Chapter 160 159. Good days are coming! ( words - big chapter, please subscribe) The Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the ancestral secret realm, the entrance. Tang Yi and Xing Xianmu are still waiting. But time has passed for a long time, so long that the boy who entered should have come out. Suddenly, Tang Yi sighed and said, "Mom, there is no need to wait any longer. Brother Han may not come out." He closed his eyes painfully, but when he opened them, he returned to his original positive and sunny appearance, which made people feel close to him. Xing Xianmu was stunned and was about to ask, but was interrupted by Tang Yi. Tang Yi said softly: "Brother Ruohan is just an ordinary Wuxiang clan member, so he won't be like this. But the golden light just now is enough to prove that he has a terrifying talent. He is the real genius of our clan." After that, he smiled and said: "I, Tang Yi, feel honored to find such a genius for our clan!" Xingxianmu understood immediately. She was a little silent, but subconsciously felt that no matter what happened to the old monster, it was not strange, because he was a monster who came out alive from the soul threshold of the king of accomplices. He was a monster who could still control her with the blood slave ancient talisman without being backfired by her even if he was only at the seventh level of Lianxuan.
Such a monster is naturally stronger than the soul. But then, Xingxianmu suddenly seemed to think of something, and a hidden fear gradually emerged in her eyes. As her thoughts became clearer, the fear became more intense. She originally thought that the old monster wanted to rely on her and Yi'er, but the old monster was able to pass the test of the Wuxiang ancient clan. But even so, she was not panicked, because even if the old monster became a member of the Wuxiang clan, he was still a nobody and needed to form an alliance with her and Yi'er. This would be good for everyone. But now, everything has changed! The old monster became the prodigy of the Wuxiang ancient clan in one fell swoop, and he no longer needs this kind of alliance. In other words, for the old monster, she and Yi'er are no longer of much use. On the contrary, she knows too much. 'I don't want to die. I don't want to die yet.' Xingxianmu felt her heart pounding wildly, and the strong fear made her limbs weak and her mouth dry. She had already calculated it clearly for the old monster: only if she died in an accident, the old monster's secret would be completely hidden. But she couldn't tell anyone, and even if she didn't want to harm Yi'er, she had to create an illusion of "accident" for herself to avoid trouble. "Let's go, mother." Tang Yi smiled, as if she was really proud and proud of finding a prodigy of her own clan. He smiled brightly and turned around. Xing Xian Mu also turned around stiffly. The person they sent here no longer had much to do with them, and even if they did, it was only superficial. And at this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the archway. The footsteps were hurried and unconcealed.
The two turned back at the same time, and saw a young man running from the Xuanyu trail under the shade of trees. When he arrived at the door, the young man stopped, panting, looking at the two 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 and said: "Brother Han, why... why did you come out now?" Song Yan smiled and said: "If not now, when will you come out?" He walked forward while talking, and when he came to Tang Yi's side, he said: "I haven't thanked Brother Yi properly yet. Besides, if I continue to stay in this house, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see Brother Yi off. Brother Yi will have a long and bright future, and it will take decades. It would be great to see Brother Yi in decades. It's not good to let him know. However, I am just a junior who practices Xuan. Brother Yi, are you willing to give me a face?" Tang Yi:. An inexplicable emotion arose from the bottom of his heart. He has come all the way through hardships, and he is rarely moved. But he had to admit that he was really moved at this time. He knew very well what role he played in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. He knew even better what would happen if the Wuxiang Ancient Clan discovered a genius. At this moment, 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 Grandfather, and inherit some of the secret arts of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. And the reason why this young man appeared here was obviously to force 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, could he do it? Tang Yi felt that he might not be able to do it, because such an opportunity was too rare, he was reluctant to waste it, so he would not go out in all likelihood. Because of this, an indescribable warmth suddenly surged in his heart. He took a deep breath, looked at the young man in front of him, and laughed. Song Yan also laughed. The two looked at each other, laughing more and more happily, and then hooked each other's shoulders, looked up at the sky and laughed out of this secret realm. Sometimes, happiness is like this, no need to say more, because everything is in the heart. After the three figures disappeared, Tang Xiaokong slowly walked out from behind the door, waving a palm-leaf fan, looking at the empty door, couldn't help but smile, and said: "Interesting boy." Song Yan and Tang Yi agreed to float a big white, and it really floated a big white. It's just not a restaurant, but a green mountain with beautiful scenery. The bonfire was burning, and four people gathered around it. In addition to Song Yan, there were Tang Yi's Taoist partner and Xing Xianmu. Tang Yi's Taoist partner is called Huo Lanxin. She is the only descendant of a sect's ancestor. She is a gifted genius and has a high status in the sect. That's why she can marry into the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
She married a rich husband, but Tang Yi did not. Wuxiang people should marry Wuxiang people. The clan tacitly allowed him to marry Huo Lanxin. Of course, there are other meanings in it. If you only have blood but lose the mask, you can't be considered a real Wuxiang person. At the beginning, Song Yan and Tang Yi drank and ate meat, Huo Lanxin cooked beside them, and Xing Xianmu's head was buzzing, wondering how long this old monster would pretend. But soon, the person who cooked became Song Yan. Song Yan turned the barbecue skillfully. His cooking skills were already unique, and now they are even more amazing. Soon, Tang Yi and the other three began to eat without thinking. Xingxianmu also forgot about her worries and just ate happily, thinking: ‘The old monster made it so delicious, wow, so delicious. ’ There was also a small episode during the period, that is, there was actually a monster in the mountains that was attracted by the smell of barbecue, and then it was killed by Huo Lanxin with a sword and turned into barbecue. After eating and drinking, the few people talked about their cultivation insights, interesting stories of ancient countries, etc. During this period, Song Yan mostly listened, and then he got up to clean up when he saw that it was dusk. If it was before, Tang Yi might still have a trace of inner demon, a trace of inner demon brought by "Song Han, the last straw", but at this moment, this inner demon has dissipated. He took advantage of the alcohol to let his wife and mother wait where they were, and he and Song Yan took a walk away. When they were far away, Tang Yi said drunkenly: "Brother Han treats me sincerely, I am really grateful." Song Yan said: "Why do you have to say all this?" Tang Yi laughed and said: "Why do you have to say all this!" He closed his eyes deeply and suddenly said: "Brother Han, I ask you a question, you answer it like this." Song Yan said: "Please go ahead." Tang Yi hesitated and said with some difficulty: "You and my mother, can you..." Song Yan stared at him with wide eyes. Tang Yi mustered up his courage and uttered the last two words: "Dual cultivation?" Song Yan was stunned and shook his head repeatedly: "How is it possible? Brother Yi, what are you thinking?!" Tang Yi also blushed and stammered: "Then, then, 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 have some close relatives in my hometown. All of these are known to the Fairy Mother. This is one reason. Second, the Fairy Mother should be able to recognize my character, and will repay me for what I have given her. That's why she trusts me." The last little grudge in Tang Yi's heart was immediately untied. At this time, he only felt that his heart was clear and open, without any obstacles.
Although the Purple Mansion is far away, he has no more constraints in his heart, and this trip will definitely be smooth sailing. Tang Yi said deeply: "Brother Han, from now on you and I are real brothers. No matter what happens in the future, I, Tang Yi, will definitely stand by your side. Thank you!" The two returned immediately, and then the four of them returned in a sedan chair. That night, Song Yan would stay temporarily in Tang Yi's mansion, and then he would be escorted by Xing Xianmu to the ancestral secret realm. The secret realm requires the Wuxiang clan to activate, but Song Yan's realm is low, so he needs to be escorted. Late at night. Tang Yi's mansion. Every pavilion in the back house has the effect of isolating visits, and Song Yan's residence is also like this. Xing Xianmu moved quietly, and when she arrived in front of a pavilion, her face changed several times, and finally took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and turned her body, revealing a wanton look, smiled charmingly at Song Yan who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, and pointed her toes, and flew over with a light veil. She thought about it for a day and felt that all she could do was to try her best to please this old monster with her body. However, she heard a faint voice halfway through. "Aunt Xing." Xing Xianmu turned around and landed in front of Song Yan, biting her lip and said, "Master." Song Yan said, "Aunt Xing, now you and I don't need to be together to maintain our relationship." Xing Xianmu certainly understood. She was no longer useful. If the old monster in front of him wanted to kill her, there was no need to do so. Song Yan said, "In the past few days, I have resolved the inner demons that may erupt for Tang Yi. His road to the Purple Mansion should be unobstructed." Xing Xianmu said deeply, "Thank you, Master." Then he said, "From now on, since the master is the Tianjiao of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, I and Yi'er will really rely on the master." Song Yan nodded gently and said, "I have always been good to my own people." Xing Xianmu showed a happy expression. She found that not only did she not have to die, but she also exceeded her original goal, from relying on the old monster to relying on an old monster with the identity of "Wuxiang Ancient Clan Tianjiao". She said sweetly, "Master, what else should I do?" Song Yan suddenly asked, "Will Huo Lanxin leave with Tang Yi this time?" Xingxianmu didn't know what the master meant, but answered, "She and Yi'er are Taoist companions, so they should go together." Song Yan said, "If you have powerful cultivators under your command, gather them as soon as possible. If there are Purple Mansion cultivators who are on good terms with you, it's best to invite them in the next few years. Because... you will be in trouble soon." Xingxianmu was stunned and said, "What trouble?"
Song Yan said, "This trouble would have been aimed at you, Huo Lanxin, and Tang Yi, but since the latter two left with the ancestors of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, there would be no problem. And you will become the only target." 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 we were outside, the slave family would still be afraid, but this is the home of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. In this three-quarter 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. only 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. Even if they offend the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, it would be best." Xing Fairy Mother 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 for you 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 filled with thought, and he straightened Fairy Xing's disheveled 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 stunned 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 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, making them look 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! You came here personally to capture this formation. Do you want 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 some monks selected by the Qianlong Society are just some of them. What do you want with these?" The Insect King said: "I only want the information of the person who used this ancient teleportation array at that time!" 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 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.
This work is compiled and uploaded by Liujiu Book Bar~~ "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 sent 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 time. 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 the first time you see it: 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 Yan said: "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, something 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 child pays homage to his 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 the dust on his knees, and said with a smile: "Han'er, don't kneel 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 really can’t 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 taken advantage of him. If he wants to swallow 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 quickly applied Feng Chengzi's aura all over the soul's appearance. Fortunately, he not only has a strong soul, but also has more precise control, 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 Yan said: "Father, what exactly 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. 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 events a thousand years ago, the ancient teleportation array was completely destroyed, cutting off the route 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-yang black dragon, and the Tianchi here. Anyone of our clan who practices here can consolidate their talent and be considered a blessing from their 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 temples. 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 tribe. 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 understand, 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: "Come on, I will tell you the secret skills of my clan and some points to pay attention to when traveling in the country, and then you can go out to practice and practice. These few days, I told the clan leader about you. The clan leader decided to send you a female cultivator from the Purple Mansion. She will obey you completely. This can be regarded as the protection of the Tianjiao by our Wuxiang Ancient Clan. After all, you have only practiced the seventh level of Xuan. Even if you have the token of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan, you are still likely to encounter some blind and fearless dogs! " Song Yan understood. He really became the second generation of the ancients. And he is a dandy second generation of the ancients with powerful lackeys and terrible backstage. Anyone who dares to provoke him will trigger the mode of "beating the younger and the older one will come" Feng Shui turns around. No matter what the future holds, his miserable days seem to have come to an end for the time being. Good days are coming!