After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Hongyuan Xingjun said: "Little friend Jiang Ye comes from the Beichen world, and I also come from the Beichen world."

Ye Lige: What a coincidence!

Hongyuan Xingjun said again: "Your surname is Jiang, and my common surname is Jiang. Everyone says that we were the same family 500 years ago."

Ye Lige understood that Hongyuan Xingjun wanted to know from her the situation of his descendants in Beichen's small world.

Although she didn't think there would be such a coincidence, she still said: "Senior, as far as I know, as far as I know, there is no other force named Jiang in Beichen small world except the Jiang family where I belong."

Regardless of whether it is a miscellaneous note or a storybook, I have never heard of any case of a casual cultivator ascending to immortality.

If it is a small and unknown family, it is unknown.

Hongyuan Xingjun remained motionless and said with a smile: "Tell me about the situation of your Jiang family!"

Ye Lige was a little embarrassed. Although she grew up in the Jiang family, she really didn't know much because she was focused on studying hard.

Moreover, although there are memorial tablets in ancestral halls in the world of cultivation, they do not require constant worship like in the mortal world.

That's not right, it's just that every time he worships, Ye Lige is either in retreat or making a breakthrough.

Some of the things she knew were what Jiang Fusheng nagged to her.

So Ye Lige said: "Seniors also know that more than 1 years ago, the black dragon caused trouble to the small world of Beichen.

Everyone had no time to care for themselves, and even the ancestral tablets could not be saved. "

Hongyuan Xingjun was in a very heavy mood. He understood it, but he couldn't let it go.

"You keep talking."

Ye Lige: "We, the direct branch of the Jiang family, have a total of five families. The ancestor of our branch is Hongda Ancestor."

Hongyuan Xingjun's eyebrows were raised slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Ye Lige: "Ancestor Hongda died in the Black Dragon Rebellion. After that, the head of the Jiang family said that not one of the five direct descendants of the Jiang family should be missing.

In order to avoid the lack of incense offerings in the fifth house, an heir was adopted from the first house.

Although there were five families and five branches at that time, each branch basically had only one heir. "

Although the immortals no longer care about this offering of incense, it is a feeling that the tribesmen who have not transformed from mortals into immortals are unwilling to give up.

Ye Lige scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Junior will turn around and pull Fusheng and Tian Qi over. The two of them know better than this junior."

Hongyuan Xingjun also noticed her discomfort and still smiled, "Are you the companion who came to Beichen's small world with you?"

Ye Lige nodded, "Fusheng, my eldest nephew, knows more about the Jiang family than I do."

Jiang Fusheng is not very good at cultivation and is always unable to make breakthroughs, but he knows a lot about the trivial matters of the Jiang family.

What he knew, Ye Lige didn't know.

What he didn't know, Ye Lige didn't know either.

Hongyuan Xingjun smiled and said, "Your eldest nephew, you kiss me?"

Ye Lige: "That's right, he is the grandson of my second uncle's family."

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On the way back to Zixia Fairy City, Xiaoke couldn't hide his gossip and couldn't help asking: "Xiaoxian, do you think this Hongyuan Star Lord named Jiang is someone from the Jiang family who ascended to the upper world in his early years? Ancestor?"

Ye Lige understood what he meant, it just felt like he had another supporter in the fairy world.

But he still poured cold water on him, "What if it is, so what if it's not?"

As a monk who ascended from the lower realm, Hongyuan Xingjun will definitely not have a smooth journey.

To be able to cultivate to the level of Xingjun, you must have put in a lot of effort and suffered a lot.

No matter how you say it, he has a certain status in the fairy world, but he has never paid attention to Beichen's small world.

This means that he has long given up on Beichen's small world and cannot be close to the Jiang family.

Xiao Ke: "Little fairy, is this really the case?"

Ye Lige laughed: Of course, yes.

The monks who ascended from the lower world are divided into the following categories:

In the first category, there are seniors who have ascended to rely on, although it will not be too smooth, nor will it be too difficult;

One type, because of their superior qualifications, are favored by some big forces and become one of them. For example, the Xiao family has many monks who have ascended from the lower world.

Otherwise, how could the direct descendants have so many guardians?

The third category is to work hard on one's own. This category mostly has relatively ordinary qualifications, is not favored by certain forces, and has nothing to rely on.

You can only rely on yourself to fend for yourself, such as the Meng family in Yuncheng.

Although the fairy world is huge, these people will leave their contact information once they meet.

For people who come from the same small world, if you can help, you should still help.

Because of this, when Kuye Daojun and others were running for Beichen Small Realm, they would attract the seniors who had ascended in the past.

Among them was a senior who spoke for Beichen's small world. He was a foreign affairs elder of the Immortal World Alliance, but this person was not Hongyuan Xingjun.

Ye Lige: "So, he is now having a relationship with me. What do you think is going on?"

It's not that Ye Lige judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. There were so many people in Beichen's small world. If he, a big boss of Xingjun, wanted to inquire about something, would he still wait until now?

Xiao Ke liked Hongyuan Xingjun very much, and instinctively did not want to think of people as too vulgar, so he said unconvinced: "You also said that it is not easy for the monks to ascend from the lower world, and they may have to go to the star field battlefield. Maybe there are other reasons!"

Ye Lige hummed nonchalantly, "Maybe!"

They don't know, but someone does.

In a training room, Hongyuan Xingjun sat there for a long time, unable to enter the training state.

"Husband!"

With a murmuring cry, a beautiful woman appeared in the training room.

Hongyuan Xingjun took her into his arms lovingly, "What's the matter?"

The woman put a pair of weak, boneless hands on Hongyuan Xingjun's neck, her voice was like an oriole's cry, and her breath was like a orchid, "Is there something bothering you, husband?"

Hongyuan Xingjun gently pinched the woman's chin, "Lan'er wants to ask the female cultivator named Jiang Ye, right?"

The woman named Lan'er looked at him angrily, "How can I be such a ignorant person? It's just..."

Hongyuan Xingjun: "If Lan'er has anything to say, just tell it truthfully!"

Lan'er: "Lan'er feels that there is something I need in that woman."

Hongyuan Xingjun was overjoyed, "Oh? What kind of treasure is it? Just tell Lan'er, my husband is not what he used to be. I will definitely find a way to find it for you."

Lan'er is a plant demon with flowers blooming like orchids, which is very beautiful.

But beautiful things don't last long. In order to retain her, Hongyuan Xingjun spent a lot of effort, but he only managed to make her transform from mortal to immortal.

No matter how long the life of a demon cultivator is, it will eventually come to an end.

If he could get Lan'er to a higher level, no matter what the cost, he would never look back.

Lan'er frowned lightly, "At a quick glance, I only felt that there was something very attractive, which I couldn't sense for a while."

She is as beautiful as a flower, with a frown and a smile, and every gesture is full of charm, so beautiful that people feel pity for her.

Hongyuan Xingjun held Lan'er in his arms, sniffed the fragrance on her neck, and murmured: "If it doesn't work once, let's get in touch a few more times."

At the same time, Ye Lige, who returned to Zixia Fairy City, was also talking about this matter with Jiang Fusheng.

Jiang Fusheng looked at the water statue transformed by Ye Lige with a complicated look on his face, "Aunt Seventeen, did you never participate in the festival once?"

The Great Sacrifice is the sacrifice that the clan performs whenever there is an important event.

For example, when a child is born, or when someone advances to the Nascent Soul and Transformation realm, unfilial descendants will come to the memorial tablets of their ancestors to chant.

It is not only an announcement of good news, but also a kind of remembrance without forgetting the origin.

Ye Lige thought for a moment, "I participated once!"

She participated in her own ceremony in person, and there were several other little Doudings at the time, which gave her a headache.

Jiang Fu said angrily: "Since I participated once, why don't you even recognize this person?"

Yeli Ge was numb: ...What was the situation at that time?