A white space, long, with mist floating in it, looks like a huge corridor.
On both sides of the corridor, there are grooves, and there are crystal coffins standing upright in the grooves, and there are people inside the crystal coffins!
They were all young people, both male and female, and they all seemed to be asleep.
"It's really here. Sure enough, the family left the seeds. It's really Zhen Shu, the grandson of the second uncle's family. This is Zhen Fang..."
Zhen Huan walked on the corridor, touching the crystal coffins with her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks.
When Ximen Hao looked at the crystal coffins in front of him, the first thing that came to his mind was the 'Nutrition Cellar'.
Because, the crystal coffin is engraved with dense spiritual formations.
There is a light green potion in it. I don’t know if it can assist in cultivation, but it can definitely prevent the regression of cultivation!
However, looking at these young people, it is estimated that their cultivation levels are not very high.
"Brother!"
Zhen Huan suddenly exclaimed and threw himself on a crystal coffin.
Ximen Hao hurried over and found a handsome man inside. Not to mention, he really looked like Zhen Huan.
"Are you kissing my eldest brother?"
"Yeah! Dear brother! We got separated back then, but I didn't expect him to be brought here."
Zhen Huan lay on the coffin and touched the coffin excitedly, but did not open it recklessly.
Ximen Hao did not disturb Zhen Huan, but walked inside by himself, counting as he walked.
Soon, the corridor reached the end, with a total of one hundred crystal coffins!
Each mouthful stands in the grooves on both sides. If the person inside looks carefully, he can see the slightly rising and falling chest.
However, there is a high platform at the very end. On the high platform lies a crystal coffin, inside which lies a beautiful woman soaked in potion.
Ximen Hao jumped up, lay on the coffin, and looked at the woman inside.
Not to mention, it is really beautiful, especially the light red six-sided mark between the eyebrows, which looks very much like a spiritual formation.
"Does this constitute an insult from afar?"
Ximen Hao lay on the crystal coffin and gently stroked the coffin lid.
"Oh my God! Young Patriarch! Ximen Hao! What are you doing? Come down quickly! Come down quickly!"
Zhen Huan arrived at the crystal coffin in a blink of an eye and pulled Ximen Hao down.
Then he bowed deeply to the crystal coffin:
"Junior Zhen Huan, I have met the young patriarch! Young patriarch, I have no intention of offending, but please don't be angry."
"Ahem, Huanhuan, can't she hear it?"
Ximen Hao didn't expect to blaspheme the young patriarch from the air, which made him a little embarrassed.
"You... ugh! I'm so angry with you! He is the young patriarch of our Zhen Mansion: Zhen Ling'er! In terms of seniority, he is my grandma!"
Zhen Huan was really speechless. If Ximen Hao hadn't been kind to her, or to the Zhen family, she would have taken action long ago.
"Damn! She turns out to be an old woman. What kind of cultivation level did she have? She was just before the fall of the Zhen Mansion."
Ximen Hao asked curiously.
Zhen Huan straightened her waist and said proudly:
"Before the destruction of the Zhen Mansion, the young patriarch's cultivation was that of a top-grade earth spirit! She was the most qualified genius among the younger generation of the Zhen Mansion! Even though I call her grandma, she is not very old, she is just senior!"
"A top-grade earth spirit! How awesome!"
Ximen Hao moved forward again. If he brought this girl to his side, not only would there be an Earth Spirit girl to play with, but there would also be hundreds of Zhen Mansion geniuses!
"Well, how do you wake them up? Open the coffin?"
Zhen Huan took a deep breath, then walked to the high platform, gently touched the crystal coffin and said:
"It can't be opened. We need to wake them up first, including the young patriarch."
As he said that, he opened his eyebrows again, I don't know how many times this happened.
A drop of blood was taken out and dropped on the coffin lid.
A magical scene appeared. After the essence and blood fell on the coffin lid, it fell down without any obstruction, and landed right on the mark between Zhen Ling'er's eyebrows.
"brush!"
The essence and blood disappeared instantly, and Zhen Ling'er's body suddenly flashed red.
Suddenly, Zhen Ling'er suddenly opened her eyes, and two balls of flame flashed across her eyes.
Zhen Huan quickly jumped off the high platform, stood respectfully below, and bowed.
Ximen Hao was not a member of the Zhen Mansion, so he folded his arms and watched.
"boom!"
The lid of the crystal coffin suddenly popped open, and a wave of scorching spiritual energy spurted out.
"Wow!"
Zhen Ling'er sat up from the crystal coffin, her eyes were a little straight, and she obviously didn't react.
"Junior Zhen Huan, I have met the young patriarch!"
Zhen Huan bowed excitedly, even more excited than meeting her elder brother.
"call……"
Zhen Ling'er took a deep breath, then turned her head to look at Zhen Huan somewhat numbly, her eyes quickly flashing with thought.
After a while, he lightly opened his lips:
"Zhen Huan? She seems to be a little girl from my eldest brother's lineage."
"Yes, Young Patriarch! The grandfather of the younger generation is your eldest brother Zhen Dong! In terms of seniority, you are the great-grandmother of the younger generation!"
Zhen Huan said respectfully.
Zhen Linger nodded, and then slowly walked out of the crystal coffin.
A flash of inspiration occurred in his body, and his wet clothes were dried.
"You only cultivated the Golden Spirit outside. It seems that I haven't been asleep for long. How many years have passed? Has the Zhen Mansion solved the crisis?"
Zhen Ling'er said as she walked down.
Instead of paying attention to Ximen Hao, he paid attention to Zhen Huan's cultivation.
After all, if Zhen Huan had been cultivating outside, it wouldn't take long to go from the Beginning Spirit to the Golden Spirit.
A trace of sadness flashed in Zhen Huan's eyes, and she said with a cry:
"Young... Young Patriarch, the Zhen Mansion... the Zhen Mansion has been destroyed by more than 8,000 people!"
"What?! Eight thousand years? How could it be so long? No! What did you say? The Zhen Mansion is gone?"
Zhen Ling'er's mind finally started to come alive, she grabbed Zhen Huan's shoulders and shouted emotionally.
"Yes, Young Patriarch, Charming Zhen Mansion, this junior... This junior was chased to an independent space, and has been sleeping. Eight thousand years have passed since he woke up! And his cultivation level has also dropped to the level of Chu Ling. In these years, his cultivation level has just been
After recovering, I came to the Zhen Mansion ruins to look for the clan members! Young patriarch, the Zhen Mansion... disappeared in Lingxu!"
Zhen Huan said, tears already covering her eyes.
There is loneliness, there is hatred, and there is hope.
"Eight thousand years...eight years...gone...Zhen Mansion is gone..."
Zhen Ling'er murmured softly, her whole body became lost, and scenes from that year flashed through her mind.
At that time, the Zhen Mansion suffered a devastating blow, and many powerful people in the Zhen Mansion fell.
Just in case, the family elders opened the shelter, and apart from the younger generation of disciples, she was the only elder who was sent in.
She was the leader of the Zhen family back then, and with an absolute advantage, she overwhelmed the other brothers and sisters and became the young patriarch!
As the young patriarch, of course you have to take responsibility.
If the Zhen Mansion is really destroyed, she has the responsibility to lead the Zhen Mansion people to carry forward the Zhen clan again!
It was just a precaution back then, but who knew that the Zhen Mansion was really destroyed, and eight thousand years had passed! (To be continued)