Become a disciple.
You can't fight again and again, and you can't escape.
But Fengling still solemnly confirmed that Yunzhong was an upright person and would not let them practice any evil magic skills, and that he was from a human race.
Yun Zhong was disdainful: "Does it matter to you whether I am a human being or not? Some of you are monsters and demons, and it is your turn to choose."
Feng Ling said solemnly: "We are in a special situation. We confirmed with our seniors because we are afraid of conflicting natural stances. We want to prevent master and disciple from fighting each other in the future."
Yun Zhong said of him: "He is serious and has no fun."
Feng Ling asked him again: "Can you teach us people like us?"
Yunzhong said: "I didn't teach it myself."
What? What's the meaning? Are there any other living people here?
Yun Zhong took them to the edge of a cliff, pointed to the black hole below and said: "Down below, is the place where the sword intent and spiritual consciousness of the same sect were sealed in the past. From the ancestors to the latest generation, it all depends on what and how much you can get. Your personal luck."
Everyone looked at the invisible darkness, and then looked at the undecorated roughness around them: "Why isn't the inheritance place more decently repaired?"
At least put up a sign indicating that it is a place of inheritance.
Yun Zhong pursed his lips and smiled: "Because, there is also a place where ghosts are buried down there. You must get the approval of your seniors. If you don't get it - you will stay down there forever."
Everyone: "."
In fact, Canjianshan is an evil cultivator, right?
"Oh, that's right. Whoever you accept the inheritance is the disciple of. You don't have to let me be the master."
Everyone looked at him and Hu Qing asked: "Who is your master -"
The spiritual power in Yun Zhong's hand spilled out, turning into a figure more than a foot long, with its back silhouette.
"My master. After becoming successful in cultivation, he disappeared."
Another illusion.
"My master's master disappeared after he became successful in cultivation."
One more time.
"My uncle is missing."
"My uncle is missing."
"My senior brother is missing."
"My junior brother is missing."
"My master's master's master, etc., are all missing."
Everyone: "."
Looking down numbly, in fact, all the missing people are down there, right?
"What are you thinking about? Canjian Mountain doesn't want to kill each other, nor does it want to feed the ground with corpses." Yun Zhong laughed, "The world outside is so big, of course you have to go out and walk more if you want to be successful in cultivation. As you walk - —Can’t come back.”
Everyone looked at him and didn't care at all. Why are you the one who went out for a walk and couldn't come back?
"I have the important responsibility of inheriting the sect. I'm lucky to have met you. Otherwise, Canjian Mountain would have been destroyed. I would have been in trouble for a long time."
Everyone didn't believe what he said, so it was hard to find a disciple. It’s hard to deceive local people in the fairy world. It must have been hard to meet these old haters.
Yun Zhongxiao didn't answer. It’s easy to find good spiritual roots, but it’s hard to find good ones. It’s not like I haven’t encountered a suitable one before, but unfortunately, there are always some troubles or shortcomings. Now, his demands are not so high, it just needs to be tolerated.
Moreover, there were so many people down there waiting for the inheritance, and he was afraid that they would climb up and beat him in the middle of the night. What a great opportunity to send so many people off at once.
"Go down."
Yun Zhong flicked his sleeves and pushed everyone down.
Hu Qinghe, she was just about to ask him if he was sure that everyone who went out was dead. If they all died, the loss rate would be too high, and she would have to think carefully about the future.
Everyone suddenly lost weight, and subconsciously mobilized their spiritual power and consciousness. Unexpectedly, they lost control and fell freely. Several screams of ahhhh made this quiet place lively.
Above, Yun Zhong holds his hands behind his back, looking at the abyss for a long time, and then looking up at the sky for a long time.
"The Broken Sword Mountain is finally in my hands. When they leave the division, I can go around."
He turned around, took out the wine gourd, took a sip, and left unsteadily.
The people below were falling and falling, and I was the only one left beside me. It seems that they are going to be separated.
Hu Qing yelled twice in interest, starting to get bored.
"What is that person's origin? What is his strength?"
Silk cloth said: "I guess he is an immortal."
It's a fairy.
Hu Qing opened his eyes wide in the darkness: "You look good."
Is this all you focus on?
Hu Qing said: "Is he sick? He accepts a disciple and wants to rob him openly!"
Silk cloth: "There is nothing wrong with you. You gave Huzhuo such precious skills, and he is not even your disciple."
From the perspective of silk cloth, it is neither a relative nor a relationship, no blood relationship, and no master-disciple status. If you give it away, you will be compensated. I don't know what she is planning.
Hu Qing couldn't explain it to him, so he only said, "You will understand later." He asked him, "Can you find a way out of here?"
"Where? Below the cliff or above the cliff?"
"Up above."
Juanbu said: "Then don't think about it. You came in through the teleportation array from Guixiao. It's a small teleportation array. Judging from the way you are unaware of it, you can't even find it with your strength."
Hu Qing was surprised: "Then this place is still the same fairyland as the ghost?"
"Who knows. It doesn't matter to you, you can't run away anyway."
Hu Qingmo: "Aren't you afraid that I will be killed?"
"At present, it seems that Yun Zhong doesn't mean this. Didn't he say there is a inheritance down there? You should look for it more. If it's something I don't have, I'll just include a copy."
Hu Qing: "." I didn't expect you to have this idea.
He landed with a bang, his bones were sore from the fall, but he was not injured.
Hess Haha, he rubbed his joints and got up. Hu Qing opened his eyes as wide as possible and couldn't see anything.
Black, really dark.
But she can't help her spiritual sense, so she can still see the surrounding environment clearly when she releases her spiritual sense.
It's just an ordinary valley bottom, with mud and rocks under your feet. Moss-like plants grew on the rocks, and the occasional stubborn grass grew less than a foot high.
Didn’t you say that this is a place where ghosts are buried?
Hu Qing grabbed a handful of mud and squeezed it, and sure enough he felt a hint of ghostly aura.
It’s such a good inheritance place, why let ghosts in?
Did Yun Zhong scare them on purpose? I am bored.
Hu Qing curled his lips, chose a direction at random, and walked with one foot in mud and one foot in stone. After walking for a long time, I didn't see any ghosts. A large cave was found within the scope of spiritual consciousness.
When the consciousness probed into the cave, it was dissipated like sugar entering water.
Hu Qing hesitated for a moment and walked to the cave. When I tried to explore my spiritual consciousness again, I still found that the mud was still in the sea.
It seems that the inheritance should be in the cave.
She took a step forward, and as soon as she stepped in, the feeling of danger made her hair stand on end.
Something has locked onto her!
Forget it, no more, she still cares about inheritance?
Decisively take back the foot you stepped out of.
A wall suddenly appeared behind him, and Hu Qing screamed inwardly.
Suddenly there was light in front of her eyes, and she subconsciously covered her eyes, but her consciousness was not affected by the light. She clearly saw that the mysterious cave suddenly turned into a training ground.
The interior space is very wide and square, with tall columns supporting the dome, and various swords hanging on the walls between the columns.
All swords.
On the top of the dome, there is a painting of a sword piercing the sun.
On the ground paved with stone, there is an inscription called Wanjian Chaozong.
Hu Qing leaned his back against the wall and looked back, just in time to see a flaming sword lying behind his head. She reached out and touched the sword, and then she realized that the hanging swords were not real, but just images.
What a solid shadow. She thought she had made it.
