Chapter 2050: The First Saint

Shen Muxian was stunned, the girl's message flashed in his memory, and he replied: "Ling'er, I'm fine, but suddenly a little irritable."
"Sister, you've been studying the fourth artifact these days, I'm afraid it's a bit tired. Or, you go outside to relax?" Xuanyuan Linger took Shen Muxian's hand and said with concern: "Also, Linger The current refinement cultivation base has reached the master, and you can also share it with your sister."
Shen Muxian felt Xuanyuan Ling'er's concern, and the little girl was very cute and lovable, and her depression seemed to be reduced a lot.
"It's okay, I yell it out, and I feel comfortable." Shen Muxian smiled, patted her little hand, and said: "Looking back, I will continue to study the refining method of the fourth artifact."
"Well, sister, don't be too reluctant." When she said this, Xuanyuan Ling'er's eyes flickered, as if a little disappointed.
Shen Muxian did not notice this, but recalled the information about the fourth artifact.
The fourth artifact, named Kunlun, was made by the first saint Xuanyuan Lingyin.
However, in the middle of the refining process, Xuanyuan Lingyin unexpectedly fell, leaving only a message for the clansmen, and that was the idea of ​​the fourth artifact.
However, Xuanyuan Wulin had the heart to fight against the Qiang clan, and finally decided to let Xuanyuan Xianer complete this artifact.
"Tsk tsk, the fourth artifact, it seems to be very fun." Shen Muxian's eyes lit up. She is a technician. Now that she has such a artifact to do research and pass the time for herself, it is naturally better.
Without waiting for the ceremony to end, Shen Muxian hurriedly walked to Xuanyuan's forbidden area.
In her capacity, it is a very simple matter to enter the forbidden area.
Soon, Shen Muxian came to a secret room.
There are all kinds of magic weapons in it, which are all the magic weapons refined by the saints of the past dynasties.
In the middle of this secret room, there is an egg-like thing. This is the embryo of the fourth artifact.
Shen Muxian looked at Kunlun curiously, raised his hand in a mysterious manner, and touched this egg.
Suddenly, a mysterious force struck.
Before Shen Muxian had time to exclaim, he felt that her consciousness was pulled out of the body and entered a void.
"Where is this place?" She looked around in panic, and there was nothing but emptiness here.
At this moment, a figure gradually appeared, standing in front of Shen Muxian.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Shen Muxian shuddered and retreated subconsciously, but here was a void, no matter how she retreated, she couldn't move her body.
"Do not be afraid."
When this figure fully appeared, it was a beautiful woman.
"If you can enter here, you should be the saint of Xuanyuan family?"
"Yes." Shen Muxian couldn't help but relax seeing the beautiful woman in front of her and feeling very kind to her. "I am the twelfth-generation saint, Xuanyuan Xian'er."
"Has it been for twelve generations?" The woman lowered her eyes, and her voice revealed a long thought. "However, if you can enter here, it should be the idea of ​​fighting Kunlun, right?"
"Yeah!" Shen Muxian didn't conceal it, and said in a deep voice: "The Xuanyuan clan is now driven by the Qiang clan to the Hanyou Forest, living some secluded lives. We want to re-emerge, we can only rely on the fourth artifact, Kunlun's power."
"You are wrong." The woman shook her head and said with a wry smile: "Once Kunlun appears, he will only destroy the Xuanyuan clan, and will not let the Xuanyuan clan rise, and even the entire Central Plains will be destroyed by him."