Chapter 2702 Successor

This man was wearing a gray robe, with a white face and no beard. His appearance was plain, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

"Ugh!"

The gray-robed man looked at the scene around him, his face full of disappointment, and he sighed: "I think I, Lin Xuanji, have been soaring for many years, but my luck has always been bad, and I have suffered many hardships. So far, I am only a seventh-order immortal."

"Others have all kinds of chance encounters by mistake. I spent all my efforts and exhausted means, and calculated that there is a big chance here. How did you teleport me to this broken place?"

This gray-robed man was not someone else, but Lin Xuanji from the Heavenly Desolate Continent.

On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, Lin Xuanji was a disciple of the storyteller of Xuanji Palace, with a distinguished status, and he enjoyed playing games.

But after ascending to the upper realm, the surrounding environment became extremely cruel.

Not to mention the game world, if you want to live, you have to do your best!

Lin Xuanji went to many places, fled everywhere, and experienced countless dangers, as if all his luck had stayed in the lower realm.

Fortunately, relying on the Taoism in the Xuanji Palace, he has saved danger many times.

Lin Xuanji looked at this desolate and dead ancient star, and could naturally feel that there was no trace of life on this ancient star, and there was no vitality of heaven and earth.

Such an ancient star has been abandoned for many years, and there is no chance.

"Ugh."

Lin Xuanji sighed again: "When will I be able to operate from time to time? The upper realm is too difficult. If I had known, I would have stayed in the lower realm. It's enough to be chased and killed all day long."

For this opportunity, Lin Xuanji sold all the treasures in the storage bag and exchanged them for a teleportation talisman.

Unexpectedly, this teleportation talisman was thrown at him on such an ancient star that does not poop.

Now, Lin Xuanji's storage bag is cleaner than his face, not even a soul stone!

At this moment, the ground not far away suddenly moved.

Lin Xuanji noticed something, and looked over cautiously.

The ground was slightly raised, as if something was about to come out!

puff!

Just when Lin Xuanji was in shock, the ground suddenly cracked, and a black shadow suddenly emerged from the ground, facing Lin Xuanji!

"Crap! What the hell!"

Lin Xuanji was startled, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground.

"Your name is Lin Xuanji?"

The shadow suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and old.

"A man?"

Lin Xuanji regained his senses and took a closer look.

This shadow seems to be an old man.

This old man's face and body were covered with mud, only a pair of eyes were exposed, staring straight at Lin Xuanji.

Lin Xuanji's divine consciousness swept across the old man's body, and found out that the old man's cultivation realm was nothing but an earth immortal, and his aura of life was weak.

"What are you doing under the ground, old man? I'm shocked!"

Lin Xuanji said angrily.

"Your name is Lin Xuanji?"

The old man still stared at Lin Xuanji and asked again.

"What is it?"

Lin Xuanji raised his eyebrows slightly.

The old man nodded and said, "Young man, your calculation is very accurate, your chance is here!"

"Oh? Where?"

Lin Xuanji asked suspiciously.

The old man pointed to himself and said, "It's me."

"you?"

Lin Xuanji was stunned for a while, then sighed, and stepped forward to cast a spell to remove the dirt from the old man's body.

"Father."

Lin Xuanji sighed and said, "I can't do much, I can only help you to clean up briefly, and you can go on the road with dignity."

The old man suddenly stretched out his dry palm, grabbed Lin Xuanji's wrist directly, and asked, "You don't believe in my methods?"

"Um?"

Lin Xuanji wanted to pull out his arm and step back.

But he found that the old man's palm was like an iron hoop, firmly embedded in his wrist, and he couldn't move at all!

Lin Xuanji immediately understood that he had met an expert.

"Senior is a good way."

Lin Xuanji immediately resumed his smile and complimented him.

The old man said solemnly: "The inheritance of my lineage is of great importance. If you accept my inheritance, you must shoulder your own responsibility!"

Lin Xuanji was shocked when he heard this.

The origin of this old man is unknown, and he doesn't know where he came from. How dare he accept the inheritance of others casually?

Besides, who knows if there are any traps in the inheritance of chance that is delivered to the door?

Lin Xuanji said with a smile, "Senior, this kid is stupid and his aptitude is too poor. It's easy to humiliate the reputation of your lineage."

"You want to find a successor, I will help you! Don't worry, I will definitely serve snacks and find you a successor with excellent talent and roots!"

Lin Xuanji just wanted to get out as soon as possible, the farther away he was from this old man, the better.

"no!"

The old man said in a firm tone, "It's you! I'll take a fancy to you!"

"Where do you see me?"

Lin Xuanji couldn't help rolling his eyes and muttered, "We meet by chance, but we don't know each other."

"Your name is Lin Xuanji."

said the old man.

"Yes." Lin Xuanji replied.

The old man said expressionlessly, "In my sect, others call me Xuan Lao."

"and then?"

Lin Xuanji asked.

Elder Xuan said slowly: "You and I both have the word 'Xuan' in our names, so you and I are destined."

Lin Xuanji: "??"

"Senior, are you...would you be a little sloppy?"

Lin Xuanji asked cautiously.

The old man said: "This is the will of God in the dark. You yourself know some ways to deduce the number of tricks. It is your destiny to be able to come here."

"Senior, I don't know about your other means, but you have a certain ability to fool people." Lin Xuanji said with a smile.

He was born in the Xuanji Palace. He traveled around the world as a storyteller, traveled all over the world, and met people who were too contrived.

He is one of the masters himself.

Seeing that Lin Xuanji still refused to agree, the old man's originally cloudy eyes dimmed a bit.

The old man seemed to be a little disillusioned, gradually let go of his palms, shook his head and said, "That's it, that's it! If you don't want it, I can't force it."

Lin Xuanji flicked his wrist and pouted slightly.

The old man murmured softly: "Originally, I had a better descendant, with the blood of the Qinglian fortune, but unfortunately, he was harmed by others... alas."

"Qinglian bloodline?"

Lin Xuanji's ears moved, vaguely aware of something, and quickly asked, "Senior, is the surname of the descendant you just mentioned is Su?"

"His name is Su Zimo."

The old man nodded, looked at Lin Xuanji with some surprise, and asked, "Do you recognize it?"

"I know!"

Lin Xuanji patted his thigh and said excitedly, "Senior, he and I are good brothers, we are our own people!"

"Senior, you just said, what's the matter with him being killed? My good brother is dead?" Lin Xuanji hurriedly asked.

The old man was silent, just nodded.

Lin Xuanji slightly clenched his fists and asked, "Senior, tell me about Brother Su, who killed him?"

The old man glanced at Lin Xuanji and said, "We met by chance, but we don't know each other, why should I tell you?"

"Cha! This old man holds revenge!"

Lin Xuanji put on a smile and said quickly, "Senior, you can accept me as your heir, I will definitely live up to your heritage!"