In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

Ding! It is detected that the descendant of the host Wang Mengyao has advanced to the ghost realm, and the host will be rewarded for the cultivation of the fourth level of the sacred realm!"

In the valley, Lin Yichen, who was sitting on the Easy Chair and salted fish, suddenly heard a systemic voice in his mind.

Boom!

In an instant, a huge force appeared in his body, merged into his inner world, and doubled its size again!

"It's not bad to be promoted to the ghost realm in a month."

Lin Yichen sat up slightly and looked out of the valley, Wang Mengyao, who was practicing in a cold place.

In a month, the other party broke through the two major realms from the lowest ghost, and entered the realm of ghosts.

As for Lin Yichen, his cultivation level has also stepped from the second level of the holy realm to the fourth level of heaven.

"I had to wait until Yao girl was promoted to the Ghost Commander Realm before leaving, but I sensed before that my little black seems to have been born, and I have to find it first..."

Lin Yichen muttered to himself.

Otherwise, it is afraid that the other party will act on impulse and do something stupid.

Xiao Hei doesn't care about anything else, he only cares about himself, the master.

Back then, when he was weak, he encountered a monk who murdered and seized a treasure. At that time, Xiao Hei desperately tried not to, and even bit off one of the monk's legs, giving Lin Yichen a chance to fight back.

There are countless things like this.

It can be said that Xiao Hei has always been with him growing up, longer than his apprentices and adopted sons and daughters have been with him.

For Lin Yichen, the other party is no longer just a pet, but more like a close friend.

"But when I sealed Xiao Hei, I gave it countless treasures and medicines. After thousands of years of precipitation, its cultivation realm should be more than the first layer of the cave..."

Lin Yichen is born dead and unable to practice independently, but the big black dog is not.

Back then, Lin Yichen would use the rewards he obtained to feed this big black dog, some immortal magic medicine, real dragon blood, real dragon heart, real dragon legs, etc., without any duplication.

Today, although the appearance of this big black dog is still dog-like, on the inside, f*ck is an immemorial dragon, and it is not necessarily stronger than its bloodline and physique.

It can be said that this is a real dragon in a dog's skin!

"Xiao Hei, you wait, your master, I'm here to find you, this time, I have prepared your favorite, Shenlu Dragon Liver..."

Lin Yichen smiled.

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a few days later.

"Ancestor, I broke through and reached the realm of ghosts, you..."

In the valley, when Wang Mengyao consolidated her state and came back to Lin Yichen to ask for compliments.

But there was no one there, only a jade slip and a box were placed on the stone table.

Wang Mengyao's expression changed, she immediately stepped forward, picked up the jade slip, and penetrated into a trace of consciousness. In an instant, Lin Yichen's voice sounded:

"Yao girl, Patriarch, I have something to deal with temporarily, let's take a step first, after I leave, you must not leave your practice, there is a gift from me and a contact orb in the box next to you, and we will meet you when you reach the ghost king realm. "

The words came to an abrupt end here, and Wang Mengyao had already burst into tears by this time.

Although she knew that she would be separated sooner or later, she did not expect that this day would come so quickly.

Wang Mengyao has been dead for decades, and has always been alone. Now she finally met Lin Yichen, and she has experienced the beautiful feeling of her relatives after a long absence.

All this made her feel extremely happy.

Now, the sudden separation broke this beauty and made it difficult for her to accept it for a while.

However, she was no longer the little girl she used to be, and she quickly wiped away her tears and calmed down.

Wang Mengyao picked up the box on the stone table and slowly opened it, only to see two things lying inside.

One is a purple contact orb, while the other...

"Book of Life and Death."

Wang Mengyao read these three words softly, not sure if it was an illusion, for a moment, she felt the whole world tremble.

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Secret world.

chant!

There is a sword sound echoing the heaven and earth, the sword light is like a long dragon, and it is like a galaxy, dazzling and extremely dazzling.

And in the next moment, it became clear and plain.

But it opened the secret world, it was dark and dark, chaotic, and divided the yin and yang!

After a long time, the sword light dissipated, revealing a beautiful girl with a cool face, a body like a sword, hair like a sword, eyebrows like a sword, eyes like a sword.

Exactly, Ji Haoxue.

"As expected of the Chaos Sword Body, in just a few months, I have mastered my idealistic swordsmanship, and the rest, I can't teach you anything."

An old voice sounded, Master Qi Yuan looked at Ji Haoxue, and couldn't be more satisfied.

There is nothing more gratifying than seeing one's own heritage carried forward in later generations.

"The inheritance has been completed, and I don't have any regrets in the old way. This brand is about to pass away, but before it dissipates, the old way still wants to hear you call me Master, okay?"

However, there was no sound for a while.

Master Qiyuan laughed at himself, "If you don't call it, don't call it, I'm not strong at the old man......"

"Master."

Suddenly, a voice sounded softly.

Master Qiyuan was startled for a moment, then a thick smile appeared on his face, he nodded heavily, "Hey!"

The next moment, his figure began to become illusory.

At the end, Venerable Qiyuan's eyes became blurred, and he felt as if he had returned to the place where he practiced swordsmanship when he first entered kendo.

Every time I practice my sword, there is a shadow standing in the distance, watching me silently, as if forever.

He couldn't help but silently said: "A person who is extremely fond of swords is extremely affectionate, and a person who is single-minded throughout his life..."

The voice has not fallen, and the people have dissipated.

Leaving Ji Haoxue alone, she respectfully kowtowed three times towards the place where Venerable Qiyuan passed away.

"Your wish, I will help you achieve it, one day, the name of idealistic swordsmanship will resound throughout the three thousand states."

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in a tea shop.

This is the border of Ziyuan Domain, and there are many people coming and going, but most of them are monks.

After all, it is impossible for mortals to leave the Purple Origin Domain in their entire lives.

At this moment, two figures were sitting on the table on the far left of the tea shop.

One of them is a handsome young man with a clever look on his eyebrows, and at first glance he is a naughty master.

The other is a very handsome young man in white.

"Brother Lin, why did you pour the tea on the ground?"

At this time, the smart boy looked at the behavior of the young man in white pouring tea, and couldn't help but wonder.

"It's nothing, it's just to pay homage to an old friend who has passed away. Although he didn't deal with me before his death, after all, he is also a contemporaries..."

Lin Yichen looked in the direction of Tianyuanyu and sighed softly.