In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

in a quiet valley.

A stone table stands in it, and on the stone table, tea is being boiled at this time, and the fragrance is curling and refreshing.

A young man in white is sitting here, next to a pretty girl standing.

It is Lin Yichen and the female ghost Wang Mengyao.

This stone table and tea were naturally made by Lin Yichen. For him, even if he went out, the exquisite life could not be changed.

Even if we are a salted fish, it is also a delicate salted fish.

At this moment, Lin Yichen was looking at Wang Mengyao and said, "Are you sure you don't want to be resurrected, so you just exist in this soul state?"

Wang Mengyao nodded lightly, "I have been dead for decades, and I have long forgotten the state of being a human race. I have become accustomed to the ghost state."

If Wang Mengyao died for a few years, perhaps she would still want to be resurrected.

But she has been dead for decades. In theory, she already belongs to the ghost race, not the human race.

Perhaps this is the reason why her soul is so pure and broken, it has something to do with her state of inaction, everything goes with the flow and doesn't want to force it.

"Okay, since it is your own choice, my ancestor will not force you to resurrect, but since you want to become a ghost, you must also become the strongest ghost, so that you won't lose my ancestor. Face, I don't want you to be taken away by some ghost king and ghost general."

Lin Yichen said, "My descendants, I was a hero in life, and a ghost in death!"

He was a hero in his lifetime, and he was a hero in death!

When Wang Mengyao heard this, she felt extremely agitated in her heart, and she nodded heavily, "I will live up to the expectations of my ancestors!"

"Determination is good, but determination alone is not enough. Ancestor, I will give you a gift, take it."

Between words.

I saw a faint light suddenly flew out from Lin Yichen's cuff and rushed directly into Wang Mengyao's eyebrows.

boom!

For a moment, Wang Mengyao felt as if she had entered a completely strange world.

There is yin everywhere, and a black sun hangs in the nine heavens.

Just when she was wondering.

Suddenly, countless ghost soldiers emerged on the horizon, mighty and mighty, like a black torrent.

Among them, there are countless ghost kings and ghost generals.

In front, there are ten figures wearing black dragon robes, each imposing like a surging flood, with supreme majesty.

On top of the ten figures, there are five stalwart beings standing in the void, and the momentum and coercion on them are even greater, as blazing as the stars in the nine heavens.

At this time, I saw these ghost soldiers, ghost kings, ghost generals, and even the ten figures in black dragon robes and the existence of five stalwarts, all kneeling down.

He shouted towards Jiutian: "Congratulations to Emperor Fengdu!"

This was an extremely spectacular scene, which brought Wang Mengyao a great impact.

The next moment, I saw a tall figure slowly walk out of the black sun.

He was dressed in a black imperial robe and wore a flat crown, but his face could not be seen clearly.

Fengdu the Great!

Wang Mengyao couldn't help but look up, but as soon as she looked up, she saw that the other party was also looking at her.

Boom--!!

In the next breath, Wang Mengyao felt her mind explode, and countless information appeared in her mind.

The opening chapter is six big characters--Inheritance of the Great Emperor Fengdu!

"The Great Emperor Fengdu, the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds, in charge of the Underworld, the Ghost Emperor of the Five Sides, the Ten Temples of Yama, the Eighteen Layers of Hell, the Ghosts of the Endless Yin Soldiers..."

Wang Mengyao was shocked when she saw this sentence.

Although she didn't know about the underworld, the ghost emperor of the five directions, the Yama of the Ten Temples, etc., she still knew about the ghost of the yin soldier.

As far as she knows, even the most powerful ghost clan in the Primordial Domain, the ghosts of the ghost soldiers under their command, are only one million.

And this Fengdu Great Emperor can control the ghosts of endless ghost soldiers... that's f*ck outrageous!

............

outside world.

After a long time.

Wang Mengyao slowly opened her eyes, and there was still shock inside.

She had just watched this "Inheritance of the Great Emperor Fengdu", it was all-encompassing.

There are not only the methods of cultivation, but also various ghosts and mysteries, each of which is something Wang Mengyao has never heard of before, which simply refreshes her world view.

"How do you feel? This gift I gave you." Lin Yichen's voice came.

"Strong! Too strong!"

Wang Mengyao sighed frantically, "Where did you get this ancestor of the Great Emperor Fengdu, and why is it such a powerful existence, I have never heard of it?"

"Of course you don't know, it's not in this world at all."

Lin Yichen smiled inwardly, but he said, "This matter involves a secret, and you will know it when you grow up."

"Mengyao understands."

Wang Mengyao did not suspect him, she recalled the scene she had seen before, her face full of yearning, "In the future, can I be like this Fengdu Emperor, ordering endless Yin soldiers?"

"With my ancestor here, you will only be stronger than him in the future."

Lin Yichen's words came, and there was a strong confidence in the calm.

Wang Mengyao's body trembled, only to feel that this old ancestor was completely mysterious, and his strength was incredible.

Even just standing there everyday gives a sense of unfathomable vastness.

"Okay, next, you should practice hard. When you become a ghost king, I will give you another gift from the ancestors."

Lin Yichen said again at this time.

"Meng Yao, you must work hard."

Wang Mengyao nodded seriously.

The spiritual realm of the ghost tribe is different from that of the orthodox ones.

Among them, the ghost king realm is equivalent to the sky realm in the cultivation realm of the human race.

Immediately, Wang Mengyao found a cold place and began to formally understand the inheritance of Emperor Fengdu.

Lin Yichen glanced at it and retracted his gaze. He pondered in his heart, "I have spent tens of thousands of years in this world. Although I have seen quite a few ghost clans, it seems that I have never heard of the Nine Serenity Underworld."

"Perhaps, I can try to establish a nine secluded underworld in this world through Yao girl to govern these ghost clans..."

Ghosts, in this world, have always been a neglected force.

No one cares, because the ghosts are mostly scattered, and there are no powerful ghosts.

But Lin Yichen knows that when the number reaches a certain level, even the weakest power will burst out with terrifying power.

Moreover, Lin Yichen has an artifact in his hand.

He believes that as long as this thing is used, there will be a large number of strong people in the future among the ghosts!

Thinking of this, Lin Yichen looked into his treasure house.

I saw that among the many treasures in the dazzling array, there is one that stands out.

It was a jade book, densely packed and engraved with countless runes, each rune exuding a kind of prehistoric and mysterious atmosphere.

There are endless opportunities for life and the energy of death lingering, mystical and mysterious.

On the front of the book, three large characters are unusually striking.

The Book of Life and Death!