"This ...... Self-severing the inheritance line, these people really dare~"

Luo Gang naturally saw the handwriting on the animal skin, and even he had to sigh after reading it, and at the same time he was deeply shocked.

Self-severing the inheritance line, this kind of thing can be done, and using the inheritance power accumulated by the times to protect Su Xiaoxiao and wait for the lover to return, this kind of courage is really unmatched.

And at this moment, Jian Xingdao also understood all kinds of things here.

Whether guilty or innocent is not for him to judge on his own now.

Then he got busy again, trying to get things straightened out when the resentment came.

On this day, when the tide of resentment came, the red sun in the sky did not turn black, but it was obscured by the mist rising in the sea of innocence, and the sea of innocence began to boil.

Jian Xingdao didn't know why lotus flowers could grow in the sea and not be affected by the depth of the sea.

But none of that matters.

When I came to the land of inequality, I realized that there are still such places and people in the world.

When the tide of resentment really came, everyone hid inside the city wall, and many people stood on the city wall and looked at the sea of vain.

Every year, the sea of innocence goes crazy, and I hope it will be better this year.

"You say...... Is there really a town warden or a plaque envoy in this world?"

"Yes, yes~"

Someone said uncertainly.

"If there really is, why hasn't Su Xiaoxiao's persistence for so many years had any effect?"

"This ......"

"So, I think the ancestors are crazy, and they actually left the ancestral teachings, let us go and buy lotus root, but we can't eat it~"

Someone complained.

"It doesn't matter if you buy one, it's just for peace of mind. ”

"Of course I know, it's just talking, but when will it be a head. ”

"Who says it's not, repeating the same thing every day, not knowing the change of the four festivals, not knowing the changes in the world, just waiting for the return of the person you like, forgetting everything, this ...... Is it worth it?"

While everyone was discussing, Su Xiaoxiao did not enter the city, but was still busy on the edge of the Wufu Sea.

Busy digging lotus roots, while digging and muttering, "What to do, what to do, this year's lotus root has not been sold out, why is the tide of resentment coming......"

The waves are churning at sea, and the tide of resentment is approaching.

And Jian Xingdao and Luo Gang were not idle, helping Su Xiaoxiao in digging.

The three of them seemed to have forgotten that this was a completely useless exercise.

When the clouds completely obscured the great sun in the sky, a light appeared in the small temple and fell on the small hillside to the east of Sui Fengcheng, where the corpses of the ancestors of Sui Fengcheng were buried.

As the golden light fell, the heavens and the earth became darker and darker.

And in the cemetery, one by one, the undead walked out of the tomb and walked to the edge of the Wufu Sea, repeating the things that have not changed for tens of thousands of years and have been persistent.

This scene was seen by the crowd waiting on the city walls.

"The ancestors are out again!"

Someone screamed.

"I knew it would be like this, forget it, I'm going to go out of the city, otherwise I won't be able to enter the ancestral grave after I die. ”

The gates were opened again, and the people went out of the city.

From the officials to the ordinary people, nothing is missing.

The ancestors of each family nodded their heads when they saw their descendants like this, although they couldn't communicate, but it was also good to be able to see their descendants like this.

With the addition of the crowd and the arrival of the undead, the mining speed is much faster, but this sea of innocence is so big that it can't play a role at all.

And at the same time, the tide of resentment came.

The people retreated to the sea, and even the spirits of the dead returned.

Only Su Xiaoxiao's figure is still busy.

"Woo~"

The sea peaks whimpered, the waves churned, and the distant resentment tide wreaked havoc in the sea.

It didn't take long for the entire sea area to be destroyed.

And the army of resentment has come closer.

This is a group of immortal army who died in battle, and they were cursed not to enter reincarnation, and they were accompanied by the Yin cultivation here, as punishment for both sides.

"Haha, seeing you like this, even if you are cursed and trapped here for thousands of eternities, it doesn't matter, destroying it every year can be regarded as eliminating some of the hatred in your heart. ”

"The Divine Realm has been defeated, it's ridiculous that you still insist on waiting for the day of Zhaoxue here, have you ever seen the light of day after waiting for so long? It's better to betray us and fulfill the wish of the people who punished you back then, as long as you are willing to rebel, we guarantee that there will be a plaque to make it here, and remove the shackles on your body for you!"

"Yes, the one who imprisoned you back then is now living a good life in my immortal realm. ”

People have heard these statements many times.

Everyone didn't say anything, but looked at the girl.

"I just need Brother Lin Yun, I just need to sell this lotus root......"

Su Xiaoxiao's answer will remain unchanged for ten thousand years.

"Stubborn!"

"How big is this innocent sea, your lotus root let me wait for the blessing, all over the sea, even if I don't destroy it, when will you be able to finish harvesting?!"

"Even if the collection is finished, you believe that the plaque envoy will be here?"

“......”

The immortal cultivators and the undead said nonsense.

"I believe it!"

Su Xiaoxiao said.

"You believe, ha, if your persistence is really useful, why hasn't there been a plaque for so many years, allowing you to be a champion media?"

“......”

Su Xiaoxiao and the cultivators were silent.

"Click-"

A strange sound sounded, which seemed to be the sound of a broken mirror, and it seemed to be the sound of a broken mirror adhesion.

"In front of the Huangquan mirror, why is it difficult to collect the water?!"

A loud voice resounded through the sky.

This sudden sound stunned everyone.

Then the ruined lotus flowers of the sea were brought back to life.

"Who is it?"

Some immortal cultivators realized that something was wrong.

"Huangquan envoy Xiaoxun?"

Yin cultivators are eyes lit up.

Huangquan envoy?

Everyone was stunned.

And at this time, Luo Gang in the crowd shouted excitedly, "Huangquan envoy is here to come!"

He had been waiting for this scene for a long time, but Jian Xingdao had insisted on waiting until the end, looking at the attitude of the divine cultivators in this realm, and now he had finally made a decision.

The black inheritance robe was added, and the Huangquan plaque rose into the air.

The lotus flowers are swaying, and the lotus leaves are swaying lightly, as if cheering.

And everyone also discovered the change in Jian Xingdao at this moment, on the side of divine cultivation, the undead took the lead in kneeling on the ground.

"Greetings to the Plaque Envoy!"

After tens of thousands of years of waiting, a little inspector was finally ushered in, how could everyone not be excited.

"Hey, it's just a palm plaque, even if Su Xiaoxiao's dream can be realized, the others are still trapped here!"

An immortal cultivator reacted and said disdainfully.

Huangquan makes the marriage of three lives, and has the power to cover the water, but it is useless for the soul.

"Well, there's some truth to that. ”

Luo Gang nodded, then opened his backpack and took out a inheritance robe again.

"Jingle bell—"

The moment the inheritance robe was taken out, a funeral bell rang, making the expressions of the immortal cultivators in the entire sea of vain change greatly, and the grand voice sounded again.

"If the funeral bell doesn't ring, who dares to bury the soul?!"