She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

After a long time, the momentum dissipated.

Chen Pingan slowly opened his eyes and couldn't hide his smile.

After getting up, Chen Pingan bowed deeply in the direction of the old man's departure and expressed his gratitude, because he knew very well that without the old man's guidance just now, Chen Pingan might have needed to step into the innate realm if he wanted to. How long.

After getting up, Chen Pingan returned to his room as quickly as possible without any hesitation.

At the same time, Mr. Dou, Mr. Xu and Tang Xing were waiting for him in his room.

"Congratulations to the alliance leader for entering the innate realm."

After seeing Chen Ping'an, Mr. Xu and Mr. Dou raised their hands and clasped their fists at the same time, saying with joy on their faces.

"It's just a fluke." Chen Ping'an responded lightly, and then told the two elders, "Please guard the door for me and don't let anyone in."

Hearing this, Mr. Xu and Mr. Dou nodded, and then came to guard Chen Ping'an's door.

At the same time, Chen Pingan also took out the bronze box that had been hidden under the bed.

The reason why he was so eager to enter the innate realm was to unlock the secret of the bronze box and find the whereabouts of the eighth dragon burial needle.

Therefore, after Chen Pingan took out the bronze box, he sat cross-legged without hesitation and slowly poured all his internal energy into the bronze box.

With the slight movement, a very subtle clicking sound gradually sounded inside, and the expression on Zheng Pingan's face gradually became solemn.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the bronze box slowly opened.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Chen Pingan's face. Then he carefully placed the bronze box on the desk in front of him and saw a sheepskin map.

The moment he saw the map, Chen Ping'an was extremely excited, because he knew very well that this map must mark the whereabouts of the eighth Dragon Burial Needle.

Thinking of this, Chen Pingan carefully took out the parchment and observed it carefully.

What surprised him was that the map drawn on the parchment was not of the United States, but of the country.

But Chen Ping'an soon figured out that it was always safer to keep something as important as the Dragon Burial Needle at home than abroad.

And this is not a bad thing for Chen Pingan, because as long as he returns to the country, he can use this map to find the eighth Dragon Burial Needle very smoothly.

But when Chen Pingan was thinking this, he was surprised to find that the map was incomplete.

After discovering this, the expression on Chen Pingan's face became gloomy. The incomplete map was like pouring cold water on him, making the happiness and excitement in his heart completely disappear.

"Why this expression?" Tang Xing on the side couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you already get the map?"

"See for yourself."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but sigh, and then threw the map to Tang Xing.

After Tang Xing took the map and observed it, he sighed with a very helpless expression on his face: "The seniors before were really capable of tormenting people."

"Ugh."

Chen Pingan lamented again. He did not expect that he had spent so much effort to travel abroad, and after experiencing so many dangers, he only got a incomplete map.

Of course, the biggest headache for him was where to find the remaining maps.

You know, he knows nothing about the whereabouts of the remaining maps.

The world is so big. If you want to collect all the maps, without clues, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Click.

Just when Chen Pingan was very distressed, a crisp sound came from the bronze box again.

Hearing this sound, Chen Ping'an couldn't wait to come to the bronze box, and then discovered that there was a mezzanine at the bottom of the bronze box.

Seeing this, Chen Pingan opened the mezzanine without hesitation, because he firmly believed that his predecessors would not leave him any clues.

Sure enough, everything was as Chen Pingan expected. Hidden under the mezzanine was a letter.