Beastmaster of the Ages

Just as Li Tianming walked quickly towards the cabinet without hesitation, two words of majesty and heavyness suddenly came from the door.

"Wait a minute."

Li Tianming got a headache when he heard these two words.

Obviously, the better the Ancestral Infusion Spirit is, the harder it is to get it. Even if King Anyang moves quickly, those who are interested will still come up after smelling it.

But this time, the young clan king, An Luan, came!

The supreme leader of the next generation of the An tribe!

Li Tianming turned around and saw this man wearing a golden and black dragon robe, standing in the light and shadow, like an imperial and angry dragon, with deep eyes, looking at them.

"Brother, despite his busy schedule, you still have time to come to Anyuan Pavilion?" An Zhen said in a calm tone, obviously she was somewhat unexpected about his arrival.

"If you don't come back, you'll be emptied of all your money."

An Luan never looked at King Anyang from beginning to end, but gave a 'warning' to his second son, An Zhen.

But he did not continue to talk about this topic, but asked, "Is dad in there?"

"Father is working on the cabinet." An Zhen nodded and said.

"Um."

An Luan didn't say anything. He stepped forward with a strong aura, and Li Tianming could only turn aside to let him advance into the cabinet.

"You guys wait outside." An Zhen said.

"Dad, is it okay?" An Ning asked Wang Dao Anyang.

King Anyang looked at An Luan's back as he entered, and said calmly, "It must be difficult to wake him up, but let's see what he says."

What he meant was that everything made sense, and if Li Tianming gained anything, he deserved it.

After finishing speaking, King Anyang followed An Zhen and entered the cabinet.

The cabinet was dark, with candles burning in the depths. Through a deep corridor, at the end of the corridor, before the light, there was a secret room. In the secret room, there was an upright and burly old man, sitting cross-legged.

It was none other than the An clan king, An Dingtian.

Anluan, the emperor of the young clan, came behind him and said hello, "I have met my father."

"Do you have any objections to my nodding?" An Dingtian's tone was calm. Although it was a question, it was not easy to judge how much dissatisfaction there was in his mood.

An Luan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "My father is trying to fight for the future of the An clan. Naturally, I have no objection. However, there are some new things about this son at present. I think it is necessary to study it."

"Your second brother and ninth brother are both here. If anything happens, tell me." An Dingtian seemed to be quite patient with his eldest son and sounded relatively calm.

An Luan looked back at An Zhen and King Anyang, his expression unchanged, and said, "If you give a person with a foreign surname an ancestor's spiritual infusion that only takes ten thousand years to use, you naturally want him to win the ranking of God Emperors. Let's not talk about the difficulty. , assuming that he really breaks through history and takes the first place, the Imperial Clan’s Ghosts and Gods Royal Family will serve as an olive branch as princess and consort. With their power, they are naturally greater than the An Clan. Therefore, I think that our An Clan is falling into marrying for others. The risk of clothing.”

An Zhen said, "You are questioning Li Tianming's character."

An Luan shook his head and said, "What I question is human nature. The driving force of human nature is to climb up. Once you reach a new level, there are stepping stones behind you... The ghosts and gods of the Imperial Clan will not be willing to share a future with us."

After finishing speaking, he looked at An Dingtian's back and said, "Father, I just want to say that no one of us can guarantee that after feeding this person up, he will be devoted to the An clan. He will hand over the great cause of the clan to In terms of the emotional maintenance of a clan girl, it is a slightly childish behavior, and it is useless.

Whether it is the Astral Universe Divine Way or the Ancestral Spirit Infusion, it all depends on the situation. "

"You have said so much, and it's all because you can't tie this real dragon only by relying on Ning'er's feelings." King Anyang was silent before speaking.

"It has nothing to do with Ning'er. No feelings will do. The only thing that can truly make a group of people live and die together and have the same destiny is blood and clan soul." After An Luan finished speaking, he looked deep into the cabinet, which is where the clan soul is carried. .

"Isn't it the same as imbuing his ancestors with souls to have clan souls?" An Zhen curled her lips.

"That's not what he cares about. What he is sure of is that Ning'er can't hold Li Tianming down." King Anyang said calmly.

An Luan didn't respond, which was a kind of acquiescence. No matter how Li Tianming went against heaven, the direct lineage of the Young Clan Emperor would never change their understanding of An Ning.

"Let Ning'er come in."

At this moment, the clan leader An Dingtian suddenly said something.

King Anyang nodded and went out. Not long after, he brought the slightly nervous An Ning into the secret room.

"grandfather……"

An Ning greeted him respectfully, not knowing why he was brought in first at this time.

The atmosphere here is indeed a bit serious for a junior like her.

"Your uncle thinks you are not enough to make Li Tianming fall in love with the An clan. You can find a way to convince him." An Dingtian said calmly.

"ah?"

When An Ning heard this, she felt really stressed.

Just rely on yourself to convince?

How to convince?

She looked at the expressions of her father and the other two brothers, and roughly understood that the clan emperor must have known it well. He allowed herself to convince herself. For An Luan, once he succeeds, it will naturally be more convincing.

This is also a great honor to An Luan!

So, An Ning thought for a moment, and she knew that when the problem focused on herself, there was only one way!

"Uncle, please come to the real world dock and have a look!"

After saying that, An Ning closed his eyes and the person turned into light and shadow.

The next moment, An Luan, An Zhen and King Anyang also turned into light and shadow, appearing hazy.

But soon!

The four of them returned to the Avalokitesvara Realm at the same time!

I saw the young clan emperor An Luan's eyes widening with a truly moved expression. He looked at An Ning in disbelief, "How could you complete a hundred thousand years of journey in just a few hundred years!"

The reason why he was shocked was obviously because none of his descendants under Long Live had the achievements that An Ning had now.

Not only him, but also An Zhen and King Anyang behind him had strange expressions, especially King Anyang...

He originally wanted An Ning to show off the third- and fourth-level Tianming Universe God, but he didn't know that she would fly to such an extent...and she didn't even tell him!

Facing the shock of the three brothers, An Ning felt full of pride in her heart. She also knew what An Luan was thinking, so she said calmly, "Uncle, Tianming and I have built each other up. Without me, he would not be what he is today. Our Antian Imperial Clan , but don’t belittle yourself.”

Although it's a bit pretentious to say this, there is no other way to stop this person's mouth.

However, An Ning was still surprised.

"Grandpa is in the Guanzi Realm, but he immediately knows that I have made progress? He is so discerning, how far has my cultivation reached?"

Knowing it first, yet still being so calm, I can only say that he is worthy of being the king of the clan.