The stone inscription left by the Dragon Emperor?

Everyone knows that although this thing is not as good as the "Dragon Clan Secret Technique", it is a blessing. If you can understand the essence of the inscription, you can get considerable benefits.

"Damn, these dragon folks are all tilted, what the hell does it mean?" Huang Xuer muttered a few words, scratching her head for a long time, but she couldn't start.

Chen Changsheng stared at the words on the stone tablet, frowned.

"This... these are not dragon texts, but soul treasures? The artistic conception left by the Dragon Emperor allows future generations to comprehend and cultivate the soul treasures?" Chen Changsheng's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

"The artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor?"

Hearing Chen Changsheng's whimper, everyone's breathing was stagnant and became rapid.

The gun realm, the sword intent... is more than tens of millions of miles away from the artistic conception left by the Dragon Emperor.

In other words, if you can understand the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor on the stone tablet, the benefits you get are no less than an ordinary "Dragon Clan Secret Technique", and even comparable to dozens of waste bones.

"This artistic conception should be left by Emperor Qingzhe!" Chen Changsheng stared at one of the dragon-shaped characters with his eyebrows frowned, and murmured with uncertainty.

No one expected that it was this kid from the Cave Xuan Realm who first understood the secret of the stone tablet. When he recalled his arrogant remarks at the beginning, Di Ting sneered: "Little beast, what if you let you see through the secret of the stone tablet? With your cultivation level, you also want to understand the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor?"

"Hmph! The Chen family of the Yin Yin Dynasty, wait until I get the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor, and then I will deal with you slowly." Liu Xuanhu glanced at Chen Changsheng intentionally or unintentionally and sneered.

Obviously, the people and beasts sitting cross-legged in front of the stone tablet were not optimistic about Chen Changsheng.

How easy is it to understand the artistic conception left by the Dragon Emperor?

Even if you have extraordinary qualifications and your cultivation is too low, you will not be able to control these artistic conceptions left by the Dragon Emperor.

The old man in white robe did not expect that Chen Changsheng had only taken more than twenty breaths to see through the secret of the stone tablet. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes and said slowly: "I almost forgot to say that you only have three incense sticks. If you haven't understood it yet, please leave yourself!"

Three incense sticks?

Understand the artistic conception left by the Dragon Emperor?

What a joke? Not to mention the artistic conception left by the Dragon Emperor, even if it is just a piece of wild bone, if you want to understand a trace of true meaning, it is not something that can be accomplished with three or two incense sticks!

The old man in white robe was placed in front of him, and this was a holy ruin. Although a group of people were dissatisfied, they did not dare to disobey his words, and they all calmed their minds on the stone tablet.

After one stick of incense.

"hold head high!"

Just hearing a dragon roar, I saw a dragon-shaped word that evolved into a earth flame dragon soul and entered Di Ting's sea of ​​souls. Di Ting, who was originally silent, suddenly appeared on the beast's face.

"Damn, that damn old beast actually realized a dragon's will so quickly?" Huang Xu'er cursed inwardly, and became more and more urgent regardless of the sweat beads on her face.

"hold head high……"

Several dragon roars in succession.

Not only Di Ting, but also Liu Xuanhu, Qixuan Holy Land, and Beast Veins have already understood a dragon's meaning. Even Bai Ningxue beside Chen Changsheng also understood a candle dragon's artistic conception and began to fight against the candle dragon's artistic conception in the soul sea.

Only Chen Changsheng still stared at the stone tablet without any gain, dazed in a daze.

Everyone also saw that although the artistic conception on this stone tablet was left by the Dragon Emperor, it was not complicated and obscure. It was easier to understand the wild bones than refining. After all, this soul treasure was left by the Dragon Emperor to the dragon sons and grandchildren of their later generations.

Of course, it is not difficult to understand these Dragon Emperor's artistic conceptions, but it is not easy to control them.

After two incense sticks.

Di Ting with a painful face, Bai Ningxue, Liu Xuanhu... opened his eyes one after another.

Everyone has a feeling of lingering fear.

"It's so dangerous. If I hadn't gritted my teeth and held on until the end, I would have probably been bursting with the artistic conception of the Earth Flame Dragon Emperor." Di Ting tickled his mouth and said.

In the time of two incense sticks, more than a dozen people and beasts had realized it and mastered the artistic conception left by the Dragon Emperor, as well as several holy places and people from the Demon Palace were struggling to compete with the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor.

Seeing Chen Changsheng, until now, it seemed that he had not even touched the threshold of the Dragon Emperor's artistic conception. Di Ting, sweating profusely, sneered: "Hehe, it seems that this kid not only has poor cultivation but also has an outrageous understanding. What a pity that the Dragon Emperor's inheritance has nothing to do with him."

"Dieting, you are so stupid. He cured the Dragon Blood Fruit Tree. It was just that he accidentally hit him. Do you think this kid really has the ability to do it?" Huang Xuer, who also mastered the artistic conception of the emperor, smiled with a sneer on his face.

"There's half a stick of incense left! This kid has no hope." Liu Xuanhu shook his head and smiled gloatingly. Everyone knew very well that if Chen Changsheng was allowed to obtain the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor, they would not be so easy to deal with this kid and threaten him to exchange for "The Secret Technique of the Dragon Clan".

If it were ordinary cave monks, they would probably not even look at each other, let alone be deeply afraid.

However, when Chen Changsheng was in the grotto, he cured the dragon blood fruit tree, which was helpless and left a considerable shadow in their hearts.

Half incense stick?

They have experienced it personally, so they naturally know how powerful these Dragon Emperor's artistic conceptions are. Not to mention that Chen Changsheng has not yet touched the threshold, even if he has understood it now, half a stick of incense is not enough for him to refine these Dragon Emperor's artistic conceptions.

Only Bai Ningxue looked at Chen Changsheng with a nervous look on his face. Even the old man in white robe couldn't help but shake his head, glanced at Chen Changsheng with disappointment, and withdrew his gaze.

"Senior, it's impossible for the rest to refine the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor. End this level earlier!" Huang Xuer looked at the old man in white robe.

"The time has not come yet, why are you anxious?" Bai Ningxue frowned and said lightly.

"kindness?"

Seeing a little girl, she dared to contradict herself. Huang Xuer's face darkened and she smiled and said, "Little girl, do you think that kid still has a chance?"

"hold head high……"

As soon as Huang Xuer finished speaking, a sarcastic artistic conception flew out of the stone tablet and entered Chen Changsheng's soul sea.

The smile on Huang Xuer's face stopped abruptly, and then sneered: "I just realized it now, it's too late! It's not too late for half a stick of incense, it's just a cave realm..."

“An…An…An…An…An…An…”

Before Huang Xu'er finished speaking, the stone tablet suddenly roared and the artistic conceptions of different expressions flew out of the stone tablet, which made the people around him stunned.

Before they could react, they saw more than twenty artistic conceptions entering Chen Changsheng's soul sea.

"this……"

Seeing this scene, the old man in the white robe also trembled. He looked at Chen Changsheng's weak body incredibly, his lips trembled.

You should know that even in the heyday of the Holy Ruins, there are very few dragon clans who can comprehend the two or thirty artistic conceptions in less than three incense sticks.

Moreover, all the dragon clans who can do this are like prides of heaven.

A warrior from the Cave Xuan Realm can actually compete with the talent of the dragon clan's pride?

How is this possible?

The old man in white robe looked at Chen Changsheng with a messy face.
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