Shinto Emperor

Chapter 462 Stone Turtle Resurrection
At the entrance, on the left side, a gazebo appeared in front of everyone.

The gazebo was quite dilapidated, as if it was on the verge of falling, and beside the railing of the gazebo, a stone statue stood quietly.

"Is this the stone turtle?"

Jian Xiaoming looked at the stone turtle at this moment, and smacked his mouth.

"This stone turtle is basically a dead thing, how could it come back to life?"

Li Yangzhao looked at Qin Chen, cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Qin, if you can wake up the stone turtle, I, Qingyun Sect, will keep my promise."

If the stone tortoise really existed, it could solve a big problem that Qing Yunzong was facing now.

For this alone, it is not unacceptable for Qin Chen to become their suzerain.

After all, that trouble is the top priority now.

"Row!"

With his hands behind his hands, Qin Chen walked under the gazebo and sat down.

At this moment, Jian Xiaoming walked up to the stone turtle, touched the smooth head of the stone turtle, and couldn't help but said: "The stone turtle has become a spirit, that's really evil..."

He didn't know why Qin Chen was so confident.

At this moment, the five elders were also nervous.

The stone turtle symbolizes the Qingyun sect's patron saint, and the ancestors said that the resurrection of the stone turtle is the way for the Qingyun sect to prosper.

If Qin Chen can really do it, maybe this son will be the beginning of Qing Yunzong's great prosperity.

I saw Qin Chen sitting in the gazebo without making any move for a long time.

The people around were also waiting patiently.

But as time passed, everyone gradually became impatient.

"Will it work?"

"Is this kid cheating on us?"

"I think you are making fun of us?"

Several elders and disciples couldn't help but start talking.

"To shut up!"

Lao Wei looked up at this moment, opened his eyes, and said lightly: "Just wait slowly."

As soon as these words came out, everyone tremblingly shut their mouths and said no more.

They don't want to touch Lao Wei's coercion.

Qin Chen sat on the stone bench, looked at the stone table in front of him, and stroked his hands slowly.

"How many years..."

A touch of lament, a touch of nostalgia.

"Old Gui, maybe you have forgotten me?"

Lightly tap the stone table with your finger, at this moment, a game of chess appears on the table, black and white pieces are at this moment, killing evenly.

"Xuantian!"

"Mingyue!"

"Golden!"

"Armor!"

"Turtle Walk!"

Qin Chen seemed to be talking to himself, with a slightly goddamn look on his face.

And the chessboard is becoming clearer at this moment.

Suddenly, Qin Chen's figure was still in place, but in his mind, there was another scene.

On a huge chessboard, two figures slowly stood still.

Qin Chen was dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, and said nothing.

In front of him, an old man stood up slowly, as if waking up from a very long time ago.

Opening his eyes, looking at the figure in front of him, the old man suddenly trembled.

"You should know who I am?" Qin Chen said slowly.

"Know!"

With a plop, the old man knelt on the ground, prostrated his hands in front of him, bowed his head and said, "This old slave sees the Great Emperor!"

"I told you not to call yourself an old slave."

"No, no, no!" The old man clasped his hands and said, "If it wasn't for the great emperor, I would have already become a cultivated loess, and my disciples and grandchildren would have already faced the disaster of extinction!"

Hearing this, Qin Chen didn't say much.

"I'm back now!"

Qin Chen said again: "So, everything will change. Originally, I didn't want to wake you up, but since I sealed your soul in the Xuanming golden turtle back then, so that you survived, maybe now, I should wake you up too. "

"After all, I think Zhongsheng Qingyunzong, if your disciples and grandchildren don't open their eyes, they might provoke me, and killing them all at that time will make you very sad!"

As soon as the words came out, the old man trembled, and hurriedly said: "The emperor is wise and decisive. If those guys dare to disobey the emperor, where does the emperor need to personally take action, the old slave will kill those unfilial animals!"

"Sleeping for tens of thousands of years, so murderous?"

Qin Chen smiled lightly and said, "I'm just in case. After all, your disciples and grandchildren don't know anything. I'm afraid they will get used to being arrogant and make me unhappy."

"No, no, don't worry, the emperor, if they are like this, I will definitely kill them!"

"okay!"

Qin Chen said again: "Now that you have awakened, let's go back. Although I have wronged you by making you use the body of the Xuanming golden armored turtle as a container, I didn't have a perfect plan to save your life back then."

"The emperor is very polite, and the villain is very grateful."

"If the Emperor hadn't suppressed the thing under my faction, my faction would have disappeared long ago. Now I can maintain prosperity. Thanks to the Great Emperor for his help. It is lucky that the old slave can save his life!"

Hearing this, Qin Chen waved his hand and signaled the old man to get up.

But the old man still knelt down on the ground and did not move.

Qin Chen ignored it, and said again: "Over the years, have there been any changes in those underground things?"

"Reporting to the Great Emperor, no!" The old man hurriedly said: "It must be the great power of the Great Emperor that made them lose their souls, and if there is no new Emperor born, those guys would not dare to appear."

"do not have it……"

Qin Chen said slowly: "It seems that Ming Yuan was not killed by those things."

"The death of Mr. Mingyuan may not have much to do with the sect in Jiuyou, it is very likely that it came from other continents..."

The old man said slowly: "After all, everyone wants to get the source of the continent, the heart of Jiuyou is the source of the Jiuyou continent, how many people covet it..."

"Interesting..."

Qin Chen said slowly: "It seems that not only those things are always thinking about it, but there are also people outside."

"Now that you're awake, help me fool those guys first, and everyone will regard you as a tortoise and the patron saint of Qingyun Sect."

"The old slave understands!"

Qin Chen stood between the chessboards and exhaled.

Time flies and everything changes.

In the Land of Nine Nethers, there are many sects fighting each other, but they don't know that there is an even more terrifying existence under their feet.

And in the adjacent land of Jiuyou Continent, there are also people who covet it.

Ming Yuan was probably killed by those people, and Celestine was also very likely trapped by those people.

All of this, he must find out who is behind the scenes.

At this moment, Qin Chen was sitting in the gazebo, closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Jian Xiaoming became impatient at the moment.

Jian Xiaoming sat down on the stone turtle with his legs clamped on the stone turtle's head, and couldn't help but patted his head: "Shigui Shigui, you are just a stone, tell me how you can be resurrected, I Brother Chen is too simple, right?"

"Who is touching my head?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded slowly, with a plop, and then suddenly, Jian Xiaoming fell to the ground with his buttocks, his eyes staring straight at the stone turtle who was sitting under him just now.

He... is really alive!
(End of this chapter)