On the second day after the Zizhu Town disaster, Emperor Dongchen and Master Nie Jun rushed to the scene together.

The ruins and broken walls as far as the eye can see, anyone who sees them can't help but feel a chill.

"Master, what do you think of what the Taiyun City Lord said?"

"Mighty man to make a move?" Master Nie Jun looked around with a deep gaze, "If that's the case, this mighty man is only afraid that at least the existence of the Immortal Realm!"

"Immortal Realm?!" Emperor Dongchen was slightly stunned, "Does this matter have anything to do with Master Jialing?"

"The things behind this person are more complicated than you and I imagined," Master Nie Jun shook his head, "Before he left the imperial capital, he entrusted me with a bag of things. He said that if one day he had misfortune, he would give it to his two children when they were adults. Looks like he's been expecting this to happen a long time ago!"

"A bag of things, what is it?"

"I don't know, this package has been sealed by him with a soul talent, I can't open it, only his bloodline heirs can open it, otherwise I will be attacked by the soul dementor. ”

"Alas, the world is unpredictable, I'm afraid Master Jialing didn't expect that the bloodline of the whole family would be broken overnight!"

"Maybe that's fine, it's a hundred!"

"It's a pity for the innocent people of this town......"

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The imperial capital Chenxing, the hidden village.

Master Nie Jun and Emperor Dongchen were speechless one after another, and in front of them was a small, half-moon-shaped tombstone with a smooth surface and no words.

"Master Jialing can be regarded as a worship in my empire, so he only built a clothed mound. It's not appropriate, isn't it?" Emperor Dongchen frowned slightly, "And there is not even a formal coffin ceremony, it is really ......"

"It is inevitable that the emperor is benevolent and compassionate, but the things involved behind Master Jialing may have exceeded our imagination, and if the people concerned know that he has relics here, maybe there will be more trouble. ”

"Okay...... can only be like this, erecting a wordless monument can be regarded as a tribute to my empire. ”

After a few sighs, Emperor Dongchen left Guiyin Village accompanied by his guards. Only Master Nie Jun was left standing here quietly.

"Brother Jialing. What secrets are you hiding?" After a long silence, Master Nie Jun muttered to himself at the wordless tombstone, "I can always feel a little familiar in your relics"

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

It was when Master Nie Jun was silent. A crisp female voice sounded behind him.

Master Nie Jun's eyes suddenly showed a bit of kindness. Turning his head and smiling. "Ake, you little girl, why did you come here, there are ghosts in the graveyard here!"

"Hey, hey, grandpa is lying again. Where are the ghosts!" A little girl dressed in yellow who looked to be about seven or eight years old ran towards Master Nie Jun.

"My little Fuxing, you are the most courageous!" Master Nie Jun said, hugging the little girl, "Ah Ke, have you found anything new in the old house recently?"

"How can there be so many new things!" Ah Ke grinned childishly, "Since the last time I helped my grandfather turn out a futon, my grandfather has always asked me to find new things, haven't you all been looking through the old house?!"

"Hehe, it's still my baby, grandpa can't turn over any good things!" Master Nie Jun looked embarrassed, "Let's go, I'll take you back!"

"Okay!" Ah Ke put his arms around Master Nie Jun's neck, his head resting on his shoulder, who was holding her away with a smile on his face.

The little girl's gaze fell on the half-moon-shaped wordless tombstone, and in an instant, the childishness on her face disappeared, and her eyes became cold and cold. Her eyes were glazed, her eyes fixed on the tombstone. This look and face are completely beyond the reach of a child less than ten years old.

......

Late at night, deep in the wilderness.

"Where God is, give me a clear heart, too ancient and ancient, and the bloodline will last forever......"

In a dilapidated wooden house, the little girl in yellow stood in the middle of the wooden house with her eyes slightly closed, muttering to herself. In front of her lay a bronze bowl, filled with water. The cold starlight shines through the broken walls of the wooden house, reflecting this scene very strangely.

"That's what you say!" After a while, a loud roar sounded in her head.

The clear water in the copper bowl suddenly splashed out, and the whole wooden house was surrounded by thin droplets, and a little light shone on the droplets, and the little girl seemed to be in a starry sky.

"Ancestor, one of your descendants has died. He may be to blame, but he sealed the inheritance, what arrangements does the ancestor have?"

Ke's voice was still crisp, but there was a bit of incongruous maturity in his tone.

"Let everything go with fate! This god doesn't want to interfere in anything for the time being! Since fate has decided the interruption of this inheritance, then let him go!" the grand voice said slowly, with a bit of indifference in his tone that saw through everything in the world, "This god used to be too rebellious to the sky, and he relied on his extremely high talent, and he prayed to God all the way against the sky. In the end, he broke through the Divine Domain, but he could not be recognized by the Divine Realm and was blocked from the Divine Gate......"

"But Ancestor, these inheritances are the causes you sowed, only when the people who have the karma are promoted to the Holy Domain, you can be recognized by the Divine Realm, and every inheritance is extremely precious!"

"The reincarnation of the seventy-seven and forty-nine realms, the fate technique of this god requires forty-nine people who have obtained the mark of my karma to be promoted to the holy realm before it can be completed. Only by completing this fatalistic technique can this god be recognized by the divine realm. But everything in the world can no longer be forced, if it really comes to the last resort, maybe this god will take another shot......"

"Ancestor, then let him put this inheritance there?"

"Wait until someone is destined to open it again, you can't interfere anymore!"

"But......" the little girl stomped her foot in a hurry, "when will this be?"

"You did it unintentionally that day, this was originally a cause, just like you can get this copper bowl," the grand voice said as unhurried as always, "This copper bowl is the natal magic weapon of the gods, and it is also the most special one of all the karma, and the copper bowl stores a trace of the essence and blood of the gods. At the same time that you get it, the essence blood will also enter your body, and from that moment on, you will be the only person who inherits the bloodline of this god in this world. ”

"Ancestor, it is a blessing for the younger generation to be able to become your bloodline descendant," the little girl said respectfully, "The younger generation has been carefully guided by you in the past few years and has benefited a lot, but the younger generation just doesn't understand, why doesn't the ancestor pass on my mana, so that the younger generation can always maintain the mortal body?

"Just because you are the blood of this god, you can't rush it. I'll pass on the mana to you when you need it, it's too early. Go, if there's anything else you need to do, I'll give you another order......"

The sound disappeared, and the starlight in the room dissipated, and the little girl stood thoughtfully for a long time, put away the bronze bowl, and quietly left the wooden house. (To be continued......)