Chapter 1,790 This Thing Is Destined to Me

Chapter 1790: This thing is destined for me. Golden Finger came after I became emperor.

The beginning of evolution is awakening, and after the ninth level of awakening, there are shackles.

But if the shackles that imprison the body are not torn apart, it can be called the quasi-shackle state.

The strength will also exceed the ninth level of awakening.

At this point, if you continue to practice, it is inevitable to tear off the shackles.

Chu Feng suppressed the thoughts in his mind and strode down the mountain.

This journey was thrilling. Not to mention relaxing, my soul was almost gone. All my sorrows and emotions were gone.

He didn't plan to continue, he wanted to end this trip and go back to Qingyang Town.

On the way down the mountain, Chu Feng's sharp eyes saw a square, very regular stone in a crack.

"It doesn't look like a naturally formed thing. Doesn't it have something to do with the bronze civilization here?" Chu Feng picked up the stone, looked at it, and put it in his pocket.

This place is definitely not simple. Now I have picked up a piece of artifact that seems to be man-made. Maybe there is some way.

If it is really just an ordinary stone, then just throw it away later.

Who hasn’t picked up stones on the roadside?

"What is he doing? Are you going to show off to us after picking up a stone?" The demon in Qingyang Town laughed.

After knowing that Chu Feng's destination was Kunlun Mountain, they focused part of their attention on Chu Feng.

At this time, it is definitely not safe to go to Kunlun Mountain.

"That stone was his opportunity and the foundation of his rise." Meng Chuan was making tea, staring at the teapot intently without being distracted.

Perhaps, this is the so-called way of sincerity.

When Yaoyao heard this, his expression became serious.

Is this the foundation for Chu Feng to become a big shot?

Doesn't that mean that the origin of this stone is amazing, and it can even surpass her current state?

Yaoyao looked at the stone across the void, but found nothing.

"Is there something inside the stone?" Yaoyao asked, making a guess.

Meng Chuan nodded.

"Even I can't see through it..." Yaoyao didn't realize that there was still space inside the stone, hiding something.

A stone was able to hide it from her detection.

"Uncle Ling, when he comes back, don't tell him that the things inside this stone are amazing." Yaoyao said:

"Otherwise, his tail would still be raised to the sky."

"Damn it, I really want to collect this stone just like I used to collect his New Year's money, and covet him at the critical moment." Yaoyao Digu.

Meng Chuan glanced at Yaoyao and knew that Yaoyao didn't want to seize Chu Feng's opportunity, but simply wanted to take advantage of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's new year's money was first collected by Chu Zhiyuan and his wife for safekeeping. After Yaoyao arrived, Yaoyao took it for safekeeping.

Taking Chu Feng's New Year's money and treating Chu Feng to a meal, Chu Feng also asked Chu Feng to say thank you to Sister Yaoyao. Sister Yaoyao was so kind and generous.

Just a bully.

A tribe in the distance of Kunlun Mountain, Chu Feng is staying here today.

He thought about what he had encountered today and was still surprised.

Then Chu Feng took out the stone, looked at it carefully, and found that there seemed to be some lines on the stone, but he didn't know whether it was naturally formed or carved on it.

The lines were dim and you wouldn't notice them unless you looked carefully. Chu Feng touched those lines.

"Qi Cha!"

A soft sound came from the stone, and Chu Feng quickly put the stone down, fearing that something bad would happen.

Then Chu Feng discovered that there was a crack in the stone, making it look like an openable stone box.

The function of the stone box is obvious, it must be used to store things.

In other words, this is probably a man-made thing, and there is something unknown hidden in it.

"Is it an antique?"

Chu Feng took precautions and then opened the lid of the stone box.

The space inside is not large, perhaps it can be said that it is very small.

It's impossible to put big things in there.

After seeing what was inside, Chu Feng was even more disappointed.

That's it?

Inside the stone box, there were no antiquities or magic weapons, only three seeds.

A seed is pitch black, shriveled and deformed. It looks lifeless and probably won't sprout.

The second seed was purple-brown, oblate and round, as if it had been pressed, and was about the size of a fingernail. It seemed to be in better condition than the first seed.

The last seed was better than the first two.

Its skin has some wrinkles, but it is still plump, and it looks like a seed. It is not strangely shaped. It is still round and full of life, but it is a little withered and yellow.

It looks like there is still a chance to survive.

"What are the uses of seeds?" Chu Feng couldn't figure it out. "Can a fairy be grown from seeds?"

It is the seed left by Shen Nong, and it must be planted to survive.

Chu Feng studied the three seeds again, watered them, and buried them in the soil, but it was all useless.

Finally, it was determined that there should be no way to make them germinate using ordinary methods.

Picked up a loneliness.

Not to mention Chu Feng, Chu Zhiyuan and his wife, who were far away in Shuntian, and Yaoyao also carefully explored the three seeds without missing any place.

Even with their strength, nothing was discovered.

In the end, Yaoyao could only ask Meng Chuan, "Is there anything mysterious about those three seeds?"

"Those three seeds are very ancient, even before your time."

"They have always existed on the earth, but when you were at your most brilliant, you couldn't find anything unusual about these three seeds."

Meng Chuan said, looking into the void, the stone box reflected in his eyes, and he was in a daze.

"Uncle Ling, Uncle Ling!" Yaoyao put his hand in front of Meng Chuan and shook it.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Meng Chuan came back to his senses, with some strange colors in his eyes.

"I feel like those three seeds are mine..."

When he saw the three seeds, Meng Chuan was shocked, his heart was shaken, and his spirit jumped wildly.

These three seeds, including the stone box, are of extremely high quality and give Meng Chuan a very, very familiar feeling.

Yaoyao was stunned after hearing Meng Chuan's words, looked around, and whispered:

"Uncle Ling, let's be restrained and reserved, and don't be so direct."

She was just thinking about saving the opportunity for Chu Feng for the time being.

As a result, Uncle Ling opened his mouth and said these three seeds were his.

This is too direct, it doesn't even cover up.

Sure enough, ginger is still as spicy as ever, and his face is still as thick as ever.

When you see a lot of things, you say they are yours.

"No, I'm serious. These three seeds seem to be really mine." Meng Chuan said seriously, seriously.

"You are destined to me."

Yaoyao did not refute Meng Chuan again. What you say is yours is yours. Who dares to object?

Meng Chuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Qing Yanniao's tea and fell into deep thought.

He does feel this way, and it's not shameless.

Chu Feng takes the stone box and what he has seen and heard on his way back. On his way back, he will find that the world has changed and will never be the same again.

Qingyang Town is right next to Taihang Mountain. Meng Chuan and Yaoyao can clearly and intuitively see the changes in the world.

With the beginning of the changes in the world, large mountains rise from time to time in the Taihang Mountains.

It is a mountain peak that appears out of thin air, very strange.

Some peaks are so tall that they pierce into the sky and cannot be reached at a glance.

Yaoyao watched the changes in Taihang Mountain, and the scenery she was familiar with began to return.

In her time, this Taihang Mountain was the real Taihang Mountain.

And this is just the beginning. As time goes by and the changes in the world intensify, Taihang Mountain will return to its original appearance bit by bit.

The great era has arrived.

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