Opening Puncher Royal Body

Xia Chen heaved a sigh of relief after sending off his younger sister, Princess Ten.

He did not go back, but continued to stay here.

For Xia Chen, this is the best place to go, and it is absolutely impossible to go back.

As long as you can stick to it, you will never be swayed.

"Steady, sooner or later you will be invincible in the world."

Xia Chen muttered secretly and turned to leave.

In this way, Xia Chen sweeps the floor, fetches water, chops firewood, picks manure and grows vegetables every day, and then clocks in, and he lives happily.

As the days passed, the check-in location was concentrated in the medicine pool, and a large number of medicinal herbs and some treasures such as Zhuguo were obtained.

Finally, the strength has steadily improved a little bit, but it is true.

This day, after Xia Chen finished sweeping the floor, he was thinking of punching in, but suddenly he thought of a place he hadn't been to yet.

"It seems that I have never been to the Ancestral Mausoleum."

Xia Chen looked thoughtfully in one direction.

There is the ancestral mausoleum built by the Great Xia Taizu in the past, but it was stopped later.

But there is a forbidden area belonging to the ancestral land, just like the forbidden area in the back mountain, not far from it.

Thinking about it now, is it time to go there and play a card.

"With my current strength, no one should be able to find out."

After thinking about it, Xia Chen immediately turned around, went back first, put away his things, and then quietly cast the ghost shadow to another place in the ancestral land.

Ancestral Mausoleum!

This ancestral mausoleum is different from the ancestral temple.

It was an imperial mausoleum, built for him by the Great Xia Taizu, but it was not clear why it was stopped.

I heard that Da Xia Taizu was buried in it, and I don't know if it is true or not.

Now Xia Chen is like going to the ancestral mausoleum to make a card, and by the way, take a look at the so-called ancestral mausoleum, what the mystery is, and why no one is allowed to approach.

Could it be that there is something shameful hidden in the ancestral mausoleum?

With this question in mind, Xia Chen quietly came to the Ancestral Mausoleum, just in the area to the east of Houshan Mountain. The mountains were stacked and a passage was dug below.

The entire mountain was excavated and a huge cemetery was built.

It has been deserted for a long time, some stone pillars have collapsed, and a thick layer of rotting leaves has accumulated on the ground, which makes a crunch when stepped on.

"Is this the Ancestral Mausoleum?"

Xia Chen stood in front of a magnificent cemetery, looking at the ancestral mausoleum in front of him.

Directly in front, there are two basalt stone carvings erected, and a heavy stone gate in the middle is engraved with nine dragon patterns, showing their teeth and claws, as if they are about to fly out.

Walking to the stone gate, Xia Chen stopped.

"System, check in at the Ancestral Mausoleum."

He silently said in his heart.

Ding!

"Successful punch-in, congratulations to the host, obtaining the "Eight Desolate Sword Art"."

"Hint: Here you can repeat the daily punch-in."

Xia Chen was overjoyed when the system prompt came.

"Eight Desolate Sword Art?"

Xia Chen had a happy expression on his face, obviously knowing the origin of this sword art.

It is rumored that the Emperor Taizu of the Daxia Dynasty created a profound and mysterious swordsmanship, called the Eight Desolation Sword Art, which has the meaning of sweeping the Eight Desolation Dingding Qiankun.

This sword technique is powerful and was created by Taizu.

Unexpectedly, he was actually punched in by him in front of the ancestral mausoleum. It was an unexpected joy.

"Extract, practice!"

Xia Chen did not hesitate, and directly extracted and cultivated this powerful and profound sword technique.

"Slaying the Eight Wildernesses, Dingding the Universe..."

A huge flood of memory information floods into the brain.

At this moment, under the perfusion of the system, he instantly mastered the Eight Desolate Sword Art, and started directly, and the speed of comprehension was extremely fast.

It didn't take long before he realized the essence of the profound meaning of the Eight Desolate Sword Art, realized the meaning of the sword, and entered the stage of completion.

Clang!

clang clang...

At the same time, there were bursts of clanging sounds from Xia Chen's body, as if gold and iron were fighting each other, and there was a sound of swords coming from within the body.

In the body, the innate qi of congenital great perfection suddenly boiled, constantly gathering, condensing, and actually transformed into a more powerful sword qi under the driving of the Eight Desolate Sword Art.

Wisps of sword energy are derived, continuously overflowing from the bone marrow, filling the body, more and more, and finally filling the whole body.

At the end, the sword qi actually overflowed from the body, turning into a dense sword qi coiling around the body, making a sizzling sound of splitting.

Click!

A sword energy swept across, and the rock in front was shattered in half on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, a group of sword light swept away, and a large area of ​​the woods in the distance collapsed.

After a long time, Xia Chen opened his eyes, and two sword lights hit the stone gate, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, and it was sonorous.

"What a powerful sword spirit, such a domineering sword spirit."

Xia Chen muttered to himself, gaining a deeper understanding of the Eight Desolate Sword Art.

This is an extremely domineering sword technique, condensing the Eight Desolate Sword Qi and comprehending the domineering sword intent.

"Is there a burial of Da Xia Taizu in this stone gate?"

He looked at the stone door in front of him and thought for a while, but in the end he didn't open it, because whatever was inside had nothing to do with him.

And rashly opening other people's tombs is disrespectful to the deceased.

Whether or not the Great Ancestor of the Great Xia Dynasty was buried in it, he would never open his tomb.

"Taizu, rest in peace, I will carry forward your Eight Desolate Sword Art."

Xia Chen muttered to himself, turned around after speaking, and the person disappeared like a ghost.

Only the empty ancestral mausoleum was left, barren, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up the dead branches and leaves.

........

After the successful check-in in Zuling, Xia Chen added another check-in point.

He decided to go to the Ancestral Mausoleum occasionally, check in there, tap the potential of the Ancestral Mausoleum, and he should be able to get a lot of good things.

Since cultivating the Eight Desolate Sword Art, Xia Chen's strength has steadily improved, and his spiritual sense practice has advanced by leaps and bounds due to his understanding of the sword intent.

Now his divine sense has been able to reach a range of five kilometers.

As long as the spiritual sense is swept away, all the situations in the entire ancestral land will be presented one by one.

However, the cultivation of the physical body has reached the pinnacle, the dragon elephant subduing the devil, and the twelve transformations of the frightening man have all been cultivated to the pinnacle, and they cannot gain an inch of progress.

It is that there is no breakthrough in the cultivation of true qi, and even a large step backward, from the congenital great perfection to the congenital peak state.

That was because of the Eight Wilderness Sword Qi that he cultivated, part of the innate true energy was transformed into the Eight Wilderness Sword Qi, and even nourished the domineering sword intent that he comprehended.

However, he soon cultivated to the Innate Great Perfection, which was even more vigorous than before, and his strength was twice as strong as before.

"Hey, I still haven't been able to break through, Grand Master, how exactly did I break through?"

This day, Xia Chen woke up from his practice and sighed helplessly.

These days, I have been practicing diligently every day, and I have been practicing all the time, but I still have little effect.

"My physical body is strong enough, far beyond the true qi cultivation base, and the spiritual sense is the same. It must be the true qi cultivation base that is still worse."

Xia Chen began to think about the problem. It must be that his true qi cultivation base is not enough. Perhaps, there are still some secrets that he does not understand.

What kind of secrets does the great master realm hold?

How can we successfully break through the barriers and become a great master of a generation.

"Forget it, first go to the ancestral mausoleum to complete today's check-in."

I can't figure it out, I just don't think about it, anyway, there is still time, take it slowly, and accumulate it step by step, I don't believe it can't break through.

He set off for the Ancestral Mausoleum to prepare for today's check-in task.

However, as soon as he approached the ancestral mausoleum, he noticed something was wrong.

"No, someone has come."

Soon, Xia Chen sensed that someone had visited the Ancestral Mausoleum, which surprised him.

How could anyone come to Zuling?

He followed the wisp of air, and found a hole in the southeast of the Ancestral Mausoleum.

Yes, a thief hole.