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

The power of time?

After Duan Peng and the big black dog heard it, they were horrified on the spot.

The power of time, which is the same as the power of space, is also called the two major taboo powers in the world!

Even the power of time is more terrifying than the power of space!

"How, how could this forbidden power appear in the spirit clan, isn't the spirit clan cultivating all things and all spirits?"

Duan Peng wondered.

"It must have been given to him by the master."

Canopy opened his mouth.

"If it's the master, it makes sense."

The big black dog nodded.

"It's Master, then it's all right." Duan Peng calmed down instantly.

In their hearts, Lin Yichen is omnipotent, what is space and what is time, and they take it out in minutes.

"Hey, Shizun doesn't know how many apprentices he has accepted outside, and how many descendants he has. It gives me the feeling that it seems to be spread across three thousand Taoist states and can be encountered anywhere."

Duan Peng couldn't help complaining.

"Be bold, and remove the appearance, that is, it is spread over three thousand states."

The big black dog said, he followed Lin Yichen to many places back then, but he saw with his own eyes that the other party took off one after another and established one force after another.

At the time, he didn't know it yet.

But now, he understands.

Master, this is to pass the descendants, or disciples, to completely control the three thousand Daozhou!

Even the nine major forces have penetrated!

Lord, God of everlasting drops!

"Let's go, go to the next Daozhou branch baby."

Immediately, the three of them turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

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the other side.

Western border.

Lin Yichen, Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, Ming Jue appeared here.

This was the first Daozhou they set foot on after returning from the Western Outer Territories.

"It's done, you all go back to your place."

Lin Yichen looked at Yang Jian, Sun Wukong and Bull Demon King Road.

"it is good."

"My grandson is going too."

"Farewell to the old cow."

The three of them clasped their fists and saluted, and then each flew away.

Before leaving, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong gave Ming Jue a fierce look.

Along the way, the other party once again showed his natural black-bellied attributes, which almost didn't make them angry.

At this time, when I heard that I was going to leave, I ran quickly one by one.

They didn't want to stay with Ming Jue for a second.

"Master, they both seem to hate seeing me." Ming Jue couldn't help but said, "I thought we had a good chat along the way."

Lin Yichen gave the latter a sideways glance, "Just be happy yourself."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, since you came to Xizhou, let's go and see the dynasty forces that I once established here."

Lin Yichen walked away.

Ming Jue immediately chased after him.

"Master, why didn't I know that you also established a dynasty here?"

"That was when Wei Shi was young, when you were not born yet, you knew a hammer."

"So long ago, is that still there?"

"Go and see and you'll know..."

The sound faded away until it was completely inaudible, and the person disappeared.

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Winter is over, and spring is coming.

The whole Silver Dragon City is covered with a layer of spring.

The Silver Dragon City has a huge range, and the residence of the 'Zhenbei King' Qi Nantian, who controls the eighteen places in the north of the Fenglan Region of Xizhou, is within this Silver Dragon City.

Zhenbei Wangfu occupies an extremely vast area, and the main entrance is open day and night, so wide that it is enough for more than ten people to enter it side by side.

At this time, in the palace.

in a quiet courtyard.

A small figure is exercising hard, squatting, punching, kicking, running......

Every action is done over and over again, and before you know it, hundreds of times have passed.

But the little figure still didn't seem to stop.

It wasn't until after a long time that he couldn't hold on any longer, and the little figure slowly stopped.

He was a handsome young man.

The young man looked at the time record aside and couldn't help sighing, "Is it still the same as last time, I couldn't last for an hour."

"No, I can't give up!"

"I was born with a problem with my dantian, and I can't accumulate Yuan energy, so I can't practice, but I can practice external skills, and I can practice external skills to the extreme, and I can also be comparable to a monk!"

"It's hard work to help my father!"

"continue!"

The handsome young man immediately started the practice of external training.

And where he can't see, there are several pairs of eyes watching all this.

There are three people standing in the room.

An old man in a Taoist robe, and a middle-aged scribe in blue clothes holding a folding fan.

The last one was a dignified and burly man.

"My lord, have you really decided not to let your son participate in this major event?"

The middle-aged scribe said.

The majestic man nodded, "Xiao'er, he is not interested in power, and he cannot become a cultivator, it is better not to get involved in this matter."

"Hey, all I can give him is maybe more than ten years of peace and happiness. When we start planning, he won't be able to live a normal life."

The old man in Taoist robe hesitated, "Your Highness, have you really decided? Once we do this, it may cause unimaginable results."

Hearing this, the majestic man's expression turned cold.

"Even if I don't do it, it will be eliminated sooner or later. It's better to do it first. Moreover, the country that was captured by the first generation of ancestors was stolen by thieves. You asked me to enter the Nine Serenity Yellow Springs. The ancestors confessed!"

With that said, the majestic man came to the depths of the house.

I saw that there were many spiritual places enshrined there.

And above the spiritual position, there is a portrait hanging.

There was nothing inside, only a man in white clothes standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance like a fairy.

The old man in Taoist robe saw this scene and sighed: "Every time I see this painting, it is hard to imagine that such a fairy-like figure would actually establish a dynasty and become an emperor."

The middle-aged scribe nodded in agreement.

When they saw this portrait for the first time, they felt astonished.

That temperament is almost like a painting, lifelike, like an exiled immortal coming into the world.

"The first generation of ancestors only led three thousand golden armors, and they swept most of the North Wind Region. Wherever they went, no one could compete with them, and they all surrendered."

"Therefore, a generation of hegemony, the Yan Kingdom, was established!"

"Unfortunately, our descendants are not up to the standard, and were counterattacked by the country under his command in the past, trying to usurp the throne!"

"And in order to restore the Yan Kingdom, we have to make a new face, throw ourselves into the enemy's commander, and try our hardest!"

"Now that the power has been accumulated enough, how can we forget the national feud!"

A cold light flashed in the majestic man's eyes, "Even if I die, when I go down to Huangquan and see the first-generation ancestor, I have a clear conscience."