In front of the True Dragon Ancestral Temple, a hunched figure stood at the door, like a dead tree, with dry and deep eyes staring at Yi Xiaoyao with its brilliance full of light.

"I just arrived."

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao so surprised, the old man withered hair seemed to guess what he was thinking and spoke.

Seeing that the other party was indeed not hostile, Yi Xiaoyao relaxed a little and bowed to the other party with fists.

"I don't know what should I call you?"

Anyway, he is not an opponent, so it would be better to say a few words to him first.

The old man with a dry hair had a slightly sagging eyelids and said, "I am Lingyin, the guardian of this mountain."

"I guess Senior Lingyin already knows what's going on here, right?"

Yi Xiaoyao continued to ask, it was naturally impossible for the other party to appear here for no reason, most probably because he awakened the bloodline of the ancient true dragon.

"If you make such a big noise, you can guess the rough one even if you don't know."

The old man withered hair said lightly, and then he walked over, crossed Yi Xiaoyao, came to the ground where the real dragon statue fell, took out a broom in his hand, and started cleaning.

"But I just came here to take a look. You go, you're going to close the mountain."

His back was facing Yi Xiaoyao, and he didn't ask any questions, but just cleaned quietly.

Yi Xiaoyao was also quite surprised and was stunned. Then he realized that he immediately agreed and clasped his fists and said goodbye again.

Just as he had just walked out of the ancient temple, the old man's voice came out again.

"Although I won't do anything to you, this does not mean that you can leave the Spirit Clan safely."

Yi Xiaoyao turned around and found that the other party was still facing his back, and said, "But since you are recognized by the Dragon Ancestor, you must be able to deal with the next thing."

After hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao's heart tightened slightly.

Because at the moment he walked out of the ancient temple, he felt several breaths that were not as weak as the old man withered hair, and swept past him.

Obviously, other old monsters of the Spirit Clan also noticed Yi Xiaoyao.

However, Yi Xiaoyao didn't say much, just frowned and went down the mountain.

After Yi Xiaoyao left, the old man withered hair was still talking, as if he was talking to himself, but he seemed to be talking to someone.

"Yes, it's a pity that I'm not from my spiritual race."

I saw the old man sighing while cleaning.

Immediately afterwards, he snorted again: "I vowed that I would only protect Tongling Mountain for the rest of my life. If you want to attack that kid, you old guys will come out of seclusion and solve the problem by yourself!"

"But I want to remind you that although this kid is not of my race, he is the one chosen by the Dragon Ancestor and even voluntarily sacrificed his sacrifices."

When the old man withered hair said this, he suddenly turned around and looked out the door.

"Although the soul of the Dragon Ancestor dispersed, it still exists in the world. If you violate the intention of the Dragon Ancestor, what consequences will be? You must think clearly!"

Immediately afterwards, his ears moved slightly, as if he had heard something.

"Are the Heavenly Man?"

The old man withered hair frowned slightly and then said, "Don't take action, the eight boys in the clan will naturally not be indifferent. It would be fine if the people selected by the Dragon Ancestor cannot escape this disaster, but if this cannot do anything to the people from the foreign race, the Heavenly Man race has no reason to put the blame on our spiritual race."

After saying that, the old man withered hair waved his sleeves and the gate of the ancient temple suddenly closed.

There was no longer the old man's voice in the door, only the rustling sound produced by cleaning was left.

The dragon shadow vision on Tongling Mountain has also disappeared, and the entire Tongtian giant mountain has returned to its previous tranquility.

However, outside Tongling Mountain, among the eight major mountain gates of the Ling tribe, they were still boiling.

At this moment, Ling Zhan and eight other Linghous were leading all the tribe members to bow to Tongling Mountain.

"Congratulations to Uncle Master, awakening the bloodline of the ancient true dragon, and revitalizing the power of my spiritual clan..."

However, at this moment, the cry from Ling Zhan and others suddenly stopped.

Because they saw a figure flying out from the clouds and mist of Tongling Mountain above.

And this figure is not Yi Xiaoyao, who is it?

"What?"

Ling Zhan and others looked at Yi Xiaoyao falling in the distance, and they all changed their colors and exclaimed: "Are you dead?"

They all thought that Yi Xiaoyao had long died in Tongling Mountain.

How could I not be shocked when I saw Yi Xiaoyao appearing alive in front of me?

Moreover, they felt that Yi Xiaoyao in front of them seemed to have changed a lot from Yi Xiaoyao in front of them before entering Tongling Mountain.

This change made Ling Zhan and others feel very familiar, but they are not sure.

"Mr. Ling Zhan is so looking forward to my death?"

Yi Xiaoyao fell down with the flow and came to Ling Zhan and others. Hearing the other party's exclamation, he responded with a faint smile.

Ling Zhan and others were silent for a while, and one of the Linghous stared at Yi Xiaoyao, as if he wanted to see through him.

"You have awakened the true spirit bloodline!?"

Finally, the man asked Yi Xiaoyao incredibly suspiciously.

The other people also stared at each other because they had just felt the changes of Yi Xiaoyao, which was only possessed by awakening the true spirit bloodline.

Moreover, this change is countless times stronger than ordinary awakening, and even if they don’t want to believe it, they have to think of it.

"I have to thank you for giving me this opportunity and fulfilling me."

Yi Xiaoyao smiled without hiding it and said, "When I leave the Spirit Clan, Brother Lingzhan's contract for souls will naturally be completely untied."

He knew that if this matter was made public, it would inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

But from the powerful aura that Yi Xiaoyao felt when he just went down the mountain, he could guess that the old monster of the Spirit Clan must have known about his situation, so even if he hides it now, it will be useless.

His words immediately made Ling Zhan and others' expressions suddenly change.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xiaoyao's next words made all the people from Ling Zhan, including the eight people, and all the people from the spiritual race below exclaimed.

"But, you call me uncle, isn't it a bit messy?"

His words were not loud, but they overshadowed the shouts that originally filled the world, making all the mountain gates of the entire spiritual race quiet in the next moment.

Everyone was stunned and looked at Yi Xiaoyao, who was confronting the eight spiritual masters in the sky with wide open mouths. Everyone heard the meaning of Yi Xiaoyao's words.

Feeling this atmosphere, Yi Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows. He had just realized that the movement that had made him guess randomly before was actually not the old monster of the spiritual race that came out of seclusion, but because of him.

However, this is not difficult to understand.

After all, who would have thought that a foreigner who does not have any true dragon blood can really awaken the true spirit bloodline in Tongling Mountain.

Moreover, even the spiritual race has been extinct for thousands of years!

If this noble and legendary bloodline is awakened to the people of the Spirit Clan, it will naturally be a blessing for the Spirit Clan.

But if an outsider can take advantage of it, then the spiritual race will definitely not be able to give up.

The more you understand this, Yi Xiaoyao has a clear premonition about the next development.

Moreover, the old man withered hair had reminded him before that it was impossible for him to leave the spiritual clan safely today.

So at this moment, Yi Xiaoyao felt the horrified but greedy eyes of Ling Zhan and others, and directly burst out the aura in his body.

A blue gold dragon shadow filled with ancient aura emerged from his body.

"What? Do you want to grab it?"
Chapter completed!