After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"No wonder the Demon Lord can become the strongest monk in Tianluo Continent. If I had such an opportunity, how could I stop here?"

At that moment, lemon juice immediately spoke.

Everyone is envious, but such an opportunity is hard to come by, and neither is it enviable.

Ling Tian was also extremely sour and so angry that he didn't want to speak.

He has an extraordinary background and considers himself to be the son of destiny, but compared to Chen Zun, he is undoubtedly still outclassed.

Other stunning women had never known that Chen Zun had experienced something like this. Although they were surprised, they were not too interested.

Except for Zhao Lingyun, when she saw the purple rune sword, her pupils shrank and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

No one present could recognize what technique Chen Zun had obtained. Only she recognized it.

Because the technique she is practicing now is the Bixue Sword Technique!

What really made Zhao Lingyun lose her composure was that she was the only one in the world who practiced this technique.

She could still remember that when her master taught her the skills, he gave her a spirit stone and said.

On Tianluo Continent, only her ice-veined spirit body can inherit the spiritual pattern inheritance of Bixue Sword Art, and there is only this one and no other family.

But what I see now in the Shuiyue Mirror is different from what Master said.

Didn’t it say that there is only one copy of Bixue Sword Art in Tianluo Continent?

But what happened to the Bixue Sword Art that Chen Zun obtained, and it was earlier than him!

What exactly is going on?

Soon, she remembered again that after knowing each other for many years, Chen Zun's famous technique was the orthodox technique of Tianyuan Sect, and he had never used the Blue Snow Sword Technique, just like he had never obtained the Blue Snow Sword Technique.

Zhao Lingyun's mind was now in a mess, with all kinds of thoughts constantly emerging in her mind. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't explain what the master said.

Suddenly, a terrible thought came to her mind.

If that piece of spiritual pattern stone is a legacy that Chen Zun left specially for her...

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"It's not like this, it must not be like this..."

Zhao Lingyun murmured to herself, her body was shaky and her face was extremely pale, as if she had encountered the most terrifying thing.

Ling Tian immediately noticed Zhao Lingyun's anomaly, his face was full of surprise, and he asked with concern: "Fairy Lingyun, what's wrong with you?"

The moment Ling Tian spoke, several other stunning women also noticed something unusual about Zhao Lingyun and cast their gazes over.

"I...I'm fine."

Zhao Lingyun realized that she had lost her composure, forced herself to calm down, and replied with a forced smile.

It’s okay to go to hell!

The few women present are all top monks. They have never seen any scene before, and their mental state has been trained to be extremely strong. It can be said that even if Mount Tai collapsed before their eyes, they would not have a single wave in their hearts. It is definitely a big deal for Zhao Lingyun to lose her composure like this.

But she didn't want to say it, and no one went to find out.

However, the biggest suspicion is that a certain scene in Shuiyue Mirror just now stimulated her.

Now, they all began to pay attention to the details in the Shuiyue Mirror.

Only Shen Ruoyan's eyes flickered slightly, as if she had guessed something. She looked at the Bixue Sword in Zhao Lingyun's hand and became thoughtful.

……

Inside the mirror.

The screen suddenly sped up, and a day and night passed. It was not until Chen Zun accepted the spiritual pattern inheritance that the screen returned to normal.

The aura on his body became deeper.

The stone on the top of the ice cave shattered with a snap, and the golden light covering Chen Zun disappeared. He was still floating in the air with his eyes closed.

The cold jade dew on the stone platform has almost bottomed out, and the crisp ice-veined cold fruit trees have obviously withered a lot, just like eggplants beaten by frost.

The Black Scaled Black Snake who was waiting here saw this and felt that an opportunity had come.

If you don’t move now, wait until later!

The snake's body shrank, and then the whole snake shot up like a spring, opening its bloody mouth, trying to swallow Chen Zun in one gulp.

The Black Scale Black Snake would not be able to swallow this breath no matter what if he did not swallow alive the human being who had taken away his opportunity today.

Sudden.

Chen Zun opened his eyes, and there was a light that could not be seen directly in his eyes. He made a magic formula, as if he had mastered it a thousand times, and a white sword light popped out from his finger, which hit the head of the black-scaled black snake with great speed. .

The latter hissed miserably and fell straight to the ground. Even the beast, which was known for its physical strength, could not withstand the blow.

The black-scaled black snake was bleeding from its mouth, its scales were cracked, and its skin and flesh were bleeding. Its breath was weak, and it looked like it was dying.

This shows how terrifying Chen Zun's sword energy is.

Seeing this, he made another seal, and the gleaming sword light condensed on his fingertips, and he was about to pop it out again.

The black-scaled black snake is now at its weakest, and has become meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered. Just when it thought it was going to die, it found that Chen Zun had not flicked the sword light for a long time, and it couldn't help but look up in confusion.

I saw that Chen Zun had landed on the ground and said: "Because it is not easy for you to practice, and because you have the opportunity, I will spare your life, but you must not hurt anyone in the future, otherwise, no matter how far away, I will take it." Your life."

The Black Scale Black Snake understood, as long as he could survive, he would do anything, and nodded desperately.

Chen Zun walked to the stone platform, picked off two ice-veined jelly fruits, threw them in front of the black-scale black snake, and said: "You are seriously injured now. This fruit can save your life. Take it quickly."

Black Scale Black Snake was a little surprised. Not only did this man not kill him, but he also gave himself the fruit to heal his injuries. It was really strange.

Without fruit, it is immortal this time, its foundation is damaged, and it is unknown whether it can go further in this life, so it can only accept it obediently.

The ice-veined jelly fruit is worthy of being a spiritual creature of heaven and earth. After taking it, the black-scaled black snake's injuries were more than half healed. However, at this time, it had no other thoughts at all. It coiled its body and lowered its head in a submissive manner.

At this time, there were still two ripe fruits and a few small green fruits about the size of peanuts hanging on the ice-veined frozen tree. Chen Zun took out the copper box, picked one and put it inside, and then looked at the black-scaled black snake. said:

"This thing belongs to you originally. I will take another one as a spare, and the rest belongs to you."

The Black Scale Black Snake has already been defeated, how dare he disagree.

After packing his things, Chen Zun walked to the Taoist priest's skeleton, knelt down and kowtowed seriously several times.

"Without the inheritance left by our predecessors, this kid would have been unable to escape death, and there would be no repayment for the kindness of reincarnation."

After kowtowing, the Taoist priest's bones turned into a pile of ashes, and the black ring flew up and landed in Chen Zun's hand.

There are two words on the ring - Hua Mu!

Chen Zun was a little surprised, but he was not surprised.

He now has countless more knowledge in his mind. He knows that after he obtained the Taoist priest's inheritance, his relics will be recognized as the owner. As long as he sheds his own blood to recognize the owner, the ring will be his.

Chen Zun was not in a hurry, he wanted to collect the body of the Taoist priest and bury it.

So, he put the ring away, then used the light of his sword to make a small hole in the corner, moved the ashes in, filled it with soil, and a brand new grave appeared.

Then, a piece of stone wall was cut out to make a tombstone.

Letter:

Tomb of Huamu!