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

Once the Three Thousand Worlds were formed, the Hongmeng Continent was a super-powerful continent that was unrivaled.

Even the grass in the mainland has a strong Spirit Power. Because of the super-strong Spirit Power bonus, Hongmeng Continent has become the Sacred Land that all cultivators yearn for.

But Spirit Power is not infinite bonus, it will be gone when it is used up.

The frequent human beings and the change of tiers have made Hongmeng Continent gradually lonely.

Slowly, the Spirit Power of Hongmeng Continent was also exhausted, and it became an ordinary continent with a glorious past.

Coincidentally, a few years before Chen Xuan came to this world, it was when Hongmeng Mainland officially announced its fall to the Three Thousand Worlds.

So Chen Xuan came to this world, and Hongmeng Continent is a very ordinary continent with rich history and civilization.

Unexpectedly, nearly twenty Ten Thousand Years have passed, and Hongmeng Continent has become so defeated.

In the mainland, even a fifth rank person who raised spirits could start a panic.

During the time when I was the Sect Leader, there were still people who broke through the spiritual level to succeed him. Over the years, he actually turned into this ghost.

Or even though he has been in Hongmeng Continent, he has not re-entered the WTO.

The descendants of own have not seen this level, and indirectly has something to do with his ancestor.

With a sigh, Chen Xuan pointed to the Yuquan Shennong Lake next to him, and heard Xie: "Go and take a sip of this lake water. When you digest the lake water, I'll let you come to the table and eat some food."

Xie listened to it, looked at the lake next to him, and slammed in disdain.

Isn't this lake just an ordinary lake?

Then the bright sunshine, isn't it a little more beautiful than ordinary lakes in the sun?

what?

Xie Ting rolled up his sleeves, turned around and lay down on the ground and took a sip on the lake.

The entrance of the lake is cool and sweet, and it is very delicious.

This is not like lake water, like specially brewed fruit wine.

Xie Ting's eyes flashed with surprise, and he took a few big gulps while facing the lake.

Chen Xuan didn't stop him when he saw it. He took a mouthful of rice and pulled out a meaningful smile.

Xie Ting felt that he was full just by drinking water.

Why is this lake so delicious? He sighed and got up on the ground.

Just as he stood up straight, a huge force exploded in his body.

Before he could react to what was going on, this force kept moving through Xie Ting's body, merging with his flesh and blood.

And the pain caused by the fusion is absolutely impossible for him to bear.

Xie Ting's whole body seemed to be filled with heart-piercing pain. He stumbled forward a few steps, leaning on the pavilion's pillars and slumped on the ground.

Ling Feng was the closest to Xie Ting, and when he saw him like this, he quickly put down his chopsticks and wanted to go forward to relieve Xie Ting, but was stopped by Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan waved his hand at him and motioned him to sit down, "No, I just want him to suffer from this kind of hardship, let's see if he dares to doubt me."

Hearing Chen Xuan's explanation, Ling Feng didn't dare to step forward, and didn't continue to eat with chopsticks. He nervously looked at Xie Ting who was struggling on the ground.

People with different Cultivation Base levels also have limits on the absorption of Spirit Power. People at the Supreme level like Ling Feng naturally have no problem. Chen Ji is also okay. Occasionally, there will be no special circumstances.

But Xie Ting is at the second rank level for spiritual nourishment, let alone drinking a belly of Yuquan Divine Brew, even drinking a cup will bring him great pain.

Xie Ting collapsed to the ground and was sweating from the pain.

He could clearly feel a steady stream of power merging into his body, but the pain caused by these powers was also unbearable for him.

Xie Ting's heart was sour for a while, and he began to regret why he missed his ancestor so much, and why he didn't listen to his words and drank so much lake water for the sake of taste.

And...and what the heck is this lake? There's so much power in one sip?

Thinking about Xie Ting, he felt extremely aggrieved, and the pain did not diminish at all. He curled up and rolled on the ground, and tears began to flow from the corners of his eyes.

"Ancestor...Save...Save me..."

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and called Chen Xuan for help.

Chen Xuan snorted coldly and said, "Don't you have indigestion? Why can't you digest even a little broken water?"

"I was wrong... Ancestor, I was wrong, please save me!" Xie Ting couldn't bear it anymore and began to struggle and cry, and the cry even shook the ripples on the lake.

Chen Xuan stretched out a hand to Xie Ting and sent some Spirit Power, Xie Ting felt sick for a while, but wanted to vomit but couldn't.

But in an instant, the pain in his body was greatly reduced.

Lying on the ground and resting for a while, Xie Ting eased over.

At this time, Chen Xuan had also finished his meal, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, smiled at his pale face, and asked, "Do you still dare to question me?"

Xie Ting wanted to get up and kowtow to Chen Xuan immediately, but he was too weak to move now.

With a sad face, he said, "My ancestor, I was wrong."