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.
Chapter completed!