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The way of inheritance is as spectacular as hundreds of schools of thought flourishing and hundreds of people vying for success.

One after another, ordinary or genius practitioners, among the envy of all, received the inheritance from the lord of the upper world.

Chu Yue raised her eyes and looked, like an aurora in daytime.

The legacy of falling is more like a shooting star chasing the moon.

Gorgeous, grand, and endless.

Every time a successor appears, there will be an additional inheritance light curtain in the sky.

The light flashes suddenly, like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.

The figure of the new inheritor was reflected in the light curtain in the sky.

Countless eyes looked over.

I saw an immortal in white sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

She is dressed in white and has a holy appearance. She has a soft golden whip around her waist and a golden sacred fire totem between her eyebrows. She is sacred and inviolable!

The inheritance she received was a book burning with holy fire. Every time she opened a page, it would burn to ashes.

Looking carefully, there is not a single word in the book of inheritance of the Holy Fire!

Just empty white pages.

"Lan Xueji! It's Lan Xueji!"

Countless exclamations resounded from all over the world.

Lan Xueji, the most beautiful woman in the Poseidon Realm, was also the former true love of the fourth elder of the Nebula Sect.

Chu Yue raised her eyes and looked——

Lan Xueji slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her hand and took the book.

The entire book is like a stream of light, annihilated in Lan Xueji's eyebrows, imprinted on the depths of the soul, opening up new spiritual power!

I saw Lan Xueji's mind moving slightly, her eyes flickering, and she faintly scanned the dozens of mountains stretching in front of her, before they all collapsed suddenly.

Muds and rocks rolled down, and strong winds swayed, as if it was the end of the world.

She stood up slowly on the top of the Doomsday Mountain in this small world and bowed to the place where the Lord of the Upper Realm was. Her clothes were fluttering and the short ones were elegant and dignified.

In the Zongmen Square, Chu Yue quietly glanced at the four elders.

The fourth elder, who seemed to have smoky make-up and a world-weary face like a child, looked towards the light curtain faintly.

It seemed that his heart was still and calm, but in fact, there were millions of turbulent waves in his heart, stimulating his brain and soul crazily.

The fifth elder sighed softly.

Zuo Tianmeng wanted to speak but stopped.

The great elder's brows furrowed tightly.

They all knew about Lao Si's past, but they could only sigh helplessly.

Everything in the world and human relationships are not controlled by humans.

"Watch me do what?"

The fourth elder imitated Lord Yan's tone and glared at Zuo Tianmeng fiercely, "It's none of my business."

After that, he left lazily, and the moment he turned his back, tears burst out of his eyes.

He hates women the most.

Except Chu Bao.

Probably because she is a bit handsome.

The young man looked at the back of the fourth elder, pursed his red lips tightly, and then looked at the inherited light screen belonging to Lan Xueji.

Next to Lan Xueji, a tall man walked up.

The man was as handsome as the moon, with a majestic appearance and noble appearance. He was draped in a black and gold robe. He held an ink and oil paper umbrella and landed next to Lan Xueji. The ink umbrella protected Lan Xueji.

The dust at this moment.

"Congratulations."

"Same joy."

The man stretched out his broad, calloused palm towards Lan Xueji.

Lan Xueji put the catkins on it without hesitation, and when she felt the warmth from the man's palm, the corners of her mouth raised, her eyes were bright, as bright as stars, and her beautiful face was reflected, and everyone in the world was stunned.

With the four words "floating country and beautiful city", I secretly sigh that Lan Xueji's title as the most beautiful woman in the world of sea cucumbers is well-deserved.

The two immortals are a couple that can be described as a legend for the ages.

Chu Yue glanced sideways and looked at the small figure of the fourth elder.

In comparison, the fourth elder looked slightly lonely.

In Ning Su's words, he is as lonely as a dog.

The fourth elder walked forward with tears streaming down his face, without stopping for a moment, and he did not dare to look back, for fear that the disciples of the sect would see his weak side.

"boom!"

Another light of inheritance fell.

What fell this time was the Land of Ten Thousand Sects of Bodhi!

Seeing this, everyone was amazed again.

It should be noted that if a place can have a heritage, it is considered very good.

Wan Zong Bodhi had the inheritance of Yan Pu's merits in advance, which made the world subconsciously think that Wan Zong Bodhi would never be passed down again.

But seeing the inheritance of ancestor Wuji covering Jiang Ning of Scarlet Feather Sect.

Jiang Ning was surprised and immediately concentrated on seizing the inheritance.

An infinite sword.

A flash of frost.

Both fell from the sky and submerged into Jiang Ning's Tianling Cap.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes flashed sharply, and he saw a hundred-foot sword breaking out from the sky, and Jiang Ning controlled every move.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The leader of the Akabane Sect was shocked and delighted, even his palms were trembling, and his whole body was as hot as fire.

He was overjoyed and laughed a few times.

Ancestor Wuji’s inheritance is quite good.

It should be noted that among the six holy sects of Bodhi, there is the Wuji sect.

This holy sect can stand high on the top of all sects because of the inheritance of ancestor Wuji.

Now that Jiang Ning has received the inheritance again, it means that he can go to the Wuji Holy Sect and become the Holy Master in the future!

Furthermore, Yan Pu was previously inherited as the fiancée of Ye Chuyue of the Xingyun Sect, which made him feel quite unhappy.

But now, I feel elated and relaxed, like a person recovering from a long illness, and my energy level is quite good.

"Sister Jiang, congratulations."

He Liunian clasped his hands and said sincerely.

Two months later, although the injury has healed, there is still a touch of white on his face, and he is no longer as high-spirited as before, and no longer has the unruly attitude to look down on others.

"Congratulations!" Zhou Yu came and said with a smile.

They were all people who lost to the Nebula Sect in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition. They had been languishing for a long time, and today they were able to hold their heads high and behave like human beings again.

"boom!"

Jiang Ning stood up, her eyes flashing darkly.

Controlled by the soul, inheritance comes one after another.

But he saw the infinite sword hundreds of feet high in the sky, rushing downwards at a rapid speed.

On the way to the storm, the size is getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Ning took the Wuji Sword and glanced at He Liunian, softening a little.

"Are you feeling well?"

"Much better."

"The humiliation of Qingliantai must be repaid twice as much today!"

Jiang Ning patted He Liunian on the shoulder.
To be continued...