Chen Ji suddenly woke up and shouted loudly, "Ancestor of the generation, Emperor Xuan Tian!
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Chen Xuan frowned and tilted his head, his expression a little impatient. Why is this descendant so noisy?
When he found this guy, he was crawling on the ground crying and urinating. When Chen Xuan saw this scene, he rarely doubted himself.
How could such a cowardly person be his descendant?
After standing in the sky and watching for a while, he saw this coward take out a small sign from his arms.
The shape was exactly the same as his Xuan Emperor Token, but Chen Xuan was still not sure of this person's identity because he sensed that the small sign Chen Ji took out did not have the powerful spiritual power attached to him at all!
Until Chen Ji shouted out in the next second, "Ancestor, save me!"
"When he said this, Chen Xuan put aside his doubts first. Regardless of whether it was true or false, he wanted to save it first and then talk about it.
As soon as Chen Xuan stretched out his hand, the token in Chen Ji's hand levitated and flew to his hand.
The moment he got it, Chen Xuan felt that all the spiritual energy on it had been absorbed away, and he immediately understood what was going on.
No wonder he sensed that there were no tokens in the city, and no wonder he felt familiar with the aura released by Huang San.
It turned out that it was Huang San who snatched away the token and sucked up all the spiritual power on it!
Chen Xuan, who had figured everything out, felt furious in his heart.
His descendants of Emperor Xuan Tian were actually bullied like this?!
Or a small half-step to becoming a god?
Just as he was about to get angry, a familiar voice came to mind again.
【Ding!
The task of finding the true descendants has been completed, and the host will be rewarded with a cup of agar in the world.
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Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes. What kind of rubbish reward is this? Although this heaven and earth agar is something that Chen Xuan also thinks is relatively rare, he also has a few barrels. Isn't this just a rubbish thing given to him?
I secretly cursed the system for becoming more and more deceptive, but the voice started talking to itself again.
[Current mission: Cultivate Chen Ji, help him take revenge on his own, and revive the Tianhuang Sect.
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Chen Xuan's temper completely disappeared. He glared at Chen Ji, who had been kneeling on the ground crying and howling since he knew his identity. He asked his descendants to find him in person first. How could he take revenge on him if he could just lay his hands on it?
I have to let this coward go on his own.
Seeing the ghostly appearance of his descendant, Chen Xuan felt agitated.
He landed on the ground and sighed helplessly as he looked at Chen Ji, who was crying and explaining his miserable life with the Tianhuang Sect.
It's no wonder that Chen Ji is like this. His spiritual consciousness has been taken away from him since he was a child, and his life is worse than death. His psychological quality is already very strong without committing suicide.
After lightly kicking him, Chen Xuan asked, "What's your name?"
Chen Ji shook his body for a moment, then knelt down and saluted, and replied: "My descendant, Chen Ji, pays homage to our ancestor."
Although the person in front of me looks to be about the same age as me, he can make Naihe City light up at night, break the corpse into thousands of pieces with a move that makes people fear, and just by calling out his ancestor, this person appears in the sky.
Having saved him in front of him, Chen Ji was already sure that this person was his ancestor Xuan Tiandi.
"Chen Ji?" Chen Xuan read the name again and said, "It does have the same surname as mine."
With a wave of his slender white hand, Chen Ji was dragged up by a gentle force, and then a burst of white breath enveloped him.
When the white air dissipated, Chen Ji was still dressed in luxurious clothes inside and out.
Looking at the brand-new Chen Ji, Chen Xuan sighed: "It's true that people rely on clothes, as if they rely on gold."
The gray coarse cloth stained with mud was removed, and he was wearing a feather-blue shorts made of jade silk. Chen Ji felt much more energetic.
He was not an ugly guy at first, but he suddenly transformed into a handsome young man.
Chen Ji looked down at his appearance and turned around twice in surprise.
After being moved for a while, he shed tears again, bowed his head and was about to kneel down again.
Chen Xuan hooked his fingers, and a trace of spiritual energy blocked Chen Ji's knees.
"Everyone says that there is gold at the knees of a man, and it is even more precious for my descendants to kneel down and worship me."
Chen Xuan looked at Chen Ji, who was listening to him carefully, and the anger in his heart gradually faded away, "Although I should kneel down and worship me, I still don't want my descendants to kneel down every time."
Chen Xuan's body slowly rose, suspended in the air, and said condescendingly: "Do you understand what I mean?"