Looking at it, it seems that each of the twenty-four dragon scales has dragon patterns that are tumbling and changing from time to time, with a mysterious and violent meaning.

"It's a pity that there are only twenty-four. Senior Jin Ling should have had thousands of dragons even if he didn't have ten thousand dragons back then, right?"

Die Qianshang smiled warmly: "Senior Jin Ling is a great master in the divine realm after all, not to mention how long Mr. Qin has only been practicing?"

Qin Yichen smiled, stretched, and looked at the fruit basket held by Die Qianshang's arms: "Thank you for your hard work again."

These days, Die Qianshang has come to visit him countless times. Qin Yichen knows that this must be the instruction of Die Wantian and even Tianming Patriarch to get closer to him.

These days of getting along can be described as pleasant, and Qin Yichen and Die Qianshang have become more familiar with each other, but Qin Yichen has always maintained restraint, without any affection between men and women.

It's not that he is too noble, or that Die Qianshang is not attractive enough, it's just that Qin Yichen's heart belongs to someone else.

"Sister Qianshang is here again?

Oh wow, it's so delicious..." Lu Xiaolu ran over, or to be precise, she came smelling the scent of the fairy fruit, and bit into the fresh fruit, her face filled with happiness.

Qin Yichen saw this and couldn't help but laugh: "Xiao Lu'er gets the advantage every time."

Die Qianshang, on the other hand, had her jade knees slightly bent and her beautiful eyes slightly curved like the moon. Lu Xiaolu was greedily eating and said vaguely: "Brother Yichen, at this wedding, I want to be the bridesmaid for Sister Qian Chang."

Die Qianshang's smile became even warmer: "Then it's Lao Xiaolu'er."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ziyun running over: "And I, boss, I want to be the best man!"

"What the hell..." Qin Yichen twitched the corner of his mouth and suddenly said with a bad smile: "By the way, let's go meet the fourth elder's daughter?"

When Ziyun heard this, his expression suddenly changed. The Mingguang Die Clan was very kind to them, so enthusiastic that he had been hiding in seclusion these days! While he was laughing, he saw Die Qianshang suddenly said: "Master Qin, can you sense

Come out, ancestor... how much life does he still have?"

Qin Yichen was startled. Faced with the extremely serious and even pleading eyes, his mood was touched. Naturally, he could not see it based on his perception.

However, when Die Qianshang asked this, it seemed that the Mingguang Die Clan didn't know Die Tianming's longevity! In other words, Senior Tianming didn't tell him. Although Honglian could tell, Qin Yichen had to think about whether he should talk too much.

However, while he was hesitating, he saw Die Qianshang suddenly grabbing his arm and begging: "Master Qin, can you tell me the truth?

Even if you can't, Senior Honglian has great supernatural powers and will definitely know."

Being shaken for a while, Qin Yichen couldn't calm down and shook the red lotus out.

The red lotus floated in the air, looking at Die Qianshang, who could only be considered a young girl among the Mingguang Die Clan at that age, with a trace of regret on her beautiful face, as if she couldn't bear it.

However, when she thought of Die Tianming's deathly aura, Hong Lian bit her lip and said carelessly: "Anyway, senior I am used to being a bad guy. It doesn't matter one more time. To tell you the truth, your ancestors

The longevity..." "Red Lotus!"

"Boy, how long do you want to keep lying!?"

Honglian suddenly said firmly: "A thousand years! A thousand years at most!"

As soon as these words came out, Die Qianshang was stunned, and her beautiful eyes suddenly turned red. Even Ziyun and Lu Xiaolu looked stunned, their eyes wandering between Honglian and the former.

Looking at the tears falling on his clothes, Qin Yichen's lips were filled with bitterness. Finally, he let Die Qianshang rest his head on his shoulders: "Qianshang, you... you still have Qian Qian, you and Qian Lian, your father, and your people.

, he will definitely become a god."

However, Die Qianshang's delicate body trembled: "No, it's not... I'm crying because I'm not sensible. Why do I have to wait until I know my ancestor's longevity to feel sad?"

Qin Yichen sighed and gently stroked Die Qianshang's black hair. There was nothing he could do about this matter.

Ziyun couldn't help but lower his head. None of them thought that Die Qianshang was lazy. She was bullied everywhere outside. When she went out to travel and gain experience, she was used as a pathfinder and cannon fodder by other clans. Who could grow up in this situation?

At this moment, Qin Yichen's face changed slightly, and Die Qianshang also trembled. She turned back with tears in her eyes and said in a daze: "Old, ancestor..." Die Tianming's face was gloomy. Although he was not there just now, he could be in his realm.

, can’t you hear it?

"Thousands of years are very long, enough for people with extraordinary talents and diligent cultivation to achieve the realm of gods. A thousand years are also very short, and a whole clan can be wiped out in a snap..." Die Tianming looked vicissitudes of life, but Qin Yichen stood up and said: "Senior, it's not Qian Shanghe

Your people are not living up to expectations, and if I didn’t have the opportunity that you can’t imagine, the younger generation’s race would be even worse than the Mingguang Butterfly Clan!”

"But it's different now. I don't dare to promise you anything, but one thing I dare to say is that while I'm here, Qian Shang and your people go out to practice, how many people dare to use them as cannon fodder!?"

Die Tianming nodded slightly, with relief in his eyes. He had waited and endured his whole life, and finally the wait was not in vain.

Ziyun also said: "Yes, senior, if there is anything you need help from me and the boss, just say it. Besides, senior Honglian is very powerful, she must..." Before he finished speaking, Die Tianming thought of something, and his eyes filled with tears.

Qi Mo Jingming said: "Speaking of this, I really remembered something."

"Senior, please speak!"

Qin Yichen's eyes also lit up. To be honest, he really didn't expect that the mighty giant Die Tianming in the divine realm could ask for anything from him. How could he not be happy to hear that he could help now?

Die Tianming bit his lip: "That's right. Mr. Qin and Master Honglian, do you have the formula for the elixir? If you can give it generously, our clan's predicament can be improved."

Qin Yichen was startled. He has plenty of formulas! "So that's what happened. Senior, you told me earlier. I heard that the market for alchemy is sluggish now. If the Mingguang Butterfly Clan can refine the elixir, they will have money and resources.

With resources, the strength of the tribe can be rapidly improved..." As she spoke, the red lotus also floated out. For Die Tianming, she was three-pointed with admiration, three-point sympathy, and three-point regret. She immediately said: "Senior Tianming, also

Just don't call me "sir", Honglian can't bear it."

It's rare for Hong Lian, who has eyes so high above his head, to be so humble, but Die Tianming smiled and said: "Well, let me take advantage of this. When I heard about Master Hong Lian's ability to kill all the demons, I was not as big as Qian Shang."

."

Hong Lian gave a faint smile, and it was obvious that the two of them had something, and even once they were indeed all-powerful and left a shocking reputation in the world, they seemed to cherish each other.

Seeing Qin Yichen tinkering with the formula and considering which elixir could be spread in this world, Honglian smiled and said: "Senior Tianming, how many cultivators are there in the Mingguang Die Clan now?"

Die Tianming lowered his head slightly: "It's embarrassing to say that there is no one."

"What?"
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