Zhan hesitated and immediately picked it up, looked at it, and then squinted into the tomb: "Old guy, are you playing tricks on me? These two techniques are different."
Inside the tomb, Yi Shang's face twitched and he threw out another piece of jade.
The technique of this jade stone is the same as that of the second jade stone.
Zhan looked back and forth and approached the tomb: "Old guy, it's fake, it's fake. You want to fool me. The real inherited skills haven't been released yet, right? Otherwise, why don't you follow your example?
Will future generations meet?"
"It's not like people are not allowed to come out to meet in the Xuyuan."
Yi Shang was furious and wanted to slap Zhan to death. After thinking about it, he thought about safety. He took a deep breath, threw two more jade stones, and said: "I don't have much time left, there is no need to meet again.
Future generations should take care of themselves."
Ah Jiu listened to the vicissitudes of voice with complicated eyes: "Ancestor, is it really you?"
Yi Shang did not answer.
Zhan looked back and forth, picked up two pieces of jade, looked at it, and exclaimed: "What an amazing skill, old guy, you hid it so deeply."
Yi Shang was bleeding this time. Each of the skills he gave was more powerful than the last. Even he paid a price to acquire the last one. He planned to leave it to the descendants of the Yi family, but there was no other way. He could only send it away.
Zhan looks forward and backward.
This skill is very strong at first glance. It is quite good for a spiritual level to be able to produce such a skill. Zhan would not doubt that there are more powerful skills, otherwise Linzu would not be at the spiritual level.
Rather, they are old monsters who have survived hardships in the Lingshi Realm.
Throwing a piece of jade to Ah Jiu, Zhan walked away satisfied. This business was not a loss, not a loss.
Ah Jiu stood in front of the tomb blankly, with red eyes: "Ancestor, what is our family's surname?"
Yi Shang was speechless, is it over yet? He really wanted to tell them to get out, but he couldn't, so he could only ignore them, close his eyes, and practice.
Fa Ye and others looked at each other, stepped forward, and comforted Ah Jiu: "Lin Zu's death is approaching, and he doesn't want to have any more contact. Forget it, kid."
"Let's worship." Asan said.
Fa Ye was speechless: "Lin Zu is not dead yet."
"Promise in advance and keep it." Ah Wu said, his voice as calm as ever.
Several people glanced at him subconsciously. This guy really knows how to talk. How can he survive?
Chapter completed!