"Northland, Floating Mountain."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he kept this place name firmly in his mind.

Although he didn't know where the floating mountain was, since he was able to make his grandfather, he didn't dare to act rashly for so many years, even if he asked in person, he didn't want to say more to him.

Then he understood that this floating mountain. I'm afraid that at least it will involve the pinnacle of the realm!

Otherwise, it would never be possible to make your grandfather so jealous!

Shaking his head, Chen Zhixing no longer thought deeply, he has never been a person who likes to go to mental internal friction and dwell on things that have not yet happened.

As long as the strength is strong enough, everything can be solved naturally!

Get out of the forbidden grounds.

I saw that at the foot of the main peak, countless Chen family monks had already gathered, and their eyes were fanatically looking at Chen Zhixing.

No rejection, no resistance, no confusion!

There is only endless longing and anticipation!

Chen Zhixing's gaze looked around at the crowd, and almost the entire Ziwei Chen family came here.

He just took a cursory glance and found that now the Ziwei Chen family is true realm, and there are nearly hundreds!

Nearly a hundred True Self Realms, what is that concept?

I'm afraid that looking at the Eastern Xuan Domain, apart from the three immortal Dao systems, there is no force that can take out so many True Self Realm powerhouses at once!

"It's all gone."

After Chen Zhixing nodded slightly towards the bottom of the mountain, he walked towards the third peak.

Anyway, three days later, it will be the enthronement ceremony, and there is no hurry to say anything now.

Walk on the trail of the third peak.

In the early years, compared with the other peaks, it was quite bleak, almost bare, only a few poplar trees of the third peak, at the moment it is already green trees, verdant vegetation, a vibrant, spring color.

Mago flowers!

Nine Shades of Divine Grass!

Dragonblood!

Tenlan Wind Tree!

A rare treasure of heaven and earth, which can be seen everywhere on both sides of the mountain, is gently swayed by the breeze, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

There are also all kinds of squirrels and other small beasts, running among the lush mountains and forests, and after seeing Chen Zhixing's arrival, they actually stood upright like a scholar and gave up.

Under the Pure Land Dojo of the Third Peak, the entire Third Peak seemed to be opening up its spiritual wisdom and moving in an indescribable direction.

Far away.

A unique smell of fireworks wafted from afar.

The tip of Chen Zhixing's nose twitched slightly, and he didn't need to look to know that this must be Biluo's girl making braised pork again.

He has been eating this dish for more than ten years, and the taste has long been engraved in his bones.

"I'm finally home, I'm so tired."

Chen Zhixing stretched his waist, and his eyebrows became tired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the corners of his mouth were filled with a gentle smile.

Went home.

Meanwhile.

With the pinnacle ancestor of the Chen family, he replaced the Heavenly Dao with his own Dao and announced to the entire Eastern Xuan Domain, Chen Zhixing ascended the throne of the Lord of Ziwei three days later.

The entire Eastern Xuan Domain was shaken, and the major forces had their own thoughts, as if the dark tide was surging.

Although the crape myrtle Chen family has deliberately concealed its own strength over the years, no one is a fool, the crape myrtle Chen family has successively set foot in Qingzhou Meng family, Yaowang Valley and other forces, and all resources have been eaten and wiped out by the crape myrtle Chen family!

Later, Chen Zhixing obtained all kinds of natural treasures in the small world of the ancient land.

With such a combination, the world suspects that the Ziwei Chen family, which was originally more than ten True Wu Realm, is afraid that the number of True Wu will double!

Even some bold people even said that the true self of the Ziwei Chen family today is probably close to fifty!

The sudden change of ownership of such a behemoth force can have too much impact on the Eastern Xuan Domain, and they can't help but float without thinking.

Now.

Deep in southern Xinjiang.

On the top of a cliff on the top of a mountain, the mountain wind is howling, blowing the grass all over the ground and swaying.

A slender figure in the robes of the Black Dragon Emperor was standing on the top of the mountain, letting the strong wind blow his black hair and robe, and the sound of hunting.

He just looked into the distance so intently, and there was a complication between his eyebrows.

"Have you finally taken the palm print and ascended to the position of the Lord of Crape Myrtle?"

He spoke in a low voice, as if muttering to himself, as if he were talking to someone.

Suddenly, he seemed to go back to sixteen years ago, and saw the child babbling in his swaddling clothes.

"Tataki, what do you want?"

At this moment, a figure wearing a black robe with the word 'seven' engraved on his left forehead came from behind and patted Chen Zhaosheng's shoulder.

"It's nothing, just wondering, when will we be able to go back to the way we were?"

Chen Zhaosheng retracted his gaze and smiled slightly at the figure on the side.

"Soon, the thirty-six saints canonized by His Majesty back then have recovered more than half of them."

Seven folded his hands in his sleeves, like an old man in the cold of the Northland.

"I wish it was soon, this era is too strange."

Chen Zhaosheng smiled.

"Soon. Tataki, you don't know yet, just now, the Prime Minister has successfully recovered and been reincarnated! ”

Number Seven spoke.

This statement fell.

Chen Zhaosheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and in his mind, a thin figure of a wise and close demon automatically appeared.

"Let's go, the Prime Minister is already sober, and after knowing that you have successfully recovered, he specially called me to come to you."

No. 7 patted Chen Zhaosheng on the shoulder, and then looked in the direction of Mobei in the distance.

"Tataki, according to the Prime Minister's meaning, I'm afraid that we will set off in the near future and go to the depths of Mobei to awaken the 100,000 heroic souls who are sleeping!"

"When the time comes, the world will be really in chaos."

Chen Zhaosheng did not speak, but in the depths of his eyes, a grim color gradually swelled up.

Meanwhile.

Head to a forest in the Northlands.

An old man with messy white hair was walking barefoot in the mountains and forests with his bare upper body.

Suddenly, he raised his head to look at the sky, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Zhi'er, you must be able to do better than grandpa."

Chen Daoyan took a deep breath, and his rough eyes were full of determination.

The next moment.

He turned his gaze in the direction of the Northland, and the determination in his eyes was even greater.

"Zhi'er, you wait and see."

"Grandpa will kill you a pinnacle as a congratulatory gift!"

Yanzhou, which is far away from the hinterland of the Eastern Xuan Domain, is on a plateau that is extremely far away.

There is snow all year round, birds are difficult to cross, snow-capped glaciers rise into the sky, like moats.

Here, the living beings are dead and silent, and all you can see is a barren land, and the cold wind that has blown for 10,000 years is enough to freeze all life.

This is the tundra plateau, the land of the snow demons.

At the same time, it is also one of the terrifying forbidden places in the Eastern Xuan Domain!

Now.

Inside a snow prison on this tundra plateau.

"Daughter-in-law, did you hear anything just now? It seems to mention our children's children! ”

A middle-aged man said, tilting his head.

"Auditory hallucinations again?"

Next to him, a gentle-looking white-haired woman glanced at the middle-aged man beside her angrily.

"Hey, hey, don't you miss our kids too much?"

The middle-aged man scratched the back of his head and laughed.

As soon as the words fell.

Throughout the snow cell, the atmosphere began to fall silent.

Until a long time later.

"Zhi'er. I guess I'm going to be sixteen too, right? ”

The white-haired woman looked up at the sky, which was only ten feet long.

"Yes, after being away for so long, Zhi'er is afraid that he has forgotten us, right?"

"Others say that children whose parents are not around are the most vulnerable to bullying, and we know that our children are honest and responsible, so they must have been bullied a lot in the family, right?"

A faint sigh continued to sound in this snow prison.

Soon.

These sighs are all covered by the perennial ice and snow.

(End of chapter)