Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Ning Lan was rescued by Emperor Underworld when his life was hanging by a thread, and he presented Luo Shenzhou and the Water Bead. Now he is also a 70th-rank river god.

Xiao Lin was stunned for a while, looking at Ning Lan and Ning Fu Lian, the more they looked, the more they felt that their sisters looked very alike.

"Unexpectedly, inadvertently, I made up for your regrets that you might not be able to complete it for your entire life."

Xiao Lin couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart, and slowly stood up: "In that case, Ning Fu Lian, from now on, please leave it to you with your Big sis."

Ning Lan was startled slightly, his face was anxious: "Young Master Xiao, why?"

"Ning Lan has already made up his mind that he will follow Young Master Xiao in this life and this life. You might have made a promise to let me be by your side forever."

"Don't you want me to follow you anymore?"

"No, Ning Lan, don't get me wrong, I don't want to break my promise."

Xiao Lin shook his head, and smiled bitterly: "I just...can't accept it anymore, making the person I care about die because of me."

After that, Xiao Lin apologized and nodded to Ning Lan. He didn't want to speak any more and left without looking back.

Seeing Xiao Lin's back figure drifting away, Ning Lan sullen with tears in her eyes, and sat on the ground with a plop.

"Big sis, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Fu Lian was puzzled, "It's just for a man, why is it so sad?"

"Fu Lian, you don't understand at all."

Ning Lan shook his head and said bitterly, "He is fundamentally different from other men."

"He obviously has the position of commanding the common people and the unparalleled strength, but he has no pretensions. He is caring and considerate to anyone, let alone bullying the weak."

"He is willing to act righteously for the weak, but he has no fear in the face of strong enemies. To others, he is so stupid, but he is so respectable from the bottom of his heart."

With a mist of water in her eyes, Ning Lan said with a sad smile: "If you can always be around such a man, for any woman, it will be a privilege that is difficult to cultivate in the third life."

Ning Fu Lian scratched his head, obviously having a little understanding of what Ning Lan said.

"Sister, since you like him so much, don't sit here foolishly."

"Go, I'll take you to find him!"

"No, no more."

Ning Lan shook his head, sighed heavily, and said with a wry smile: "Only cows and sheep are in groups, and he is a proud lone wolf."

"No matter what happens, we must not be a burden that drags him down."

Xiao Lin left Wuling Mountain and sat under an old locust tree at the foot of the mountain, always feeling lost.

First, Tianshu colluded with Five Elements Elder to betray, and then Tianshi died in Li Qingxu's hands in order to protect him.

When he first came to Cangwu Continent, the remnant soul left behind by Emperor Underworld once told him that the Eight Venerables were his most reliable and powerful assistant in conquering this continent.

Now, two of them have fallen, and the remaining six are also seriously injured, and it is difficult to recover their vitality in a short time.

And it was the Shen Pavilion in Dongzhou that worried Xiao Lin.

If it comes to strength, Shen Pavilion is not worthy of fear.

But Xiao Lin had a hunch that the appearance of the Shen Pavilion was more like an eyeliner sent by the God Realm to survey their newly formed Underworld Army and his Xiao Lin's strength.

It also means that after a short while, the God Realm will send a large army to attack, and once again call on the tens of thousands to reproduce the catastrophe of the Cangwu Continent.

And now he has not even been able to conquer even Dongzhou, not to mention being supported by the mainland's air transport, breaking through the fetters of the hundred-level divine product.

"Emperor Ming, Emperor Ming."

Xiao Lin scratched his hair irritably, and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect that what you left me was such a tricky mess."

Just as Xiao Lin was upset, there was a laughing voice in front of him: "Ho ho, it's really rare for Donor Xiao to talk to himself here."

Xiao Lin was slightly startled, and looked up and fixed his eyes. It was the abbot of Vulcan who came to him with a cane.

"Abbot."

Xiao Lin smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't you go out and wander, why are you back again?"

"Donor Xiao, don't make fun of the poor monk."

The abbot of Vulcan smiled and said, "Even if the poor monk is very old and so old, he has traveled the entire Cangwu Continent and returned to the starting point for such a long time."

It was only then that Xiao Lin realized that he had left the Cangwu Continent for more than a year before, with the unfathomable Cultivation Base of the Abbot of Vulcan, even if he traveled along the way, he must have already visited a circle.

The abbot of Vulcan said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the poor monk would be able to help Xiao Donor solve problems when he returned to Zhongzhou. It is a wonderful fate."

"Abbot, this time I am afraid that even you will not be able to help me with my worries."

Xiao Lin sighed heavily: "My most trusted subordinate was killed by the enemy in order to protect me. This heavy loss, and the guilt left in my heart, I am afraid that the rest of my life will not be able to make up. "

"Donor Xiao, what you are talking about should be the woman who uses a huge shield as a weapon?"

Xiao Lin was startled slightly, and nodded heavily, "Abbot, how did you know?"

"The poor monk knows the art of divination, did the donor Xiao forget it?"

Xiao Lin's mind was dumbfounded, and his face suddenly became excited.

"Abbot of Vulcan, since you already know what worries me, do you already know the way to relieve my worries?"

"The Donor Xiao is really brilliant, and of course the poor monks are all in the Three Treasures Hall."

The Vulcan Abbot’s smile became a little mysterious: "Since Donor Xiao is worried about the Donor of the Sky Shield, if you only need to save the Donor of the Sky Shield, the unnatural cloud will disappear?"

"Abbot, are you kidding me?"

Xiao Lin sighed, "Tiandun is already dead, how can I save her even if I am capable of reaching the sky?"

"Donor Xiao, life and death are only for the weak, and those strong at Cultivation Base can enter the eternal Samsara."

The abbot of Vulcan smiled, "Especially a strong person like the Heavenly Shield donor, whose will is as strong as a stone, even if the body and soul are destroyed, their will will never die."

Xiao Lin was stunned when he heard it, and said in a puzzled way, "Abbot, what do you mean..."

"Before the donor Xiao, hasn't he seen many deceased people who died under your hands?"

For this reason, the abbot of Vulcan reminded him that even a fool could not understand Xiao Lin, and suddenly realized.

"Abbot of Vulcan, I understand!"

"What you mean is that I can enter the underworld again and bring back the remnant soul of the sky shield!"

"The poor monk just came up with an idea, and it is up to Xiao Donor himself to decide what to do."

The abbot of Vulcan was a little stern, and said solemnly, "But the poor monk wants to remind Donor Xiao that this will have any consequences."

"The death of the soul and the rebirth of Samsara are the irreversible laws of the Cangwu Continent and the whole world. If the donor Xiao wants to forcibly steal the soul from the underworld, he is equivalent to heaven-defying."

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