In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

"It's just an ordinary small fruit plate, do you want it?" He said with a faint smile: "When my New World is built, I will reward you three brothers one by one."

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Is this just an ordinary compote?! Zhang Mingan was shocked.

Holy Fruit, Moon Star Orange, Worry-free Banana, Naiheberry, Soul Passion Fruit...

Any one of them here can't be called ordinary!

Let's just say that this berry is the fruit of the other side of the bridge of Helplessness in the Samsara realm. Bridge of Helplessness can only grow a berry after walking through 10,000 dead souls, and this berry is to be offered to a higher level. in the palace.

Not to mention that Chen Xuan is the controller of the World Temple, even if he guards the other side of the flower, he will not get Naiheberry!

But in his small fruit bowl, Zhang Mingan could clearly see that there were more than a dozen?

Before he could recover, Zhang Mingan only heard Chen Xuan say: "Don't look like you haven't seen the world before, the best in your eyes is just a normal snack in my eyes."

As he spoke, his tone slowly cooled down: "Isn't it finished yet?"

Chen Xuan was referring to the holy fruit that Zhang Mingan ate, but it didn't work to make him improve his Cultivation Base. Presumably Zhang Mingan's Talent is not high, and it is not easy to cultivate to Dao Emperor with his low Talent cultivation.

As soon as the words fell, a powerful Spirit Power exploded in Zhang Ming'an's body.

With a bang, he actually fell to his knees on the ground unsupported, Chen Xuan watched coldly, such a strong Spirit Power entered his body, it would make him a little unbearable, but he was not dead yet. human level.

He squeezed a Naihe berry and filled it into his mouth, and the sweet and sour juice filled Chen Xuan's mouth when he bit it. Chen Xuan thought that the more precious things are, the better they are.

After about a quarter of an hour, the contents of Chen Xuan's small fruit plate were almost eaten, and Zhang Mingan slowly absorbed the powerful Spirit Power of the holy fruit.

With the last Naiheberry left in the fruit plate, Chen Xuan stretched out the fruit plate in front of Xiao Zi who was standing on the armrest of the keel chair, "Eat it."

Xiao Zi bowed her head and bit her pointed mouth, and Naiheberry's purple-blue juice flowed down its bright feathers.

Chen Xuan wiped the juice from Xiao Zi's body and looked at Zhang Ming'an, who no longer struggled and whose Cultivation Base had improved by two levels, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his eyes sank again, thinking that he was finally going to complete the promise that he had not been able to complete fifteen Ten Thousand Years ago.

After Zhang Mingan stood up, it was obvious that the whole person was in a lot of energy. He looked at his hands in disbelief and felt the Cultivation Base growing in his body, and there were two lines of clear tears in his eyes.

"are you ready?"

An irresistible voice came from above. With tears of excitement in Zhang Ming'an's eyes, he nodded heavily, "Lord Xuan Heavenly Emperor, I'm ready!"

Chen Xuan showed a satisfied smile, stretched out his right hand gently, and an oval-shaped golden token appeared above his palm.

Zhang Mingan recognized that this was the symbol of the status of the master of the world temple, the token of the god.

The cupped hands bent slightly, Zhang Mingan gave Chen Xuan a salute, and was ready to receive the light of the Holy Light.

The golden light flickered on the token of the gods, and a group of golden light gathered, shining on Zhang Mingan's body.

With a buzzing sound, Zhang Mingan felt a mysterious power merging with his own body, not Spirit Power or Cultivation Base, but the sense of mission given by the token of the gods.

After another half a quarter of an hour, the coronation was over, and Zhang Mingan changed from the three elders of the earth to the master of the realm.

At the same time, the Spirit Stones, which symbolized the vitality of the domain owner, had disappeared for several days between the broken earth and the broken walls in the earth boundary, and lit up again.

The elder elder and the second elder, who were still cleaning the yard, saw Spirit Stones light up again, and looked at each other, unable to tell whether they were happy for Little Brother or a little depressed.

In Hongmeng Continent, at this moment, Tingting was walking on the main street of Linzhou, the main city of Hongmeng Continent, holding his own immeasurable scepter.

The streets here are criss-crossed, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going. The two sides of the street are also full of shops, selling all kinds of items.

The people on both sides were hiding far away where I heard the truth. Everyone knew that this teenage boy was not to be messed with, and the breath of the seventh-grade Earth Supreme was missing. Who would dare to approach?

It's just that the truth is not intentional, it's just subconscious tension, after all, he has never seen such a lively scene in the land boundary.

He couldn't help but think, this Canglan Realm is the second-ranked realm in the three thousand worlds, and it is so good, what will happen to the first-ranked realm?

Walking and walking, I heard that it is not bad to take a look at the outside world.

In the pavilion in the center of Yuquan Shenniao Lake in the back garden of Chen Xuan, an old man and a young man are playing chess.

The Linghai realm is busy, Haitian has been gone for a few days, Chen Ji is fishing, thinking that making a sweet and sour fish at night, it must be delicious, Bai Ling is lying next to Chen Ji, sleeping soundly.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

Suddenly, an indescribably excited voice came from the air: "The palm prints are all gathered!"