The delicate young man in coarse cloth clothes leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, his face pale, and he looked sick and listless like the big tree he was leaning on.

It was Duan Chen, the little boy who called himself the god of the ancient times.

No, now he can't be called a little boy anymore.

Judging by his appearance, he is already a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Sitting opposite Duan Chen was Xin You's Yuan Ying, and at this time, he looked like a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Xin You's Yuan Ying opened his eyes at this time and said, "I have done my best, I have tried my best to pass that news on to my main soul, as for whether he can receive this information, I don't know." ”

"Well, it's all up to God's will." Duan Chen, a young man, was still leaning against the trunk of the tree, looking sick.

Xin You's Yuan Ying glanced at him and said, "Isn't it just a word to pass on, you look like you have gone to Dao Mountain and a trip to the oil pot, as for it?" ”

Duan Chen, a young man from Yuanying, rolled his eyes and said, "You said it lightly, do you know how far away this small plane you are in and the plane where your main soul is located?" ”

"I don't know." Xin You's Yuan Ying shook his head.

"Then let me tell you, between you and your main soul, there are 158 layers of space barriers, and every time you break through a layer of space barriers, you need a lot of energy from the World Tree, don't look at it, this is just a simple communication between you and your main soul, just these few words of communication, the energy I have accumulated for so long has been consumed." Duan Chen, a young man from Yuanying, rolled his eyes again and said.

"Aren't you the legendary god of the Ancients? The ancient god who is even more awesome than the witch ghost cold, just one time to pass the word, you wilted like this? Xin You's Yuan Ying was not to be outdone.

"It's not what it used to be, the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as a chicken, have you heard of this sentence? That's me. Duan Chen looked up at the gray sky above his head and let out a long sigh.

"Okay, okay, don't put on such an expression, isn't it for you this time?" Xin You couldn't stand it and said, "In other words, can you really use your bloodline as a bridge to guide the power of faith in various worlds to gather here?" ”

"Absolutely." Duan Chen nodded and said, "That Duan Yan is my descendant, he has a trace of my bloodline in his body, as long as he can join your Freedom Heaven Squad, and have a connection with your Freedom Heaven Squad, and produce bonds, the power of faith generated by your founding and development of that Lingxiao Sword Sect will no longer be blocked by those layers of space barriers, and it will be able to follow the rhizomes and veins of the World Tree, and continue to converge here." ”

After a pause, Duan Chen continued: "Of course, those power of faith come across the border, even if there is my descendant as a bridge and my world tree as a channel, there will be a great loss, and it is already very good to be able to transmit one percent of the power of faith here, but even if it is only one percent of the power of faith, it is much more than the power of faith that can be collected in this small Sichuan and Mountain Realm, right?" ”

"As long as the plan goes well, with the injection of this endless power of faith, your strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, I believe that it won't be long before you can reach the peak of the Yuan Infant Realm, and it is possible to become holy, and the main soul whose strength surpasses you is not a fantasy." When Duan Chen said this, he was no longer the listless look he had before, but like a goods salesman, he talked endlessly, foaming at the mouth.

"Okay, okay, I remember you've told me twice before, right? And said! Xin You plucked his ears with his hands.

"Say the important thing three times! Do you understand!? "Yuanying little boy Duan Chen is serious.

After finishing the conversation with Duan Chen, Xin You took out the ghost puppet from the storage ring, and used his mind to communicate with the cold wave in the deepest part of the hell world.

He has operated this set of operation procedures many times, and he has already mastered it.

"Cold Wave, by the way, this guy called Duan Chen is really a god of the ancient times who is more powerful than the witch ghost Han?" Xin You asked.

"yes, what's wrong?" The cold wave over there responded.

"I don't feel like it." Xin You rubbed his hair with his hand.

"Why doesn't it look like it?" The cold wave over there asked.

"Shouldn't all the gods be high, calm, solemn, moody, and invisible, with a momentum that is transcendent from things and looks down on the world? But this Duan Chen ......," Xin You said in a thoughtful tone.

"But he, he doesn't have any of the momentum you mentioned above, he looks ordinary, and he looks like a teaser, right?" Cold Wave responded.

"yes, that's it." Xin You's eyes lit up, he felt that the word teasing, Cold Wave was used very vividly, after getting acquainted with this dust, he felt that his character was a little deviated, and he became a little funny.

Xin You felt that this was not a good phenomenon.

"There is no doubt that this is indeed Duan Chen, because, in my memory from the witch ghost Han, Duan Chen, the god of the ancients, is a tease." The cold wave gave Xin You an affirmative answer.

"Okay......" Since the cold wave has already given such a positive answer, Xin You can't say anything more.

He thought for a moment and asked, "I still feel confused." ”

"Wonder about what?" Cold Wave replied.

"How did a person with this kind of character become a god and demon who was more powerful than Wu Gui Han?" Xin You thought about it, and finally asked the doubts in his heart.

This time, the cold wave in the depths of hell was silent for a long, long time, until Xin You thought he didn't want to answer this question, the lifeless voice of the cold wave sounded in Xin You's mind: "How to say this, in this world, there is a kind of person who is born with the blessing of all kinds of luck, just like the protagonist among them, with the aura of the protagonist, with luck that others can't imagine, God is always looking after him, usually, this kind of person is called the son of luck, Duan Chen, He is such a son of luck. ”

"Son of Luck......" Xin You heard this, and his heart was in a trance.

If it came from someone else's mouth, he would only feel sneering, but it came from the mouth of the cold wave that he believed so much.

Then he has to be cautious.

After thinking about it, Xin You asked a little puzzled: "Since Duan Chen is the son of luck, why did he fall and fall to such a field now?" ”