Chapter 161 160. A ferocious beast in human form, the code of a dandy (8.1K words - big chapter please subscribe)
Wuxiang Ancient Clan, Secret Realm of Ancestral Lineage.
Outside the round oil paper window, there are many shadows of trees.
The branches of the flowers rustle and move, and the sound of swaying in the wind is refreshing.
In the small studio, Tang Xiaokong crossed his legs, made a pot of tea, and poured two cups. When he saw Song Yan, he suddenly seemed to remember something and said with a smile: "I forgot, old man, I like tea, so I'll give it to you." I also made a cup. However, I also have wine and spiritual liquid here. You can drink whatever you want.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and exquisite jade bottles were arranged on the ancient wooden table.
Tang Xiaokong shook his legs leisurely, grabbed a cup of tea, drank it with squinted eyes, and then sighed comfortably, looking up at the sky, as if thinking about something.
Song Yan took the tea and took a sip.
The tea was very weak.
It has no special function.
It was probably the tea that mortals drank.
The water is also ordinary water. It may be mountain spring or rain, but it is not any special water.
This kind of tea can be seen everywhere in teahouses and teahouses in the mortal realm, but it should never appear in a place like this.
Tang Xiaokong came back to his senses, glanced at his little surprise after drinking tea, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, don't remember it. Don't rush the seedlings before they become rice. When the water comes to the channel, you will know it. If you are not in the situation, you will not understand the way, otherwise Only a hundred harms and no benefit.
To be honest, I drink more than just an ordinary cup of tea, and you can only drink an ordinary cup of tea, otherwise something will go wrong, hahaha. ”
Song Yan thought for a moment and immediately understood that Tang Xiaokong was comprehending the "Divine Infant Realm", so he didn't say much and just said: "Han'er has been taught."
Tang Xiaokong nodded with satisfaction, then fanned himself like a village gentleman, grabbed the teapot and poured it into his mouth, and then said: "My ancient Wuxiang clan has been in existence for more than five thousand years. When I was first born, I had an innate talent. The secret technique of the soul, and the formless mask as an inheritance.
And since two thousand years ago, the Yin Yang Xuanlong carried a jade stele appeared in the ancestral lineage, and what was recorded on the jade stele was the third inheritance of my Wuxiang ancient clan - the true method of selflessness.
If you are not a member of my clan, you will definitely not be able to learn this method. ”
As he spoke, he moved his palm slightly, as if touching some mechanism, and a jade tablet suddenly appeared in the void.
Tang Xiaokong said: "Han'er!"
If it were before, Song Yan might still feel guilty.
But now, he is a member of the Wuxiang tribe with a strong roots. When it comes to the current generation patriarch and the ancestors of the previous generation, he is a member of the Wuxiang tribe.
Therefore, he raised his hand and touched the jade tablet, and his consciousness was cleared. Soon there was a mysterious stream of colored light, attached to the golden soul watch of his Wuxiang clan, and then moved according to his heart, changing unpredictably.
At the same time, a line of information appeared on his panel:
【Spell】
"Shattered Little Immortal Ancestor Yinze" (No need to practice)
After a moment of perception, he immediately understood that this newly added spell had an extremely powerful effect. A single thought covering his soul could hinder the fluctuation of his own aura, making his own aura extremely restrained and undetectable.
Not to mention that he was completely unable to perceive Tang Xiaokong's realm before, even Tang Xiaokong can't see through his realm now.
This is really amazing.
As for the "True Dharma of Selflessness" and the fact that it is extremely difficult for outsiders to practice it, they are all lies.
Tang Xiaokong looked at his stunned look and said, "Do you know what the "True Dharma of Selflessness" is?"
Song Yan nodded, showed a weird smile, and said: "It seems that I don't even need to practice anymore."
Tang Xiaokong laughed loudly and said: "That's true, but you still have to pretend to be practicing to the outside world, and if you touch on this issue, you have to say it is the "True Dharma of Selflessness."
Song Yan thought briefly and said: "Are there any other ancient tribes?"
Tang Xiaokong looked at him in surprise and praised: "It's incredible, it's incredible, your talent is strong, your character is good, even your brain is so useful?
Yes, many ancient tribes do not have this kind of second shadow from their ancestors.
Our Wuxiang Ancient Clan has always been a race that doesn’t like to reveal its trump cards, so we lied to the outside world that it was a spell rather than the blessing of our ancestors. ”
Song Yan said: "Then why can our ancestors give us a second chance?"
Tang Xiaokong shook his head and said immediately: "These things are still far, far away from you now, so far away that you don't need to think about or explore them at all."
For the next half year, you will spend the next half year in this garden, reading books and learning some information about the realm.
Half a year later, when the female cultivator from Zifu arrives, you can go out to practice.
"Although our Wuxiang Ancient Clan started much higher than ordinary people, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. You must remember to take one step at a time."
"The child understands."
Tang Xiaokong nodded and clapped his hands again.
Xiaozhai suddenly changed, and rows of bookshelves suddenly appeared in the empty air.
"There are no spells here, only some understanding of the realm by my ancestors of the Wuxiang clan. You should observe it to avoid going astray in the future.
This step is actually very important, but only a big family like ours can do it. While others are still trying to figure out the way, you know your own direction very well, so you will never waste time or aim without aim. ”
"Yes."
After Tang Xiaokong finished speaking, he shook his cattail leaf fan, carried the teapot, hummed a tune, and stepped out leisurely.
Song Yan followed his back and looked at him, feeling vaguely in a trance for a moment, as if this Third Master Tang had merged with the heaven and earth, no longer distinguishable from each other.
He withdrew his gaze and silently looked at the newly added line of information on the panel: "Shattered Little Immortal Ancestor Yin Ze".
His eyes slowly focused on the word "broken", showing a thoughtful expression.
He vaguely remembered that there was a person who gave him a lot of benefits when he first traveled here, and although that person was not "broken", he was "dying".
The other party took a fancy to his talent and showed favor to him, and he reciprocated the favor. To a certain extent, he had regarded that person as his true master.
Master, Master, is both a teacher and a father.
He had a clear conscience towards that person, but it still took him a long time to realize that he had been betrayed.
That person's name is Shizuo Weng.
He was the first elder to give him a good life lesson.
The young man squinted his eyes and walked under the bookshelf with a pious expression, letting the sunlight outside the window shine in, casting sparse shadows on the bookshelf.
He walked between the light and shadow, looked at the shelves full of books and notes, and slowly stretched out his hand.
Summer is gone, autumn is coming, and after all the fallen leaves have withered, there is winter snow.
Light snow fell one layer after another, and the courtyard of the old house of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan was also quiet, no one swept it, no one asked about it, but not only did it not show a sense of dilapidation and desolation, but it gave people the feeling of being integrated into this world. the feeling inside.
The young man put back a book and closed his eyes to think.
These six months were very important to him. He learned a lot from the bookshelf of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
These things may require breaking one's head to be understood outside, or they may not be available at all, because no one will break them apart, mash them up, and talk to you so carefully.
Only the foundation of a big family can do this.
The foundation is not only treasures and spells, but also knowledge and experience.
First, he understood his current state of soul.
Speaking of this, we have to start with the magic weapon.
Xuan weapons and Xuan treasures are commonly used items by low-level monks. However, these two types of treasures are meaningless after reaching the Zifu realm, because the skills formed by thoughts in the Zifu realm far exceed the effects of all Xuan treasures and Xuan weapons. .
Song Yan knew this very well. When Gu Chi recorded "Bee Cloud and Buddha Miasma", the pagoda formed by thoughts fell from the sky. Even though he shot from a distance, he almost died.
Horcruxes, soul treasures, evil weapons, and evil treasures are the new track.
A Horcrux is equivalent to a "battery" that nourishes the soul with the soul, but its structure is not necessarily "enslaving human souls" like the "Ice Hell Bracelet". Instead, it is deliberately made using some natural and earthly treasures, not Totally evil.
The difference between soul treasures and soul weapons is that the former can release the soul and has a larger capacity. Similarly, the manufacturing methods are not all of the "Ten Thousand Soul Banner" type, and there are other normal ones. But the biggest flaw of the soul treasure is that it is "not accurate enough". You can command it and use it, but you can't control its power in detail.
The evil weapon solves the shortcomings of the soul treasure and can direct the causal fragments to a certain extent to make them adhere to themselves and form a "giant soul".
As for the evil treasure
The realm it targets is actually the Divine Infant realm.
Its greatest function is not killing, but defense.
The principle is that "many souls wrap around oneself, evenly sharing the damage from all souls, and the whole body becomes one, protecting the main soul."
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan's book that recorded this passage said: 'The evil treasure was born from heaven and earth, just like a lonely boat in the sea, drifting across the sea, carrying passengers across the sea'.
This paragraph is very metaphorical and does not explicitly describe the sea of suffering. It only gives a general idea to the younger generations of this clan.
But for Song Yan, who had wallowed on the shores of the Sea of Bitterness, this sentence was extremely clear.
The evil treasure is the boat that helps the Divine Infant Realm cross the sea of suffering.
The source of evil treasures is produced by heaven and earth, not humans.
That’s the problem.
Normal evil treasures are produced by heaven and earth, but the evil treasures of "Yu Wang Soul Threshold" were obtained by the "Yu Wang Hu Tribe" who sacrificed an entire ethnic group because of their special race. This is standard off the beaten path.
The normal evil treasure is a leaf boat. The person is on the boat, and the boat crosses the sea. After it docks, the person is still a person, and the boat is still a boat, but he seems to have melted half of the evil treasure into his soul. Is this "the unity of man and boat"?
The normal evil weapon is to evenly distribute the damage caused by all the souls, but the center of his eyebrows can directly emit terrifying soul attacks. It seems to be a little inexplicably crooked. When you look at this path, you have a very wild feeling.
In addition, the books of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan do not say that the evil treasure can absorb the power of the sea of suffering and forge it into one place; nor does it say that if a person is pregnant with half of the evil king evil treasure, he will lose it. What would happen if he entered the sea of suffering, fused half of the evil treasure into his own soul, and absorbed a lot of the breath of the sea of suffering.
But this level of power can indeed absorb the initial thoughts of a divine infant.
"An unprecedented, or at least extremely rare, state" was the conclusion Song Yan drew about his own state.
Secondly, Song Yan's understanding of Zifu Realm has also deepened a lot.
In the early days of Zi Mansion, the intention was to kill.
Killing thoughts, most monks come all the way to kill, there is no shortage of this. The core is to use the "mysterious heart" to borrow the body of heaven and earth to strengthen the soul.
In the middle period of Zifu, it is for protecting the memory.
The best way to acquire thoughts is to spend decades in peace and tranquility before you can realize them.
Song Yan thought about what "peace and tranquility" meant, but the first thing that popped into his mind was "Junior Sister An Li." Those days at Nanwu Jianmen were indeed peaceful and peaceful.
If Enri is still there, if his heart has not changed, that will be his biggest opportunity to break through the middle stage of Zifu.
Later in the Zifu period, read for me.
I read, as the name suggests, recognize the existence of "I".
How to recognize it?
Only difference.
The core seems to be to understand that "I" is independent of "heaven and earth", not like flowers, grass, mountains and rivers, but within "heaven and earth".
Only when this is understood and accomplished can "I" be called "I".
It is precisely because the "I-thought" is so independent that it can exist continuously for a long time, instead of being hazy between heaven and earth, with thoughts arising and dying in a moment.
I think the best way to break through is to use the "Purple Mansion Secret Technique" to weave the same powerful secret power with your own thoughts, envelope yourself in it, isolate the influence of heaven and earth, and completely cut off the connection with heaven and earth.
However, at the moment when you really do it, you need to withstand some kind of strange attack from heaven and earth. This attack is called the Small Heavenly Tribulation. If you survive it, you have successfully broken through the late Zifu.
This reminded Song Yan once again of the "Bee Cloud Floating Tu Miasma" of the Corpse Wolf Clan. Isn't that pagoda with the same thought the power realized by a certain ancestor of the Corpse Wolf Clan?
Thirdly, Song Yan also knew some combinations of the Nine Realms of Jianggong.
The books of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan say that there is no perfect match among the nine realms of Jianggong, but there is the most suitable match.
There are two paths, one is to focus on the soul, and the other is to focus on the body.
The books of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan record the combination of some important bloodlines, their locations, how to obtain them, etc.
If the people of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan want to obtain these bloodlines, in addition to getting them themselves and sending their subordinates, there is another way, which is to issue "ancient orders" to the vassal countries.
To put it bluntly, "ancient order" is a reward.
The Ancient Clan also has contribution points, but the Ancient Clan has no contribution points to its own people, but to the outside world.
Different contribution points can be redeemed for different rewards.
The greatest reward of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan is the secret technique.
Many of these skills and secrets are coveted by other sects; in addition, there are also some resources, privileges, etc.
The most important privilege among them is the duration of "Xuanxin" cultivation.
If you want to enter the early stage of Zifu, you only need to sit on Xuanxin for a few years. However, the early stage of Zifu at that time was extremely unstable. If you want to be stable, you must either continue to sit on Xuanxin or use massive amounts of Xuan Jade is used to maintain it, and the effect is not as good as "Xuan Xin".
"Xuanxin" is difficult to find, but the location around "Xuanxin" is also an important resource and can be allocated.
Therefore, controlling the "Xuanxin" means controlling the largest resource for the advancement of all the strong men of the sects in the country, and it is also a monopoly resource.
Every disciple of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan can issue "ancient orders" to a certain extent. If there is a problem of "Xuanxin" conflict, they must either queue up, wait, or adjust.
There are a very small number of mysterious hearts that are reserved exclusively for the use of subordinate sects by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, which also ensures the "credibility" of the "Ancient Order".
However, whether it is the cultivation environment or the quality of these mysterious hearts, they are naturally much worse than the mysterious hearts retained by the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Song Yan put down the book and felt that the time had come.
There were footsteps outside, and soon, Tang Xiaokong appeared in front of the door and said: "Xiaohan, your people are here, it's time for you to experience and practice.
You need to remember what I said when you are out there.
I, a member of the Wuxiang Clan, have always been mysterious and do not allow others to know my true identity and true appearance. The Formless Mask and the Formless True Dharma can completely help you achieve this.
And anywhere in the country of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan, whether you are facing the mortal king or the ancestor of the sect, you only need to present your identity token, and the other party must recognize it. You can also give them orders at will, or even interfere with them. affairs and let them do something that is not that costly. If it's too big, then issue an ancient order.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the other party has not offended you. If any blind bitch dares not to give us face, then there is no need to exist.
If you encounter a powerful enemy and the female cultivator around you cannot help you stop it, you can directly use the identity token. The token contains the auras of many late-stage Zifus and even divine infants in the clan. Whoever takes action should first consider how close you are to me. You belong to my family, so if you take action in the past, you are from my family. If I can't use this lineage, then it depends on who can use it, but in short, you don't have to worry about no one taking action.
The people who can kill my Wuxiang Ancient Clan in this three-thirds of an acre of land are not even born yet, huh! ”
"I understand, foster father." Song Yan said respectfully.
Tang Xiaokong smiled kindly and said: "I hope that when we meet again in fifty years, you can give me a surprise."
"Yes, foster father."
"Okay, Han'er, then you can go." Tang Xiaokong nodded, and then he seemed to have thought of something. He hesitated to speak, but still said, "That female cultivator is not ordinary, her fighting power is quite impressive, ordinary It is impossible for Zifu to stand in front of her. She is also loyal to my Wuxiang clan. I am following you this time to relax my mind and understand my later thoughts.
However, you don't have to worry, she will never disobey you, and after hearing that you were stared at by Yin Yang Xuanlong for ten breaths, she also took the initiative to apply and wanted to be your person. ”
Song Yan said: "What does she want from me?"
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Tang Xiaokong smiled faintly and did not answer. He only said: "She will only die in front of you, but will never harm you."
Song Yan asked again: "Then, how should I call her?"
Tang Xiaokong said: "My ancestors called her Xi Yatou you, and Xi Auntie, that's it."
When Song Yan walked out of the garden, he saw Aunt Xi standing in the middle of the snow.
Aunt Xi looks really happy.
It was the joy of a cruel giant beast in human form.
She was eight feet long and extremely fat, almost the same height and length.
The fat meat is spread down one after another, like a hundred pieces of heavy steel armor. The legs are thicker than elephant legs. A pair of soybean-sized eyes are embedded in the center of the fat face, shining with a cold light, and the aura around the body seems to be countless. Ten slaughterhouses were stacked on top of each other, filled with an unpleasant murderous intent and fishy smell.
When the eyes saw the young man, Aunt Xi threw herself to the ground and shouted: "Master."
The reason why she fell down was because she could no longer kneel or bow down.
But in such a woman, Song Yan felt the extremely terrifying power of flesh and blood.
Tang Xiaokong's sentence "not ordinary" is indeed very reasonable.
This Aunt Xi is obviously an alternative in the Zifu realm.
Song Yan even felt that if Auntie Xi pressed down on Master Yingting, Master Yingting would be crushed until his eyeballs would pop out, and the bullet would fly dozens of feet away.
"Auntie Xi, please don't attack me anymore."
Song Yan said.
Aunt Xi's belly moved, she bounced herself up, and said in a cute tone: "Okay, Master."
Then, she asked: "Master, where are we going?"
Song Yan had been here for half a year and had already planned in his mind, so he smiled and said: "Come one by one."
If he was a fake, he would definitely be panicking now and even have to cover up.
But he is not.
No matter what the reason was, he was given the identity of a member of the Wuxiang Clan, and he is now the true genius of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Winter passes and spring comes.
The monk in the middle stage of Jianggong looked like he was thanking him profusely. However, the person who saw him off just said: "No need to thank me, this is the arrangement of the adults above. You really don't know what kind of luck you have hit." . I just came from a small sect in the southern part of Kuching, and I was assigned to one of the top five sects of our ancient clan to be a guest elder.”
This monk in the middle stage of Jianggong was one of the thirteen people who came with Tang Yi, and his name was Jiao Yifu.
Jiao Yi originally did some family affairs under the arrangement of Tang Yi, so he got used to it first, but just a few days ago, he suddenly got a secret order, saying that he was transferred to a large sect as a guest elder.
It's just skyrocketing.
"It's the master's benevolence and righteousness, the master's benevolence and righteousness. I, Jiao Yifu, will never forget the master's kindness. Even if I am in another sect, I will always be the master's person." The monk clapped his chest and was extremely excited.
"Go quickly. When you arrive at the sect, you must cherish this hard-won opportunity, practice hard often, and don't go out and wander around."
"Of course, of course! I will definitely break through the realm as soon as possible!"
The two exchanged pleasantries again, and then Jiao Yifu clasped his fists, took the order, and flew away with the imperial weapon.
The farewell person stood there, the spring breeze blowing his long hair, his face changed, and soon turned into another appearance. He seemed ordinary, but his eyes had a different kind of charm.
Suddenly, the air here became quiet, and all the humming of insects since the Waking of Insects stopped. The fishy wind blew in the face, and a huge fat figure fell with a thud, as if the god was hammering the earth hard. For a moment.
Song Yan said helplessly: "Aunt Xi, can you walk a little softer?"
Aunt Xi said: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm already walking very carefully."
Song Yan firmly believed that Aunt Xi would definitely be a terrifying beast that could make anyone tremble in fear.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have collapsed long ago with Aunt Xi's appearance and voice. Even if you don't collapse, you will feel fear and disgust.
But Song Yan treated her with a normal heart.
Because after getting along with each other for this period of time, he has understood that Aunt Xi is definitely a terrible enemy, but Aunt Xi seems to value him very much and take special care of him.
Song Yan believed that anything that tried to get close to him and hurt him would be blown away by Aunt Xi in anger.
After a brief question and answer, he looked at the leaving monk.
Aunt Xi didn't ask why he did this, she just looked around with her big eyes.
And when she felt that a certain monster had an evil aura, she would lick her lips. Even if the monster was still far away, she would be so frightened that it would pee and run away.
As for Song Yan's purpose, it was very simple.
That day, there were a total of thirteen people from the ancient clan who followed Tang Yilai. Three of them died accidentally due to the trial, leaving ten.
He got these ten people from the Xingxian Mother and arranged for them to go to ten major forces respectively. He also told them to practice well in the sect and not to go out to "wander".
Among these ten people, he even asked Fairy Xing to recognize him as a "godson", thus forming a Taoist couple with a woman from a powerful family in a certain powerful force.
Anyone who wants to offend these ten major forces will have a headache.
Therefore, it will not be easy for anyone to go to these ten forces and catch those ten people.
He knew that the demon monk must be looking for someone to investigate the situation here.
Therefore, he didn't mind adding a little more difficulty to the Demon Monk, even if he was not within the Demon Monk's search range at all. But as long as he can give the Demon Monk an extra stumbling block, he will spare no effort to do so.
Song Yan thought for a moment and then asked: "Aunt Xi, have you found the whereabouts of the person you were asked to check?"
Aunt Xi nodded her huge head, moved her palm, and took out a map.
The map of the ancient country is very convenient: you can use your spiritual consciousness to locate your location, no matter where you are, as long as you integrate that spiritual consciousness and look at the map, you can accurately find your destination.
What Song Yan is looking for is naturally the whereabouts of the "Southern Wu Jianmen".
Old friends and other things come second.
The most important thing is that he has understood that the core of his breakthrough to the middle stage of Zifu lies in the "Southern Wu Sword Gate".
His kindness and his care can only be most easily born in the soil of "Nanwu Jianmen".
He needs to move this opportunity to a safe place first. Otherwise, if he wants to find another opportunity, he doesn't know how much time and energy it will take.
If it had happened in the past, he would have lurked there cautiously and sneakily.
But now, there is no need!
Song Yan's eyes quickly passed over the map, and finally slowly landed on one place.
That place is not within the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but further east, it is close to a force called the "Night King Ancient Clan", and is separated from the "Wuxian Ancient Clan" by a whole building. A bloody place - Ice Mirror Wasteland.
The ancient teleportation array leading to Kuching is also in that direction.
Song Yan's previous journey was actually on the ice wasteland.
It was better to take a long detour than go through the wasteland. Obviously the Ice Mirror Wasteland was a dangerous place.
The Nanwu Sword Gate is located near the Ice Mirror Wasteland. It seems that the surrounding area is quite barren.
"Aunt Xi, I want this sect."
Song Yan raised his hand and clicked "Nan Wu Jianmen".
Aunt Xi turned around, tilted her head, stared at the map, thought about it again, and simply said one word: "Okay."
Song Yan asked: "Is it difficult?"
Aunt Xi looked thoughtful, as if she was considering "whether it's difficult or not." She raised her fat hand for a long time, touched the gap between her thumb and index finger, and said, "Maybe, a little, just a little."
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After saying that, she grinned and said: "This Nanwu Jianmen actually has some connections with others."
Song Yan:? ? ?
This was something he never expected.
Aunt Xi looked at his curious eyes and explained: "Five thousand years ago, there were two powerful ancient tribes on this land, one was called the Longxiang Ancient Clan and the other was called the Lingbo Ancient Clan.
I am a descendant of the ancient Longxiang clan.
The little sect leader of Nanwu Jianmen is a descendant of the ancient Lingbo clan. ”
Song Yan said: "Where are the two dragon-elephant Lingbo tribes now?"
Aunt Xi said: "Dead."
Song Yan said: "How did you die?"
Aunt Xi sweetly said: "Master needs to work hard to become stronger before he knows."
After saying that, she changed the subject and said with a smile: "The Jianmen and I are both descendants of the dead clan, this is the origin.
As for the little difficulty, it is the Ancient Night King Clan, because the Ancient Night King Clan was once a subordinate tribe of the Lingbo Ancient Clan. When the Lingbo Ancient Clan was destroyed, the Ancient Night King Clan did a lot of adding insult to injury and arrested them. Those members of the ancient Lingbo tribe who are still alive want to continue the power of their race for their own use.
Nowadays, the little sect master of Nanwu Jianmen has actually been separated by several generations, and is no longer that important. However, he is famous far and wide. Many monks are aware of his beauty and want to use him as a furnace.
It's a pity that someone from the ancient Night King clan is eyeing them. ”
Song Yan said: "Did you take action then?"
Auntie Xi said: "Nanwu Jianmen has made great contributions to repairing the ancient teleportation array. The ancient tribe alliance promised him fifty years to cultivate his health and recuperate, and granted him ten years to use the Xuanxin. Now, the time has passed."
Song Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Aunt Xi, I don't care, I just heard that little lady's reputation, I just want her to be my furnace, I don't care, I don't care about anything!"
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Aunt Xi nodded heavily and said, "That's how it should be."
More than a month later.
The ancient Night King clan, a sect in the Northland.
A sinister-looking young master was crossing his legs, eating xuanguo, and drinking fairy wine. Suddenly, someone stumbled in from outside, shouting as he ran: "No, sir, something bad is going to happen!!"
Young Master Yin Zhi frowned, pointed at the man and said, "Why are you so worried?"
The person who rushed in said: "It's the little lady Yu Xuanwei from Nanwu Jianmen."
Young Master Yin Zhi is a member of the ancient Yewang clan, named Ye Fu.
The man continued: "Someone. Someone rushed to the sky above Nanwu Jianmen and said that he wanted Mrs. Yu to be a Taoist companion and the entire Nanwu Jianmen as a dowry."
Ye Fu was stunned for a moment, and anger soon appeared on his brows. He slammed the table and smashed it into pieces. Unable to contain his anger, he said: "Impossible! Who dares to compete with me on this land?
I have already made it clear that that little lady is mine, who dares to touch her? ”
The man smiled bitterly and said: "Those are people from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan."
Ye Fu's expression froze slightly and he murmured: "This is indeed possible."
But while he was talking, he said angrily: "Can I just do this because I am a member of a powerful ancient tribe? I must tell my elders about this and ask them to uphold justice!!"
The person who rushed in just smiled bitterly. He could only pass on a message about this kind of fight between gods.
At this time, the sky above Nanwu Jianmen.
The beauty in scarlet brocade looked at the sky with a strange expression.
Not only has the years not left any traces of aging on her body, but it has actually made her even more charming, like a fairy peach that takes hundreds of years to ripen and is now plump, juicy and even more attractive.
Yu Xuanwei was already desperate.
Because she was targeted by a dandy from the ancient Night King clan.
The dude announced early to everyone around him that she was destined to be his woman.
Yu Xuanwei relied on many means to delay it until now. Seeing that she could no longer delay it, something changed unexpectedly at this time.
The dandy from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan was sitting in a flying chariot, floating in the sky, unreasonably announcing that she was his woman, and whoever touched her would die.
Beside the dandy, a woman who looked like a murderous beast was floating quietly, looking southward, as if waiting for the arrival of the dissatisfied.
(End of chapter)