"Of course you don't know, because it was only after I learned about the ancient cultivators that I felt that the inheritance I have belongs to the ancient cultivators. I even got the name Baiyi Sect by myself. Only I own the inheritance, because this inheritance covers a wide range of things. , I have only mastered part of it so far.

Today I am here to say, please stop that disciple of yours from studying Zhiyi and the others, otherwise something will happen. "

With the skill of Yishu, it is not difficult to pretend to be an ancient cultivator, but it also runs the risk of being taken over by Xin Ming's strong will.

Jiang Yu's bet was that Xin Ming prided himself on being an inheritor and would not harm another inheritor.

"It's empty talk. Even if there is an ancient cultivating sect that was lost in time, I can't listen to your words to prove that you have the inheritance of a sect rather than one-sided skills."

"Okay, if I want to prove it, I can only tell you a part of the surface. It only proves the breadth of my knowledge, but I won't tell you the real inheritance. I would rather die than leak it at will."

After expressing his attitude, Jiang Yu began to prove it in his own way.

"Seizing the creation of heaven and earth, destroying the spiritual power of all things. The technique of harvesting and replenishing is to extract the essence from all things in heaven and earth to replenish oneself, which is in line with the natural way of endless life and destruction."

“Gods and gods, I want to become an immortal, can you give me a destiny?

A drop of divine blood turns into a seed, planted in a mortal's heart to seek immortality, and thanks to the hard-won fate of immortality, he worships day and night and becomes an immortal. "

"Sacrifice six animals, worship the soul, and bring blessings to the body wherever the divine thoughts come."

"These three are the principles of the three skills of the Baiyi Sect. They are refined and combined with the Tao. I think you can understand it, right?"

After explaining the descriptions of the three techniques to Xin Ming, Jiang Yu felt that it should be enough for him to understand that he had a relatively complete inheritance.

"I......"

At this moment, Xinming didn't know when he took out several pieces of divine soul jade slips, covering the upper half of his face, trying his best to find something.

"Bayi Sect, right? What you said sounds reasonable at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it sounds like nonsense. There is no basis for it at all. It's like... it's impossible. This How many skills do you master?"

At this moment, Xin Ming felt as if he had encountered some huge difficulty, and there was a bit of doubt in his words.

"Nonsense? How is it possible? I can't just tell you the specific content. I don't know what those ancient cultivators did in the past. What I got was just the inheritance, and I won't hand it over casually."

Seeing that Xin Ming still had doubts, Jiang Yu remained firm. Yi Shu's skills were all real and effective, and the general conclusion therein couldn't be wrong. It can only be said that Xin Ming cannot understand it.

"No, although the ancient cultivators are all obsessed with their own fields, they often communicate with each other. Except for some differences in ideas, they all understand each other's research. But after all, you are a cultivator in the tradition. I can understand what you are talking about, and I don’t know if there really is such a school, but if you understand everything you said, then it must be the inheritance of ancient cultivators, and I recognize your identity. "

Xinming shook her head slightly, a little dissatisfied with Jiang Yu's hiding behavior, but she also understood that the monks in the Southern Region were all traditional monks and valued the protection of inheritance. This cannot be changed by obtaining the inheritance of ancient cultivation.

An independent school that she didn't know about, even if it only had a little bit of inheritance, was enough to attract her. In other words, the most important thing about the inheritance of ancient cultivators is not the crafts and creations, but the direction. Each school represents a direction beyond traditional practice. Traditional practice had been denied by countless geniuses in its heyday, and only those who respected the ancients followed the tradition.

The specific inheritance of the Baiyi School is not important. As long as its direction is clear, someone will take over this direction in the future and create a new Baiyi School.

"Just admit my identity. Now I want to ask you something. Stop your disciple named Heng Shang. His current research on Zhiyi and the others may cause a disaster."

Speaking of this, the uneasy feeling in Jiang Yu's heart became a little stronger.

"Disaster, what kind of disaster. Hengshang and Changya are not ordinary Qi-refining monks. Their origins are extraordinary."

Xin Ming obviously didn't believe the disaster Jiang Yu said.

"You will know after you take a look. I don't have to stop your research. You can let me and Zhiyi go. Anyway, I have given you everything I should give you. As for whether you want to know more about Baiyi Sect We can talk about it in the future. At least let us leave today. In exchange, I can tell you a skill."

The feeling of uneasiness was urging him to leave quickly. If something was going to happen, Jiang Yu could only make an offer that he couldn't refuse.

"It's a deal!"

This time, Xinming agreed immediately, fearing that Jiang Yu would regret it.

The idea of ​​plundering by force has never occurred to Xin Ming from the beginning. In her eyes, there are only four types of creatures - mortals, traditional monks, ancient cultivators, and monsters.

She would not kill traditional monks at will, but she would not show any mercy when necessary.

As for the ancient cultivator, she needs to have the most basic respect. She is the inheritor of the ancient cultivator concept. The more she understands the vast inheritance buried underground, the more she respects it.

Leave Qiaobian Building and return to Zanwu Pavilion.

The light curtain door isolates the inside and outside of the house.

Through the light curtain, you can only see the densely packed snake-like roots that are entangled and sliding with each other. The huge space is actually filled with roots at this moment.

How long has it been?

Jiang Yu was stunned. It was only half an hour since he left the Remnant Pavilion to find Xin Ming. He turned into this state. He seemed to have lost control. He didn't know what was happening to Heng Shang and Zhi Yi inside.

"What's going on? Where did these roots come from? Those inhuman cultivators? I should have sealed their magic power with sword intent."

Xin Ming approached the light curtain and probed his consciousness into the Remnant Pavilion. Dense roots filled the entire room, and Heng Shang was wrapped in it. Several roots were inserted into his body, and his face was peaceful.

"Do you still need to ask? This is the disaster I mentioned. He didn't listen to my warning and insisted on studying the source blood of Zhi Yi and others. He wanted to create their ancestor. It's obvious that he's out of control."

Isn't he clear about what the source blood of the immortal tree is? When the tree species was created, it was made with his blood. This kind of change is not explained by blood at all. At present, this pile of roots has nothing to do with the mother body of the immortal tree.

The mother body of the immortal tree, connected to the sky above and the netherworld below, the nine sons joined together to give birth to immortals.

No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the pile of flesh-colored roots in front of you.

"Don't move the death sword!"

Two blood-red sword energies separated and broke through the light curtain, killing into the roots, splashing juice everywhere.

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