In the elegant courtyard, in addition to the purple bamboo forest of the past, there is also an ancient tree rising from the ground and the shade of green trees makes this courtyard look more quiet.

But at this moment, this tranquility was broken by the arrival of the three creatures.

They were clearly disciples of ancient gods, and they were from the New Diei period who joined the ancient gods' tribes. They were at the level of Taoism, but they were arrogant and surrounded a young man in white robe.

"Follow Xiao Ye?"

"He is him, I am me, the way we are going, different."

The young man in white robe resembles a human race, and his body appears purple. He is obviously the owner of the courtyard. He allows the three creatures to insult him, but his expression is calm and calm, as if he is transcendent.

"Made, a branch disciple, speaks really well!"

"It seems like I have to give him some color!"

The descendants of the three disciples became more and more angry, and their magical powers fluctuated one after another, so they were about to take action.

"Are you not afraid of being punished by the disciples of the Punishment Pavilion?"

At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Xiao Ye walked in, causing the three descendants to pause, and they all looked up.

"punish?"

"Haha, the one who is in charge of the Punishment Pavilion is Senior Brother Xuan Tao who came to the tribe world with us. We are just a small punishment for a branch disciple, so how can we be punished?"

The three descendants of the disciples looked at Xiao Ye and they all sneered.

"Seeing that you are quite good at seeing, you should be a disciple who has entered the clan world."

"A newcomer dares to meddle in other people's business. This is not a good habit!"

One of the descendants of the disciples was even more unkind.

"oh?"

"If you support me like this, then you should change someone else."

Xiao Ye shook his head helplessly when he heard this.

The struggle between the ancient god clan, branch disciples and descendants has not changed in the new Diescent.

"Substitution?"

As soon as this said, the three descendants of the disciples suddenly condensed their expressions.

In the eyes of these new disciples, the disciples of the four major pavilions of the master sect have supreme authority.

And the creature in front of him actually said that he wanted to replace the disciples of the Xingzhu Pavilion?

This tone is so big that it’s overwhelming!

"Who are you?"

In addition to being shocked, they also discovered that Xiao Ye was not simple.

Although Xiao Ye’s breath was restrained, just standing there brought them a great sense of depression.

"You know that this is my former residence. Now that I am standing in front of you, you can't recognize it. It's ridiculous."

Xiao Ye said quietly.

"You... are you Lord Xiao Ye?"

Suddenly, the three descendants' disciples trembled, a chilling chill swept across their bodies, and their stomachs were cramping.

Xiao Ye is so famous that he can be regarded as the most outstanding ancient god disciple in the ancient god clan since nearly a hundred times. His status has long exceeded the scope of ordinary ancient god disciples.

Many deeds, even new disciples like them, have heard of them.

Looking at the world of the ancient gods, I'm afraid no one dares to pretend to be Xiao Ye.

"Xiao... Lord Xiao Ye, we offended you immediately."

The next moment, the three descendants came to their senses and became stuttering when they spoke. Under Xiao Ye's gaze, they did not dare to stop and left quickly.

"Xiao Ye, my disciple Qi Ye, only entered the realm of the ancient gods a hundred years ago and was taken into the sect by the master."

"Thank you this time."

From beginning to end, the owner of the courtyard was very calm. After hearing the name Xiao Ye, his expression did not change much. At this moment, he clasped his fists to Xiao Ye and thanked him with a calm expression, without being humble or saying a word.

This calmness has nothing to do with strength, but is inherently born.

"A small matter, no thanks!"

Xiao Ye didn't care, and said with a smile.

But the next moment, his expression changed slightly.

This young man in white robe is only at the level of Taoist God, but his bloodline is somewhat unfathomable.

Xiao Ye released his divine level will, as if facing chaos, and it was difficult to measure the depth.

"How is this possible!"

Xiao Ye was shocked.

How powerful is he now? He can't even find out the bloodline level of a middle-level Taoist god?

If this is said, who can believe it?

Moreover, he found that the other party's bloodline aura actually had a sense of the same root as him.

It was like a tribe with the same bloodline that had been scattered for many years.

This is the feeling that other ancient god disciples have never brought him!

"You and I are the same first-generation ancient god!" Xiao Ye's heart trembled and he exclaimed in surprise.

"It's worthy of being Xiao Ye, he discovered it so quickly."

"Yes, my first ancient god is indeed Yi Jian." The young man in white robe Qi Ye showed a bright smile.

"This guy is not simple!"

Xiao Ye's expression became solemn.

His first ancient god fell, and his descendants suffered and disappeared in the long river of time.

After the other party fell, the innate divine body was refined by blood, and the charm was gone, and he gave birth to many descendants by himself, but this was the first time he had encountered this person who could inherit the blood of the ancient gods!

The most important thing is that this Qiye even knows the name of the first ancient god!

"Is this the arrangement of the first ancient god?" Xiao Ye thought a lot.

He knows very well.

Yi Jian did not really die, and he left many arrangements for his resurrection. Could it be that the young man in white robe in front of him was the last move left by the other party?

"Xiao Ye, if nothing happens, you can leave."

At this moment, the young man in white robe said calmly. After saying that, his figure flashed and returned to the house, clearly trying to see off the guests.

"This guy..."

Xiao Ye was helpless.

Although this Qiye is in the middle level of the Taoist God, the calmness and calmness are not pretended to be.

Regarding his first ancient god Yi Jian, Xiao Ye was unwilling to cause trouble. After pondering for a while, he turned around and left.

At that moment, he went to the top of the Purple Mountains and directly entered the Mingshu Pavilion.

By now, the disciples of the four major pavilions have been replaced.

But after Xiao Ye revealed his identity, he treated the disciples of the prefecture of the Shu Pavilion respectfully.

Xiao Ye directly expressed his purpose and wanted to obtain the origin of Qiye.

Unfortunately, the news about Qiye in the Mingshu Pavilion was not good at all. The only thing I knew was that the other party was a branch disciple and came to the realm of the ancient gods a hundred years ago.

"This seven night suddenly appeared in the realm of the ancient gods. I'm afraid there is a purpose. I need to pay more attention in the future."

Xiao Ye thought to himself, no longer think about it, and returned to the Miyang Palace to continue practicing.

Time passes, and another hundred years passes in a blink of an eye.

"Xiao Ye!"

On this day, a majestic voice suddenly came into the Miyang Palace and resounded in Xiao Ye's ears.

"Master?" Xiao Ye was immediately awakened and quickly got up.

This is the ancient god Che Yuanhou who is sending a message to him.
Chapter completed!