Chapter 871: The Mission of Valkyrie Palace

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じ!☆ "I don't agree with what you said. Those ancient powerful clans, although few in number, quit the Kunlun Realm's hegemony very early and settled on the stars outside the region. But every fool who counts in the Kunlun Realm is ten thousand Wuyi's leader is picking out peerless monsters from among them, but they are all directed at Di Wuque."

"That's right, Senior Brother Xiao Chen's current cultivation level is still too low after all, it's a pity to waste two years."

"How do you build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige, senior brother Xiao Chen, no matter how you say, he is also a member of our Clear Sky School, can others compare?"

Disciples of the younger generation talked a lot, comparing Xiao Chen with some newly-promoted geniuses who are now well-known.

Han Qinghe looked at the juniors who were arguing endlessly, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes. No matter what, the Haotian School can produce a legendary figure like Xiao Chen, which will greatly help boost the morale of the sect.

He stretched out his hand and gathered several inner sect elders in the martial arts arena together, saying: "My colleagues, are you satisfied with Xiao Chen's strength just now?"

"Hehe, look at the smile on the Great Elder's face, and you will know the answer, so we don't need to say it."

"That's right, now Xiao Chen is fearless enough to face ordinary top-rank martial saints."

Xiao Chen looked at the faces of the elders, thoughtful, it seemed that this group of people had something to say.

Sure enough, Han Qinghe interjected: "Okay, so to speak, Xiao Chen is the leader of the mission sent by the Martial God Palace this time, so you don't have any opinions."

The others shook their heads one after another, expressing that they had no opinion, but Xiao Chen didn't understand why.

Han Qinghe turned his head and said: "Xiao Chen, I just returned to Kunlun this time, I'm afraid I don't have time to rest, the world is in chaos now, I think you can't be idle."

Xiao Chen remained calm, looked at Han Qinghe and said, "Grand Elder, but it doesn't matter, as long as Xiao Chen is within his power, he must be duty-bound."

Han Qinghe nodded slightly and said: "A resource star controlled by the Martial God Palace is now invaded by the Corpse God Palace, and the situation is already precarious. Three months ago, the young master of the Huntianmen from the Chaos Realm also brought a group of casual practitioners to fish in troubled waters. The Martial God Palace has sent a request for help to several major ninth-rank sects, and our Haotian School is one of them."

"Originally, I planned to arrange for you to go to the Starry Sky Silver Lake, the most dangerous place where the five clans struggle. But this order just arrived yesterday, and now most of the top-rank martial saints in the Clear Sky School have gone to the Starry Sky Silver Lake. You The appearance of him can be regarded as a solution to my urgent need."

No wonder the Great Elder greeted him in person, it was convenient for him to try out his moves as soon as he appeared, it seemed that the biggest reason was this.

I have received favors from others, and I will pay them back. I happened to be in seclusion for two years, and I really need to test what I have learned in actual combat. After thinking about it, Xiao Chen agreed to Han Qinghe's request.

After getting the exact answer from Xiao Chen, Han Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, dismissed the other elders, and said to Xiao Chen: "The vast universe has countless stars, and there are very few resource stars that may be called resource stars. The resource stars mastered by the Martial God Palace are also extremely rare." limited, losing one will result in a great loss."

"If you can keep this resource star, how good will the Martial God Palace give you? The benefits will not be small, and it will also be included in the military exploits. Obtaining the title in the Martial God Palace will generate a large amount of income every month in the future. The higher the title, the more benefits , I won’t say much about this, you will understand in the future.”

"What I want to tell you is, try to keep this group of sect disciples who come with you to support them. These are the seedlings of the sect. They have a bright future in the future. The battlefield is cruel and merciless, and they will die if they say they die. This time it is not an experience. , it is not some sect mission, but a real battlefield."

In the end, Han Qinghe's face became quite heavy. Since the chaos in the Kunlun world began, many old people and young heroes have all died one after another. They are all famous masters.

Feeling the solemnity in the elder's words, Xiao Chen also sighed silently in his heart, the current chaos is intentional by the top leaders of all races.

There must be great opportunities in great chaos, and there will definitely be many master-level martial saints, but the price is really a bit high.

"Let's go, follow me to Zhantian Temple, this time the candidate has been decided, and I will wait for you."

After a few breaths, the two came to Zhantian Temple. Xiao Chen glanced at the sect disciples who were going to support him. There were about twenty disciples, all of whom had low-rank Martial Saint cultivation bases.

In terms of realm alone, it is not much lower than Xiao Chen, but Xiao Chen was taken aback. After Han Qinghe explained it, he realized that these disciples had all taken it. A chance, and now two years have been sanctified.

The best of them, such as Yue Chenxi, Gong Yangyu and others, have already followed Shui Lingling to the Silver Lake of the Starry Sky, the battlefield that is more dangerous and has greater chances and adventures.

When Xiao Chen was sizing up this group of people, these junior disciples were also sizing up at him, all of them rebellious, their eyes full of arrogance. Presumably, even in this prosperous age, at their age, they have cultivated to the level of Martial Saints. The situation is also enough to be proud of.

Many disciples recognized Xiao Chen, their eyes were quite surprised, but after the surprise, it was more of an accident. After not seeing each other for two years, Xiao Chen is still in the middle stage of a low-rank Martial Saint, so he couldn't help but sneer.

This legendary character is nothing more than that.

Han Qinghe pointed to this group of junior disciples, and said: "Xiao Chen, I will leave it to you, please this time."

"Great Elder, two years ago you asked Xiao Chen to lead our team, we had no objections, but now, don't you take this descendant of the Qing Emperor too seriously?"

As soon as Elder Han's words fell, someone snorted coldly, expressing their dissatisfaction, and a few others followed suit, saying that letting a person whose realm was almost the same as theirs lead the team would definitely not make any military achievements.

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The first to speak was a young man wearing a black battle armor and carrying a blood-colored sword. He was tall and burly, with a hulking waist, and was half a head taller than Xiao Chen's height of nearly 1.8 meters.

Guozi's face is thick and big, his eyes are full of arrogance, the overflowing sharpness has nothing to restrain him, he looks directly at Xiao Chen quite boldly.

Xiao Chen was calm in his heart, but he didn't feel that this person had much malice. Young people are always proud, but suddenly they found that a person who was about the same age as him would be dissatisfied when he came to be his head.

In particular, Xiao Chen's cultivation at this moment is indeed only the appearance of a low-rank martial saint in the middle stage. In two years, Xiao Chen disappeared, and his past deeds will inevitably be misrepresented.

Han Qinghe smiled and said nothing, quietly watching Xiao Chen treat him like this, I believe Xiao Chen can solve this trivial matter at will.

Xiao Chen had a list given to him by Han Qinghe, which recorded the detailed information of these twenty disciples. After a glance, he found the information of this person.

After a while, Xiao Chen collected the materials, looked up at this person, and said, "Jin Lin, twenty-six years old this year, is a low-rank martial saint in the late stage. Talent is high-rank, with excellent roots, extremely high talent in swordsmanship, and sword intent. It even reached 70%. I once fought with Feng Xingsheng from Manyue Tower, but it ended in a disastrous defeat, and I didn't even hold on to ten moves."

"The compilation of this material seems to be a bit contradictory. Even Feng Xingsheng can't handle ten tricks, and dare to say that I have a very high talent for swordsmanship. It's too much."

When Jin Lin heard Xiao Chen read his information, he felt a little proud. Although his resume could not be compared with Xiao Chen two years ago, he could be regarded as a rising star in recent years, and his reputation spread far and wide.

The battle with Feng Xingsheng was a glorious defeat, but who didn't know that Feng Xingsheng became famous at a young age, and enjoyed the title of the number one swordsman in the eighteen southern states. Now, two years later, the opponent's sword intent has reached 90%, and his strength is comparable to Top talents of all races.

No matter how much he cultivated, he was inferior to the opponent's saber intent, and it took him ten moves before he was defeated, but Xiao Chen's understatement was worthless.

Jin Lin was already dissatisfied, so naturally he didn't want to endure any more, so he took a step forward, raised his head and said aggressively: "Senior brother Xiao Chen, you are known as a swordsman in white robes, and you were famous in Kunlun two years ago, Jin Lin is not talented. , I would like to ask my senior brother about sword skills."

Han Qinghe smiled wryly in his heart, it was worse than anything, and compared swords with Xiao Chen.

Thinking about the fight with Xiao Chen before, Han Qinghe still remembers it fresh, Xiao Chen's two fists, he found a new way, and the sword was slanted, and he looked a little immature. But given time, he will definitely form his own school and become the peerless sword emperor.

Thinking of this, Han Qinghe couldn't help but send a voice transmission, "Xiao Chen, take it easy, this Jinlin is a seedling that our elders are optimistic about, and he is the most potential junior disciple in this group of teams."

"I can tell even if the Great Elder doesn't say anything, but if you can't cut a jade, you can't make a weapon. I urged him to come out to compete with the sword, and I have some intentions."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Han Qinghe heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time was greatly surprised. If Xiao Chen had encountered such a situation before, he would not have hesitated so much, and would have stepped forward and struck a thunderbolt, instantly shocking the scene.

Master style!

These four words suddenly popped up in his mind, and Han Qinghe's expression was shocked, remembering that when he saw Xiao Chen for the first time, the other person's demeanor and posture were absolutely unmistakable, he was indeed a master.

These four words are very important, Han Qinghe is a person who has experienced it, and he deeply understands the truth.

Many high-rank martial saints will never become master-level martial saints in their entire lives. What is missing is the demeanor of a master, and their bearing and posture are not enough.

Now Xiao Chen, at a young age, has the demeanor of a master. In his eyes, the group of unruly people in front of him is not a joke of the same generation at all, and he naturally regards it as the upward heart of a group of juniors.

As long as Xiao Chen reaches the top-rank martial saint, he may become a grand master martial saint immediately. Han Qinghe came to this conclusion in his mind, and his expression changed drastically when he looked at Xiao Chen.

In two years, Xiao Chen's cultivation seems to have been lowered a lot by his peers, but once he reaches the hurdle of a master-level martial saint, Xiao Chen can instantly surpass the crowd.

When those people comprehend the importance of a master-level demeanor, after years of accumulation, Xiao Chen, with his gifted comprehension, is afraid that even the heart of an emperor can be comprehended thoroughly, and he will trample all the geniuses of this era under his feet.