Chen took out a few altars of Immortal Drunk, placed them beside the well, and strode away from the courtyard.

Although this monk is sloppy and has a weird personality, he is not bad. Tang Chen feels that the monk is not a bad person. Otherwise, with the opponent's terrifying strength, it is impossible for him to kick the opponent's ass.

"puff!"

The fat monk floated to the surface of the water, spat out a mouthful of well water, and cursed: "Stinky boy, just wait for me, alas, I have such a fairy spirit!"

The voice echoed over the courtyard, but Tang Chen had already gone far away.

The fat monk splashed a few times in the water, then picked up the wine jar, directly opened the softened mud seal, and slowly poured it into his mouth.

"Good wine! It's really good wine! Although it can't compare with the fine wine I brewed back then, it can be regarded as good wine in this place where the birds don't shit!"

The fat monk took a sip of wine, then flew up from the well.

"Well! This kid has a bit of conscience, and he actually left three altars of immortals for me. Now I can enjoy it slowly!"

The fat monk put all the three jars of wine into the Qiankun ring.

After Tang Chen walked out of the dilapidated courtyard, he performed the Three Thousand Thunder Moving Movement, and soon arrived in the downtown area. He didn't go to appreciate the night view of Lingwu City.

Tang Chen's spiritual consciousness developed again, covering the Baili area, searching for the Panlong Inn.

After a while, he finally found this slightly quiet place, and then ran quickly.

Although Panlong Inn is the most luxurious inn in Lingwu City, it is not located in the busiest place in Lingwu City.

On the contrary, it is one of the few places in the city that is located in a secluded place. None of the martial artists who live here are weak, and the weakest ones are also at the third level of the King Realm.

Tang Chen's room was not close to Ji Fangwen's two, because the number of people in the inner city had increased rapidly recently, and only one ordinary courtyard was empty in the entire Panlong Inn, and the expensive guest rooms had already been filled.

However, Tang Chen didn't have much request in this regard.

Tang Chen met Ji Fangwen at the inn, and he narrated everything that happened to him just now.

"That monk is really weird. Be careful when you see him in the future. Although the other party doesn't show any malice, you should be careful!" Ji Fangwen looked solemn.

Tang Chen nodded, then changed the subject: "Brother Song, aren't they here?"

Ji Fangwen nodded: "I don't know where these two boys have gone, I hope nothing happened to them!"

Tang Chen didn't speak. Lingwu City had already begun its most chaotic period. Wuxiu was everywhere, and various accidents could be seen everywhere. It was difficult to ensure that the lives of Tang Qiang and Song Yuntian were peaceful and unimpeded.

However, he is quite relieved that the strength of these two people is rarely rivaled by the younger generation.

"Oh, by the way, there will be an auction in Lingwu City tomorrow night, let's go and have a look then!" Ji Fangwen laughed.

"Okay!" Tang Chen nodded.

In Lotte Square, they earned a lot of spirit crystals, so they naturally had to squander them, and Tang Chen also wanted to buy some medicinal materials to refine the Breaking Realm Pill.

Tang Chen didn't know if there were the medicinal materials he needed at the auction, but he still planned to go and see, what if there were the medicinal materials he needed at the auction?

The next day, Tang Chen, who was practicing, quit the cultivation state by himself.

Knowing that the auction will be held at night, Tang Chen is not in a hurry. He is a newcomer to Lingwu City, and he hasn't had a detailed understanding of the capital yet, so he is going to wander around.

In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Tang Chen first changed his appearance, and then left the Panlong Inn.

It was another busy day, and more people came and went on the street.

Tang Chen discovered a pattern, those young martial artists almost all walked in one direction.

Tang Chen, who was puzzled, followed the crowd and strode over.

Following the crowd, Tang Chen soon came to a huge square.

This square is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

In the center of the square is a huge ornate stone pillar, about a hundred feet high. The base is piled up with white jade, forming nine steps, and the stone tablet is located on the top step.

The most eye-catching thing is this tall stone pillar. No one can tell what material it is made of.

The place ten feet below is covered with various traces, such as sword marks, knife marks, fist marks, palm prints and so on.

These traces are many, almost inexhaustible.

Every trace seems to contain a trace of true energy fluctuations, and the higher you go, the fewer traces there are.

Over ten feet, there are only three traces, and each trace has a terrifying aura fluctuating, which is particularly dazzling on the entire column.

Tang Chen was shocked. This stone pillar probably was built some years ago. It looks very ancient, and it should be older than the Yuan Dynasty.

He unfolded his spiritual consciousness, intending to wrap the entire stone pillar and examine it carefully, but a strange force struck and bounced his spiritual consciousness away.

Tang Chen was taken aback, this was the first time he encountered a stone pillar that could deflect spiritual consciousness, it was a very weird material.

In desperation, he put away his spiritual sense and paid attention to the actions of the surrounding martial arts.

At this time, the square was crowded with people, almost all young people, who surrounded the ten-foot area around the stone pillar, and there were constant discussions.

Hearing these discussions, Tang Chen learned that this is the King's Monument of the Yuan Dynasty.

However, Tang Chen knew that this man's stele should be named by later generations himself, and Shizhu's original name was probably not this.

However, one thing can be explained, this stele can affirm part of Wu Xiu's strength.

Only now does Tang Chen know why there are only three marks above ten feet, one sword mark, one handprint, and one fist mark.

What surprised Tang Chen was that the sword mark located fifteen feet away contained a pure sword intent, which Tang Chen had only experienced on Can Wujue.

If his expectations are correct, this sword mark should be left by Can Wujue.

And one foot high on the upper right side of the sword mark, there is a handprint, a seemingly casual palm, but it contains an unparalleled fighting spirit.

Tang Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed a knowing smile. If he expected correctly, this handprint should be left by Tang Qiang.

However, to Tang Chen's surprise, there was a five-finger fist mark on the side that was on par with Tang Qiang, which contained the artistic conception of killing.

This was left by a master of the same level, a master that Tang Chen had to pay attention to.

For this Human King Monument, martial artists below the Human King Realm couldn't even climb the steps of the base.

That weird stone pillar didn't have enough attack power to leave any traces at all.

And a foot away from the stone pillar, there is an extremely strong force of heaven and earth, hindering the actions of martial arts who climbed on it.

Therefore, the stronger the strength, the higher the mark on the stone pillar.

(End of this chapter)