Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

“Buzz buzz…”

Each sarcophagus erupted into a sky-reaching light pillar, and dozens of sky-reaching light pillars of different colors penetrated into the sky, all exuding immortal divine aura, injecting huge and endless luck power into the destiny vision of the Zixiao Holy Land. .

In the blink of an eye, the power of luck in the entire Zixiao Holy Land boiled like a raging fire cooking oil. Pieces of purple smoke were rippling, and green clouds filled the air. The sun, moon and stars were faintly visible in the steaming clouds, and there were more. The destiny vision is taking shape.

At this moment, countless layers of sealing patterns on the outside of each sarcophagus quickly disappeared, and each coffin lid became transparent, revealing the skinny and old figures lying inside.

As Shou Yuan’s white light penetrated their bodies, the immortal divine fire in their true spirits burned fiercely, rippling out the majestic sea-like power of Shen Xi, quickly nourishing their energy and spirit.

Each withered body plumped up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sparse and gray hair was replaced by long black and flowing hair. The skin with crisscrossed grooves quickly became crystal clear and delicate, and pairs of turbid eyes quickly became as bright as stars. , the whole body is rejuvenated.

Light the divine fire and live forever.

Gods have longevity of ten thousand years, and gods, gods, emperors, gods, and quasi-sages have even more longevity.

No matter what stage of the gods they are, ten thousand years of life is enough to restore them to their peak state!

“Swipe, swipe, swipe…”

One by one, the ancestors emerged from their sarcophagi and appeared in the sky above the ancestral mausoleum. Their eyes were full of shock.

After a rough sweep, the people standing in the void were all handsome young men and smart girls with red lips and white teeth. Except for their eyes, which were a little bit worn, everyone was in better condition than many core disciples of Zixiao Holy Land, and they didn’t look a bit senile. What does it look like?

“People in the world often say that flowers never bloom again and people never become young again! Haha, I never thought that I, Ling Tian, ​​would still be a teenager again!”

“This is not only the return of energy and spirit to the peak, but also the restoration of life span. It’s really incredible! Even the legendary emperor probably doesn’t have such means! I’m really getting more and more curious about the true origin of Mr. Jiang !”

“Grandma, just have fun! No matter what Xiao Jiang’s background is, he is a part of my Zixiao Holy Land, so why bother to delve deeper?”

“It turns out that Grand Master Uncle was so handsome and handsome when he was young, haha. I have always seen you looking like an old man. When I first saw you looking like this, I was really not used to it!”

“Hey, the current state is tantamount to living in the second life! In this era of great strife, we old guys might have a chance to become saints! By then, the foundation of Zixiao Holy Land will increase dramatically. Times!”

“Is this all you’ve got? With so many of us old guys surviving the second life, we must cultivate a great emperor in this life!”

“I have been sleeping in a coffin for 30,000 years, and my true spirit is almost rotten. No, I have to go out and kill a few gods from hostile forces to relieve my depressed spiritual will!”

“Those who have bullied me, Zixiao Holy Land, over the years, I have to give them back even their capital and profits!”

“What good is there in fighting and killing? How can I rest in peace in the tomb of my ancestors? I nailed the coffin board, and yet I was dragged out to work by this kid. I was born to have a hard life!”

“Why do I feel like you, an old boy, are giggling!”

…

Many of the ancestors of the gods were very excited. Everyone was in better condition than ever before, and they wished they could go out and kill each other right now.

“Buzz!”

Deep in the ancestral mausoleum, there is a middle-aged man with a majestic figure standing majestically in the air, with a majestic face, eyebrows on the temples, and eyes as deep as the abyss.

There are wisps of mysterious and profound rules of the holy way permeating around this person. In each ray of the rules of the holy way, it seems that countless suns, moons and stars are disillusioned, and the heaven and earth are roaring under the pressure of the billowing breath.

Ancestor Zixiao!

“clang!”

With the appearance of the Zixiao Ancestor, the Zixiao Biluo Bell appeared in the high sky of the Zixiao Holy Land, trembling gently, emitting a bell ringing with a strong breath of joy, and wisps of purple smoke and blue clouds containing Taoist rhymes. permeated the entire holy place.

All the disciples in the Zixiao Holy Land were alarmed. They all looked at the Zixiao Biluo Bell in the sky in surprise, not knowing what was going on.

In the ancestral mausoleum, many ancestors sensed the aura of Ancestor Zixiao, and put away all the complicated emotions on their faces. They all became serious, bowed towards Ancestor Zixiao and saluted: “Greetings, Grandmaster! ”

Jiang Chen also saluted the ancestor Zixiao. He had been worshiping in Zixiao Holy Land for a hundred years. This was the first time he saw the ancestor.

He was still muttering in his heart. He just wanted the ancestors of many gods to come out and preach.

Fan, why did you alert the Patriarch?

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen felt an invisible force supporting him, and the gentle voice of Zixiao Ancestor rang in his ears: “Jiang Chen, you are giving us old guys a second life. When you see us in the future, No one needs to salute! In addition, this kindness is greater than that of heaven, so you should be worshiped by us!”

After saying this, Patriarch Zixiao bowed his hands towards Jiang Chen with a solemn expression, and bowed down to salute solemnly.

When the other ancestors saw this, they all bowed their hands to Jiang Chen and saluted, all of them expressing gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.

Jiang Chen quickly moved out of the way, raised his hand, and used the power of the eternal void to support the ancestors’ salutes. He quickly waved his hands and said: “Ancestors, there is no need to do this! I just think that the ancestors are sleeping here too comfortably. , I just want you ancestors to continue to shine for the Holy Land.”

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, many ancestors relaxed.

A handsome young ancestor yawned and said lazily: “I knew this boy woke us up to make us work hard. You go first, and I will sleep for a while!”

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the young ancestor disappeared and lay back in his sarcophagus. The lid of the coffin was closed with a clang, and the rhythm of the surrounding avenues fluctuated with his breathing.

Ancestor Ye Mian is really interesting!

When Jiang Chen transferred Shou Yuan to them, he already knew the detailed information of many ancestors.

This lazy ancestor who likes to sleep is the founding disciple of ancestor Zixiao, and belongs to the second generation ancestor, ancestor Ye Mian.

Patriarch Ye Mian is one of the only three quasi-sages in the Zixiao Holy Land. He likes to be quiet by nature and does not like to move. He can lie down and never sit, and he can sit and never stand. He spends most of his time sleeping. Dameng Eternal Taoist Scripture has unfathomable strength, but rarely takes action.

“You brat, tens of thousands of years have passed, and your lazy temper has not changed at all!”

The ancestor of Zixiao laughed and cursed, looking through the void and looking at the entire Zixiao Holy Land. A trace of nostalgia flashed in the depths of his deep eyes, but it was quickly replaced by infinite pride.

The future is promising!

Ancestor Zixiao nodded slightly towards Jiang Chen and the others, his voice was like the ringing of a great bell: “Now that I have ten thousand years of longevity in my body, my energy and spirit can be maintained at its peak for a long time. I am ready to retreat and attack the realm of the Holy King! Zixiao Holy Land , I’ll leave it to you for now!”

“Don’t worry, Patriarch, we will definitely protect the Zixiao Holy Land!” Many ancestors of the gods saluted the Zixiao ancestors.

The figure of Ancestor Zixiao disappeared between heaven and earth, and returned to the self-sealed coffin. The surroundings were filled with holy power, and purple haze and green clouds rose endlessly, covering the sarcophagus heavily.