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Xu Potian was very melancholy. He was seventeen or eighteen years old, the most energetic age, but there was a trace of fatigue on his face.

Xiao Chen is dead.

He was the only one left among the Sword Brothers.

His life seemed to be missing a piece and was no longer complete.

He always considered himself a genius and refused to admit defeat to anyone, until he met that plain-looking boy with buck teeth.

The other party is obviously weaker than him.

But he beat him violently.

This taught him, the future sword master, the most unforgettable lesson in his life.

The boy hit him hard and he had to stay in bed for half a month before he recovered.

He secretly vowed to practice his sword skills hard to avenge his previous shame.

However, the other party has buck teeth and is much more handsome than him. In this regard, he has a great psychological advantage.

But soon, in a life-and-death crisis, the other party saved his life and revealed his true face.

It turns out that the buck teeth were just a disguise. The other person was not ugly at all. He had a face as beautiful as jade, eyes as bright as stars, and was extremely handsome.

He secretly compared and found that he was inferior to the other in every aspect.

Disheartened.

Based on the principle of joining if you can't beat them, he forced Xiao Chen to form the Sword Brotherhood, and they became brothers in a daze.

Our acquaintance was a melodramatic story, but the friendship was real.

Before he knew it, Xiao Chen had become his best brother and his dearest friend.

As an elder brother, he was heartbroken when his younger brother was slandered after his tragic death and he was unable to punish the person.

"Brother Chen, I'm leaving first. My Supreme Sword Scripture is almost complete, and it will only take a few days. I have to go back to practice. I'll come to see you another day, if there is still a day."

The sword light broke through the air, and Xu Potian disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

The Blue Moon Clan invades.

The human race is in danger.

He didn't know if there would be a future.

When he thought that he might die soon, the first person he thought of was Xiao Chen, and he came to say goodbye.

Whenever he encountered danger, he always thought of Xiao Chen first.

But he didn't notice that next to the cenotaph, a fist-sized white crystal embedded in the cemetery was glowing continuously, recording everything.

This is a photo-recording stone, specially made by the Taixu Sect.

It was proposed by an elder of the Chen Sect to record everyone's memories of Xiao Chen.

Because of its hidden location, most people don't know about it.

Many people came to the cenotaph to pay tribute to Xiao Chen these days, and they said a lot.

When Xiao Chen was alive, he stood too high, as if standing on the clouds. Although he was easy-going, most people still didn't dare to talk to him.

In the past month, no less than 300 female disciples came to his tomb to express their love and feelings.

Not long after Xu Potian left, a stunningly beautiful woman in blue, accompanied by a female disciple of the Taixu Sect, slowly appeared in front of Xiao Chen's cenotaph.

"Princess Silver Moon, the Holy Son's cenotaph is ahead!"

"Thank you."

"Saint, your words are too serious. I will leave first."

The female disciple was pretty. She smiled at Ye Lanxi and turned to leave.

The moment she turned her back, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she muttered to herself, "Aren't the Holy Son and the Ninth Princess childhood sweethearts? Are they engaged? Why didn't the Ninth Princess come, but Princess Silver Moon did?"

Many people who met Ye Lanxi on the road before had the same doubts.

Ye Lanxi is the future empress of Daxia. Although her cultivation is average, her status is very high.

Unexpectedly, even she would be upset by Xiao Chen's death.

Judging from the sadness on Ye Lanxi's face, her relationship with Xiao Chen seems to be unusual.

Ye Lanxi came to the cenotaph and remained silent.

Xiao Chen's status was so high that Taixu Sect specially cleared out a sacred mountain to house his cenotaph.

The spiritual energy here turns into smoke, and the light mist curls up, just like a fairyland.

It can be seen that Taixu Sect is very attentive. The concentration of spiritual energy in this sacred mountain is very high. If a palace is built here for disciples to practice, the effect will be extremely good. However, in order to commend Xiao Chen, the sect specially uses this mountain as Xiao Chen's residence.

Ye Lanxi looked at Xiao Chen's cenotaph with a sad expression and remained silent for a long time.

She felt bitter in her heart. If she were not the empress, without the people of the world on her shoulders, she would not be able to speak her mind freely. If she had been the one who had made the marriage contract with Xiao Chen back then, how great it would have been!

That way, at least she would have no regrets.

Why was fate so cruel, allowing her to meet him, yet taking him away so early?

She had never seen her mother since she was a child. When she was born, she was only surrounded by moonlight. She had been very lonely since she was a child and had never fallen in love with anyone.

Only Xiao Chen made his heart beat faster.

But before he could even say some words, Xiao Chen had already died.

In front of the cenotaph, the mountain breeze blew on Ye Lanxi's face, and his long silver hair danced in the wind.

She stood still, looking at Xiao Chen's cenotaph for a long, long time.

She didn't leave until it got dark.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed.

Xiao Chen's condition was getting better and better. Eighty percent of the gray lines on his body turned into golden light, emitting tremendous divine light.

Yesterday's arsenic is today's honey.

When the extremely dark and evil power of misfortune is purified and understood, it becomes an extremely terrifying force.

"That's amazing, kid Chen is really awesome. He absorbs the power of misfortune faster and faster. If he continues like this, he might be able to catch up with the opening of the Gate of Divine Treasure." Qiongqi praised him endlessly.

"Young Master is indeed terrifying, but the Divine Treasure will be opened in seven days! It will be a bit difficult to catch up." said Hong Chidao.

"It all depends on Chen's luck! If you miss the divine treasure, the loss will be too great."

Soon, seven days passed!

Xiao Chen didn't catch up after all.

Just as the Blue Moon Clan had expected, on this day, the door of the Wind Lord's Tomb suddenly changed color from black to white.

The tomb of the god is like a mountain, majestic and magnificent.

There was a hurricane circling around the top, roaring and circling with astonishing momentum.

The entire tomb exudes five-colored divine light, which not only does not show the aura of death, but also reveals a sense of holiness.

Some Da Xia monks and members of the Blue Moon Clan were guarding in front of the tomb of the god. When they saw the tomb door change color, they were all very excited.

"The door to the God's Tomb has changed color, come quickly."

"The Divine Treasure is officially opened..."

Both sides sent messages to each other.

Daxia uses a communication stone, and the Blue Moon Clan uses a moon token. Although I don’t know what it is, it should be similar to the communication stone.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the sky in front of the God's Tomb was filled with masters from both sides, hostile to each other and on the verge of a fight.

The Da Xia cultivators were angry, while the Blue Moon clan members showed more disdain in their eyes.

They were all waiting, waiting for the number to appear on the tomb door, which represented the number of the first batch allowed to enter the tomb of the gods.

The Blue Moon Clan was calm and composed, while the Great Xia cultivators were a little nervous.

In just three months, the strength of the younger generation of the Blue Moon Clan has skyrocketed again, and many members of the Blue Moon Clan under the age of 20 have advanced to a higher level.

"What's going on? In just three months, the Blue Moon Clan's youth generation has achieved another breakthrough?"

"It's a bit overwhelming. Hasn't Holy Son Ling Tian arrived yet?"

"They should be here soon, but when competing for a spot, each person can only fight once. Even if Ling Tian Shen Zi comes, he can only compete for one spot at most!"

Several old monsters of Daxia frowned.

at this time.