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Chapter 7 The So-called Master and Servant

"Your real body?"

Su Chen looked at Xiaolong in confusion. He thought the little dragon was dead and only his soul was left.

Seeing his doubts, Xiaolong nodded, feeling helpless, "Just promise me, if you don't believe in your words and go back on your word, you will definitely make your life worse than death."

People from the Dragon Clan have always kept their promises, so they are very serious when they say this. They are not joking. If the person in front of them violates what they say, even if they die together, they will not make it easy for them.

"Where is your true identity?"

"have no idea."

Speaking of this, Xiaolong felt very distressed. After his soul was shattered by his father, he was sent to the aristocratic family. Now, he doesn’t know where his true body is. His unscrupulous parents don’t know where he is now.

Compared to Xiaolong's distress, Su Chen only felt a headache. This guy didn't even know where he was. How could he help him?

"But you don't need to worry. As long as I am strong enough, I can feel where I am."

Its explanation made Su Chen helpless. If it was strong, what else would it have to do?

Of course, he would never say these words. Those who know the times are heroes. Although this dragon is a little weak, it seems that it is much more knowledgeable than himself. If he has the help, it will be much better than himself to do it randomly.

"So, what should we do now?"

Su Chen was a little helpless. This period of time was too different from what happened in his short year. No matter what, he was just a twelve-year-old boy. Even if he had experienced worldly sufferings since childhood, he would not have much ability.

As for the little dragon around him, although he has no experience of vicissitudes of life, it has lived for hundreds of years and is cognizant of Su Chen.

"Didn't I say it, go into the forest."

Xiaolong gave him a blank look and was even more dissatisfied with the master. Su Chen knew that he could not compete with anyone at all now, so he did not complain. Looking at the gloomy forest with a strange smell, he just frowned.

"Are you following me?"

He looked at Xiaolong and said seriously. This was not because he talked too much. If he had gone in, he would definitely not be able to get out without Xiaolong's help. Xiaolong was also very clear about this. He jumped gently and stood on his shoulder, quite arrogant.

The reason why the curse forest is called the curse forest is that it has its own terrible places. Every grass and tree here is not an ordinary person. If you are not careful, it will be fatal. Since the existence of this forest, no one has ever walked out of this forest healthily.

Along the way, Xiaolong couldn't rest, and popularized Su Chen a lot of knowledge about martial arts in this era.

I have lived in the City God Temple since I was a child. People there are trying every means to make a living, so no one will think about practicing at all. So for so many years, Su Chen didn't know what the specific cultivation was like.

Now after listening to Xiaolong’s explanation, I feel that this world is far more exciting than I imagined.

The City God Temple where he lives is simply a place where beasts are trapped.

Xiaolong said that everyone has their own spiritual energy in their body, which was given by God. It comes from all things, with wood energy as the leader. Many people have spiritual energy but no wood energy. Such practitioners will not become masters even if they have the highest talent. Therefore, having wood energy is the most basic requirement for cultivation.

The richer the wood energy, the more perverted it is.

When listening to this, Su Chen asked his own situation quietly, but Xiaolong took a look.

In this world, in addition to the wood energy, there are also meridians that are particularly important. Good meridians can withstand more spiritual energy, which is extremely important for those who have just practiced.

Although spiritual energy is gentle, it accumulates a lot. Once it does not have enough powerful meridians, it is very common to explode the body. There are many people who explode because of cultivation.

There are pills that can nourish meridians on the market now, but!!!

The premise of all this is that the meridians must be at least open!

Xiaolong felt a headache when he thought of this. If the meridians were fragile, they could still be changed through acquired efforts. Even if Su Chen tried his best, he would have nothing to do.

People born with veins are like people abandoned by God. No one cares about them. The meridians on their bodies cannot absorb a little spiritual energy at all. It is like pouring water into steel. It is impossible to succeed.

Such people are at the lowest level in this world, but it is really rare to see people like Su Chen who have one-third of their meridians.

Xiaolong can only explain this as this kid is lucky.

What makes people even more incredible is that although only one-third of his meridians can be used, even Xiaolong is shocked.

You know, such strong toughness is not something that ordinary people can have.

"The little Jiuer you mentioned is really your benefactor!"

Su Chen's explanation made Xiaolong sigh. If he was not mistaken, the identity of that Xiao Jiuer would definitely be extraordinary.

"Where is the aristocratic family?"

As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, he saw Xiaolong raise his eyebrows and look at him, "What? Do you think you can leave the aristocratic family as you are like now?"

"I'll go someday!"

"Do you know that in the forest you are so afraid of, a maid can easily leave any maid in the aristocratic family?"

Xiaolong's tone was a little sarcastic, but it was not a joke. The threshold of aristocratic families was not something that anyone could go. Even if Su Chen could really reach that point one day, he was afraid that the daylily would be cold at that time. (To be continued)
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