The central location of Qianxing City is an extremely huge palace, with an area of ​​almost one-tenth of the entire Qianxing City, which is enough to easily accommodate tens of millions of people. However, there are actually only thousands of people living here, each of which is an extremely enviable existence for people on the Lingyue Continent.

After all, being able to live in the headquarters of the Soul Temple not only means being a disciple of the Soul Temple, but also has a high probability of a stronger future than those disciples of the Soul Temple who stay in the branch.

Lin Chen stood under a tree hundreds of meters away from the palace, looking at the gate guarded by more than a dozen guards, thinking about how to enter it.

"Jump right in?

no.

Even though the Lord of the Soul Temple is not here, there may be more than one true god powerhouse in the Soul Temple headquarters. They join forces, and there must be many powerful formations arranged here, so even I may not be able to escape safely.”

Lin Chen frowned and thoughtful, and decided to be more cautious. After all, if something goes wrong, his life will be explained here.

He didn't want to die here just like that, so that his sister Xixi and Yiren would become widows.

"With my strength, they would never notice it even if they broke in directly in front of those guards.

But in this case, there are still some risks. As soon as the gate may have been arranged, the guards may not be able to detect themselves, but I may be blocked by the formation barrier. Even if I can break the formation barrier, I will inevitably be discovered if I make any movement.

Secondly, even if I enter it smoothly, I have no idea where the medicine garden of the Soul Temple is.

If you look inside like a headless fly, there is a very likely thing to happen!"

When Lin Chen was thinking about what method to use to enter the headquarters of the Soul Temple, a scolding came not far away.

"Get away! I'm so stinking that I'm stinking, like a bug crawling out of a cesspool.

Just a guy like you, walking past the gate of our Soul Temple is simply a blasphemy to our Soul Temple!"

Lin Chen turned his head and saw a young man in luxury clothes, fifteen or sixteen years old, pinching his nose and looking at a middle-aged man beside him with disgust.

The middle-aged man looks very honest. His clothes are not only old, but also dirty. His body is covered with sweat, and his clothes are wet with sweat. Some of them are like workers who are rushing to go home after work after work.

He was scolded by a boy who seemed to be about the same size as his son, but as if he had made a big mistake, he apologized repeatedly and took a few steps back, as if he was afraid that the smell of sweat on his body would pollute the boy's clothes.

"You are so smelly and dirty, you are not allowed to pass by the gate of our Soul Temple in the future. Do you hear it?"

The boy didn't say well.

Middle-aged people feel bitter in their hearts. If they don’t pass by this road, they have to go home by themselves, but they have to go around a long way.

Although he was a little unwilling, the other party was from the Soul Temple. He dared not say anything. He nodded like a garlic and agreed.

"Since you know, don't you get out of here!"

The boy scolded coldly, as if he was ordering a slave.

Middle-aged people are busy and leave quickly.

On the street, many people watched this scene and felt that the boy in the Soul Temple was too domineering. Some people knew this boy and knew that he was just an ordinary disciple of the Soul Temple.

But even ordinary disciples in the Soul Temple were not something they could provoke. Although they felt a little unfair about the middle-aged man, no one dared to say anything.

After Zhang Chenxuan cursed the middle-aged man away, he glanced at the people around him and cursed: "What are you looking at? What's your business?

Get out of here!"

Everyone dared not speak out, and they left one after another.

Zhang Chenxuan snorted proudly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, enjoying the pleasure of trampling others under his feet.

His origin was very ordinary, and his parents were ordinary monks, but his talent was much better than his parents. When he was very young, he was selected by the Soul Temple and was trained in the Soul Temple.

The Soul Temple looks for many talented children on the Spirit Moon Continent every year to be trained in the Sect. If they grow up to meet their expectations, they can become disciples of the Soul Temple. If they do not meet their expectations, they will be driven out.

In the first half of this year, Zhang Chenxuan had passed the assessment of the Soul Temple and officially became a disciple of the Soul Temple. This made him, who was already proud, even more arrogant.

Now, he never thought of going back to find his parents who sent him to participate in the Soul Temple assessment. In his opinion, it is really embarrassing that his parents are so ordinary.

When they go back to find them, they will only drag themselves down and embarrass themselves, and simply pretend that they have no parents.

"These idiots are born to be destined to be trampled by me, and they are a little self-aware. If they dare to talk back, I will not be able to spare any of them!"

Zhang Chenxuan said something and walked towards the gate of the Soul Temple.

Da--After taking a few steps, Zhang Chenxuan heard the sound of something falling to the ground. He glanced at it, then stopped like an electric shock and rubbed his eyes.

He actually saw a golden and jade-like Ganoderma lucidum falling on the ground in an alley not far away. The Ganoderma lucidum was shining with colorful light. Although he didn't know what it was, he was sure that it was definitely a treasure, and it should be some precious alchemy material.

"It was the sound of this Ganoderma lucidum falling to the ground just now?

How could such a treasure fall to the ground?”

Zhang Chenxuan glanced at the sky above the alley, "Is it possible that a super strong man flew over the Qianxing City, and this thing fell out of his clothes?

Yes! That's definitely the case, and that's the only explanation."

At this time, his eyes turned green and he didn't think about how a powerful monk might have lost something on his body, but he didn't notice it.

Zhang Chenxuan took two steps at a time, rushed into the alley, picked up the golden and jade-like Ganoderma lucidum, and stuffed it into his clothes.

"Hahaha! I, Zhang Chenxuan, is not only extremely talented, but also has such good luck. Being a disciple of the Soul Temple is just the starting point of my life. In the future, I will definitely become a Heavenly Lord! Even a god and an elder of the Soul Temple!"

Zhang Chenxuan was in a good mood and looked at the left and right with guilt. There was no one around. He looked back at the back, but behind him, a young man stood at him with a smile on his face.

"You're in a good mood?

But it seems that you are going to be extremely happy and sad."

The young man said with a smile.

Zhang Chenxuan was so scared that his heart almost stopped beating, and he said in surprise: "You--" As soon as he shouted the first word, his eyes turned black and then he lost consciousness.
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