A few months later, in a small town in a Nordic country, a bar called Passerby.

On this day, it happened to be a weekend night, and the bar was full of people and very noisy.

A figure entered silently, without attracting anyone's attention, and slowly ascended the wooden staircase to the second floor, stopping at the only private room on the second floor, and knocking on the door.

Who was it? An old voice came from inside.

There was no answer, the door was pushed open directly, and the old man who was sitting in the sand and tasting fruit wine suddenly tensed up, his eyes flashed, staring directly at the figure, the other party slowed in two steps, closed the door with his backhand, and looked at him steadily.

The four eyes intertwine in this slightly dim and smoky room, and time seems to stand still, and the picture is extremely eerie.

After half a ring, the old man seemed to suddenly realize something, and his face swelled with irrepressible excitement, and he prostrated on the ground one by one, and kowtowed three times in a row towards the comer: Hei Ye.

Hei Ye Gujing raised his hand without waves: Get up. Then he came to the sand and sat down, and the old man didn't dare to sit down after getting up, so he stood in front of the black master with a slight bow like a subordinate.

Hei Ye looked at the old man closely, nodded again, shook his head again, frowned slightly, and finally sighed lightly: I told you back then, the disaster of your elf clan cannot be undone by manpower, why are you so persistent?

The old man is the person that Hei Ye met more than a hundred years ago, or more precisely, the person who took him in.

The old man's father was the patriarch of the elven clan, and his mother was a human being, and the old man was a young man in his early thirties more than a hundred years ago, and he was the dominant seed of that small era, and he was defeated by his opponent in the battle to the top.

Strictly speaking, the old man is just an over-pass of the Dark Xuantian Gong, not a real successor, because even though the old man is extremely talented, because he has half of the elven blood in his body, he is destined to not be able to cultivate the Dark Xuantian Gong to the level of the Lord of Darkness, let alone Yue, and the wish of the Lord of Darkness is that one day, the heirs of the Dark Xuantian Gong will be able to complete their unfulfilled long-cherished wish and enter the realm of that legend.

There is an agreement between them that the old man must choose a descendant of the human race to teach the Dark Xuantian Gong during his lifetime, and assist the successor for at least ten years, while the old man himself can restore his cultivation through the Dark Xuantian Gong and help the elves resist foreign enemies until they escape from the world.

At that time, the old man swore in the name of the ancient gods of the elven race, which was the supreme belief of the elven race, above life.

And at this moment, with the eyesight of the black master, it can be seen that the old man's blood is seriously insufficient, and the realm has fallen from the peak of the second peak of the dust to the first of the Dao realm, and he doesn't need to think about it to know that he must have suffered irreversible serious injuries when helping the elves resist foreign enemies, and if it continues to deteriorate, when the realm falls out of the Dao realm, it will also mean the end of his life.

Hei Ye understood why the old man made a ten-year appointment with Ye Ning, please for those three things.

At that time, the elves pinned all their hopes on me, but I missed out on the master of the small era, which also brought disaster to the elves, as the son of the patriarch, how could I not do something, fortunately, in the end, it was difficult to support the signing of the escapist treaty, although the elves suffered heavy casualties and suffered great damage, but it was better than the disaster of extermination. The old man's face was sad and lonely, but more of it was unhesitating and unrepentant.

What are you doing standing, sit down, you finally didn't pay the promise of the year, and found a reasonable successor for my old friend. Hei Ye picked up a bottle of spirits on the table, poured two glasses, and handed one of them to the old man.

The old man's expression was shocked: Hei Ye, could it be that you have already seen him?

Hei Ye took a sip of wine, snorted twice, frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little unpleasant: This is the place where you and he agreed to meet in ten years? If I haven't seen him, how can I come here?

The old man's voice trembled slightly: He, is he okay?

Hei Ye smiled faintly, took out three wooden boxes from his pocket and threw them on the table, and pointed: These are the three things you asked him to prepare.

The old man's breathing was faintly short, his eyes were hot, he picked up the three wooden boxes, opened them one by one, and when he came to the third wooden box, a white flower sealed with ice crystals, it was difficult to hide the surging emotions in his heart, and his body trembled like chaff.

Dragon Bone Snowflake, Purple Pole Fairy Grass, although it is only the pinnacle of the best, but for your elf clan, the utility is no less than that of the earth treasure, plus this Western Holy Flower that is just three days old, I think it won't be long before you can recover the peak of the year. Saying that, Hei Ye shook his head and sighed: That kid's character is quite so-so.

It took a long time for the old man to suppress his inner emotions and ask: Hei Ye, what about others?

Hei Ye became a little serious, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes: I didn't let him come, the most precious thing for him now is time, and it has been more than three months since he counted the days, I don't know how he glanced at the old man in that forbidden place: Now that the great era has opened, not only the hidden family forces, but even the escaping forces are already ready to move, and in two or three years, the battle for the dominance of the great era will completely kick off, and that kid's situation is the same as you were back then, and even much more than you shouldered.

How could it be, could it be that he had also become the master seed of the times? The old man showed a look of absolute disbelief: his heart really didn't have to be said, but his talent was not the top in the world, when he was separated from him ten years ago, he was only in the early stage of condensation, even if he entered the Dao realm now, he should not be able to rank in the top fifty among the qualified martial arts cultivators in the world, even if there are more seeds of the great era, there are at most thirty places.

Hei Ye sneered and sneered slightly: It seems that you have not asked about the world in the past ten years and have become a frog at the bottom of the well, but then again, when I first met him, I was not very optimistic about him, but after a few years of hard work, he really impressed me, even better than his grandfather back then, and now he is the second person who dominates the seed of the absolute era, and at least thirty percent of the world's forces have pressed the stakes on him.

The old man was shocked and speechless, he couldn't describe his mood at the moment, if someone else told him, he would definitely be a joke of the Arabian Nights, which could be said from the mouth of the black master, but he couldn't help but believe it.

You were also the No. 2 seed back then, and you knew it better than anyone else, and when you reached this height, what a tragic result would be if you finally fell. Hei Ye took a deep breath and said in an extremely solemn tone: Not only is it that he personally has the disaster of destroying the clan.