Tang Xiaokong straightened up as the rocking chair rocked, and said with a smile, "Did you enjoy the wine?"

Song Yan replied, "Yes, it's good."

Tang Xiaokong said, "I was negligent that day; you don't want Tang Yi to be left with a heart demon."

Song Yan said, "It's not just that; there's also the sentiment of returning favors."

Tang Xiaokong's expression became increasingly gentle, and suddenly he asked, "Would you be willing to be listed under my name in the clan lineage?"

He continued with a smile, "I'm at the half-step Divine Infant Realm, and this time guarding the ancestral vein is the last. After this, I will seek to break through to the Divine Infant Realm. My status in this generation of the clan is not low; even the clan leader must call me third brother.

My Dao companion is also at half-step Divine Infant. She and I have a son and a daughter, both entered the Purple Mansion.

The children also have grandchildren, scattered around, along with my mother from the previous generation still alive, and my Dao companion's older generation. This large family is quite prosperous.

If you are willing to join my line, nod your head, and from now on you will be my adopted son."

He was originally hesitant, planning to discuss it at the family gathering fifty years later.

But this child has not only high talent but also good character, truly unprecedented, which made Tang Xiaokong have a love for talent, so after Song Yan returned, he directly made such an invitation.

Song Yan respectfully knelt down and said, "Child greets foster father."

Tang Xiaokong gently lifted his hand, and a soft power lifted him up.

Tang Xiaokong walked closer, bent down, and brushed dust from his knees, smiling, "Han'Er, don't kneel next time, that's not our family's custom."

Saying so, he patted the youth's shoulder and said, "Come, let me take you to another place."

He revealed a mysterious expression and smiled, "This place is the origin of the rise of our Formless Ancient Race and the true location of the ancestral vein.

Usually, clan disciples must achieve great merits to enter.

But the old man here has a slot, and this slot is yours.

Tsk tsk tsk, a boy at the Seventh Layer of Refining Profound is protected by the ancestral vein, what the future holds, the old man truly can't imagine, hahahaha."

Song Yan:...

Ancestral vein?

He suddenly felt a bit intimidated.

His plan was: the Demon Monk has already seized the advantage; if he wants to swallow the Demon Monk, he must cling to the tiger skin of the ancient race, the higher the identity and status, the better.

But this place of the ancestral vein was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Yet, when the time came, he could only brace himself.

...

...

The ancestral vein is a mountain.

A mountain deep within a secret realm.

But more precisely, it's a place at the mountain's core akin to a celestial pool.

Under the sunlight, the surrounding peaks stand tall, white clouds flow, and in the celestial pool... rippling waves, some water demon beasts are even nurtured in the tranquil waters.

Suddenly, the waves began to rustle, then surged violently, as a pair of giant horns emerged from the water, then floated up, with mighty pressure spreading like a tide, silencing the mountain's faint insect noises instantly, leaving nothing but dead silence.

Song Yan watched this scene in astonishment, while promptly smearing Feng Chengzi's aura over his divine soul.

Fortunately, he had not only a strong divine soul but also precise control, so this application was flawless...

And now appearing before him was a dragon!

A dragon, black on the left, white on the right!

The two tones not only did not make this dragon appear ugly, but instead held a mysterious and terrifying charm.

This black-and-white dragon scanned the two people.

Song Yan felt a gaze sweeping over his divine soul.

He dared not move.

The black-and-white dragon soared a hundred feet, slightly arched its long body, lowered its head as if seriously and deeply examining him.

A long time...

Plop!

The black-and-white dragon returned to the celestial pool, diving beneath the water.

Tang Xiaokong was not surprised by this scene; seeing the dragon returning to the pool, he patted Song Yan's shoulder and said with a smile, "Old man, I've never seen the Yin Yang Profound Dragon staring at a junior for so long.

Ten breaths, the Yin Yang Profound Dragon looked at you for a full ten breaths!

The last time it was so long, it was the clan leader.

However, the clan leader was only looked at for six breaths, quite less than you.

Hahahaha, very good, very good, you are excellent.

But you still need to remain humble and diligent in cultivation.

You must know, even with potential, if it doesn't turn into power, it is all for naught."

At this moment, Tang Xiaokong was exceedingly joyful.

Being stared at for ten breaths by the Yin Yang Profound Dragon also proved this junior's potential from another angle.

This was also a recognition of his discernment!

Song Yan said, "Foster father, what is this really about..."

Tang Xiaokong said, "It is said that our Formless Ancient Race was born here in this celestial pool, and it has been over five thousand years. Legend has it that the ancestor opened the Lifebound Secret Realm with earth-shattering power."

Song Yan was dumbfounded...

Apparently he still underestimated the Personal Secret Realm.

Lady Ling truly has great fortune, her single thought might be beyond the Divine Infant Realm...

Tang Xiaokong continued, "The secret realm to the world is like a fetus to a mother.

And this place is the origin of the secret realm, also the beginning of our Formless Ancient Race.

It is said that our Formless Ancient Race was all conceived by the ancestor's divine soul; the ancestor split his soul to nurture sixty-four strands, and the initial clan members of the Formless Ancient Race were only sixty-four.

The Faceless Mask was crafted from the ancestor's placenta, totaling sixty-four, passed down through generations.

This was also the reason why a thousand years ago, due to certain events, the Ancient Teleportation Array was completely destroyed, severing the passage between north and south, causing our clan to lose three veins fully in the Southern Land!!

Tang Yi was one vein.

You are one vein.

There is one more vein, perhaps never to be found."

Tang Xiaokong lightly sighed, and then said, "The ancestor's divine soul nurtured our clan, and the placenta not only turned into masks but also transformed into this Yin Yang Profound Dragon and the celestial pool here.

Any member of our clan cultivating here can solidify their innate talent, as if blessed by the ancestor.

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