Zong Shen accidentally transmigrated.
He obtained a check-in system, diligently cultivated, and established a sect.
He conquered all around for the Sacred Land.
However, at the pe...
This realm is already the same as that of Chen Chen, the girl of destiny who stole her pure root bone that day.
"thump!"
Zong Tianyue walked up to Zong Shen and knelt down.
"Thank you, ancestor, for giving me a new life!"
"Yue'er, I cannot avenge you with my life!"
Zong Shen nodded in satisfaction.
Looked at her lovingly.
"Good boy, from now on you will be the target of those young geniuses' pursuit and challenge. Saints find endless joy in battling the heavens, the earth, and even people."
"This road is dangerous, even a saint may fall."
"However, since you have chosen to fight again without giving in, you must forge ahead without hesitation and not bring disgrace upon your title as the Holy Maiden of the Tianzong Holy Land."
Zong Tianyue looked determined and kowtowed again.
"Yue'er is willing to fight against all the geniuses in the world and will never let the ancestor and the Tianzong Holy Land be humiliated!"
"That's good. Yue'er, don't just stand there. Hurry and help your grandpa make chicken soup."
"It's almost midnight, and I haven't had lunch yet. I need to be quick."
Zong Shen yawned, sat back on the recliner, and let the grandfather and grandson get busy.
“Bang!”
With a snap of his fingers, a book called "Records of Strange Events in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods" immediately appeared, and he began to read it with great interest.
Zong Tianyue originally thought that the ancestor would at least praise him, but he didn't expect that he would actually ask him to make chicken soup.
I was a little confused at the moment and just stood there in a daze.
Subconsciously, he looked at his grandfather.
And then he became even more sluggish.
My own grandfather.
The current headmaster of the Tianzong Holy Land.
He has dominated the holy land for more than two thousand years and is known as the Apocalypse Master by the outside world.
At this moment, he was like a chef, squatting on the ground with his sleeves rolled up and holding a chicken leg.
He took off his Canglong Taoist robe and used it as an apron.
Her little head immediately started working again.
"Okay, Grandpa, Yue'er will definitely help Grandpa make the chicken soup incredibly delicious..."
Before he finished speaking.
She happily ran to her grandfather to help deal with it.