Chapter 160 159. The good days are coming! (8.0K words-big chapter please subscribe)
Wuxiang Ancient Clan, Ancestral Lineage Secret Realm, Entrance.
Tang Yi and Fairy Xing are still waiting.
But a long time has passed, so long that the boy who entered should have come out.
Suddenly, Tang Yi sighed softly and said, "Mom, there's no need to wait any longer. I'm afraid Brother Han won't come out."
He closed his eyes in pain, but when he opened them, he returned to his original positive, sunny, and approachable look.
Fairy Xing had a look of astonishment on her face and was about to ask, but was interrupted by Tang Yi.
Tang Yi said softly: "If Brother Han was just an ordinary Wuxiang clan member, he wouldn't be like this. But the golden light just now is enough to prove that his talent is terrifying. He is the true genius of our clan."
After saying that, he smiled and said: "I, Tang Yi, are deeply honored to be able to find such a talented person for our clan!"
Fairy Xing understood immediately. She was a little silent, but subconsciously she felt that no matter what happened to the old monster, it would not be surprising, because he was a monster that came out alive from the soul threshold of the King of Era. A monster that can control her with the Ancient Talisman of Blood Slave without being counterattacked by her.
Such a monster is naturally stronger than the soul.
But then, Fairy Xing seemed to think of something again, and a vague look of fear gradually appeared in her eyes.
As his thoughts became clearer, the fear became more intense.
She originally thought that the old monster was relying on her and Yi'er, but the old monster was actually able to pass the test of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. But even so, she didn't panic, because even if the old monster became a member of the Wuxiang tribe, he was still a loser and needed to form an alliance with her and Yi'er. This is good for everyone.
But now, everything has changed!
The old monster became the genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan in one fell swoop, and he no longer needed this kind of alliance.
In other words, for that old monster, she and Yi'er no longer have much use value.
On the contrary, she knew too much.
‘I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die yet.’
Fairy Apricot felt her heart beating wildly. The intense fear made her limbs become weak and her mouth went dry.
She had made it clear for the old monster: only if she died in an accident would the old monster's secret be completely hidden.
But she couldn't tell anyone. Even if she didn't want to hurt Yi'er, she had to create an "accident" illusion for herself to avoid that person's trouble.
"Let's go, mother."
Tang Yi had a smile on his face and seemed to be truly proud of having found a genius of his own clan.
He smiled brightly and turned around.
The Apricot Fairy Mother also turned around stiffly.
The people they sent had little relationship with them anymore, and even if they did, it was only superficial.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the arch.
The steps are hurried and there is no concealment.
The two of them turned around at the same time, only to see a young man running from the Xuanyu path under the green shade. When he arrived in front of the door, the young man stood still, panting, looking at the two of them with a smile, and said: "Brother Yi , Aunt Xing, why don’t you wait for me?”
Tang Yi looked at him in astonishment, his face full of surprise. He hesitated: "Brother Han, you... why are you coming out now?"
Song Yan smiled and said: "If you don't come out now, when will you come out?"
As he spoke, he walked forward. When he was beside Tang Yi, he said: "I haven't thanked Brother Yi properly yet.
Moreover, if I continue to stay in this house, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see Brother Yi off.
Brother Yi has traveled thousands of miles, and it will take decades.
After seeing Brother Yi for decades, why don’t we just let it all come to light?
It's just that I'm just a junior practicing Xuan, will Brother Yi give me a favor? ”
Tang Yi:.
An inexplicable emotion emerged from the bottom of his heart.
He has come through hardships all the way and is rarely moved.
But he had to admit that he was really moved at this time.
He himself knows very well what role he plays in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
He knows better what will happen to a genius if the Wuxiang Ancient Clan discovers it.
At this time, the young man in front of him should never come to see him off, but should continue to stay in the courtyard, accept the teachings of the Third Grandpa, and inherit some of the secret skills of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
The reason why this young man appeared here was that he had obviously forced himself to make such a request to the third grandfather. Even after the third grandfather had pointed out the relationship for him, he still stubbornly made such a choice.
How dare this young man?
If it were him, would he be able to do it?
Tang Yi felt that he might not be able to do it, because such an opportunity was too rare and he was reluctant to waste it, so he would most likely not go out. Because of this, an unspeakable warmth suddenly surged in his heart. He took a deep breath, looked at the young man in front of him, and smiled.
Song Yan also laughed.
The two looked at each other, smiling more and more happily, and then they hooked each other's shoulders and walked out of the secret realm with a smile to the sky.
Sometimes, happiness is like this, no need to say anything, because everything is in the heart.
After the three figures disappeared, Tang Xiaokong slowly walked out from behind the door, swinging the cattail leaf fan. Looking at the empty door, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Interesting boy."
Song Yan and Tang Yi said it was a big deal, and it turned out to be a big deal.
It's just that it's not a restaurant, but in a green mountain with great scenery.
The bonfire was burning, and four people gathered around it.
In addition to Song Yan, there are also Taoist companions Tang Yi and Xingxian Mu.
Tang Yi's Taoist companion, whose name is Huo Lanxin, is the only descendant of an ancestor of a sect. She is considered a gifted evildoer and has a high status in that sect. It is precisely because of this that she can marry into the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
She has a golden husband, but Tang Yi is not.
The Wuxiang tribe was supposed to marry with the Wuxiang tribe, and the tribe tacitly allowed him to marry Huo Lanxin. Naturally, there were other intentions in it.
Without blood and masks, they can no longer be considered true members of the Wuxiang tribe.
At first, Song Yan and Tang Yi were drinking and eating meat, Huo Lanxin was cooking beside them, and Fairy Xing's head was buzzing, wondering how long this old weirdo would keep pretending.
But soon, the cook turned into Song Yan.
Song Yan flipped the barbecue skillfully.
His craftsmanship was already outstanding, and now it is even more exquisite.
Soon, Tang Yi and the other three started eating without any distractions.
The apricot fairy mother also forgot about her troubles and just ate happily, thinking: "The old weirdo's cooking is so delicious, woo woo woo, so delicious." ’
There was also an episode during this period, that is, there was a monster in the mountains that was attracted by the smell of barbecue, and then was killed by Huo Lanxin with a sword, and turned into barbecue.
After they had had enough wine and food, they discussed for a while some insights into Taoism and interesting things about ancient countries. During this period, Song Yanze was mostly listening. Then when he saw that it was already dusk, he got up and packed up.
If it were before, Tang Yi might still have a trace of inner demons, a trace of inner demons brought about by "Song Han, the last straw", but at this moment, this inner demon has dissipated.
Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he asked his wife and mother to wait where they were, while he and Song Yan went for a walk.
After they were far away, Tang Yi said drunkenly: "Brother Han treated me sincerely, I am really grateful."
Song Yan said: "Why do you need to say this?"
Tang Yi laughed and said: "Why do you need to say this when you are so good!"
He closed his eyes deeply and suddenly said: "Brother Han, I ask you a question, and you answer it like this."
Song Yan said: "Please tell me."
Tang Yi hesitated and said with some difficulty: "Can you and my mother be together?"
Song Yan looked at him with wide eyes.
Tang Yi mustered up his courage and uttered the last two words: "Double cultivation?"
Song Yan looked stunned and shook his head repeatedly: "How is that possible? Brother Yi, what are you thinking?!"
Tang Yi also blushed and stammered: "Well, why does my mother trust you so much?"
Song Yan lowered his eyes slightly, sighed softly, and then said sincerely: "I am not alone, I still have some close relatives in my hometown. These feet are known to the fairy mother. This is one of them.
Secondly, the fairy mother should be able to recognize my temperament. If you give me a peach, you will definitely repay me with a plum.
Therefore, there is this trust. ”
The last bit of grudge in Tang Yi's heart was immediately relieved.
At this time, he felt that his heart was clear and bright, and there was no more obstruction.
Although the realm of Zifu is far away, he is no longer bound in his heart, and it will be smooth sailing this time.
Tang Yi said deeply: "Brother Han, from now on you and I are true brothers. No matter what happens in the future, I, Tang Yi, will definitely be on your side. Thank you very much!"
The two returned immediately, and soon the four of them returned in a chariot.
That night, Song Yan will stay temporarily at Tang Yi's residence, and then he will be escorted by the Apricot Fairy Mother to continue to the secret realm of the ancestral lineage.
The secret realm needs to be activated by the Wuxiang clan, but Song Yan's realm is low, so he needs to be escorted.
late at night.
Tang Yifu.
Every pavilion in the back house has the effect of isolating visitors, and the same is true for Song Yan's residence.
Fairy Apricot moved quietly, and when she arrived in front of a pavilion, her expression changed several times. Finally, she took a deep breath, opened the door, twisted her delicate body, revealing a wanton look, and looked at the front with a charming smile. Song Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, pointed his toes and flew over, dragging the gauze.
She thought for a day and felt that all she could do was use her body to try her best to please this old monster.
However, when she was halfway there, she heard a faint voice.
"Aunt Xing."
Fairy Xing's body spun around and landed opposite Song Yan, biting her lip and said: "Master."
Song Yan said: "Aunt Xing, now you and I no longer need to marry to maintain a relationship."
Of course the Apricot Fairy Mother understands.
She is no longer of use.
If the old monster in front of him wanted to kill her, there was no need to do so.
Song Yandao: "In the past few days, I have helped Tang Yi resolve the inner demons that may break out. His road to the Purple Mansion should be unobstructed."
The Apricot Fairy Mother said deeply: "Thank you very much, Master."
Then he added: "Since now the master has become the pride of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the Nu family and Yi'er will really have to rely on the master."
Song Yan nodded slightly and said, "I've always been good to my own people."
The Apricot Fairy looked happy.
She found that not only did she not have to die, but she also exceeded her original goal. From being with an old monster, she became with an old monster with the status of "the genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan".
She said sweetly: "Master, I wonder what else the slave family will do?"
Song Yanhu asked: "Will Huo Lanxin leave with Tang Yi this time?"
Xingxianmu didn't know what her master meant, but she just answered questions and answers: "She and Yi'er are Taoist lovers, and they should be together."
Song Yan said: "Then if you have powerful monks under your command, gather them together as soon as possible. If there are monks from the Zifu who are friendly with you, it is best to invite them in the next few years. Because... you will be in trouble soon."
Fairy Apricot Mother said in astonishment: "What's the trouble?"
Song Yandao: "This trouble would have been focused on you, Huo Lanxin, and Tang Yi, but since the latter two left with the ancestors of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, there is no problem. But you will become the only target."< br>
Immediately, he said seriously: "There will be mysterious monks coming to arrest you, and your strength should be at the Zifu level."
Apricot Fairy Mother:
Song Yan said: "Is it okay to deal with them?"
Fairy Mother Xing said with a cold look on her face: "If it were outside, the slave family would still be afraid, but this is the home of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
In this three-thirds of an acre of land, the slave family was reminded by the owner that if they were killed by outside minions, the slave family's name would be written upside down.
Just
Master, do those people need to be captured alive? ”
Song Yan said: "No need at all. You can kill as much as you want, and you don't have to worry about being known by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. It would even be best if they offend the Wuxiang Ancient Clan."
Xingxianmu said: "I understand."
Song Yan suddenly raised his hand and gently grabbed it forward.
Fairy Xing was stunned for a moment, but then she straightened her body proudly.
However, when the hand was about to touch her chest, it moved to the side, grabbing the silk fabric on both sides of her body and moving it towards the middle to cover the two white lumps.
"Aunt Xing, you are also an elder. How would it be inappropriate to wear more clothes from now on?"
"Yes"
"Also, maybe it's not the early stage of Zifu who came to arrest you, but someone stronger.
This matter may require the help of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. ”
Song Yan's eyes were full of thought, and he straightened the messy hair on Fairy Xing's hair, and said in a deep voice, "You were attacked, of course it has nothing to do with me."
"Nature has nothing to do with the master."
"Don't let me down."
Fairy Xing's mother was stern and said: "The slave family will never disappoint the master. If... if the slave family fails, they will seek death immediately and will never reveal anything about the master."
Song Yan said softly: "Aunt Xing, pay more attention to your safety."
Fairy Xing nodded.
However, her little mind was filled with doubts.
Why did the master know that a mysterious monk would come looking for her?
Who are those monks?
Kuching, Southland.
The fine buzzing sound formed a roar like a huge tsunami, which was the sound of countless flying insects flapping their wings.
The sky was covered with shadows, and sunlight could not penetrate at all.
The monk level where the ancient teleportation array is located has been washed with blood. The corpses of the monks were thrown to the ground, with strange black dots crawling on their bodies.
Take a closer look!
Not only the corpses of the monks, but also the mysterious treasures.
And they are all shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They are being eaten by insects.
Those little black dots are bugs.
These insects were overwhelming and swarming in groups. They looked like dark tornadoes running across the sky and the earth.
But in the center of the tornado stood a strange man in a red robe wearing a mask.
The weirdo was looking coldly at the monk from Zifu who was already struggling in the light shield not far away, which was filled with the power of thoughts.
The monk from Zi Mansion was stationed here, and he was also the being that Tang Yi had previously called Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang is usually elegant, but now his face is ferocious and his eyes are desperate.
"Insect King! Are you coming here in person to capture this formation to start a war?!"
Ordinary friction is not considered war.
The real war is when monks from both sides continue to join the battlefield, and high-level monks will perish like rain.
Obviously, no country is willing to have such a war break out.
Unless it’s “great value for money.” The strange man in the red robe mask looked at the Zifu monk in the air mask and said in a strange voice: "Five months and eleven days ago at Chenshi, a group of people used the ancient teleportation array here. I want information from all of them."
Mr. Wang said: "The ancient tribesmen and the monks selected by the Qianlong Society are just some of them. What do you want these for?"
The Insect King said: "I only need the information about the person who used this ancient teleportation array at that hour!"
Mr. Wang is not a member of the ancient tribe, so he naturally understands at this time that this demon from the Shanhai tribe is trying to cause trouble for the ancient country.
If he leaked it at this time and brought unnecessary losses to the ancient country, then he would not be able to face the ancient clan.
What method should be used?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a terrible scream.
The dark whirlwind composed of countless insects was as fierce as a poisonous dragon, eroding away the aura formed by his thoughts.
In the fierce red robe, a hand was clasped tightly on his forehead.
The black insects rotated, blocking all exploration, and strange mysterious colors began to float on that weird hand.
Those colors were like shackles, instantly piercing Mr. Wang’s eyebrows.
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"伥? King? Tiger blood?"
"The Insect King actually has the blood of the King of Insects and the Tiger?"
Mr. Wang seemed to have witnessed something so terrifying that it was so overwhelming that it was unbelievable.
Soon, a soul was dragged out of its body.
The Insect King opened his eyebrows, revealing five rotating dark gold evil beads.
Those beads were separated from each other, evenly spaced, slowly rotating, and covered with ghosts.
After entering it, the soul was also thrown into the ranks of ghosts. At the same time, it also began to slowly and truthfully explain everything it wanted to know to the Insect King.
In a moment, the list of sixteen people appeared in the hands of the Insect King.
But it looked at the ancient teleportation array in front of it, but did not dare to step into it personally.
After being silent for a long time, it decided to find some casual cultivators to sneak in and investigate one by one.
A few days later.
The morning light penetrated the blue clouds and fell onto the newly awakened mortal towns.
Suddenly a flying chariot passed by in the sky, everyone subconsciously looked up, and then went back to their daily routine.
The flying chariot stopped at the entrance to the secret realm of the Wuxiang ancient clan's ancestral lineage.
"Aunt Xing, it was delivered here."
"Xiaohan, that aunt is leaving first, please take care of yourself."
"So is Aunt Xing."
The young man waved his hand, his expression warmer than the sunshine at this moment.
After the chariot left, he took out his identity token.
The secret realm rippled, and the young man's figure disappeared into it, and appeared in front of an ancient garden.
After a while.
"Boy, are you willing to come back?"
Tang Xiaokong's voice came from the creaking rocking chair.
He always lies in a very comfortable position.
The entire garden of the Wuxiang ancient tribe was also built in a way that is suitable for human habitation and harmonious between nature and man.
There is no luxury or splendor, but you will know when you see it for the first time: living here will definitely be very comfortable.
Tang Xiaokong sat up straight as the rocking chair rocked and said with a smile: "Does the wine taste good?"
Song Yan said: "It tastes good."
Tang Xiaokong said: "I was negligent that day. You didn't want to leave your inner demons for Tang Yi."
Song Yandao: "Not only that, but also the feeling of reciprocating love."
Tang Xiaokong's expression became gentler and he suddenly said: "Would you like to have my name on the family tree?"
After saying that, he smiled and said: "I am half-step to the realm of the divine infant. This time I will sit in the ancestral line for the last time. After that, I will seek to break through to the realm of the divine infant. My status in this generation of clan is not low, even though I am the clan leader. When you see me, you have to call me Third Brother.
My Taoist companion is also a half-step divine infant. She and I have a son and a daughter, both of whom entered the Purple Mansion.
We have children and grandchildren here and there, and with the addition of my mother from the previous generation who is still here, and the people from the previous generation of my Taoist couple, this family is quite prosperous.
If you are willing to join my lineage, nod your head, and you will be my adopted son from now on. ”
He was still hesitant at first, thinking of waiting until the family gathering fifty years later.
But this boy was not only highly talented, but also had a good character, which he had never seen before. Tang Xiaokong couldn't help but love talents, so after Song Yan returned, he directly made such an invitation.
Song Yan knelt down respectfully and said, "My son, I pay my respects to my adoptive father."
Tang Xiaokong stretched out his hand to hold it up, and a gentle force lifted it up.
Tang Xiaokong approached, bent down, dusted off his knees for him, and said with a smile: "Han'er, don't kneel down next time, our family doesn't like this."
With that said, he patted the young man on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, my father will take you to another place."
He showed a mysterious expression and said with a smile: "This place is the origin of the rise of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and it is also the true ancestral lineage.
In the past, disciples of the family had to achieve great achievements to gain entry.
But the old man still has a quota, so he will give it to you.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, a boy at the seventh level of Xuanxuan is blessed by his ancestral lineage. I can’t even imagine what his future will be like, hahaha. ”
Song Yan:.
Ancestor lineage?
He suddenly felt a little frightened.
His plan is: the Demon Monk has already gained the upper hand. If he wants to devour the Demon Monk, he has to grab the tiger skin of the ancient tribe. The higher his status, the better.
But a place like Zumai was already a bit beyond his expectation.
But when things came to a head, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
The ancestral vein is a mountain.
A mountain deep in a secret realm.
But to be precise, it is a place like Tianchi in the core of the mountain.
In the sunshine, the surrounding peaks stand tall, white clouds flow, and the Tianchi is sparkling. Some water monsters are actually gestating in the calm water.
Suddenly, the water waves began to rustle, and then surged wildly. A pair of huge horns protruded from the water, and then floated up. The powerful pressure suddenly spread like a tide, causing the sounds of some insects in the mountain to disappear in an instant. , a dead silence.
Song Yan looked at this scene in shock, and at the same time, he didn't forget to quickly apply Feng Chengzi's aura all over the soul's appearance.
Fortunately, he not only has a strong soul, but also has stronger control accuracy, so this smear is absolutely perfect.
But what appeared in front of him at this time was a dragon!
A dragon with black on the left and white on the right!
Instead of making the dragon look ugly, the two colors gave it a mysterious and terrifying feel.
The black and white dragon swept over the two of them.
Song Yan felt a line of sight pass over his soul.
He didn't dare move.
The black and white dragon soared hundreds of feet, with a slightly rickety body. It lowered its head and seemed to be looking at him seriously and deeply.
For a long time
Plop!
The black and white dragon returned to Tianchi and submerged under the water.
Tang Xiaokong was not surprised by this scene. When he saw the black and white dragon reentering the pool, he patted Song Yan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I have never seen the Yin Yang Black Dragon staring at a junior for so long.
Ten breaths, Yin Yang Xuanlong looked at you for ten breaths!
Thinking about the last time, after so long, he was still the clan leader.
However, the clan leader was only given six breaths, which is much worse than you.
Hahahaha, not bad, not bad, you are very good.
But we still need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity and practice seriously.
You need to know that even if you have potential, if it has not been transformed into strength, it will be in vain. ”
Tang Xiaokong was extremely pleasantly surprised at this time.
Being able to be favored by Yin Yang Xuanlong proves the potential of this junior from another aspect.
This is also a recognition of his vision!
Song Yandao: "Father, what is this?"
Tang Xiaokong said: "It is said that our Wuxiang ancient clan was born in this Tianchi for more than five thousand years. It is said that our ancestors opened up the secret realm of their destiny with earth-shattering strength."
Song Yan was stunned.
It seems that he still underestimated the portable secret realm.
Madam Ling really has a great opportunity, and her idea may still be above the divine infant realm
Tang Xiaokong continued: "The secret realm is to the heaven and the earth just like the fetus is to the mother.
And this place is the origin of the secret realm, and it is also the beginning of the birth of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
According to legend, all of our Ancient Wuxiang Clan were conceived by our ancestors with their own souls. The split souls of our ancestors gave birth to sixty-four strands of each other. The original members of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan only had sixty-four people.
The phaseless masks are cast from the placenta of ancestors, with a total of sixty-four faces, passed down from generation to generation.
This is because of some things a thousand years ago, the ancient teleportation array was completely destroyed, cutting off the way between the north and the south. This caused my clan to lose three lines in the south! !
Tang Yi is of the same lineage.
You are of the same lineage.
There is another lineage that I am afraid will never be found. ”
Tang Xiaokong sighed softly and continued: "The souls of our ancestors gave birth to our clan, and the placenta not only turned into a mask, but also turned into this yin and yang black dragon, and the Tianchi here.
Any member of our clan who practices here can consolidate his clan's talents and be considered a blessing from his ancestors.
Don't ask any other questions first, and just sit here in meditation for seven days.
In seven days, I will come to find you. ”
After saying that, Tang Xiaokong patted Song Yan on the shoulder again, turned around and drifted away.
Song Yan stood beside the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's Ancestral Line Tianchi, silent for a while, and sat down cross-legged.
Just take it as it comes, take it one step at a time, it's useless to think too much.
He crossed his legs and closed his eyes, feeling the gentle breeze blowing over the water, blowing his hair on both sides of his hair. He also felt the fish and dragons leaping in the deep pool, and the turbulent waves lurking behind him.
The sky changes between day and night, dawn and dusk.
Suddenly, he felt a strange warmth.
Many golden light spots appeared in front of his eyes.
Is it raining?
No!
It's not raining!
Those golden light spots emerged from the Tianchi. Once they emerged, they passed through his skin and went towards his soul. After attaching to Feng Chengzi's soul breath, they actually melted together, making the thin golden light on the surface It becomes thicker and brighter.
Song Yan felt that there seemed to be some information hidden in these golden light spots, and as the golden light grew stronger, the information became more and more complete, as if it was a secret technique.
Seven days later.
early morning.
Song Yan slowly opened his eyes.
The golden light spots have disappeared, and Tianchi has returned to normal.
But looking at such an ordinary scenery, Song Yan's eyes were filled with a serious look.
He glanced at the panel.
There were unprecedented changes on the panel:
【Name: Song Yan】
【Shouyuan：142/8633】
[Talent 1: Remaining Life Dao Fruit]
【Talent 2: Formless】
The font color of talent 1 is light gray, while talent 2 is light blue. Obviously the latter cannot be compared with the former, but this scene is shocking enough.
At the same time, Song Yan also felt that his eyes seemed to have some strange power. This power could easily discern the flow of mysterious energy, and then he could use the corresponding spells as long as he imitated it.
The ancestral lineage of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan not only truly blessed him, but also turned him into a real Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Song Yan suddenly remembered how Yin Yang Xuanlong had looked at him seven days ago, and a sense of solemnity suddenly arose in his heart.
He was seen through!
The reason why Yin Yang Xuanlong looked at him for so long was because he discovered that he was not from the Wuxiang tribe.
However, this ancestral lineage truly turned him into a member of the Wuxiang clan.
Song Yan believed that even Tang Xiaokong and the clan leader had probably never encountered this kind of thing before, otherwise they would not be so eager to find the clan members.
But there is absolutely no such thing as "good things falling from the sky" in the world.
What is all this for?
Or maybe he was overthinking it and this was just a normal blessing?
Maybe the ancestors discovered that he had the soul aura and inherited mask of the Wuxiang clan, but his talent was incomplete, so they automatically completed the talent for him?
No one answered.
No one knows either.
All of this is filled with a mysterious atmosphere that seems to be a metaphor, like a grass snake with a gray thread running for thousands of miles, but it is unclear where it is going, and it is difficult to understand the deep meaning.
Song Yan always felt that he was very ordinary. He used to be an ordinary person, but now he is an ordinary devil, so he could not understand the meaning.
But he felt instinctively wary.
He looked deeply at Tianchi, as if waiting for something to happen.
But until Tang Xiaokong appeared, nothing about what he thought should happen was revealed.
The Yin Yang Black Dragon did not appear, and he seemed to be in a dangerous situation. Not only did he not suffer any loss, but he actually gained benefits out of thin air.
But how is that possible?
Suddenly, Song Yan couldn't help but recall the "scene he saw in the first realm of the tumor realm" before.
That secret realm is a completely decayed secret realm of the ancient clan. There are no tokens in it, but there are no heirs.
What caused the complete extinction of an ancient tribe?
So this Wuxiang Ancestral Lineage noticed his specialness and wanted to drag him into the water with him? Or is it running unintentionally, as it should be? Or, do you have ulterior motives and ulterior motives? Or is it for some other purpose?
Song Yan couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it for the time being.
Anyway, not only did he not suffer a loss, he also temporarily took advantage of it.
He has learned to "get drunk today if you have wine now", otherwise wouldn't he be depressed to death when he thinks about those desperate situations and the enemies who are still eyeing him?
"Father!"
The young man raised his smile and said: "My ancestors have blessed me a lot, and I feel that my talents have become much stronger."
Tang Xiaokong smiled and said: "Let's go, I will tell you the secret skills of my clan and some points to pay attention to when walking in the country, and then you can go out to experience and practice.
In the past few days, I told the clan leader about you, and the clan leader decided to send you a female cultivator from Zifu. She will obey your orders completely. This can also be regarded as the protection of Tianjiao from our Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
After all, you are only at the seventh level of Xuanxuan. Even though you have my Wuxiang Ancient Clan Token, you are still prone to encounter some bullies who are neither long-sighted nor afraid of death! ”
Song Yan understood.
He has really become an ancient second generation.
Moreover, there is still a second-generation dandy with a powerful henchman and a terrifying backstage.
As long as anyone dares to mess with him, it will trigger the "hit the young and the old will come" mode
Things are turning, and no matter what the future holds, his miserable days seem to be over for the time being.
Good days are coming!
(End of chapter)