Hearing this, Hua Yunfan nodded silently, even in Shenzhou, there are very few people who can have his psychic ability, but as far as Hua Yunfan knows, this ability does not seem to have hereditary characteristics, how did their clan do it.

Hua Yunfan looked at the old man with questioning eyes, the old man had obviously guessed the question in Hua Yunfan's heart, he shook his head slightly and said: "Why is this, when I was young, I also did a lot of investigations, but in the end, I couldn't find any reasonable explanation from the classics, until ......"

The old man couldn't help coughing when he said this, Cheng Diewu on the side hurriedly held his grandfather with great concern and patted his back gently, the old man took a deep breath and said: "Don't worry, according to my previous calculations, today is my return date, but after your friends appeared, I calculated for myself that I have more time left!"

The old man patted the back of Cheng Diewu's pink hand, although he knew that he didn't have a few days to live, but there was a hint of open-mindedness in his words, Cheng Diewu silently bit her lower lip, after going through so much, she already had a maturity that was not equal to her age.

"It wasn't until I was fortunate enough to enter an ancient clan to cultivate that I learned about some of the ancient clan's inheritance, which made me realize that the history of our clan may be longer than we thought, and the blood flowing in our bodies may probably contain the blood of the ancient gods!"

Speaking of this, even Cheng Diewu opened his mouth in surprise, who doesn't know now that the ancient clan has a pivotal position in this world, at this time, when he heard that Cheng Diewu's identity had such a long history, Tiancang, who had already been shocked beyond measure, said dumbfoundedly: "I'm a DJ!"

The ghost thief hammered him and said angrily, "Don't rob me of my mantra!"

Tianpeng said: "The boss said, why don't you care!"

The ghost thief snorted: "The boss is the boss, you are you!"

"Believe it or not, I'll break the seal and show you in minutes!"

When Tianpeng was arguing with people, in addition to Hua Yunfan, he was really not afraid of another person, and when the ghost thief heard Tianpeng talk about his transformation at this time, he suddenly remembered that Tianpeng's holy soldier-level nine-toothed nail rake couldn't help but feel empty, but he still said recklessly: "What is martial arts in this era, let's fight if you have the ability!"

Hua Yunfan's head was full of black lines, the quarrel between the two was undoubtedly a little out of place, Hua Yunfan was not idle, and his head was bursting, and bursts of green smoke suddenly appeared on the heads of these two people, and a big bag appeared on the heads of the two.

The two of them had tears in their eyes, but no one was convinced by anyone's stubbornness and twisted their heads to the side, both of them were afraid of Hua Yunfan's obscenity, and no one dared to easily provoke a war at this time, otherwise the bag on this head might not be eliminated.

Hua Yunfan made a gesture of invitation to the old man with an apologetic face, and the latter did not receive the influence of the two and continued to tell the story of their clan.

"However, the real origin of our clan is also because this ancestor is buried in the long river of history, no one knows what happened between the twelve Knights of the Round Table and the Pope led by him back then, but in my lifelong investigation, I found a trace of clues, our ancestors have experienced several migrations, and our surnames have also changed several times, just to escape from the pursuit of the Holy See!"

These words shocked everyone present, and at the same time, these words also solved the question that Hua Yunfan had before, why these clansmen who abandoned Cheng Diewu's lineage fled to the direction of Xingran, instead of the Holy See.

Xue Wei blinked her puzzled eyes, as if she couldn't figure out why the Holy See would hunt down these heroes who had created countless feats for the Holy See and said: "Grandpa, it stands to reason that these people are all knights who have created great feats for the Holy See, even the current books about these twelve knights are more praise, why would the Holy See hunt down them?"

The old man touched Cheng Xuewei's little head, looked at the very dishonest jumping up and down in Xuewei's arms, haha, his eyes were lost for a while, and he said very gloomily: "Maybe it's in our bloodline, we are born with some of his mental abilities, maybe my ancestors mastered some things that the previous popes didn't want people to know a long time ago!"

The old man finally finished telling the story, but Hua Yunfan and the others pondered, but they saw that the old man was holding a cane on this pedestal, and a pure light actually shone down from the roof, and when this light fell on the broken pedestal, a figure composed of golden light appeared on the pedestal.

This is a protagonist wearing foam inlaid with gold edges, but at this time he made a prayer appearance, the golden hood blocked his face, even if Hua Yunfan lowered his head, he could not clearly see the true appearance of this figure.

"Girl, this elf in your arms is also our ancestor's former partner, and he has silently accompanied our clan through countless hardships over the years, and now he has chosen you, I hope you can treat him well in the future!"

The old man's hand stroked Xue Wei's little head, looking at Xue Wei's well-behaved but firm nodding appearance, the corner of the old man's mouth couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, he seemed to have seen the day when these Qing children grew up, and the whole continent would cheer for their story.

"Let's go, kids, I'll activate the circle!"

The old man withdrew his old hand, but gently held Cheng Diewu's trembling right hand, and the staff in his hand gently slammed towards the altar, and countless mysterious magic rune cities appeared in everyone's eyes.

This circle is different from the directional circle that Hua Yunfan and others saw before, the arrangement rules of these runes are very unfixed, and they can obviously be arranged and combined according to the user's intentions, which also means that only one magic circle can lead to any magic circle in the world that it can locate.

The old man's age-spotted hands glowed with silver at this time, and he stretched out his hand to direct the harmoniously glittering runes on the altar to be sorted according to a certain rule.

However, Hua Yunfan found some problems, the flickering luster of some runes was obviously dimmed, and at the same time, these dim runes were often mutilated, which would obviously lead to a lot of unpredictable problems with teleportation magic.

The old man seemed to have discovered these problems a long time ago, he was a little tired of holding the staff, and the messy runes on the altar had been moved by him into a specific arrangement, Cheng Diewu couldn't help but worry when he looked at the old man's tired appearance, but at this time, he heard the old man stubbornly say: "Long Zun, the old man's ability can no longer completely repair this magic circle, and the rest can only rely on you!"