Immemorial Sword Venerable

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"Thank you senior."

Fang Chen thanked the dry and thin old man. Although he did not know what identity the dry and thin old man was, Fang Chen guessed that the dry and thin old man was most likely the power of Shui Shenzong.

"Since you successfully passed the second layer test, you can choose all the inheritance in the second layer." The thin old man smiled.

Fang Chen heard that the eyes were hot, and the Water God Sect was an ancient sect door. The inheritance within the sect door must be extraordinary, and these inheritances were actually optional.

Wow ...

The words of the dry and thin old man had just fallen, and eight yellow futons appeared in the enclosed space on the second floor. Above each futon, there was a diametrically opposite atmosphere.

Fang Chen guessed that this should be the eight inheritances within the second layer?

It's just that there is no inheritance among these eight great heritages.

Fang Chen did not rush to choose inheritance, but looked up to the dry and thin old man, he wanted to ask the dry and thin old man a question, this question, he has been hiding in his heart.

"Senior ..." Fang Chen said haltingly.

"I know what you want to ask, all the answers, and wait until you accept the heritage." The dry old man waved his hand and whispered.

This time, the avatar of the skinny old man didn't disappear, so he looked at Fang Chen with a smile.

Fang Chen nodded and walked before eight futons.

"These eight futons have eight kinds of inheritance, all of which are passed down from the high-level of the Water God Sect in the past. Each type of inheritance will cause a sensation in the outside world. You should choose well." The thin old man reminded.

Fang Chen nodded, then walked above the first futon.

He sat on the first futon, and suddenly a strong wind came out. Among these strong winds, there was a very subtle atmosphere. Fang Chen guessed that this first inheritance should be related to the mood of the wind.

After careful induction, Fang Chen shook his head slightly, stood up, and walked before the second futon.

Not every inheritance should be accepted, the warrior should choose the most suitable inheritance.

The inheritance of the artistic conception of the wind is useless to the other party, so he gives up directly.

Fang Chen sat one after another for eight consecutive futons. Finally, he was surprised to find out that the inheritance of the other seven futons had nothing to do with him except for the inheritance of the water conception of the eighth futon.

Fang Chen glanced at the skinny old man, and finally sat on the eighth futon.

The thin old man saw it and nodded, as if everything was what he expected.

Fang Chen sat on the eighth futon, and suddenly the rich artistic conception of water poured into his body one after another, and the message of inheritance was also drilled into his mind.

In an instant, Fang Chen fell into an epiphany.

"I hope you can fully accept this eighth lineage." The thin old man said with a smile.

If Fang Chen can accept the eighth lineage, maybe he can try that thing.

However, the most important thing right now is to wait for Fang Chen to accept the inheritance.

Time passed bit by bit, because Fang Chen had the third small realm of water, so when he accepted the eighth heritage, it was extremely easy.

It took only one day to fully accept the eighth inheritance. The next time, the content of the joke inheritance was improved to improve the cultivation.

Half a month later, Fang Chen digested most of the inheritance. At this time, his artistic conception of water was raised to a perfect level, which made Fang Chen very happy.

Seeing Fang Chen's artistic conception of water reached a perfect level, a smile appeared on the face of the thin old man.

After another half a month, Fang Chen completely accepted the eighth inheritance. At this time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Congratulations." The thin old man smiled.

Fang Chen's face was full of smiles, and he stood up and arched his hands against the thin old man.

Entering the Water God Sect, his harvest was very great. Not only did the cultivation base reach the double level of the Spiritual Vortex Realm, but even the artistic conception of the water reached a perfect level.

Of course, because of the acceptance of the eighth heritage, the artistic conception of water has reached a perfect level. It is logical that the Six-Practice Method of Flowing Water and Swords has also reached the level of transformation.

The sixth-grade swordsmanship of the Transmigration level is more powerful, and the sword is shocked.

The current Fang Chen, with comprehensive strength, is completely able to fight against the warriors of the triple peak of Lingxuan Realm.

Such a strength is already fully qualified for the top ten or even the top five of the Qianlong list.

Of course, no one outside knows Fang Chen's strength.

"How do seniors and juniors go out?" Fang Chen asked.

It took three months for the Water God Sect to finally fully accept the inheritance, and the strength was raised to the limit. It is also time to go out.

There are still two months when the blood battle space is closed. During this time, Fang Chen will strive to be at the top of the Qianlong list. If it is possible, he also wants to compete for the top of the Qianlong list.

Of course, this is not an easy task.

"Boy ..." The dry and thin old man stopped talking, and his eyes had a complex color.

For the first time, Fang Chen saw the expression of the dry and thin old man, and asked in doubt: "Senior, just say anything."

The shy old man heard the words, and then said: "Boy, in fact, I have always spared no effort to help you, but also a little selfish."

"Oh? What do seniors want me to do?" Fang Chen asked.

Fang Chen was very touched by the dry old man who could help him like this, so when he learned that the dry old man wanted him to do something, he asked directly.

"Under the ground of my water **** sect, an ancient beast king was suppressed. This beast king practiced fire and became enchanted, and his nerves were disordered. At the beginning, he was slaying the ring, and finally he was suppressed by my water **** sect. But not long ago, the seal of this beast king was suppressed It seems to be loosened a little. If this Beastmaster is out of here, it will be a disaster for the ancient sword continent. "Said the thin old man.

Fang Chen heard the words and asked, "Senior, what do I need to do?"

"You help me completely wipe out the vitality of this Beastmaster." Said the thin old man.

Fang Chen stunned and said immediately: "Senior, the beast king who can't deal with your strength, the junior is not worth mentioning."

The thin old man waved his hand and said, "I can't deal with that beast king."

"Why is this?"

Fang Chen clearly felt that the monstrous weather released by the dry and thin old man had already surpassed the spirit swirling realm. Fang Chen guessed that the dry and thin old man was a strong man in the real martial arts.

Beastmaster who can't even deal with the powerful martial arts realm, Fang Chen, a warrior with a double spirit vortex realm to deal with it, isn't it looking for death?

Although Fang Chen is grateful to the thin old man, he will not blindly die.

"Because ... my real body fell into a deep sleep." When the dry old man said this, he said a little sadly.

Fang Chen heard the words, set off a storm in his heart, and fell into a deep sleep, what is going on.

Seeing Fang Chen's face, he knew what Fang Chen thought. The thin old man seemed to recall the original things and said slowly: "The war of that year directly led to the destruction of the Water God Sect, and my real body was also affected by Hit hard and fell into a deep sleep. "

Speaking of which, the thin old man paused for a while, and then said: "Sleep forever."

Permanent sleep is almost no different from death.

After hearing this, Fang Chen was also shocked.

"Senior?" Fang Chen asked doubtfully.

"My real body is no different from death. The only two avatars I have left are to stay in the sky tower and wait for someone to come." Said the thin old man.

"The reason why you want to completely wipe out the vitality of that beast king is not only because it will harm the entire ancient sword continent once it is out of trouble, but also a more important reason, that is, my real body, maybe there will be a line Vitality, "the thin old man said lowly.

Fang Chen grew his mouth, he just did not speak.

The dry old man shocked him completely.

However, at this moment, a vicissitude of voice passed into the ears of the dry old man.

"Water God, long time no see."

Fang Chen was shocked when he heard this voice.

This is obviously the voice of the bronze ancestor. Does he know the dry old man? So why didn't the bronze ancestor tell me when he was on the first floor?

"Who?" The thin old man asked lowly.

"Water God, after so long, have I even forgotten?" The bronze ancestor continued.

Its remnants reside in the python sword, which cannot be revealed, so it can only communicate with the dry old man.

"It's you? Are you still alive?"

At this moment, the thin old man finally heard the voice of the bronze ancestor, and cried out in silence.

"Bronze Patriarch, you are still alive." The thin old man shouted excitedly.

The bronze ancestor was also a strong man in ancient times, and he knew the thin old man in ancient times.

"I only have a trace of lingering thoughts, and Gouyan is still alive." The bronze ancestor sighed and said.

At that time, the two were friends, and now one was reduced to at least a trace of residual thoughts, while the other was a permanent sleep in the real body. Only two avatars were left, and one was still broken.

"Bronze, I didn't expect to meet you here." A smile appeared on the thin old man's face.

After so many years, it is still a big pleasure in life to be able to meet familiar people.

Of course, the thin old man was even more shocked that the old ancestors of the bronze ancestor actually lived on Fang Chen.

You have to know that the bronze ancestor was a proud warrior. There were few young people who could make him look good.

"Water God, I didn't expect even your Water God Sect to be destroyed." Bronze Patriarch said.

Fang Chen's heart was shocked.

The skinny old man in front of him is the water **** of the water **** sect, the peerless strongman of the age with the bronze ancestor.

"Yeah, the times have changed. Those old immortals, now dead, now sleeping, no matter how powerful the martial arts, will eventually become a loess of loess with time." The water **** sighed.

"That's not necessarily that. If you listened to me, maybe we have already rushed out of the territory and achieved immortality." Bronze ancestor said. <