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"How long has it been?"

After a long period of silence, the old man let out a long sigh, and the sadness in his eyes disappeared.

"Over ten thousand years!" Ling Yun sighed in his heart and replied.

"Has it been tens of thousands of years? How fast! Even though tens of thousands of years have passed, the world has still changed."

Everything had changed. Everything had changed! Years will not spare us! " Looking up at the dome of the stone palace, it was as if he could see the skies above the mystic realm. Perhaps it was because he could see the sun, moon, and stars of the outside world.

Ling Yun was silent. That's right, over the course of ten thousand years, he had changed too much. Let alone ten thousand years, when he had awakened his memories from his past life, he had also felt this way.

"The reason you are here today, is because of fate. The reason you are here is because of fate. Perhaps, it is because the heavens are merciful, and they do not want the legacy of my Ten Thousand Beast Temple to fade away!" The old man smiled. His eyes were calm, but it gave off a feeling of death. However, when he said those words, there was a ray of hope.

The old man's gaze swept across Ling Yun and Ling'er, as well as Qin Feng, who was standing below the white jade platform. It stopped on Ling'er, as he smiled meaningfully.

Ling'er was startled. Could he have seen through her identity?

Impossible, I had Aunt Qing covering it for me. Even a Martial Saint would not be able to see through it!

Very quickly, she was jolted awake and remembered that the person in front of her was from the Ten Thousand Beast Temple. With her cultivation, she was at least an elder, and also a powerful Spirit Tattoo Master.

Ling'er silently prayed in her heart. She couldn't help but clench her fist tightly, 'Please don't say it out loud …'

However, what made her heave a sigh of relief was that the old man only stopped for a moment. He looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and then stopped on Ling Yun.

"What's wrong?" Lingyun turned his head to look at Ling'er, feeling that her hand was covered in sweat. However, it wasn't his, but Ling'er's.

Why did she suddenly act like this? Furthermore, just now, she was extremely nervous … It didn't seem like he wanted to be chosen by the old man.

"I'm fine!" Ling'er shook his head and heaved a sigh of relief as he patted his chest.

"Little rascal, although your cultivation is the lowest and you are only at the peak of the Martial Warrior Realm, your foundation is shockingly solid. Furthermore, your mental strength is very strong." Lingyun still wanted to ask, but the old man's voice suddenly reached his ears.

Lingyun did not comment. If he had reincarnated, with his rough foundation, that would be strange.

Below the white jade platform, Qin Feng's eyes widened as he looked at Ling Yun in disbelief. Very quickly, the look of disbelief turned into a clench of his teeth.

So, this bastard could really cultivate now, but he actually didn't tell him that when he first entered this mountain several hours ago, he didn't reply to his question.

No wonder he was so confident at the time that he could defeat Ling Ye half a year later.

The old man's face was filled with amazement. In his hundreds of years of life, he had never seen a martial artist who had such a solid foundation.

However, if one wanted to become a powerful beast taming master, the strength of their mental strength was the most important.

Moreover, the Dao of Spirit Marking also required a powerful mental strength …

"Little friend, are you willing to accept my inheritance and that of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple?" The old man's eyes revealed a glimmer of hope as he looked at Ling Yun, and asked with some anticipation. Even though he believed that no one in this world would be able to resist such enticement, he was still a bit worried.

"Junior is willing!"