In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Chen Xuan thought that this kid really has the ability to bear different from ordinary people.

Chen Ji slowly struggled to stand up from the ground, pursed his lips and frowned, his face pale.

He felt strange, very strange.

It was obvious that he had just experienced the pain as if he had just walked out of The Underworld, but now the pain in his body had completely disappeared, and Chen Ji felt refreshed.

It seems that I have become a lot lighter, but I feel a lot more in my body.

Chen Ji stretched out his own hands, and suddenly found that there was a thick white air on his hands, and he wiped his eyes with his arms in disbelief.

He couldn't believe it, it was real.

But wipe your eyes and look again, wipe your eyes and look at them again, that shrouded white air is definitely not an illusion!

"This..." Chen Ji couldn't hide his excitement and said with a trembling voice: "Is this the Spiritual Sense?"

Chen Xuan tilted his head and said, "As you can see."

"Thank you Laozu!" Chen Ji, who had already burst into tears, knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Chen Xuan, "Thank you Laozu! Thank you Laozu!"

Relaxing and lying back on the keel chair, Chen Xuan smiled lightly and said, "Is there nothing to say except Xie?"

With such a sudden question, Chen Ji's face turned red, and his tears became more and more turbulent.

"Ancestor! Chen Ji will go back and concentrate on cultivation, constantly Ascension himself, destroy the fake Dihuang sect, revive the fame of Tianhuang sect, and come back to repay the kindness of the ancestors!"

Huh? Chen Xuan was taken aback, this guy said he went back to cultivate himself to revive the Sect and then came back to repay himself, he didn't mention asking himself to help!

interesting.

Chen Xuan smiled appreciatively and said, "With your current ability, when will you have to cultivate until you can revive the Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ji's already flushed face became even more ashamed.

"Forget it, since you are so self-motivated, I wish you a helping hand." With that, Chen Xuan stood up from the keel chair.

"But that Huang Zong, it's just garbage. It's not even as good as a grain of yellow sand in my life."

Chen Xuan sneered lightly.

That kind of cultivator can actually bully his own descendants like this, and even nearly wipe out the descendants of this line.

Thinking of this, a nameless fire appeared in Chen Xuan's heart.

Fortunately, this descendant is not the kind of lazy prodigal. Just based on the words just now, Chen Xuan will also come up with some good things for him to look after the house.

When Chen Ji heard this sentence, his admiration for Chen Xuan increased a bit.

Chen Xuan beckoned to Chen Ji and said, "Come here."

Originally, I thought about going to challenge Chen Ji with a battle body first, but Chen Ji was born with Spiritual Sense, and now Spiritual Sense is not own, and the match with him is not high. Even the most rubbish combat body given to him can't stand it.

When Chen Ji just came to Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan snapped his fingers and the two disappeared in the Great Hall.

In the blink of an eye, I came to Chen Xuan's vegetable garden.

He walked suddenly, and when he landed, Chen Ji almost didn't fall.

Chen Xuan was speechless, how could he have such a descendant who has never seen the world? As soon as the idea came up, he suddenly thought, which of the seven descendants he has seen so far...

"Old Ancestor, your vegetable garden is pretty good!"

Chen Ji shouted to Chen Xuan as he paced around while visiting.

"so so."

Although Chen Ji was not shocked by this small vegetable garden, Chen Xuan knew that he probably did not know him.

Sitting in the pavilion in the courtyard, Chen Xuan snapped his fingers and turned out a pot of Yuquan Divine Brew, and said to Chen Ji, "I heard that you were washing dishes in a restaurant before?"

Chen Ji scratched his head, and smiled back embarrassedly: "Yes, the ancestor, for the sake of livelihood, it is good to have a warm meal every day when I wash the dishes in it."

"Yeah." Chen Xuan nodded and asked, "Then can you cook?"

Several people in Luo Qingcheng are still cultivating in Closed Door Training, and now there is no one who can cook.

"That must be, old man!"

Hearing this sentence, Chen Ji can be considered to show off to Chen Xuan.

"We are washing dishes in the most famous Spring Breeze Building in the Nether Continent! In the back kitchen, not to mention the cooking masters teach and learn, just smell the fragrance of the rice every day, and they will do it."

While talking, Chen Ji rolled up his sleeves and excitedly said, "What do you want to eat, Patriarch, let me show you a hand!"

Chen Xuan didn't answer immediately, whistled and took a sip of wine with a smile.

Chen Ji, who didn't understand what it meant, scratched his head and was about to ask, when he heard a sharp cry in the distance, and suddenly felt the sky sinking suddenly.

A large purple bird of Shrouding the Heavens soars over a vegetable garden with a struggling creature hanging from its beak.

With a loud bang, the big purple bird threw the creature down and smashed it in the open space less than three feet away from the pavilion and Chen Ji!

Chen Ji was taken aback by this scene, and saw the big purple bird flying down slowly, the smaller the size as it went down, and when it reached the ground, it became a body about the size of a pigeon, and then flew to Chen. beside Xuan.

"Old... Old Ancestor?"

Chen Xuan glanced at him and gestured not to make a fuss.

Shutting up suddenly, Chen Ji couldn't help but look at the creature that was thrown down.

"That's the fire Qilin cub."

Speaking of the shivering Huo Qilin in the corner, Chen Xuan said lightly, "Go, kill it and cook it for me to roast Quanlin."