Chapter 230: Jinzhengye's goal (for subscription)

"here is?"
Jin Wenbin's voice came.
I saw that Jin Wenbin had already arrived inside the tomb.
"Grandson, you are finally here."
Jin Zhengye sat on the dragon chair, looking down at Jin Wenbin.
"Ok?"
Jin Wenbin looked around and saw Jin Zhengye on the dragon chair at a glance.
"you are?"
Jin Wenbin frowned, not thinking of who the person in front of him was.
Suddenly, a picture flashed across Jin Wenbin's mind, and he knelt down in astonishment.
"See Grandpa Emperor!!!"
"Get up."
Although Jin Wenbin was not born when Jin Zhengye died, he can only know the appearance of his ancestors through the memory crystals and portraits.
The imperial tomb is different from other places. Without the permission of the Golden Emperor, no one is allowed to enter, because in the imperial tomb there is the most important thing of the Golden Origin Kingdom, that is, the dragon veins of the Golden Origin Kingdom.
Without it, Jinyuan Country will be in chaos, and Jinyuan City will not be an invincible city. Because only the Golden Emperor can mobilize the dragon veins and can use it for himself, and within the scope of the dragon veins, the Golden Emperor is truly invincible. This kind of invincible existence, even the immortals, cannot defeat the Golden Emperor. Unless the power of the dragon veins is exhausted.
Because of the importance of the imperial tomb, Jin Wenbin entered the imperial tomb for the first time from birth to the present, and saw his grandfather who had already died, which made him very happy.
"Grandpa Emperor, so you haven't..."
Just before Jin Wenbin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jin Zhengye.
"No need to say, grandson, things are not what you think. I am already dead, and now my body is already dead, and only the remaining soul is here to survive."
After speaking, Jin Zhengye sighed heavily, his tone was so helpless.
"This..."
Jin Wenbin was speechless, with a sorrow in his heart.
"Stop talking about it!"
Jin Zhengye changed his tone, said amiably, and smiled at the same time. In Jin Wenbin's eyes, this smile is so kind.
"Grandson, since you are inside the tomb, you already know what you will get when you pass the trial of the imperial tomb?"
While speaking, Jin Zhengye slowly flew down from the second floor and came to Jin Wenbin.
But what Jin Zhengye didn't expect was that his every move, including the weird smile that Jin Wenbin showed when he didn't come in from the beginning, was seen by Yang Fan.
"Grandpa Emperor, I know everything."
Jin Wenbin does not have any defense, or do you have a defensive heart against your relatives?
"Very well, then follow Grandpa."
After all, Jin Zhengye led Jin Wenbin to a secret room.
The secret room is on the left side of the interior of the tomb and is not hidden. In other words, if a person can enter the imperial tomb quietly, then it is very simple to find this secret room.
When Jin Zhengye came to the door of the secret room, without any action, the door of the secret room opened automatically.
Taking Jin Wenbin into it, the door of the secret room closed automatically again.
"Grandpa Emperor, where is it?"
Somehow, Jin Wenbin had a vague premonition in his heart.
Jin Zhengye said with a smile, pinching the tactics with one hand, just in the blink of an eye, countless magic weapons appeared out of thin air on the wooden frame in the secret room, and dozens of exercises secrets.
"This!"
Jin Wenbin was shocked and stunned by the scene before him.
Every magic weapon on the wooden frame was at least a five-star magic weapon, and the highest... Jin Wenbin also found a steel fork, which was actually a nine-star magic weapon.
Nine-star level magic weapon, placed among the tenth level forces, that is also rare. But Jin Wenbin actually saw it at the imperial tomb, and there was more than one. Just now, his consciousness swept away, and the shocked expression immediately climbed onto his face.
"Ten... thirteen pieces!"
Jin Wenbin was short of breath and thought he was dreaming.
"and many more!"
Jin Wenbin reacted. During the exploration of the spiritual sense just now, he also discovered some exercises, which seemed to be heavenly.
"Grandpa Huang, is this true? I can really choose a magic weapon at will, and can I still have a practice?"
Jin Wenbin, who was in the fit period, couldn't help but reveal the halazi.
"Of course, not only that, grandpa, I will give you an extra exercise."
Jin Zhengye smiled kindly.
"Ok."
Soon, Jin Wenbin chose a magic weapon, an eight-star long sword. There is another exercise called "Nine Jue Tian Gang Jue", which is a defensive exercise.
As soon as he got the magic weapon and the exercise technique, Jin Wenbin danced quickly, without using any real energy, the air vibrated, and dozens of sword energy swept around.
Suddenly, a sword qi was out of control Xi Xiang Jin Zhengye.
"Grandpa Emperor, be careful!"
Jin Wenbin's face changed drastically, and it was too late when he reacted.
Snapped!
Sword Qi hit Jin Zhengye without hindrance, but it caused ripples, and nothing else happened.
"Grandpa Emperor, are you... okay?"
Jin Wenbin asked in a low voice, like a kid doing something wrong.
Jin Zhengye waved his hand and it was all right.
But Jin Wenbin observed for a few more minutes, and saw that Jin Zhengye was really fine, so he focused on watching the exercise.
"What a powerful technique!"
Jin Wenbin couldn't help but sit down, intending to practice directly here.
"Bin'er, this is not a place for cultivation. I also have a practice technique. Open your mind and don't resist. Grandpa will pass it on to you."
Jin Zhengye still had that kind smile, but Jin Wenbin didn't notice the difference in Jin Zhengye's smile. He opened his spiritual consciousness directly to Jin Zhengye without any precautions.
Jin Zhengye gave Jin Wenbin a symbolic exercise. While Jin Wenbin was still lamenting the power of the exercise, Jin Zhengye suddenly launched a trouble, and the soul suddenly rushed into the depths of Jin Wenbin's opened soul.
"what?!!"
Jin Wenbin was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his consciousness and re-locked his soul, but it was too late.
Jin Zhengye's spirit entered the depths of Jin Wenbin's soul in the blink of an eye, controlling at least half of the spirit.
"Grandpa Emperor, what are you doing?"
Even if his relatives attacked him, Jin Wenbin would feel annoyed, and he angered Jin Zhengye's spirit in his mind.
At the same time, Jin Wenbin defended with only half of his uncontrolled souls.
"Tsk tsk, Bin'er, give up struggling, I accept your body."
Jin Zhengye smiled and said, the spirit of the invading offensive has not diminished, and it has vaguely overwhelmed Jin Wenbin.
"Why... why?"
Half of the soul is controlled, Jin Wenbin can only control half of his body.
"Why? Jie Jie!"
Jin Jongye smiled wickedly, "Grandpa, my physical body is dead, and if I come down like this, my soul will completely dissipate. I don't want to die yet. Therefore, Bin'er, my good grandson, for me, you should contribute yours. Physical body, let me take home."
Jin Wenbin's pupils shrank, and he felt terrified, feeling bad.