Chapter 2367 In Fact, I Am the Reincarnation of the Ancestor of Shenguang

"probably!"

The young man in white robe replied hesitantly.

"Yes, yes, no, no, what should be?" Liu Lang frowned.

The young man in white robe sighed, and said: "The ancestor of Shenguang was a figure hundreds of thousands of years ago, unless he stands up now and confesses his relatives with a drop of blood, who dares to say that he is his descendant? Thousands of years, there are too many things that can happen, and the ancestor of Shenguang never admitted that he has an heir. Live on your own."

"You are rigorous."

Liu Lang was speechless for a while.

However, what the white-robed youth said was not unreasonable.

Liu Lang remembered that in the Shenguang Cave, he obtained the Shenguang Jue. The first half described the life of the ancestor of Shenguang, and there was indeed no mention of his wife and children. Of course, it does not rule out that the ancestor of Shenguang deliberately Hidden not to say.

After all, Patriarch Shenguang made too many enemies back then.

"Then what is your purpose for setting up Chengtian Pavilion? Do you want to learn from the ancestor of Shenguang and become an enemy of the entire Chengtian Continent?" After withdrawing his thoughts, Liu Lang continued to ask.

"I don't have that much courage, I just don't want to depend on others." Bai Pao laughed at himself.

"Sending someone under the fence?" This word is very story-telling.

"Actually, I am from the Duanmu tribe." The white-robed youth continued.

"Duanmu tribe?" To be honest, Liu Lang had never heard of it.

The young man in white robe seemed to be immersed in his own world, and did not pay attention to the change of Liu Lang's expression, and continued to preach: "The Duanmu tribe is a relatively large tribe in the Eastern Region, and there are cultivators above the fairyland alone. There are thousands of them, and the high priest, who is the leader of the tribe, even has the cultivation of a golden immortal."

"It's just a golden fairy. It's not much higher than you. If you work hard, you may surpass him someday."

Liu Lang laughed.

"What can I do if I surpass him? I'm just a relative. I'm destined not to be able to enter the top ranks, and I'm not even qualified to be a tribal elder. My status in the tribe is even worse than that of a little fairy from the Duanmu Clan." The white-robed youth shook his head and said. .

"That's why you came out and started your own business."

Liu Lang suddenly realized.

A person is not afraid of being poor or tired, but afraid of not having a way to rise.

When the white-robed youth used the words "to send someone under the fence", he was obviously very disappointed with the Duanmu tribe, or in other words, with the clan-centered tribal system.

In this way, it is understandable to establish a Chengtian Pavilion.

However, the system cannot be broken by one person overnight. The steps of the white-robed youth are obviously too big. Even if there is no Liu Lang, he will suffer sooner or later.

At least, after the Duanmu tribe knew that there was a young man in white robes behind Chengtian Pavilion, they would not allow Chengtian Pavilion to continue to exist.

"Unfortunately, I met you." The white-robed youth looked at Liu Lang and said with a complex expression.

"Don't make it sound like I ruined your big business." Liu Lang said innocently: "Actually, I gave you a stick when you just started, to save you. In case Duanmu The tribe found out that you have a different heart, and you don't even know how to die."

"Thank you for being able to speak out?"

The white-robed young man said with a dark face, "I had a good plan. I will show my true face when the time is right and Chengtian Pavilion can fight against the Duanmu tribe. It was too late to change his appearance, so he ran over, and with the Duanmu tribe's eyeliner in the Eastern Region, it is estimated that it will not be long before they know what I have done."

"It's because you are not easy to tolerate, and you are relying on me?"

Liu Lang's face turned darker.

The white-robed young man was silent, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "I have already said what should be said, what should not be said, should you also tell me, who are you?"

"You really want to know?" Liu Lang looked at the young man in white robe leisurely.

"Of course." The white-robed youth replied affirmatively.

Liu Lang was curious about his golden light formula, and he was even more curious about Liu Lang's golden light formula.

After all, the Golden Light Jue has disappeared in the Chengtian Continent for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if the family of the white-robed youth has mastered the formula, no one dares to practice it, for fear of causing disaster.

The white-robed youth was also determined to leave the Duanmu Tribe, thinking that he was not strong enough, so he took the risk of practicing the Golden Light Jue.

"Okay! Then I'll tell you."

Liu Lang tidied up his clothes and said solemnly, "Actually, I am the reincarnation of Patriarch Shenguang."

"My mother..."

The young man in white robe spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

He just said that he is a descendant of the ancestor of Shenguang, and this guy said that he was the reincarnation of the ancestor of Shenguang, obviously taking advantage of it.

"I was just joking, to liven up the atmosphere, why do you take it seriously?" Liu Lang said in surprise.

"Idiots take it seriously!" the white-robed youth said angrily.

"It's not serious, why are you vomiting blood in excitement?" Liu Lang asked puzzled.

"Am I excited? I'm so angry." The white-robed youth gritted his teeth.

"Okay, even if you are angry, let's calm down now." Liu Lang patted the shoulder of the young man in white robe, "Next, I'm not joking, I'm serious about everything I say."

Liu Lang cleared his throat, coughed dryly, and continued: "Although I am not your ancestor, I am indeed your elder. In fact, I am the closed disciple of Patriarch Jin Guang."

"Are you sure you're not joking?"

With previous experience and lessons, this time, the young man in white robe calmed down a lot, staring into Liu Lang's eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I'm not joking." Liu Lang said solemnly.

"But, you are not older than me, are you?" The young man in white robe looked Liu Lang up and down.

"Now we are talking about seniority, not age."

"I mean, Patriarch Jin Guang is still alive?" The white-robed young man looked suspicious. Based on the world's understanding of Patriarch Jin Guang, as long as Patriarch Jin Guang is still alive, it is impossible to remain silent, and Patriarch Jin Guang has already disappeared. Hundreds of thousands of years.

The vast majority of people believed that Patriarch Jin Guang had already died.

"Of course not. Patriarch Jin Guang died hundreds of thousands of years ago." Liu Lang replied.

"Then how did you worship as a teacher?" The white-robed youth curled his lips.

"Of course it depends on this!" Liu Lang moved his mind and took out the letter left by the ancestor of Shenguang.

The young man in white robe took it suspiciously.

"Yu Xiu Jinguang Jue, calling himself Patriarch Jinguang, killed countless people in his life..." After reading through the contents of the letter, the young man in white robe became more serious. Described as a heinous villain, but this letter made him see a different Patriarch Jin Guang.

And after Patriarch Jin Guang's self-report, there is the formula of Jin Guang Jue, which is exactly the same as the Jin Guang Jue he practiced.

"It didn't say that you were accepted as a closed disciple?" After a long time, the white-robed youth raised his head and said suspiciously.