It turns out that the Holy Son is the one who can divinate the heavens in the valley!

However, there is a big price to pay for watching the heavens, so although the current Holy Son Ruohua was nourished by Xungu's collection of various superb elixirs, he only lived to be three hundred years old. But what is three hundred years old in the world of cultivating immortals?

The three hundred years old in the immortal cultivation world is the same concept as a three-year-old child in the mortal world in the eyes of people.

But Xungu is not as good as Migu, and they can specialize in formation, although they can break the formation, they are far inferior to Migu in terms of formation. Therefore, divination is the foundation of their lives. Without this hand, Xungu would not be able to dominate the immortal cultivation world as a force for so many years!

No Son will live for a short time, so Xungu wants to elect the next successor of the Son as soon as possible when the Son is dying. This title is very imposing in the eyes of outsiders, and only a few people know that it is a torture at all!

Obviously, Yan Zhaowei is the chosen successor.

At this point, the wood is already in the boat, and it is too late to say anything. Yan Zhaowei's master sighed bitterly, Gu Nei was heavily guarded at the moment, and his apprentice couldn't escape. And no one can prevent the next Son from being born. Xungu, who was harmed by the appearance of Jinhao Immortal Venerable, has been suppressed for a long time, and at this moment, Immortal Venerable's ascension is a good time for Xungu to rise up. How can those people let this opportunity go?

And without the Holy Son, how can the huge Xungu survive in the immortal cultivation world, and rely on bullying the Lost Valley?

Therefore, the appearance of the next Holy Son is inevitable, and whoever dares to jump out against it is a traitor to the valley!

As the master, Liubian didn't know what to do, so he had to let out a long sigh and leave slowly.

Seeing that the people were far away, An Baobao dared to get out from under the table to arch his shoes.

"Let's click", very slightly, Luo Anan felt as if a drop of rain had fallen on the hair on his back. When I looked up, I realized that it was not rain, but tears of words.

The man cried again.

"Chirp. Luo An'an whispered comfort, but couldn't think of how to comfort. Seeing that Yan Zhaowei was immersed in sadness and ignored himself, An Baobao had to sigh and leave.

It's back to yesterday's courtyard.

"Holy Son, it is said that the apprentice of the Elder of the Six Transformations has been chosen. ”

The thin beauty lowered her head and tasted the rare tea, and said lightly: "Another poor person." ”

After speaking, he smiled: "No, how can I be qualified to say that others are pitiful, I am really confused." ”

The maid who had just spoken was already silent, and it seemed that no matter what she said, she would bring up a sensitive topic and make the Holy Son unhappy. But the appearance of the Son does not seem unpleasant.

After a cup of tea was drunk, the beautiful son looked up again, and his face seemed to be a little whiter than yesterday, like a living snowman in the sunlight. A leaf chased the wind to his palm, and the little green looked even more alive than him.

The Holy Son sighed, his eyes full of helplessness.

"I can't help him, I can only live a few more days to make his pain come later......"

An Baobao's nose was a little sour when he saw this scene, and he suddenly felt that they were very pitiful! Especially this Ruohua, who was simply the saddest saint. Because in his era, the official history of the Immortal Cultivation Realm will only record how powerful Jinhao Immortal Venerable is, and no one will remember him......

A firefly glowing beside the sun.

The maid on the side seemed to be unable to listen to it, and retreated out of shape. Luo An'an quietly followed the maid, always feeling that her expression just now seemed to be about to speak.

Really!

"Why hasn't the secret of the forbidden land been unlocked yet, so that the Holy Son may be saved!" said the maid as she returned to the other maids, wiping tears from her eyes.