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Chapter 1897 A wisp of remnant soul

In the Xuanyuan Palace, Shen Luo held his hands in front of him with a weak grasp. He suddenly opened his eyes and the golden light emitted from his mouth suddenly scattered a breath of turbid air.

"Cousin, you were too risky just now. How could you take the soul attack of the two statues without any preparation?" Nie Caizhu flew over with the mirror demon and said with some complaint.

"The situation is urgent, and I cannot allow me to fight with them slowly. Moreover, I have refined many secret magic techniques in the past. If I can't even handle the attacks of two statue puppets, it will be a waste of practice." Chen Luo smiled slightly, waved his hand, and dispersed the space of the golden law.

"Even so, you don't have to take risks like this. After all, be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship. And after observation just now, I found that your cultivation has surged a lot. Don't make your foundation unstable." Nie Caizhu was still a little worried and reminded.

"Don't worry about Caizhu, I know it in my heart and will not lose my sense of duty." Chen Luo nodded.

"The restriction in the hall has been eliminated. Let's first see what treasures are there and quickly remove them so that the demons outside will also break in." Nie Caizhu knew that Chen Luo had always been steady in his behavior, so she only mentioned a sentence and then changed the topic.

Chen Luo nodded, turned his head and looked deep into the hall, then jumped up and fell, and rushed to the golden square table.

The golden light array covering the square table was dazzling and it was impossible to see what was placed on the square table.

Chen Luo pondered for a moment, bounced his fingers, and a white light filled with ripples shot out from his fingertips. It was the Sanxiao Miaoyin Technique that explored into the golden light array.

The golden light array suddenly surged like waves, easily shocking the white light of the Sanxiao easily backed.

"Who is hiding here? Come out!" Chen Luo's eyes condensed, and he suddenly looked at the void near the light array. The golden light at hand surged and he was about to attack.

"Haha, my friend's keen sense of spiritual consciousness, I just showed a little breath and immediately felt it by you, it's great!" A gentle applause sounded, and a faint golden light surged out of the void, turning into a blurred golden figure, and he smiled with his hands.

Through the golden light, you can vaguely see this is a slender middle-aged man with three long beards beating his chest. His appearance is not very handsome, his eyes are extremely bright, and he emits a passionate and exciting light, which makes people involuntarily feel a sense of respect from the heart, as if as long as this person waves his arms, he is willing to follow him to the world, even if he is buried on the battlefield, he is willing to do so.

"Who is your Excellency?" Chen Luo was so shocked that the heart sword in his mind was ready to move.

"You can call me Ji Ying. My friend's soul attack is extremely fierce. I am just a wisp of residual soul now, but I can't stand your attack." The figure raised his hand and waved it in front of him, chuckling.

"Ji Ying. Chen Luo had never heard of this name before, and his brows frowned slightly.

"You are Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi!" Nie Caizhu suddenly exclaimed.

"Xuanyuan Huangdi!" Chen Luo was shocked and looked at the golden figure carefully.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people in the world who recognize me now." When the golden figure heard this, he looked a little surprised and did not deny it.

"My younger generation Nie Caizhu, I have met Senior Xuanyuan! There is a sect in which the young woman is located, which worships portraits of many ancient sages, including portraits of seniors." Nie Caizhu said respectfully.

"So that's it, but I am not Ji Xuanyuan's original master, just a trace of divine thoughts left by him." The golden figure said quietly.

"In any case, the senior is a sage of our human race. I am more fortunate to practice the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic you passed down, and I have benefited a lot. Please accept the next bow." Shen Luo corrected his expression and bowed to Xuanyuan's remnant soul.

He was convinced by the Emperor Xuanyuan Huang, who laid the foundation of the human race.

Seeing this, Nie Caizhu also bowed her head and bowed.

The mirror demon didn't know who Xuanyuan Huangdi was, and he had no awe of him. However, when she saw Chen Luo and Nie Caizhu were both bowing, she hurriedly bowed like this.

"There is no need for three, let's get up." Xuanyuan Canhun showed a smile on his lips, his palms were raised, and an invisible force lifted the bodies of the three people.

"I am Chen Luo, I just dared to kill the four statues. Please forgive me, senior." Chen Luo said.

"It's okay, those four statues were condensed by me using the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and combined with the prohibitions here. It is a test for those who enter here. If you can defeat the four of them, you will pass my test." Xuanyuan Jianhun said with a smile.

Chen Luo's eyes moved, his previous guess was correct, and the four statues were indeed a test.

"I have heard that Xuanyuan Palace is a heritage place set up by Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan, but I don't know what kind of inheritance he left here?" He asked without bending around the bush.

"This matter is not urgent. I have been here alone for many years. Except for the little Taoist priest more than a hundred years ago, I have never seen anyone else. I am very lonely. Let's talk to me for a while. Let's talk about the inheritance later, and I will talk about it later." Xuanyuan Canhun said this.

"Senior, let us chat with you, so we are naturally willing. But at this moment, there is a group of demon disciples outside Xuanyuan Hall attacking the entrance ban. If time is delayed for a long time, they may attack the hall." Chen Luo glanced outside and said.

"It's okay, they can't open the gateway." Xuanyuan Canhun said calmly.

Chen Luo saw Xuanyuan's remnant soul full of confidence, and knew that he must be very confident and didn't say anything else.

"I live here, know nothing about the outside world, and I don't know what the situation in the three realms is now?" Xuanyuan Canhun called Shen Luo and sat down and asked.

"The situation in the three realms is not stable, and it can even be said to be turbulent. Senior may not know that Chiyou broke the seal again more than a hundred years ago, triggering the demon catastrophe of heaven and earth. Major forces in the three realms joined forces, countless casualties and injured, and paid a heavy price to seal it again." Chen Luo said with a serious expression.

"Oh, this is the case. Do you know the specific situation?" Xuanyuan's remnant soul asked slightly.

"During the Demonic Tribulation, I happened to be in a state of ill health. I had to wake up after sleeping for many years, and I had not experienced it myself." Chen Luo shook his head and said.

"I know a little." Nie Caizhu took over the conversation and described the situation of the demon catastrophe in detail.

Xuanyuan Canhun asked some details. As the young master of Putuo Mountain, Nie Caizhu answered many secret knowledge about the devil's calamity.

"So these things have happened over the years." Xuanyuan's remnant soul pondered, not knowing what he was thinking.
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