Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 324 Inheriting the Mantle

"Beimang Sword Master?"

The sudden words shocked Yang Chen and Mu Lingyun, and they looked at the skeleton in disbelief.

"Are you Beiman Sword Saint?" Yang Chen frowned, staring at him suspiciously.

"Why, doesn't it look like it?" Skeleton smiled, stretched out the black bone claw, touched his head, and then said with a smile: "Oh, I have forgotten, and now I am no longer the suave and suave person I was back then." handsome guy, but turned into a skeleton."

Suave?

Yang Chen rolled his eyes, only feeling that the Beiman Sword Master in front of him seemed a bit unreliable.

"Great Emperor, be careful, this guy might really be the Sword Saint of Beimang." Gu Tianji's voice came from his mind: "It is estimated that only the strong one in Wu Zunjing can keep the remnant soul for tens of thousands of years. Those who can do it!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen nodded silently.

Mu Lingyun stood up, clasped her fists at the skeleton of the Sword Saint of Beimang, and said, "Since it is the tomb of the senior, then I will not bother you. I disturbed the senior's eternal sleep, and I hope the senior will forgive me."

As Mu Lingyun said, she turned and left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to give Yang Chen a hard look.

However, when she had just taken two steps, the Beiman Sword Saint suddenly swung his right hand, and a wall fell from the top of the hall out of thin air, blocking Mu Lingyun's path with a "boom".

The way out of the main hall will also be completely blocked.

"Wait, do I let you go?"

Beiman Sword Master yawned and said lazily.

However, these words made Yang Chen and Mu Lingyun get goosebumps all over, and they looked at him in horror.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Yang Chen frowned, while speaking, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, as long as there was something wrong with this old thing, Yang Chen would run away immediately.

"Hey, take it easy."

Beiman Sword Master patted the open space in front of him and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I won't hurt you. It's just that I haven't gone out for tens of thousands of years. It's very boring to be here alone. Sit down Chat with me."

Yang Chen sat down without saying a word.

Mu Lingyun frowned, hesitated for a moment, and sat down.

"What's the matter, senior?" Yang Chen asked.

"Alas." Beiman Sword Saint sighed, but he answered irrelevant questions: "I never thought that after waiting for so long, someone could finally come to this seat safe and sound. It is not in vain for this seat, so many years of waiting." .”

Hearing this, both of them were slightly taken aback.

I saw Beiman Sword Saint suddenly laughed coldly, and kept making "quack quack" laughter, but his face had lost flesh for a long time, and he couldn't even make a smile expression. It's just a skeleton face that keeps shaking, which looks quite strange in this small space.

Mu Lingyun frowned, but felt a little timid in her heart.

She suddenly found that the Beiman Sword Saint stopped smiling, and looked towards her with dark eyes, as if staring at her, and spit out a few words:

"Hey, what a beautiful girl."

"Ah!" Mu Lingyun exclaimed, quickly clutching the two lumps of flesh on her chest, stepped back a few steps, her small face was full of anger: "You...what do you want to do?"

Beiman Sword Master shook his head and sighed: "I told you not to be nervous, why are you so nervous? This seat is already a skeleton, and I can't do anything even if I look like it!"

There was helplessness in Beiman Sword Saint's tone.

Mu Lingyun bit her red lips and snorted coldly. It seems that this Beiman Sword Master is not a serious person!

"Okay, okay, that's all the gossip, I don't have much time, let's get to the point." Beiman Sword Master waved his hand and said in a serious tone.

Hearing this, Yang Chen rolled his eyes, and said to himself, it seems that you have been being dishonest just now, right?

"This seat wants to ask you, now there is a huge opportunity, are you willing to accept it?"

Beiman Sword Master said in a low voice, looking straight at the two of them.

Chance?

Hearing this, Yang Chen frowned and said, "Senior, please speak carefully."

Beiman Sword Master smiled, and suddenly pointed to his own skeleton, and said with a smile, "You two, do you want to have this body of mine? Step into the barbaric cultivation!"

As soon as these words came out, both Mu Lingyun and Yang Chen were startled.

The Sword Master of Beiman wants to help them step into barbaric cultivation?

But... at this moment, their hearts are not surprised, but frightened!

Yang Chen is also a person with tens of thousands of years of experience. He knows that there are many methods of seizing homes in this world. What if the Beiman Sword Master seizes them again after they get this body?

"Cough." Yang Chen smiled and said, "We appreciate the kindness of seniors, but the so-called no rewards without merit, seniors' kindness is too heavy, and we deserve it."

"Yes, senior." Mu Lingyun smiled, and also said: "We have no blessing to accept the kindness of senior, so please let us go."

Beiman Sword Master "Quack" laughed, as if he had seen through the minds of the two of them, and said, "Don't worry, you two, this seat is already at the end of its strength, and when I give you my body, this seat will also dissipate in the The world. At that time, I can’t do anything even if I want to!”

It has to be said that his words moved the two of them very much. If they can become Manxiu, their strength can definitely be improved by a big step. But who knows, is what this old thing said true?

Beiman Sword Saint sighed, and said: "Although I have ruled the world all my life, but I have no sons and no heirs in this life, what I can't bear the most is this ability. If the two of you can promise me, it's my fault." wish."

The Beiman Sword Saint's tone suddenly became more humble and pleading.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he laid down this ancient tomb. As long as anyone who can safely pass through the various organs of the ancient tomb and arrive in front of him safely, Beiman Sword Saint is willing to pass on his mantle to him.

Only such a person is worthy to be the disciple of his Beiman Sword Master!

But……

The mechanism he arranged was so powerful that even after tens of thousands of years of waiting, no one could reach him!

Just when Beiman Sword Saint thought that he would regret it for the rest of his life, the appearance of Yang Chen and the two of them made him see a glimmer of light and hope.

"I'm sorry, senior!"

Yang Chen sighed, stood up slowly, and said: "Senior is so kind, this junior has nothing to repay, but senior's kindness is too great, forgive me for not following orders!"

Mu Lingyun hesitated for a moment, but also stood up.

The two of them hugged Beiman Sword Saint with apologetic expressions on their faces.

"All right……"

Beiman Sword Saint sighed, and said dejectedly: "Since you don't want to, then I won't embarrass you anymore. I can't do things that are difficult for others."

The two nodded, and after saying sorry, they turned and left.

When leaving, Mu Lingyun lowered her voice, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, if you didn't grab that Wu Zun bone from me, would we have alarmed him?"

Yang Chen smiled wryly, and said, "Sister, do you think I know he's alive? Besides, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have moved a living Wu Zun back? I'm afraid it would be more serious then?"

Mu Lingyun snorted, expressing that she was very unhappy.

But at this moment...

The two of them suddenly felt as if their bodies were filled with lead, and their lifted feet seemed to be stepping on a stone. No matter how hard they tried, they just couldn't put their feet down.

Still can't take a step.

A suction suddenly came from behind the two of them.

"I'm sorry, even if it's difficult for others, I will let you inherit the mantle!"

Beiman Sword Master Yin Cece's laughter suddenly came from behind, and immediately after, the suction became even stronger!

The two exclaimed, and were directly sucked by the Beiman Sword Master!