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

In the room, the words of the majestic man were deafening, leaving the middle-aged scribe and Taoist-robed man beside him speechless for a long time.

After a long time, they both saluted at the same time, "I'll wait, I will follow!"

This majestic man is the King of Zhenbei, Qi Nantian.

And the one outside the house who was constantly doing extreme training was his only descendant, Qi Xiao.

They were the descendants of the former Qi family of the Yan Kingdom, who were later conspiring to usurp the throne by their subordinates, resulting in the destruction of the Yan Kingdom and their replacement by the Ji Kingdom.

Therefore, he had to go far away and remain anonymous.

But their descendants of the Qi family, each generation will never forget the hatred of this country and secretly save.

Finally, in Qi Nantian's generation, they had enough savings, and Ji Guo became increasingly corrupt, allowing them to see an opportunity.

Therefore, Qi Nantian joined Ji Kingdom, rose step by step, and finally became the King of Zhenbei of Ji Kingdom.

And this plan to restore the Yan Nation has only just begun.

"Okay, with the help of two gentlemen, great things will happen!"

Inside the room, Qi Nantian's voice was low and his determination was as strong as the sun and the moon.

Then, he looked at the only son who was training frantically, sighed softly, and turned away without saying anything.

What Qi Nantian didn't know was that above the boundless sky, there were two pairs of eyes watching all this silently.

"Master, it seems that the Yan Kingdom you founded has been destroyed."

Ming Jue looked at this scene and said with a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't matter, it is a dynasty that was established at will, as long as the descendants are still there."

Lin Yichen looked indifferent.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"It's very simple, cultivate future generations."

"I understand, Master, you don't want to get involved in such trivial matters, but you don't want to see your descendants suffer, so you will train a peerless expert to replace you, right?"

Ming Jue's eyes lit up and said: "Master, you are still the same as before, with a cold face and a warm heart."

Lin Yichen: "..."

Just be happy, kid.

Then.

Lin Yichen looked at Qi Xiao who was training, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Dantian can't accumulate Yuan energy, is it difficult to cultivate, maybe, the inheritance of the practice is quite suitable for him......"

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The next day, early morning.

In a spacious and elegant room.

Qi Xiao was sitting cross-legged on the ground to practice, and in front of him was the Qi family's ancestral practice method "Taihuang Zhenjing".

It is said that this was handed down from the first generation of ancestors, and belongs to the supreme cultivation method, but after so many years, the most important taboo chapters in it have long been lost, and only the most basic methods are left.

But even so, it is an unparalleled technique.

After a long time, Qi Xiao opened his eyes, showing a wry smile and helplessness.

"I still can't cultivate, my dantian is like a funnel, how much energy is lost, and I can't save it at all..."

Not being able to save means that it is impossible to practice at all.

"Is it the only way to go outside?"

Qi Xiao whispered to himself softly.

Just then, the voice of a servant came from outside.

"Your Highness, the six foreign masters you've been looking for are here."

Oh?

When Qi Xiao heard the words, his eyes lit up, swept away the decadence before, and after putting away the "Taihuang Zhenjing", he quickly walked out of the room and went to the martial arts field.

After a while, he arrived here.

At a glance, I saw six figures standing in front of me.

Different temperament, or thick as an ox, or slender arms, or palms like iron, or straight legs and feet...

There is no doubt that these are master-level figures who have cultivated external skills to the extreme.

Even powerful practitioners will be eclipsed in front of them.

However, when Qi Xiao looked at the last handsome young man in white, he was a little stunned.

The first five foreign masters all looked imposing and incomparably fierce, and people knew at a glance that they must be strong.

But only this person, but the clouds are light and the wind is light, giving people a sense of air.

"His Royal Highness, these are all masters of the external art. They are good at leg art, claw art, boxing art, and palm art. Look, which one do you want to choose?"

At this time, the servant next to him asked.

"I choose him!"

Contrary to the servant's expectations, the one selected by Qi Xiao turned out to be the young man in white, who was standing at the end in a leisurely manner.

"This...why did His Highness choose him?" The servant was extremely confused.

In his opinion, this young man in white does not look like a master of foreign skills.

"It's very simple, because he stood last and no one dared to approach him."

Qi Xiao's voice was clear and crisp, and he vowed.

"Good, thoughtful."

A calm voice came, and the young man in white slowly approached.

The several foreign masters all stepped aside, their faces full of awe.

They are all practitioners of external practice, and they have a very good understanding of this aspect of the physical body.

This young man in white seemed to be calm, but the other party's physical body, I don't know how much stronger than them.

I am afraid that with just one finger, they can crush the bodies they have cultivated for many years!

Seeing this scene, Qi Xiao's eyes brightened, and he guessed right.

This young man in white is the strongest!

"I won't teach you how to practice claw skills, and I won't teach you any leg skills." The young man in white said.

"Then what do you want to teach me?" Qi Xiao asked curiously.

"Exercise, body."

"The disciple is on the top, and the disciple will worship!"

Hearing these words, Qi Xiao knelt down without any hesitation and worshipped the teacher.

"This descendant is not bad. His temperament, understanding, and vision are all the best choices."

Lin Yichen nodded secretly.

And these are what he cares about. As for not being able to practice, he said, this is also a matter?

......

high in the sky.

Ming Jue shook his head helplessly, "Master Shizun has started to have bad tastes again. The teacher who ran to pretend to be his descendant is really yours."

"Forget it, regardless of my business, I'll honestly refine my Yuantu Abi Erjian and the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus."

Ming Jue immediately closed her eyes and ignored it.

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far away.

Endless Seas.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas is training the navy, and after the unremitting efforts of the four of them, the current endless seas, except for the deepest areas, are all under their control.

He has tamed many sea beasts, and gave them dragon blood respectively to help them open up their wisdom and grow step by step.

"His Majesty!"

At this moment, a servant similar to the Turtle Prime Minister ran outside, and it was the turtles here who were transformed.

"What's the matter?" The Four Seas Dragon King's eyes swept over with a majesty.

"A monkey calling himself the Great Sage Monkey King came from outside the hall, saying that he was an old friend of the four His Majesty, and came to borrow treasures from you."

Said as the servant of the Turtle Prime Minister said.

Huh? Here comes the dead monkey!

The originally majestic Dragon King of the Four Seas suddenly trembled.

Especially the Dragon King of the East China Sea, his heart is full of grief and indignation, motherfucker, he has come to this world, why do you want to exploit me?