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

Eternal Domain, Eternal Lord City.

During this period of time, the Eternal City was extremely lively, because the potential ranking battle once every thousand years was about to start again.

Jiangzhou and Cangzhou, all cultivators who are somewhat confident in their own strength, all gathered here.

The population of the two major states is more than one trillion billion, and even if 10,000 people only have one monk, the number has reached an extremely terrifying level.

And the number of monks who are qualified to come to this eternal main city to compete has also reached tens of millions.

However, there are only 1,000 people on the Hidden Dragon List, and only 1,000 people are selected from the thousands of cultivators. One can imagine how fierce the competition is.

But the cultivators are still rushing, after all, once on the list, it not only represents fame, but also profit.

Fame and fortune, even a high-ranking cultivator, cannot be exempted from vulgarity.

As for Lin Yichen, it was only at this point in time that he traveled thousands of miles away.

For him, he is not interested in any list or name.

He came here, firstly, to retrieve the sword that he had inserted in Eternal City, and secondly, to slap the face of the Eternal Domain Domain Master.

Speaking of that sword, Lin Yichen felt a sense of shame when he thought about it now.

Back then, he had just gone out for an adventure not long ago, at the age of a passionate middle schooler. After being told by the Eternal Domain Domain Master in public that he couldn't do it, he was naturally furious and could not swallow this sigh of relief.

So before he left, he inserted his own sword into the stone tablet on the square of the Eternal City.

And leave a message, thirty years Hedong, thirty years Hexi, don't bully young poor!

No, it's too embarrassing!

Lin Yichen can't help covering his face just thinking about it now, how did he shout out in public at that time.

f*ck, proper black history.

"Finally returned to the Eternal Lord City, Master, the Eternal Domain Domain Lord looked down on you back then and raised his descendants by suppressing you. Now, we are back!"

Beside, the big black dog bared his teeth and grinned.

Back then, back then, the Hidden Dragon List was not yet established, there was only a list of heroes, and only some young heroes were selected.

Lin Yichen happened to come to the Eternal City at that time, when he was in high spirits, he naturally joined in excitedly.

All the way through, and finally succeeded in winning the first place.

The favorite player to win the championship at that time was the descendant of the master of the Eternal Domain, but Lin Yichen counterattacked.

Although the Lord of Eternal Domain has never expressed anything, he obviously does not want a stranger to win the championship and take away his treasure.

So they suppressed Lin Yichen in public and kicked him off the list because of his lack of talent.

"So many years have passed, and the list of outstanding talents of the year has become a potential list with a larger size, and it has also received the support of the Taixu Palace. The Lord of the Eternal Domain seems to be in a good mood. It's time to hit him hard in the face."

The big black dog felt very angry when he recalled what happened in those days.

At that time, the strength was not enough, so I could only swallow my anger.

Yang Jian on the side was a little surprised. With the master's aptitude against the sky, there are still people who say that his talent is not good. Is this blind?

Eyes can be donated to those in need.

Lin Yichen didn't answer, he looked inside the Eternal Lord City, there was an endless stream of monks coming and going, almost none of them were weak.

He sighed in his heart, if it was him who came here back then, if he wanted to counterattack again, it would be almost impossible.

After all, the list of heroes of the year was actually just a ranking within the Eternal Domain.

But today's potential list is a competition among thousands of cultivators from two Daozhou states, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the gap is huge.

"Let's go, go and see if the sword is still there."

Lin Yichen spoke softly, and immediately walked towards the square of the Eternal City.

For him, the first thing to do when entering the city is to look at the sword, no, in his eyes, it is not a sword, but his own dark history.

must be removed!

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At this time, in the square of Eternal Domain.

A huge stone stele stands here, with three big characters engraved on it, the eternal stele.

On the monument, there are traces of various swords, swords, and axes, and the years are mottled, and it has obviously experienced a long time.

This Eternal Monument was used by the monks to test their troops.

And directly above this stone tablet, there is a long sword inserted obliquely.

The exposed blade of this sword is black and white, with dense runes engraved on it, and the word 'Tai Chi' is engraved on the hilt.

At first glance, although it looks ordinary, it contains a kind of lofty and distant artistic conception.

At this moment, many cultivators were standing under this stele, looking at the long sword on this stele.

A young man with a feather fan in his hand praised: "What a divine sword, although it is only a divine weapon judging from the sword pressure it emits, but the inner artistic conception is far more than that, obviously it has not been completely unsealed."

"It is said that this was left by a young man back then, and he said, 'Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young poor'."

"I know that, and I have heard it recently. It seems that the young man was still the leader of the list of outstanding heroes. Because the Lord of the Eternal Realm publicly said that it is impossible to enter the realm of saints in this life, so he left this sword and left in anger."

There are many monks around, all of them from other places.

At this time, a strong man with all the muscles and knots came to the square, heard everyone's words, and sneered.

"Don't bully the poor, I've heard of the list of top performers, but it's just for fun. I can't even make it on the list like a spicy chicken."

When everyone heard the sound, they could not help but let out a low cry.

"That is, Luo Dingkun, a small fist god from Huaqing Region of Jiangzhou!"

"It's him! I heard that he has cultivated the supreme skill "Seven-level Buddha Body".

The seven-level Buddha body is a supreme body refining method, which is divided into seven levels, namely red, orange, green, blue, blue, purple, and black.

It is said that this is an extremely difficult body training method, which requires a very high body training talent to practice.

The people around had obviously heard of the strong man's reputation, and they all retreated to make way for him.

"What kind of spicy chicken long sword, it's shameful to insert it here."

Luo Dingkun sneered, took a step forward, came to the stone tablet, grabbed the hilt with his big hand, and was about to pull it out.

But in the next second, his expression lightened, "It's kind of interesting."

"drink!"

He couldn't help but let out a low drink and began to increase his strength.

But one breath has passed, two breaths have passed, ten breaths have passed, and a moment has passed......

All the cultivators present looked at each other in dismay, because Luo Dingkun, the little fist god who was known to be unrivaled in the world, was sweating on his face at this time.

And the long sword remained motionless.

ps: I've been thinking about the plot recently, and the author is handicapped, so the writing is extremely slow, I'm very sorry, I love you, ah ah.