The old ancestor glanced at the two brothers and ignored them. Then, his withered old hands fell on top of the two brothers' heads.

Hanging in the void, his five fingers were grasped, and the spirit was gathered under his palm, and strands of majestic pure spiritual power began to pour out from his palm.

Subsequently, it was gradually infused into the bodies of the two brothers.

"Cultivation for empowerment!!"

Xuanyuan Yi was stunned, and then, he also understood, and immediately sat cross-legged, hugged Yuan Shouyi, ran the exercises, and let the ancestor give him empowerment.

Refuse? Only a fool refuses.

Of course, the surface still has to be pretended, and it can't make people feel that they don't have a conscience.

"Ancestor, don't be like this"

Xuanyuan Yi looked sad, with tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice.

"It's not a shame for a big man to cry!"

The old ancestor glanced at Xuanyuan Yi with disgust and said.

Although he said disgusting words in his mouth, his cloudy old eyes were full of joy, and tears of joy were about to fall.

Obviously, I was still very happy in my heart.

Xuanyuan Wuxian had already sat cross-legged, and was now concentrating on receiving the cultivation empowerment of his ancestors.

He glanced at Xuanyuan Yi, who looked sad and seemed to be crying, and the corners of his mouth twitched, wondering if he was going to squeeze out a few tears.

I squeezed it for a long time, and the fart didn't come out. simply didn't squeeze it, and simply sat cross-legged on the spot expressionlessly.

The old ancestor caught a glimpse of Xuanyuan's traceless expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in his heart: The old man is going to die, so don't you kid pretend?

Of course, if he complains, he won't really bother with a junior.

"Ancestor, you."

Xuanyuan Litian on the side looked sad, with tears in his eyes, his mouth opened, and he didn't seem to know what to say!

Although his expression was sad, his heart was about to die of joy.

The ancestor has cultivated this general infusion, these two stinky boys, I'm afraid they can be directly Mahayana, right?

The cultivation of the ancestors is a half-immortal, and the cultivation is extremely profound, even if it is divided into two, it is easy to create two Mahayanas.

It's not that Xuanyuan has no conscience from the sky, but that the ancestor and his generation are too far apart, and no matter how close the ancestor is, how can he have his own son.

Of course, there must be a bit of sadness, and he is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person.

"Ziyan, you. . . Alas."

The other seven or eight old antiques on the side also sighed lowly.

His mouth was open, but he didn't say anything to admonish him.

Before dying, instilling one's own cultivation into the body of the younger generations is also a precedent since ancient times, and they don't have much to say.

As Zi Yan said, it's better than wasting.

"Zi Yan, if you want to live, it's not impossible!" It was the gray-clothed ancestor who spoke.

He was referring to the seizure.

Everyone present heard what he meant.

Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuxian also heard it, and at that moment, the two brothers almost involuntarily became nervous, even vigilant.

If you want to give up, the first thing to do is to give them up.

Who made them young and well-qualified.

It's just that I don't know who I will choose to take?

Xuanyuan Litian was also nervous, of course, not worried about himself, but worried about his two sons.

If the ancestor wants to take away, how can he stop it?

"Ruxu, don't say it, look at you scaring the two stinky boys. I've lived enough, so why bother to harm others, I've lived too long, and death is not a relief. ”

The old ancestor named Ziyan took in the expressions of several people, and said helplessly.

Then, he regained his mind, looked serious, and began to devote himself to the empowerment of the two brothers.

Ruxu is also the name of the gray-clothed ancestor.

The gray-clothed old ancestor named Ruxu glanced at the father and son, who were obviously a lot nervous, his face was embarrassed, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and didn't say anything more.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuxian were relieved in their hearts, and they were scared to death.

Xuanyuan Litian is the same, the whole person is also much more relaxed, and he will no longer be nervous.

As streams of pure spiritual power entered their bodies, the expressions of Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Wuxian also became serious.

They all hugged Yuan Shouyi, gathered their minds, ran the exercises, and wholeheartedly received the cultivation empowerment from their ancestors!

With the empowerment of the old ancestor's cultivation, the cultivation of Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Traceless has also increased at a speed that is visible to the naked eye!

Especially Xuanyuan Yi, his cultivation quickly reached the stage of transformation and continued to move upward!

I saw that Xuanyuan Yi closed his eyes and crossed his knees, his expression was changeable, and his expression was crying and laughing, as if he was suffering and happy.

Obviously, he is passing through the Demon Tribulation of the Divine Stage at the moment!

The old ancestor noticed Xuanyuan Yi's situation, and he also knew it.

While he was cultivating for Xuanyuan Yi as an empowerment, he also did not forget to compress those cultivations that were poured into the other party's body, so that after Xuanyuan Yi woke up in the future, he could slowly refine those majestic spiritual powers compressed in his body!

Xuanyuan Traceless is not far behind, with the majestic and pure cultivation entering the body, strands of pure spiritual power were quickly refined by him into several uses.

Subsequently, his cultivation was soaring all the way, and it skyrocketed wildly.

The peak of the early stage of the gods, the middle stage of the gods, the peak of the middle stage of the gods, the late stages of the gods, the great consummation of the late stages of the gods...

While the ancestor gave empowerment to the two brothers, he also did not forget to pay attention to the situation of the two brothers.

He saw that Xuanyuan's traceless cultivation had skyrocketed all the way, and he was afraid that his cultivation would rise too fast, causing his cultivation to be vain.

After thinking about it, he took action to suppress the spiritual power in the dantian for Xuanyuan Wuxi. Until, Xuanyuan's traceless cultivation was extremely condensed and could no longer be suppressed, that his cultivation continued to rise!

Soon, Xuanyuan Traceless entered the refining period...

Not long after, he also had a similar situation to Fang Cai Xuanyuan Yi.

The expression is crying and laughing, like madness and joy, like pain and madness.

The old ancestor knew that he had entered the heart demon tribulation of the refining period, and he also compressed the remaining majestic spiritual power infused into his body, and only waited for Xuanyuan Wuxian to slowly refine it in the future.

Both brothers have entered the state of inner demon tribulation!

However, the actions of the old ancestor's hands did not stop, and he continued to initiate for the two brothers.

It's just that the spiritual power that entered the two brothers' bodies was compressed by the old ancestor's action and remained in the dantian of the two.

The cultivation of the two brothers continued to rise, and the aura on their bodies became more and more vigorous. On the other hand, the cultivation of the old ancestor fell all the way down.

Even the aura on his body gradually weakened.

Half immortal, the great consummation of the tribulation, the late stage of the tribulation, the middle stage of the tribulation, the early stage of the tribulation. Soon, he fell to the Mahayana Great Perfection

In this way, he still did not stop, and his cultivation continued to decline.

After a short time, he fell to the refining period, and even so, the old ancestor did not stop, and was still giving empowerment to the two brothers.

Xuanyuan Litian and the seven or eight old antiques saw that tears fell, their expressions were sad, and their faces were full of unbearable.

Some of the more sensual old antiques began to wipe tears on the side. Even, I can't help but feel sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

If a monk fails to ascend, no matter how high his cultivation is and how long he lives, he will eventually fall one day.

It's not that they don't want to ascend, but they can't.

It's not that they don't cultivate enough, it's that these people, when they were young, did too much killing.

At the same time, in the past years, they have also refined countless essence blood, some of which are of the human race, some of the demon race, and some of other races.

Although those various kinds of essence blood increased their spiritual cultivation, they also caused countless evil qi to enter the body, and as time passed, the more evil qi in the body became.

Although the evil qi in their bodies has long been cleared, the killing they have created in the past has caused them to no longer be able to ascend.

Unfortunately, by the time they found out, it was too late.

With the passage of time, the aura on the old ancestor's body became weaker and weaker, and in the end, his cultivation soon fell to the Jindan period, the foundation building period, and even the qi refining period.

"Bump!" In the next second, there was no cultivation in the old ancestor's body. Soon, his body fell limply backwards.

"Ancestor."

Xuanyuan Litian hurriedly caught the body of the old ancestor who fell backwards, and cried out in grief.

At this moment, the old ancestor has long since regained his original momentum, and his cultivation is even more useless.

He was like an old man who was dying, weak and weak, and fell into Xuanyuan Litian's arms.

His eyes were slightly open, and an old hand that was dry like the bark of a tree was also gently held by Xuanyuan Litian's other hand.

"Don't be sad, people will die. Old. The head lived for nearly 100,000 years, a long time ago. Enough to live."

The old ancestor's gaze slowly swept over everyone present, and finally, it was fixed on Xuanyuan Litian's face.

He spoke weakly, his voice low and inaudible.

But everyone present still heard it clearly.

For a while, everyone had tears in their eyes, and their faces were full of grief and reluctance.

"Ancestor."

Xuanyuan Litian hugged the old ancestor tightly, and the hand holding the old ancestor was also tight, his expression was sad, and he screamed in a low voice.

"Zi Yan, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly!"

The gray-clothed old ancestor wiped the corners of his eyes, his face was full of sadness and reluctance, his eyes looked at the old man in Xuanyuan Litian's arms, and said in a low voice.

If you don't say it, you won't have a chance to say it in the future.

"Good. Guarding the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan, I don't expect you to carry forward the Ancient Clan to be as glorious as the Ancient Period, but. Don't let people bully you."

The old ancestor lay in Xuanyuan Litian's arms and said weakly.

The sound is very low, even, intermittent.

He guarded the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan for a lifetime, and before he died, the most reassuring thing was the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan.

"Old Ancestor, don't worry, the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan will always be the top force in the Canglan Continent, and it won't be easily bullied."

Xuanyuan Litian hugged the ancestor tightly and assured seriously.

"Okay, so that the old man can rest assured!"

The old ancestor smiled weakly, and finally, his eyes slowly moved to the two brothers who were still surviving the demon tribulation at this moment.

His gaze first swept over Xuanyuan Yi, and said weakly, "Okay. Raise the wing, he will. is a qualified successor. ”

"Yes, Ancestor!" Xuanyuan Litian glanced at Xuanyuan Yi, whose eyes were closed, and replied in a low voice.

"And. Traceless this stinky boy, he has extremely high qualifications, and he also wants to. Cultivate well. It's just that. He's in love with no. Someone who should be loved. Be careful."

Before he finished speaking, his body fell straight into Xuanyuan Litian's arms, his eyes widened, as if he was dead.

"Ancestor."

Xuanyuan couldn't hold back anymore and cried out loudly.

Then, holding the body of the old ancestor, he knelt on the ground, his face full of grief.

"Bumper Bumper"

At this time, seven or eight old antiques also knelt down in unison, and kowtowed to the old ancestor who had just died.

"Leaving the sky, Ziyan's funeral, you go and deal with it, his funeral must be grand!"

After half a ring, the old man in gray slowly spoke.

At the same time, it is also to stand up.

Monks rarely hold funerals, fearing that someone will steal the body, knowing that even if the monk is dead, the body is extremely valuable.

Especially a half-immortal like Zi Yan, even the bones of that body can create a half-immortal weapon.

But in order to show respect for their ancestors, the Xuanyuan ancient clan would not do this.

Not only will it not do this, but there will also be a solemn funeral. Then, Ziyan's body was buried in the cemetery of the ancestors of the Xuanyuan ancient clan.

In that cemetery, there are countless masters of robbery, who dares to go there to steal the corpse, unless they are impatient.

"Got it, Ancestor!" Xuanyuan Litian replied to the gray-clothed ancestor with a sad expression.

Then, he put down the body of the old ancestor who had died, got up, stepped out of the palace with his feet raised, and soon, he notified people to collect the body of the old ancestor.

After another series of orders, soon, someone began to organize the funeral of the ancestor in full swing.

In less than half a day's effort, the entire Xuanyuan Ancient Clan knew that an old ancestor had fallen in the back mountain.

Before falling, he also poured that heavenly cultivation into Xuanyuan Wing and Xuanyuan Wuxi.

For a time, within the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan, there were those who were envious, those who were jealous, those who were full of complexity, and of course, those who were happy for the two brothers.

For example, Su Youyou, the ancestor is not dead, she doesn't care, and in her opinion, it's better to die, anyway, those old antiques don't like her.

Now that the old guy is dead, his cultivation has cheapened her two sons. If Su Youyou wasn't afraid that others would see it badly, he would have wanted to drink two glasses happily.

(End of chapter)