Destiny Clock, interior space.

This is a grassland, at a glance, lush, from time to time you can see cattle and sheep walking by, some shepherd boys, frolicking and playing, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

On a small hill, there is a gazebo, Lu Chen sits on the stone bench of the gazebo, holding a teacup in his hand, slowly tasting tea, and beside him, sitting is a phantom, that is, the spirit of the Mandate Bell.

"Dust Boy. ”

The phantom called a burly, simple-headed man over and introduced Lu Chen: "He is the master's ninth disciple and the only descendant disciple. ”

When he said this, there was obviously some sadness in the voice of the Spirit of the Destiny Bell.

Back then, there were 3,000 disciples of the Heavenly Mandate Venerable, although they did not have a prominent reputation, but they were all geniuses like no one in a million, and under the careful teaching of the Heavenly Mandate Venerable, they were growing rapidly.

At that time, the Sifang City seemed to be a powerful force on the Wind Continent, and no one dared to provoke it.

Because of the Heavenly Mandate Venerable, he was unwilling to participate in the intrigue between the many sects on the Wind Continent, so almost no one came here to make trouble outside of the Sifang City.

However, in that battle, not only did the Heavenly Mandate Venerable fall, but even his descendants and disciples all died, and only nine disciples survived.

Of the many descendants living in this space, only the nine disciples are the descendants of the Heavenly Mandate Venerable, and the others are all disciples of the next generation, or the descendants of the disciples, in short, they all belong to the lineage of the Heavenly Mandate Venerable.

"Uncle Chen. ”

A burly man with a simple head, others call him Da Zhuang, when the master and the brothers fell, he was powerless to save, and finally relied on the master's means to survive.

If it weren't for this last hope, he wouldn't have survived alone.

After so many years, they have been living here, isolated from the world, even he has given up, and he can't wait for the people who will rescue them, do they want to live in this space for the rest of their lives?

When Da Zhuang saw Lu Chen and the Spirit of the Heavenly Destiny Bell coming in, he was so excited that he couldn't be more excited, and those descendants also gathered around the two of them, looking at them curiously.

This is also Da Zhuang's order, let them not disturb Uncle Chen, and everyone dispersed.

Lu Chen patted Da Zhuang's shoulder, and could feel the pain in his heart, "Destiny has exchanged his life for your chance to live, I hope you will not live up to your master's hope." ”

Da Zhuang nodded heavily, he had figured it out over the years, he must pass on the incense of the master's lineage, and never let the destiny of heaven be cut off.

Moreover, he is also constantly improving his strength, hoping that one day, he can avenge his master.

Chatted with Da Zhuang a lot, the cultivation resources here are too scarce, Lu Chen scavenged the space ring of Shi Jing and the others, found a large number of cultivation resources, and gave them all to Da Zhuang.

Especially in the space rings of the elders of the Evil God Realm, the cultivation resources are comparable to those of the four major clans, which undoubtedly brings hope to the people of the Heavenly Destiny Lineage.

"Thank you, Uncle Chen. "Da Zhuang is really excited, he didn't expect that there would be so many cultivation resources, although they can't be compared to the Sifang City at the peak of the peak, but with these resources, in a short period of time, their strength will inevitably increase to a terrifying level.

"Okay, you go and distribute these cultivation resources first. Lu Chen said.

After Da Zhuang left, the Spirit of the Heavenly Destiny Bell looked at Lu Chen and said, "They are all poor people. ”

Lu Chen sighed.

Looking at those simple children, they didn't know that they were burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, and how could there be any quiet years, but someone was carrying the weight for them.

"Fortunately, I waited for the dust boy, otherwise, I don't know when, my body will be repaired. The Spirit of the Heavenly Destiny Bell sighed with emotion, before repairing its own body, its memory was missing, and it couldn't remember Da Zhuang and the others at all.

Well, now, its body is completely repaired, and its power has skyrocketed, although it has not returned to its peak state, it is more than enough to defend the Sifang City.

Moreover, Da Zhuang is a descendant disciple of the Venerable Mandate of Heaven, who was full of strength back then, and was close to the realm of peeping, but in the later war, he was seriously injured and his realm fell.

Over the years, he has finally stabilized in the realm of transforming gods.

However, his foundation is here, as long as he is given enough time and enough cultivation resources, he will definitely be able to recover to his peak in a short period of time.

At that time, he can also be regarded as the face of the Sifang City, and he will be able to protect the Mandate of Heaven.

"Huh?"

Da Zhuang went to distribute cultivation resources, and the spirit of the Heavenly Mandate Bell was in the iQue grassland, which was opened up by the master himself, and every inch of land had the breath left by the master.

At this time, Lu Chen took out the last spatial ring, which was collected after killing the beast.

However, when his divine sense entered the beast's spatial ring, he suddenly let out a soft sigh, extremely surprised.

In the huge space ring, there were dense cultivation resources stacked, but none of these had any attraction to Lu Chen, what really surprised him was the crown placed at the top of the mountain of cultivation resources in the deepest part of the space ring.

"That's ......"

Lu Chen was on top of that crown and sensed the aura of divinity.

"The breath of the Black Tiger God?"

He was a little stunned, the Black Tiger God was also one of the gods, but his personality was withdrawn, and as one of the leaders of the demon clan, he was extremely arrogant, and he had secretly obstructed the Dragon Emperor from encircling and suppressing the evil gods.

In the end, the Black Tiger God died at the hands of the Eight Heavenly Gods under the command of the Dragon Emperor.

Airplanes!

Lu Chen's divine consciousness kept getting closer to the crown, and on this crown, there was a black luster, and there was a red gemstone inlay in the front, and around the crown, it was engraved with purple veins.

Crash!

Lu Chen's mind moved, and he took out the crown.

After carefully examining this crown, there was a trace of the divine aura of the Black Tiger God inside, and the veins engraved on it were also an extremely ancient rune.

Rumble!

At this moment, suddenly, a shepherd boy on the grassland, his eyes were scarlet, as if he had fallen into a state of madness, and he rushed towards Lu Chen like crazy.

"Be careful. ”

Da Zhuang's voice came, but before Lu Chen could react, the shepherd boy, who had fallen into madness, snatched the crown and put it on his head.

In the next moment, something strange happened.

The moment the crown was placed on his head, the shepherd boy's body underwent earth-shaking changes, and behind him, a huge black tiger phantom condensed.

Roar!

The black tiger opened its bloody mouth and let out an angry roar, and at this moment, the shepherd boy seemed to be controlled by the black tiger's phantom, like a walking corpse.

"What's going on?" asked the Spirit of the Manifest Bell.

Da Zhuang ran panting, and said with a solemn face, "His epilepsy has happened again." ”