Fantasy: Tampering with the script, the supporting role becomes destiny!

Su Han smiled and responded, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness."

"But I'm not interested"

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first"

After saying that, Su Han walked away.

Hearing this, the old man had an unbelievable expression on his face. You must know that in Nanling Domain, there are countless geniuses who dream of becoming his disciples.

Not only Tianjiao, but even those masters kneeling in front of him begging for advice, he would not even take a look.

But now he was rejected? ?

Immediately, the old man still did not give up, walked up to Su Han and said:

"Boy, do you know who this old man is?"

"Become the old man's disciple, yes"

Not finished yet.

Su Han turned into a streamer and rushed towards the Eastern Wasteland.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior, there will be a time later!"

When the old man came to his senses, Su Han had already disappeared into the sky.

"This brat!!"

"I don't know what's wrong!"

The old man blew his beard and stared angrily.

"No, this kid, don't give it up to outsiders"

"I must take him as an apprentice"

The old man has been looking for someone who can inherit his mantle for thousands of years, but he has never been able to find a satisfactory one.

But now, Su Han's appearance gave him hope.

He killed Shi Shenggui with a single sword, broke into the depths of Gusen alone, and survived by luck.

This level of courage and strength has instantly killed all the arrogance in the entire Nanling domain.

"Is the pride of the Eastern Desolation Territory?"

"You can't escape the palm of this old man, sooner or later I will accept you as a disciple!"

Looking at the direction where Su Han was going, the old man had his hands behind his back, and he had already decided in his heart that Su Han was the candidate.

But the matter of accepting apprentices cannot be forced, so the old man is not in a hurry.

that's it.

Su Han traveled all the way across the Nanling Region, and the Southern Snow Region rushed all the way to the East Desolate Region.

at the same time.

Zhonghuang domain.

A fairy mountain rises from the ground, surrounded by countless small fairy mountains.

Immortal mansion palaces stand row upon row on the fairy mountain, rainbow bridges rise in all directions, and fairy charm lingers. From time to time, you can see the majestic Tianjiao disciples stepping on flying swords to enter and leave the fairy mountain.

The cranes fly very low, not daring to go higher than the tallest fairy mountain, so they can only hover around the mountain stream,

From a distance, it looks like a holy country, and people can't help but worship it.

On the highest fairy mountain, there stands a pagoda.

The body of the tower is in the color of bronze, eighteen stories high, and two gilt characters are engraved on the tower board - "Tianji"

the highest point of the tower.

It is a small world of gray and chaotic.

An old man with white beard in gray clothes sat cross-legged on the ground.

On the old man's body, he couldn't feel a trace of breath, not even a trace of vitality, just like a dead bone.

In front of the old man, there is an ancient mirror, and there is chaos in the mirror.

next second.

There was a ripple in the space behind the old man, and a space crack was opened.

A fairy figure in a brocade robe stepped out slowly.

With the appearance of this blond woman, the originally gloomy space became more stunning.

"Grandpa Lee"

The ethereal voice of the woman broke the tranquility of the space.

The words fall.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, only to realize that it was not a dead bone.

"Chiba"

"Has something happened in the clan?"

The old man asked, this space is the ancestral land of the Yun family.

Unless there is a major event in the Yun family, no one can enter or leave the ancestral land at will.

Yun Qianying slowly walked behind the old man: "Grandpa Li"

"I want you to count one thing"

The words fall.

The old man just sighed, if it was anyone else, he would have been sent away long ago.

But Yun Qianying is different, she is the most talented person in the ancient Yun family for thousands of years, she is also the future hope of the ancient Yun family, and one of his favorite juniors.

"Say it"

The old man didn't get up, his voice was very hoarse.

soon.

Yun Qianying told the old man what he saw in Guangling Holy City.

heard.

The old man's expression instantly became serious.

"Withered willow branches bred in the thunder of the gods?"

The old man muttered to himself.

"You mean, the little spirit beast that stole the willow branch didn't even catch up to Li Li?"

The old man asked again.

"Um"

"Grandma Li chased after her immediately, but she still couldn't catch up"

Yun Qianying replied.

"It's normal not to catch up"

"Because it is rare in the world, the most treasured sacred beast in ancient times—the Purple Gold Dragon Veined Beast"

Based on Yun Qianying's description of the little spirit beast's appearance and its astonishing speed, the old man had already guessed the identity of the little spirit beast.

"Purple Gold Dragon Veined Beast?"

Yun Qianying asked suspiciously.

"Purple-gold dragon-veined beast, I also saw it in an ancient book, it looks like a small dragon, with purple-gold scales all over its body"

"It can search for treasures and treasures in the world, and has the speed that surpasses the world. It was hailed by the ancient powers as the "Holy Beast of Treasure Gathering""

"It's no exaggeration to say that if my Yun family owns a purple-gold dragon-veined beast, it's only a matter of time before it reaches the top of Kyushu."

Talking about Zijin Dragonvein Beast, the old man suddenly started talking endlessly.

"It should be a young purple gold dragon vein beast, but the speed has reached that level, it should be a purple gold dragon vein beast with extremely high bloodline."

"You said, that dragon-veined beast was lost in the Eastern Wasteland?"

The old man's attention was completely focused on the Zijin Dragon Veined Beast.

"Um"

"Grandma Li said that the last time she found that little guy's aura was in the Eastern Barren State"

Yun Qianying replied.

"East Barren State"

"No wonder"

"Even though the Eastern Barren State is at the bottom of Kyushu now, 10 years ago, the Eastern Barren State was the top of the Kyushu, and it was ranked first in the entire Canglan Continent."

"At that time, in the Eastern Barren State, martial arts were brilliant, and countless great powers in the era of suppression all came from the Eastern Barren State,"

The old man suddenly recalled something and sighed faintly.

"It wouldn't be surprising if the Zijin Dragon Veined Beast was born from the Eastern Barren State"

"But the Purple Gold Dragon Veined Beast is born to evade luck, even I can't count its traces"

The old man sighed.

"Grandpa Lee"

"I came to you, not to make you a purple-gold dragon-veined beast"

"It's the withered willow branch bred from the thunder of the gods"

Yun Qianying bowed slightly and said.

heard.

"All right"

As he spoke, the old man looked at the ancient mirror in front of him.

A big wave.

The chaos in the ancient mirror began to change.

"Scorched Willow Branches"

The old man murmured, a supreme aura passed from the old man to the ancient mirror in front of him.

With the explosion of the old man's breath, the space in this area was shaking.

Suddenly.

The picture in the ancient mirror began to change

The picture seems to pass through a layer of fog, and in the endless darkness, a towering willow tree is seen.

The two held their breath and stared at the picture in the ancient mirror.

Countless powerful monsters were reduced to ashes under the branches of the willow tree.

immediately.

The ancient mirror began to crumble.

"not good!"

Seeing this, the old man's pupils trembled violently, and his whole body shook, as if he had seen some kind of great horror, and was about to stop the deduction.

But next second.

In the ancient mirror, a man's back appeared.

That figure stood in front of the willow tree, facing forward, with its back to the common people.

On the man's shoulders, there seemed to be a little fox squatting.