The two gods themselves are top experts in the study of the magic circle, coupled with the chaos of the current pattern of the god realm, they have a glimmer of hope for anything that will help the development of the god realm, Mo Qianhong wants to enter the immortal realm to seek the inheritance of the sword god, which is in line with their expectations for the younger generations, so they agreed without too much hesitation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before coming here, Ye Fan had the idea of taking it by force if he didn't succeed, because Emperor Yun had promised to take action for him once, and if the Putian Divine Venerable was unwilling to help, he would take him away and force him to study the remnant formation.

Now that all the problems are solved, Ye Fan only needs to wait a month later to come over and get the results.

After talking with the two gods for a long time, Ye Fan left Putian City and returned to Qianmeng City with Yi Sleeve Pian.

This trip made Yi Zhilian love her husband even more, her eyes were full of admiration and attachment, and when she returned to Qianmeng City, she couldn't help but think about the vague and dreamy world of the two, but before she could rest, she just entered the city lord's mansion and the housekeeper came with a hundred thousand urgent news.

The old ancestor of the Yi family was quickly gathering the people of the clan and asking them to rush to the Holy King's Palace within three days, and it seemed that something important had happened in the clan.

Yi Sleeve didn't dare to delay, so he had to urge his husband to hurry up and get on the road, and the words of the ancestors must not be disobeyed.

Ye Fan originally planned to take advantage of this month's work to collect and sort it out, but at this time he had to interrupt the plan and rush to the Holy King's Palace with Yi Zhilian.

The White Saint King Yi Bai Su is the fourth-ranked Saint King under the Divine Throne of Light, and his strength and power are all below one person and above hundreds of millions of people in the God Realm. However, it is a pity that in the past few hundred years, the Yi family has gradually withered, and by the generation of Yi Sleeve, there are only four children and grandchildren.

Half a day later, the couple arrived at the Holy King's Palace, which stood in a hidden valley in the Eastern Divine Realm, with a quiet environment and a strong spiritual aura, and several white palaces looming in the mist.

"Second Miss and Uncle are back!" At the entrance of the valley, an old man in white greeted the two of them, his face was a little happy.

"Uncle Qiu, what is the matter?" asked the old man in a low voice.

When Uncle Qiu heard this, his old face turned sad, and he sighed: "Second Miss, the old ancestor summoned you over, probably to entrust you with a heavy responsibility, I won't say anything superfluous, you go and meet his old man as soon as possible......"

"Okay......" Yi Zhilian and Ye Fan exchanged glances, and both of them had a premonition that something big was happening in the Yi family.

Walking through the cloister and through the garden, a long white arched bridge spans a lake that is so quiet that there is not a single ripple.

The two walked on the arched bridge, and just halfway through, with a bang, from this lake, a body of divine light and white light rushed out, and a strong coercion came into the air, and a pair of golden eyes coldly locked on Ye Fan!

This is the White Divine Dragon guarding the Snow Lake in the palace!

Seeing this, Yi Sleeve did not show surprise, but stepped forward and blocked Ye Fan.

"Da Bai, what are you doing?" Bai Shenlong is a divine beast that has been raised by the Yi family for thousands of years, and Yi Zhilian has been with it since he was a child, like a domestic pet dog, so he naturally will not be afraid of it.

"Strange aura...... There is a strange aura on your body......" The body of the white divine dragon twisted and circled in the sky, and the huge dragon body twisted, bringing up bundles of divine aura, but its gaze never left Ye Fan's body.

What did it sniff out?

Is it a Soul Eater, or a Fairy Aura, or is it a person, a Divine Tree, or something else?

Ye Fan was a little weak-hearted, he carried too many things, whether it was people or things, most of them did not belong to the divine realm, a divine beast like Bai Shenlong, with a keen perception, might have discovered something, which was very unfavorable to him.

At this moment, a young man in white stepped out of the palace on the opposite side of the arched bridge, and called out cordially: "Mercy!"

"Big brother?!" Yi Sleeve was pity, this young man was the eldest brother of her mother's compatriot, Yi Zhi'an, the god queen period cultivation.

After Yi Zhi'an saw Bai Shenlong, he scolded loudly: "Go back to the lake!

Bai Shenlong shrank his head, as if he was a little jealous, glanced at Ye Fan, and plunged into the snow lake.

Fortunately, it's just a divine beast, not a human monk, otherwise Ye Fan would definitely be exposed.

"Sleeve mercy, Qianhong, I'm sending you! Come with me!" Yi Zhi'an beckoned the two to hurry into the hall, obviously the matter was very urgent.

Yi Sleeve didn't dare to delay, pulled her husband across the arch bridge quickly, followed Yi Zhi'an into the main hall, walked through the two palaces, and came to the core palace of the Yi family.

This palace in front of you is the Holy King's Palace!

"Old Ancestor, take pity on them!" Yi Zhi'an lowered his head and reported to the hall.

"Come in......" The old voice looked very tired, it was none other than Ibesu!

The three of them walked into the Holy King's Palace, and when they looked up, everyone in the Yi family was standing in the hall, including Yi Zhilian's parents, second uncle and aunt, two cousins and cousins of the same generation, and Yi Zhi'an's wife.

Sitting above the hall were none other than his grandmother Ibsu and grandfather Ishlon. These two are both old and old, but they are the pillars of the entire Yi family.

"Sleeve mercy, Qianhong, you are all here, and now everyone is here...... cough cough ...... "Yi Baisu held the dragon's head crutch in one hand and a Yunpa in the other, and without saying a word, he covered his mouth and coughed, everyone looked nervously, only to see that the white handkerchief was golden, and grandma actually coughed up blood!

"Su Su ......" Ishyong on the side hurriedly asked, "How are you?"

"Old man, I can't die yet, what are you nervous about?" Yi Baisu held back his cough and said downward: "Gather you quickly today, just because this situation is chaotic, my Yi family can't be left alone! A few days ago, the Divine Monarch was attacked by a strong man from another world, and escaped with serious injuries, and under the full encirclement and suppression of several people, we still let that immortal escape......

Ye Fan's heart was suddenly shocked, it turned out that the person who chased Emperor Yun had Yi Baisu's credit! Her injury was probably caused at that time, right?

Everyone below didn't dare to speak and ask questions, and quietly waited for Yi Baisu's next words.

"The Divine Monarch has broken his halberd, we and the Holy King have seen disagreements within us, and those with ill intentions will definitely take the opportunity to stir up trouble, and now I am deeply injured internally, once there is a change, it may be difficult to resist, and someone among you must shoulder the heavy responsibility. Yi Baisu said slowly: "I have decided to pass on my lifelong cultivation to one of you, so as to protect the Yi family and adapt to this calamity!"

Everyone was extremely shocked in their hearts, no one expected that the ancestor would make such a choice, this is an unprecedented event!

"Mother, this must not be done...... If we don't have you in charge of the overall situation, we ...... How should our Yi family gain a foothold? I hope my mother will think twice...... Yi Chuanyun, who is the second in the Yi family, couldn't help but stand up and cry to dissuade him, and pass on his life's cultivation to others, Yi Baisu is equivalent to a wasted person.

"Mother!" the eldest Yi Lingyu knelt directly on the ground, crying silently.

"Get up! What kind of system!" Yi Baisu paused heavily on the dragon's head crutches and shouted loudly: "Without me, you wouldn't be alive? My Yi family has been operating in the Eastern God Realm for ten thousand years, and I haven't seen any strong winds and waves? You two are really ashamed of my face, it's better to be half calm than the juniors!"

The two sons were trained to be flushed, Yi Chuanyun waved his sleeves and wiped his eyes, and retreated to the side, and the eldest Yi Lingyu was also supported by his wife and wept silently.

"Zhi'an, Sleeve Pity, Zhijian, Sleeve Pity, you four are the descendants of my Yi family, and the family will all count on you to spread out in the future, this time I will think twice, and I will choose one person from among you to pass on the gong. Ibsu said, "Say to yourselves, who do you choose?"