The mountains in the distance contain daisies, the waters are close to the secluded ones, the fragrant grasses are full of flowers, and the flowers are blooming.

He Xie finally entered the Kunlun Xuanjie with the parrot. The area is vast and endless, with peaks and mountains, lush and lush, and it is completely another world.

In an attic, He Xie met the ancestor of the demon clan, Duanmu.

This demon is an ancient spiritual wood cultivation success. Like He Xie, he is also a seventh-order cultivation base, but he is still stuck in the world and does not want to fly to the fairyland.

"Young man, why are you looking for me?"

Duanmu's body was shrouded in a blue light, his appearance was elegant, and the strange thing was green hair, which made He Xie unable to spit out his old groove.

"I was sorting out the family relics a few days ago, and I had no intention of knowing that my father once left a picture scroll for me in the Kunlun Xuanjie. Can the seniors know about this?" He Xie didn't bother to deal with politeness, and asked straight to the point.

Duanmu was moved and looked at He Xie deeply: "Young man, who is your father?"

"Chen Zhan." He Xie said.

Duanmu sighed: "Sure enough, you really are from ten thousand years ago, you are the son of Chen Zhan!"

Obviously, the demon clan has always been paying attention to Chen Nan.

"Chen Zhan was a generation of arrogance tens of thousands of years ago. His cultivation level shocked the past and the present, and he once shocked an era." Duanmu said slowly, "Eight thousand years ago, the Yellow Ant, the ancestor of the supreme demon of my Kunlun lineage, flew up. Previously, I had passed down a fragment of a mysterious secret method, telling the younger generation that if a certain family were born, because of this mysterious name, they must pay close attention to it, and if necessary, they could take some extraordinary measures..."

"At the same time, the yellow ants also passed down a picture scroll, telling the Kunlun demons that if the person in the picture appeared in the world in a certain era, and he knew that kind of mysterious art, he would hand the picture scroll to him and pay more attention to it. Give a little help when necessary."

"My demon clan has always been ignorant of this matter. It was not until five thousand thousand years ago, when the Du family of the Dongtu royal family was born and killed Fairy Yuxin, I didn't know the origin of Chen Zhan and the ancestors of the yellow ants, and I also understood your identity, Chen. Nan, to be honest, even if you don't look for me, I will look for you in the near future."

He Xie believed this, because the demon clan didn't know that the most precious treasure in the world was hidden in an ordinary picture scroll.

Second, in the original plot, the demon clan abides by the agreement and returns to the original owner, and has always helped Chen Nan secretly, helping him a lot.

"It turns out that this really happened," He Xie nodded. "Senior, Kunlun's lineage keeps its promises, which is admirable."

Duanmu smiled lightly, turned his palms upside down, and suddenly a dilapidated picture scroll appeared in his hand. The picture scroll slowly floated to He Xie and was grabbed by him.

He Xie didn't even look at it, just put it away.

"Thank you, senior." He Xie cupped his hands.

Duanmu said: "Chennan, you can stay in my mysterious world for a while. When you figure out what you need, you can ask me at any time."

If the original body is Chen Nan, at this moment, there are many dangers, and if he faces such a powerful enemy as the Du family and the chaos gate, he will naturally not miss such an opportunity.

But He Xie really had nothing to seek for the Kunlun lineage.

He doesn't need to seek revenge from the Du family and the Chaotic War Sect. Of course, if they provoke the door, that's all.

"Senior Gao Yi, I am inexplicably grateful." He Xie said, "It's just that if you are still here, it is inconvenient to stay here for a long time."

"Alright." Duanmu said, "Chennan, the gate of Kunlun's lineage is always open to you."

After leaving the Kunlun Xuanjie, He Xie directly sacrificed the space gate and came to the former desert island, and at the same time released the Huangfu Sword from the Xumi ring.

"Brother He, are you ready?" Huangfujian asked impatiently.

He Xie nodded with a smile: "Brother Huangfu, you will be integrated into the seed of the world later, I wish you all the best to catalyze."

"Okay!" Huangfujian's eyes showed excitement. He knew very well that the development of the inner world would make his cultivation soar. This was a great opportunity.

Huangfu sword was integrated into the world seed, which was something He Xie and him had already discussed.

Although He Xie has decided to ignore Chen Nan's warning and open up the inner world, he does not intend to rely on external things, which is also his consistent principle.

Huangfu Sword was his appointed sword spirit, and it was the most suitable for He Xie to use this precious seed of perfect world as a magic weapon that would connect his life in the future.

After He Xie placed restrictions around him, he took out the yellowed scroll and slowly unfolded it.

On the scroll is a portrait of Chen Nan, drawn by Chen Nan's biological mother.

At the moment when the picture scroll was unfolded, the ancient scroll suddenly burst into golden light, shrouding He Xie and Huangfu Jian in it, and the space rippled and began to become illusory and blurred. The next moment, the two were involved in the world of the painting. .

This world is full of rays of light and dreamy, and a tall and sturdy figure stands quietly in front of him, with his hands behind his back, his eyes are deep.

A generation of arrogance, Chen Zhan!

This is just a phantom, or just a spiritual brand, but it brings He Xie a strong sense of oppression, as if this person is the world, the ruler of all things!

He Xie is still like this, Huangfu Sword is even more unbearable, the spirit body shakes, and there are signs of escape.

He Xie hurriedly played out the law to protect Huangfujian's whole body.

At this moment, Chen Zhan said slowly: "Nan'er, this is just an illusory spiritual imprint of mine. Only your spirit fluctuations can trigger this imprint in the picture scroll. You can come in and prove that you have been successfully resurrected. Now give you back what belongs to you."

As soon as the voice fell, a golden seed appeared out of thin air and slowly hovered in front of He Xie.

"This is your inner world, an extremely perfect world seed. You were depressed for four years. I didn't want it to wither in your body. It was pulled out by me and sealed in this picture scroll. In the future, your achievements will surpass mine, so you have to do sacrifices."

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"Nan'er, setbacks are not a bad thing. Bao Jianfeng has grown out of his temper. He must have a mentality of becoming more and more courageous... You are my son. I believe you can break through the last shackles."

After Chen Zhan said a long speech, he slowly disappeared. The next moment, the two of them escaped from this world. The scroll in He Xie's hand completed the final mission, turning into powder and falling with the wind.

"Brother Huangfu, integrate it into the dantian." He Xie gently instructed ~lightnovelpub.net~ Huangfujian did not dare to neglect, wrap it with internal force, and slowly incorporate this world seed into the body.

He Xie placed his palm on the back of his heart, quickly sensed where the seed was with the power of yin and yang, and slowly input energy to wrap the seed.

After about 50% of the cultivation base, He Xie stopped slightly tired.

"These energies are enough for seeds to be bred out." He Xie said to Huangfu Kendo, "Brother Huangfu, as long as you refine it, it will open up the world and evolve into the universe."

"Thank you, Brother He!" Huangfujian cupped his hands and said solemnly, "I'll go to the Sumerian Ring to refine this thing first. Brother He, if there is any danger, you can interrupt me at any time."

After all, Huangfu Sword turned into a stream of light and took the initiative to drill into the Xumi Ring.

He Xie was the only one left on the deserted island. He pondered for a moment, and then a cloud came and headed west.

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