Chapter 3: My name is Lu Chen

The last disciple of the Flying Snake Sect remained, conscientiously standing in place, wondering in his mind, what realm is the young man in front of him? Or Transcendent Realm, or Yuan Shen Realm?
One path of cultivation is divided into body-refining state, qi-condensing state, marrow-washing state, transcendent state, and primordial spirit state.
Each realm is divided into five small realms, the early stage, the middle stage, the later stage, the peak, and the perfection.
No matter how high the strength of this young man is, at least he is above the marrow-cleansing realm, because most of them are at the peak of body refining and wandering in the early and middle stages of the condensing state.
The shopkeeper and the blessed middle-aged shopkeeper originally thought that this young man would be unlucky, but he never expected that more than a dozen disciples of the Flying Snake Sect were killed, and they were very surprised.
"Bring a message when you go back, let your Sect Master wash your neck and wait, and follow Fang Changlin's rebellion, you must be ready to die," the remaining disciple of the Flying Snake Sect in the young Xian Ni said lightly.
With an invisible pressure in his eyes, the Flying Snake Sect disciple could not breathe.
However, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, because he knew that he had survived. This young man needed a message, and he was the lucky one among more than a dozen disciples.
"I don't know who your surname is or whose name is, I'm good for business", the disciple of the Flying Snake Sect asked with a trembling mouth.
"My name is Lu Chen"
The young man stood up, watched the Flying Snake Sect disciple say something, and then left the tavern.
"Lu Chen, why is this name so familiar"
The disciple of the Flying Snake Sect looked at Lu Chen's departure, muttered to himself in doubt, and suddenly thought of something, his expression was shocked, could it be the Prince Si Lu Chen who they discussed earlier.
The man who disappeared for five years.
Didn't it mean that when he disappeared at the age of eighteen, he had no cultivation base, five years later, he became so powerful.
The disciple of the Flying Snake Sect was not staying for a long time and left the tavern in a hurry. He wanted to go back and report the news.
Lu Chen walked on the street. Pedestrians hurried on the street. After walking for almost ten minutes, he finally came to a magnificent palace. The gate of the palace was heavily guarded.
"Who, this is the forbidden area of ​​the palace, please leave quickly"
A group of soldiers in military uniforms saw Lu Chen approaching, and they quickly warned nervously. At the same time, they pulled out their swords and aimed them at Lu Chen.
"I've only been away for five years, don't you all recognize me?" Lu Chen glanced at them and said lazily.
"You are Your Highness"
Finally, an older guard rubbed his eyes and made sure that he was right.
"His Royal Highness is back"
Then, he exclaimed in excitement.
The surrounding guards heard what the old guard said, all of their tight expressions relaxed. His Royal Highness has disappeared for five years, and he didn't expect to come back at this juncture.
"His Royal Highness, the situation is critical now, you should leave as soon as possible," the old guard looked at Lu Chen and said.
Because everyone in the Lu Kingdom knows that His Royal Highness does not like to practice. He traveled as an ordinary person for five years. Now it is a miracle to be alive. Now the general is drawing the surrounding forces and preparing to force the palace.
It was not time for your Highness to return.
These guards were loyal to Lu Zhengheng, so he persuaded Lu Chen to leave.
"go away"
Lu Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "I crossed a region so badly, and rushed back. You tell me to leave, even my own Lao Tzu can't see me."
When the surrounding guards heard Lu Chen's words, they were slightly embarrassed, and one of them said quickly: "His Royal Highness, since you are back, come in now."
Lu Chen walked in and asked casually, "Is my old man dead?"
The guards around were speechless. Where did a son ask his father like this, one of the guards looked sad: "His Royal Highness, the king is now in a coma and is in a coma. I don't know if he can survive."
"Take me to see him" Lu Chen ordered.
"Notify the national division, open the formation"
One guard opened his mouth and said, the other guards took Lu Chen to the palace where the king was resting. Along the way, not even a maid was seen, except for the men.
A guard seemed to see Lu Chen's doubts, and said embarrassingly: "His Royal Highness, the female family members in the palace are almost deported, and some have secretly escaped."
"When I have time, I will explain it in detail with your Highness."
As he walked, he finally walked into Lu Zhengheng's palace. On top of a piece of colored glaze lay a middle-aged man, his face was red and his face was sweaty.
Although he was in a coma, did his face twitch? It seemed that he was suffering great pain.
"No, it's not the fire scorpion poison, it should be the fire of the fire scorpion king" Next to him, an old man was giving the unconscious Lu Zhengheng pulse while muttering to himself.
Suddenly heard movement behind him, and turned his head, he saw a group of guards walking in surrounded by a young man in Tsing Yi.
"Report to Master Modan, Your Highness is back," a guard said with a fist to the old man.
"Old Mo, I haven't seen you for five years, don't come here unharmed," Lu Chen said with a smile.
Mo Lao was an alchemist named Mo Xingkong who had gone out to practice and make friends before his father was the king. Mo Xingkong forced him to read alchemy and prepared to give him his alchemy.
But at that time, Lu Chen had no intention of practicing, and often let Mo Xingkong dove, but Mo Xingkong was so angry.
"His Royal Highness, why are you back?" Mo Xingkong looked at Lu Chen in surprise.
"Come back and see"
Lu Chen said with a smile, then walked to the bed and asked, "Is the old man okay?"
The Chinese character face lying on the bed is his old man Lu Zhengheng.
Standing one meter away from the bed, Lu Chen could feel a hot air radiating from Lu Zhengheng's body, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Is it a kind of fire poison?"
Mo Xingkong returned to his normal expression and nodded: "The situation is not optimistic. I thought it was an ordinary fire scorpion poison. The fourth-grade ice heart pill should be able to detoxify, but I didn't expect that this ice heart pill was not only useless, but made the king unconscious. , The condition gets worse."
"It should be a poison made from the blood of Fire Scorpion King."
"The blood of the Demon King, it is very poisonous, it's a big handwriting." Lu Chen's eyes flashed.
In the territory of Xiangguo, there is a red land, living a huge monster race, the fire scorpion race, the fire scorpion is very big, basically about the size of a human.
The level of monster beasts is divided into first-order monsters, second-tier monsters, third-tier monsters, fourth-tier monsters, fifth-tier monsters, and sixth-tier monsters.
Corresponding to the realm of human cultivation: Refining Body, Condensing Qi, Washing Marrow, Transcendent, Primordial Spirit, and King.
Among them, Tier 6 monsters are also known as the existence of the Demon King level.
The king of the Fire Scorpion clan belongs to the existence of the Demon King level.
The highly poisoned blood of the Fire Scorpion King can indeed poison the king's realm. Lu Chen smiled and said: "It seems that Xiang Guotie is going to kill the old man. It takes a lot of money to exchange the Fire Scorpion King blood. The price."