Chapter 1713

The ancestral temple towers into the sky.

It is the tallest building in the entire Alchemy City.

It seems to be left alone and independent, as if it is about to escape into the void at any time.

The golden hall, at the top of the giant tower, looks like a castle in the clouds. It is magnificent and made of pure metal. It has a sense of technology and future that is rare in other temples.

A long golden passage spreads outside the gate of the ancestral temple.

Alchemist Ninth walked on a metal support and stood outside the twenty-meter-high pure metal gate, looking up.

It is this door, like a golden mirror, that stands at the entrance to the fortress.

Standing in front of it, you can see your own figure projected on the mirror.

In the past nearly ten thousand years, I don't know how many alchemy geniuses of the Gengjin Dynasty have been blocked, and their group has been blocked, causing the seventh alchemy path to continue to decline and the inheritance to continue to be cut off.

It also blocked his once proud and conceited heart.

He once thought that he was the protagonist of this era, a genius who was loved by thousands of people.

Unfortunately, this door ruthlessly destroyed him.

Whether before or after he inherited the throne, he tried to open this door countless times.

But without exception, they all failed.

In front of this door, there is no difference between him and those predecessors who were once very high-spirited and finally wasted their lives.

Today, he comes again.

This would be his last attempt to open the door.

He had been preparing for this time for a long time.

He believes that this time, he will succeed.

"You two, come a little closer."

Alchemist Ninth glanced at Lin Beichen and Lingchen behind him, and said: "This door is called the 'Realm of Alchemy'. It is rumored that it can penetrate people's hearts and see through everything in the world. There have been countless talented heroes in it. There is a broken halberd in front of me and I cannot knock on it. Ten thousand years have passed since the last time I opened the door... I cannot knock on this door either."

Lin Beichen looked carefully.

But on the golden door of the mirror panel, a figure of an extremely handsome white-haired boy was reflected.

"Ah, how can there be such a handsome man in the world."

He sighed and touched his face.

Chen Chen on the other side burst out laughing.

The ninth generation of Alchemist said in a solemn tone: "You must not play around in front of the ancestral temple. You must be sincere and solemn, and have a heart of reverence. Only then can you sense the spirit of the sages of my lineage of alchemy and gain the approval of the ancestor... ...Chen'er has caused this door to sense before. We can try again this time, maybe there will be a miracle."

Lin Beichen quickly calmed down and became serious.

This is true.

The ancestral temple is just like the family ancestral hall.

The playful smile is inappropriate.

Early in the morning, he stepped forward and gently pushed the golden door with his delicate hands.

The copper plate of the mirror panel ripples like water.

Immediately there was a rumble of the giant door turning.

Alchemist Ninth's face was filled with anticipation and excitement.

"Keep going, don't stop."

he said shakily.

Hope is right in front of him, how can he not be excited.

This movement was much louder than the last time.

A smile appeared on Ling Chen's face and he continued to work hard.

Rumble.

It seemed like some mountains had been moved.

The entire Alchemy City shook.

The giant golden door moved slowly, like a huge revolving mirror door, moving backwards.

During the whole process, Ling Chen seemed very strenuous. Her hands, which were pressed against the golden mirror door, had bulging blood vessels and veins. Drops of crystal-clear blood dripped out from her pores, gathering together along the graceful arc of her palms. Drops of blood fell on the ground...

Lin Beichen couldn't bear it and took two steps forward, wanting to help.

"do not move."

A low drink in the early morning.

The words fell.

She exerted force suddenly, and a muffled roar came from her throat.

The golden mirror door was finally pushed open.

The Ninth Alchemist was so excited that his whole body trembled.

It's all like a dream.

He couldn't wait to look past the slanted mirror door and toward the back.

Then, there was an exclamation of surprise and disappointment.

Lin Beichen also leaned over to take a look.

Behind the golden mirror door, there was another door that was exactly the same.

The road to the ancestral temple is still blocked by this door.

No.

To be precise, this second door is larger and taller.

"..."

Lin Beichen was speechless.

I'm just playing with Russian dolls here.

The expression of Alchemist Ninth was disappointed and desolate, and he seemed a little confused.

Lin Beichen was afraid that he, who was already like a candle in the wind, wouldn't be able to withstand such a blow and would burp away. He quickly approached him, supported him, and sincerely comforted him: "Father-in-law, hold on, don't die..."

The Ninth Alchemist's body trembled slightly.

Chen Chen didn't speak, just shook off the blood on his palms, stepped forward again, pressed his hands on the second golden mirror door, leaned forward slightly, and continued to exert force.

Rumble.

The second golden mirror door also began to tremble.

It made the entire ancestral temple seem to be trembling.

The eyes of Alchemist IX burst out with bright light again.

Lin Beichen saw that the muscles on the eldest wife's arms were slightly bulging, revealing those graceful and elegant lines. This time, a faint bright red blood mist oozed from the pores of the arms, and the sleeves were dyed red and silver...

Obviously, opening the golden mirror door is also a huge load for her.

Lin Beichen was anxious and hurried over and said loudly: "Honey, stop pushing. If you can't open it, you can't open it. Push it again later when you have time..."

Chen Chen shook his head and said, "For Your Majesty's sake, this door must be opened."

Lin Beichen became anxious and turned to stare at the Ninth Alchemist and said: "Father-in-law, you are such a big man, why are you so ignorant? Didn't you see that Chen'er was bleeding from exhaustion, why didn't you tell her to stop quickly? "

Alchemist Ninth's breathing gradually became thicker, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated, but he did not speak.

In the early hours of the morning, his arms were already covered in blood, and his sleeves felt like they were washed with blood.

Lin Beichen felt sorry for his wife and became anxious. He shook the Ninth Alchemist and said, "Father-in-law, stop it quickly. You like the ancestral temple so much. Chen'er and I will burn it for you later..."

Alchemist Ninth's eyes darkened.

At this time, the second golden mirror door was finally pushed open.

Alchemist Ninth's body burst out with powerful power, and he rushed towards the back of the second door...

"Hey? If you take it easy, what will you do if you fall to death?"

Lin Beichen was startled and rushed over to help him.

The next moment, two people, one old and one young, all exclaimed.

"ah?"

"grass!"

Two different words express the same mood.

Because after the second golden mirror door, there is a third identical, bigger and higher golden mirror door...

This is really a Russian trap.

The ancestor of the alchemy way must have something in his head.

Not to mention Alchemist Ninth, who was in a state of ups and downs, Lin Beichen even wanted to say dirty words.

And in the early hours of the morning, with his arms sparkling with blood, he rolled up his sleeves and without saying a word, his delicate white hands pressed on the third golden mirror door again and began to exert force.

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