The start inherits the inheritance of Dao Zu

"Su Jin, an outer disciple, maliciously injured his fellow disciple!"

"If you break the rules, you will be punished by the Law Enforcement Hall, and you can be whipped eighteen!"

Badaomen, on the huge bluestone square, a young man knelt in the center of the square.

The boy was thin and thin, and his bloody face was full of determination.

"Snapped!"

The long whip made of fine iron pierced the air and exploded in the square with a loud sound. The deacon didn't hold back at all, and the long whip slammed on the young man's body, and the glaring bloodstains appeared one after another on his back...

The clothes burst open, flesh and blood flew everywhere, it was too horrible to look at!

Around the Qingshi Square, there were crowds of disciples watching, pointing and talking about Su Jin who was being tortured.

"Tsk tsk! It's too ruthless!"

"This punishment of caning is the most severe and cruel criminal law in the Law Enforcement Hall. This time the punishment in the Law Enforcement Hall is a bit heavy!"

"I want to say that this Su Jin deserves what he deserves. Who told him to offend Elder Mo's nephew? That is a lawless master."

"Hey, it's not normal for someone to be a concubine in love for her childhood sweetheart. It's just that she's a little too overwhelmed."

Su Jin endured a series of strange gazes.

Under the premise of the whipping punishment in the Law Enforcement Hall, the deacon is doing his best, and few outside disciples in the acquired state can survive it.

But unless you die halfway, you have to hit eighteen lashes!

"Snapped!"

There was another crisp sound, a long whip as thick as two thumbs hit Su Jin's back again.

"Pfft!"

Su Jin's kneeling body fell directly to the ground, his consciousness was in a daze, and he was about to pass out.

"Hmm... am I going to die again..."

Su Jin's gradually dimming gaze was full of doubts and unwillingness!

Blood foam continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

"Your uncle's... no... didn't you say... time travel... time travel is the protagonist..."

Su Jin originally thought that being hit by a car while crossing the road was bad enough.

But unexpectedly, the moment he opened his eyes, there was a heavy whip training. After he finally accepted his identity as a "time traveler", it seemed that he was going to die again?

The confused consciousness continued to sink, and the darkness in the depths of the eyes replaced the light.

Two more whips fell on her body, and Su Jin could no longer feel the pain.But he can clearly feel that his vitality is slowly passing away...

"Really... going to die?"

Su Jin, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly heard a voice in his mind.

"Ding!"

"The strongest inheritance system is successfully bound!"

"Are you unwilling? Are you angry? You don't want to die, right?"

"Activate the strongest inheritance system, and the host will become the strongest lucky child in the heavens and myriad worlds!"

Another series of strange fluctuations came.

"That's right! I don't want to die! Activate the system, I want revenge!"

Su Jin was taken aback for a moment, but then she was extremely excited!The system, the necessary cheat for time travel, is finally here!
As a time traveler, I have never slapped someone in the face, pretended to be aggressive, or dated a saint!
And then just die?How could I be content with this!
"Searching for the nearest suitable inheritance for the host."

"Ding! The search was successful, the patriarch of Badaomen, Wu Zhantian. Do you accept the inheritance?"

"Wu...Who is Wu Zhantian?"

Su Jin was taken aback, the name sounded familiar... Wait!Wu Zhantian?
The founder of Badaomen, Wu Zhantian known as the peerless sword fairy? !

Massive memories about the sect burst out from the depths of Su Jin's mind.

In this world, there is a way to cultivate from a mortal to an immortal; the peerless immortal who flies into the sky and hides from the ground, is not just a legend.

The order of cultivation realm from low to high is: Acquired, Innate, Void Refined, Combined Dao, and finally become a mortal!
And the suzerain in their Badaomen is at the realm of the mortals. Of course, there must be a higher realm, but it is beyond what Su Jin can know!
But this mortal realm alone is already a realm that Su Jinyuan can't reach in his entire life!
Before that, Su Jin was just an outer disciple of Ba Dao Sect who had just entered Houtian Realm.

"Then...how strong will this ancestor be?"

Su Jin couldn't bear the ecstasy in her heart!
"May I ask if the host accepts the inheritance?"

The system repeats itself again.

"Accept! Accept immediately!"

Su Jin hurriedly said, afraid that if she was a step too late, this inheritance would fly away out of thin air.

"In the process of empowering the protagonist, please wait..."

An indescribable feeling suddenly filled Su Jin's whole body, and a feeling of extreme joy and excitement flooded his heart. He felt that he had a sense of power and control that he had never had before! !

"Congratulations to the host, the empowerment has been successful. In view of the host's weak constitution, he has only obtained one percent of the cultivation level of the Padaomen Patriarch."

"Host Realm: Nine Levels of Harmony."

"boom!"

"Is this... is this the power of the Hedao Realm?"

Su Jin was shocked, this is only one percent of Wu Zhantian's cultivation level!

If he could obtain [-]% of Wu Zhantian's cultivation, he might be able to suppress the current sect master with his backhand.

Su Jin now has a sense of domineering control over everything, which is the confidence brought to him by his sudden increase in strength.

The darkness receded like a tide, and the chaos around his consciousness quickly broke down, and he began to slowly regain his clarity.

"This system covers all the heavens and myriad worlds, and there are more inheritances, waiting for the host to explore and plunder..."

The cold mechanical voice of the system also lingered in Su Jin's ears.

Outside, the Law Enforcement Hall Qingshi Square.

"Is this guy dead?"

The indifferent gaze of the middle-aged deacon swept over Su Jin's motionless body.

In his perception, the vitality of the latter has been completely extinct.

"It doesn't matter if you die, so you don't waste the resources of my Tyrant Sword Sect!"

The corner of the middle-aged Zhi's mouth flashed a cold sarcasm, a mere outer disciple dared to offend Elder Mo's nephew, he deserved his death.

"Come on, drag it to the mass grave in the back mountain!"

The middle-aged deacon waved his hand indifferently and said indifferently.

It seemed that what he killed was just a cockroach.

"Yes!"

Two disciples of Law Enforcing Hall stepped out towards Su Jin, intending to carry the latter's body out.

"The mass grave is a place where the dead are buried. Deacon, if you want to go, I can give you a ride!"

At this moment, Su Jin, who was bloody and bloody, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a cold voice.

There was a sound of exclamation, and Su Jin, who was covered in blood and flesh, stood up!

Hearing this voice, the middle-aged deacon's body froze at first, then he turned around and looked around Su Jin, his face was still full of surprise and unquestionable.

"Boy, you are really lucky. You can still survive like this." The deacon said with a sneer, waving the long whip in his hand.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Su Jin twisted his neck and made a sound like popping beans. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the other party with murderous aura.

"I'm not dead, but! You're going to die soon!"