"I used to hold laurel whip, flowers, grass, roots, and long-lasting ancient times. At that time, the Witch Clan was the upper tribe of our clan. Since you are a member of the Witch Clan, I will naturally feel at ease to hand it over to you." Shennong looked at Wang An and said.

"Stop talking nonsense, this inheritance is dangerous. If you can't accept it, you will inevitably lose your soul. Have you thought about it?" Shennong smiled and said coldly.

"Okay! I am willing to accept inheritance and seek wealth and danger. Once I embark on this path, I am destined to fight against heaven and earth and against people. How can I shrink back?" Wang An pondered for a while, and suddenly said boldly.

"Hahaha, okay, the witch men should do this!" Shennong laughed suddenly and said to Wang An with satisfaction.

"Remember, you must withstand all the pain!" Shennong said mistyly.

He stretched out his right hand and directly enveloped Wang An's head. A powerful aura that covered the sky and the sun rushed towards him, and the powerful momentum made Wang An unable to move.

"This... what kind of cultivation is this? A phantom actually has such amazing momentum?" Wang An was shocked.

The next moment, a ball of white light appeared in Shennong's palm, and it flashed in a flash and instantly entered Wang An's sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as the light ball entered the sea of ​​consciousness, the blue veins on Wang An's forehead were exposed and his eyes were red.

Seeing this, Shennong withdrew his palm and all the oppression disappeared.

"Ahhhh, it hurts so much!"

The next moment, Wang An's soul body rolled directly on the ground. When the light entered Wang An's sea of ​​consciousness, a huge amount of rest rushed in, just like a elixir furnace directly blowing the stove in the four seas. The severe pain almost made him faint.

At this moment, Wang An magically discovered that he had actually contacted the body outside again.

Under the gaze of Jiang Wenhao and Bai Zizai, the three big words "The Way of Pill" suddenly flashed a golden light. This golden light rolled out in Wang An's body, flashed and entered the "The Way of Pill".

Jiang Wenhao and the others were shocked and hurriedly stopped them, but were frightened to find that their spiritual power was touching the golden light, just like white snow meeting the scorching sun, and disappeared instantly.

"This...what happened?" Jiang Wenhao and Bai Zizai looked at me, and I looked at you, both of them were confused.

"This matter may be a good thing. Don't spread it for now. I'll inform Senior Brother Han!" Jiang Wenhao looked at the three big words emitting violent brilliance and suddenly said to the conversation.

"Well, go and go back!" Bai Zizai said worriedly.

.....

"Haha, this time your Dharma body has also come in. Whether you can go out depends on your luck." Shennong said with a smile.

"Damn it! Ahhhh..."

Wang An roared directly. At this time, as long as his belief moves, he can go out, but the inheritance will be interrupted. It is obvious that Shennong is testing Wang An.

This time I was in a bad mood, both the soul and the body of the body were suffering.

"No, I have to hold on!" Wang An's eyes widened, as if they were about to protrude, with blue veins on his forehead exposed and sweat beads covered with sweat.

Those massive information, including text, and images...

Those images are vivid and transform the growth process of various herbs and the harmony of medicinal properties.

At the same time, there are also grand scenes of Shennong using heaven and earth as the alchemy furnace to refine elixirs, and those mysterious and extraordinary alchemy techniques.

All of this is a precious treasure for Wang An.

The pain was unbearable, the pain was penetrated into the bone marrow. Wang An tightened his teeth and his lips were bleeding. Although his body was as uncomfortable as an ant, the pain in his soul was far more unbearable than the pain in his body.

Due to his limited strength, many pictures were just flashed and engraved into his sea of ​​consciousness. He did not have time to remember completely. As long as he endured it, as his cultivation level grew, all these things would gradually become his own.

The Eight Desolation Heavenly Sword, the Ancestral Witch Chaos Sword automatically operated, Wang An's body turned into a vicissitudes of bronze, and a stream of ancient, sacred, and domineering bloodline power spread everywhere.

"Well, this kid is good. The ancestor witch has a strong bloodline. Unfortunately, this soul is still too weak. If the soul refines the bronze color, this inheritance will probably not be difficult for him. I don't know when I will understand my "Shennong Bencao" thoroughly." Shennong looked at Wang An helplessly from the side.

...

Flowers bloom with hooves, each with one branch.

Just as the golden light of the elixir was made, Wang An was rolled up, and the wind and clouds were surging in all directions.

In the void, an ancient and majestic island stands tall since time immemorial, and dozens of people gathered under the stone tablets on the island.

"Old ancestor, the weapons of the heavens and all worlds are moving abnormally. Is this waiting for the situation?" Someone below asked the three figures without any spiritual pressure.

...

In a mysterious place, two people with fairy spirits were playing chess. Suddenly, they seemed to have a sense of emotion and looked at the distance together.

"Hey, it's Tianhuozhou again!" One of them flipped his hand and suddenly there were a few more tortoise shells.

I saw him rub his right hand and then throw it to the ground.

"Ah, Shennong!"
Chapter completed!