Cheng Xiaoxiao: It seems I should just call them ancestors honestly!
He looked at Cheng Xiaoxiao and said, "That's right. From now on, our ancestors will protect you."
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded, but she felt bitter inside.
How should I put it? She had just gotten used to being alone, and then an ancestor suddenly appeared, leaving her a little confused.
At this time, Cheng Mianmian suddenly spoke: "Master, according to the information, that person had a premonition that Blue Star would enter the Dharma Ending Age, and that foreign races were eyeing it covetously, so he sealed your ancestor, Ji Tingyou, in Kunlun. He was sealed when he was four years old, and it has been six thousand years now.
All the inheritance of the Dragon Clan is also in Ji Tingyou's inherited memory. Even Fuxian Island is a precious place for cultivation left to China by "that person."
Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt sorry for Ji Tingyou. He had been sealed for six thousand years. When he woke up from the seal, the world was vast and there were no relatives or familiar people around him. Even his hometown had become unfamiliar.
Cheng Xiaoxiao felt that he, like herself, was walking alone in this world.
During the years of being sealed, he felt only boundless loneliness, and it was unknown whether he had any regrets in these six thousand years.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was silent. She suddenly felt that her "little ancestor" was actually very worthy of respect.
Cheng Xiaoxiao bowed respectfully to Ji Tingyou and said, "Ancestor, come home with us!"
Ji Tingyou was stunned, his eyes drooped, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Home? Do you still have a home?
Ji Tingyou didn't say anything. He sat cross-legged on the edge of the stone platform, wondering what he was thinking about.
No one disturbed him, but just waited silently. Ji Tingyou sat like that for the whole night.
As the sun rose, Ji Tingyou stood up and straightened his robe.
He said, "Let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped off the stone platform.
Lan Wangyou found that he couldn't even see his current state of mind.
Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group hurriedly followed in his footsteps.
They came to the stone tablet again. Ji Tingyou touched the stone tablet with nostalgia in his eyes.
Father, I will protect my homeland.
Cheng Xiaoxiao and her group took the passage back to Kunlun.
Ji Tingyou put away Fuxian Island and the group headed towards the base.
It was already afternoon when they returned to the base.
After dinner, Cheng Xiaoxiao wrote down the story about Fuxian Island on a piece of paper and passed it to the Great Elder.
The Great Elder was very excited after reading this. Now let’s see who would dare to target China, unless he doesn’t want to live anymore.
The main hall of Xiaoyao Sect.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at her "freshly baked" ancestor and asked, "Ancestor, what is your current level of cultivation?"
Under the gaze of everyone, Ji Tingyou said seriously: "Immortal Realm."
Yuan Mo and Lan Wangyou were surprised to find that they were in the legendary fairyland?
Cheng Xiaoxiao was shocked. Immortal Realm? Wasn't that the realm that Senior Brother had mentioned, a realm that only existed in legends?
Cheng Xiaoxiao: Ancestor, you are awesome!
Ji Tingyou frowned and looked at her and said, "Why is your cultivation so low, girl? Is it because you haven't had the guidance of an elder, and you've neglected your cultivation?"
His childish face was filled with seriousness. "It seems that it is time for the ancestor to shoulder this responsibility. From now on, I will always urge you to practice."
Lan Wangyou smiled with glee, his junior sister's good days were over.
Ji Tingyou pointed his finger at Cheng Xiaoxiao's brow, and suddenly a profound text appeared in Cheng Xiaoxiao's mind.
Ji Tingyou retracted his hand and said, "This is the cultivation method of the Dragon Clan's direct descendants. From today on, you will go to the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk Pool to practice. With this method, your practice will be twice as effective with half the effort."
Cheng Xiaoxiao stood up from her chair and thanked Ji Tingyou.
"Junior, thank you, ancestors."
Ji Tingyou nodded and left the hall, and Cheng Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed.
Yuan Mo and Lan Wangyou couldn't help but feel curious and followed him out together.
Ji Tingyou flew high into the sky. With a thought, Fuxian Island appeared next to the base, side by side with the base.
Then he activated his spiritual power, and countless vines stretched out from Fuxian Island, rushing towards the base.
The vines intertwine and form a bridge connecting the two islands.
Ji Tingyou landed in front of the hall and said to Cheng Xiaoxiao.
"Floating Immortal Island is the place of cultivation my grandfather left for future generations. I will connect it to this island. As for who is allowed in, it is up to you to decide.
The vines connecting the islands are a type of magical grass beast. They are intelligent, so be sure not to harm them."
After he finished speaking, Ji Tingyou glanced at Cheng Xiaoxiao, and before she could react, he teleported her to Fuxian Island.
Cheng Xiaoxiao felt a flash before her eyes, and suddenly she was face to face with the stone tablet engraved with Fuxian Island.
Ji Tingyou's pretentiously mature voice came from the sky.
"You little girl, practice hard and don't come out until you reach the Nascent Soul stage."
Cheng Xiaoxiao: "..."
Suddenly, two books of martial arts techniques fell from the sky.
Ji Tingyou's voice came again, "You have learned these two skills. Once you have learned them, Fuxian Island will release you."
Cheng Xiaoxiao silently picked up the skills and walked towards the spiritual milk pool.
The curve of Lan Wangyou's mouth became wider. His junior sister now looked very much like when he was forced to practice by his master.
Cheng Xiaoxiao walked to the spiritual milk pool and sat cross-legged in it. She circulated her spiritual power while silently reciting the mental method in her heart.
At first she read haltingly, but later she read more fluently.
The spiritual power around Cheng Xiaoxiao also gathered together, forming a vortex around her.
Cheng Xiaoxiao, in the center of the vortex, tensed up, trying to endure the pain. Her forehead was covered in sweat. Spiritual energy particles rushed madly through her body, impacting her meridians and widening them, causing her to absorb more and more spiritual energy...
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A month later.
"Boom!" Thunders from the sky hovered over Fuxian Island, and a vortex of thunderclouds emerged.
The moment the thunder exploded, Ji Tingyou, Yuan Mo, and Lan Wangyou instantly raised their heads, turned into a stream of light, and appeared above the base.
Ji Tingyou's expression was tense. "She's about to go through a heavenly tribulation. I don't know if she can make it through it."
He thought of the countless talented people who died in ancient times due to natural disasters, and he felt a little worried.
Yuan Mo wasn't worried at all. His face suddenly darkened. It was this same calamity that struck his house last time...
Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual milk pool, had a look of forbearance on her face and clenched her teeth tightly. The spiritual energy above the spiritual milk pool was surging more and more violently, and the majestic spiritual energy instantly entered Cheng Xiaoxiao's meridians.
"Ah!" A sound was heard, and Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cry out in pain.
These spiritual powers rushed along the meridians throughout the body. As more and more spiritual power poured in, the pain of cramps and bones became more intense.
Big drops of sweat on her head dripped into the pool of spiritual milk and evaporated in an instant.
Cheng Xiaoxiao looked inward at her Dantian, where she also saw a vortex...
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