Sun Baili was curiously asking about the mysterious woman in the ancient tomb, which attracted other disciples to look at each other.

Qiao Yi was a little surprised: "Who else has seen it?"

Sun Baili pointed to Sang and the others.

Sang quickly denied: "I didn't see any Tomb Raider, most of the senior brother was dazzled."

Sun Baili was angry and wanted to make a bet with Sang. If she saw it again in the future, Sang would go up and talk to her first.

"It's true, I'm willing." Sang was not willing to be outdone. She felt that Sun Baili was really not as good as a True Lord. Look at how steady his senior brother Kuang Miao from their Sword Sect is.

Shangguan Haoran frowned: "Stop quarreling, you all go to meet the elders of the two sects with us and record the inheritance of the gains on the record."

The reason for recording is also a way to continue the inheritance of the Immortal Sect, allowing many inheritance sources to be traced and whereabouts can be queried.

There is no need to record what is inherited, but the general direction must be explained clearly.

Weishu Daojun and Yan Ling Jianjun appeared at the recording site. In the past, they didn’t have to come in person, just wait for the results to come out and take a look.

This time, he appeared in person, showing his importance to this group of disciples.

When the Taoist Master Wei Shu saw that Sang was hesitant, he asked, "Whose inheritance have you obtained?"

The others were also curious and looked over, Sang had to say, "Qing Jing was fortunate to have obtained the inheritance of Dingtian Venerable."

"Wow!"

Everyone was shocked. Who wouldn't know the famous Dingtian Venerable? He was really a man who stood up and down.

How many aspiring people have wanted to become a person like him over the years, but unfortunately...

The most successful person now is Emperor Ji Tian of the Zhoutian Immortal Sect, but their ideas are different. The former is the way of benevolent and domineering, while the latter is the way of remnant.

But everyone imitates the behavior of Dingtian Venerable, and everyone can only think about his inheritance.

Because when the Venerable took his family to ascend to the harem, he did not leave any inheritance at all. Even if there was one, it should be given to those brothers who followed him or a young young man...

But, unexpectedly...

Today, a female cultivator got it!

A female cultivator got it!

The female cultivator got it!

Seeing everyone's strange eyes, even the Taoist Master Weishu was thinking, Sang was so scared that he quickly clarified: "You have misunderstood that his inheritance is not the way of the harem!"

"Haha!" The monks who were reappearing laughed.

Hua Qianque bent even more laughed and said, "No wonder you refused to tell me who can inherit from the ancient tomb. It turns out that you are going to open three palaces and six courtyards. I'm so laughing to death!"

"I didn't, I refused at that time. The inheritance of the Venerable was not that." Sang was so anxious that his face turned red.

How do she explain this? After all, the three palaces and six courtyards of Dingtian Venerable also have something to do with the inheritance.

Finally, Weishu Daojun spoke: "It's just a matter of personal style, it has nothing to do with inheritance. Sang, come with us."

As he said that, he looked at Yan Ling Jianjun and waved to Sang to come. Sang glared at the monks who were present to joke about her, and followed the two big men to the isolated area of ​​magic circles.

Yan Ling Jianjun had a vertical line between his eyebrows so that he could kill the mosquitoes. He looked at Wei Shu Daojun, pointed at Sang, and asked, "She has the qualification of the Immortal Cauldron?"

Weishu Taoist Lord nodded and admitted: "Like the same as Dingtian Venerable."

Sang stood aside and felt a little nervous, but she was not as panicked as before.

Yan Ling Jianjun looked at Sang: "Qingjing, isn't the inheritance given to you by Venerable Dingtian really the same as him?"

"No." Sang Jian shook his head firmly, trying to say it but was banned.

"It's good if it's not." Yan Ling Jianjun relaxed when he heard this, and seemed to joke, "If so, then our two sects really have to think carefully about who to send to your harem."

"Senior, don't make such jokes, I never have the intention." Sang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Since you don't have this intention, you must practice well and work harder than others." Yan Ling Jianjun asked Sang to go out, and he had something to talk with Daojun Weishu.

Sang understood what they were talking about, probably talking about the way to deal with it. She believed that the two seniors, Weishu Daojun and Yan Ling Jianjun, so she calmed down.

Left behind Weishu Daojun and Yan Ling Jianjun.

"Wei Shu, let's explain it." Yan Ling Jianjun stood with his hands behind his back, with a cautious look on his face.

Although Weishu Daojun is the head of the Immortal Sect, he is a junior after all, so he said, "Don't blame Sword Lord, I have never had any strange intentions."

He said as his eyes flashed with dark light, and finally disappeared intovisibility, and said firmly: "Not before, not now, not in the future."

"What a pity, it turns out that practicing too fast is really a sin." Yan Ling Jianjun didn't know what he thought of, and was inexplicably sad, "In fact, it's a pity to have a heart."

After saying that, Yan Ling Jianjun waved his sleeves and left the barrier, letting the disciples remember not to mention it to others and then led the children of the Jian Sect back to the Jian Sect.

Sang was laughed all the way because of the inheritance of Dingtian Venerable.

The other disciples who didn't know the situation thought they were Gao Xing, Junior Sister Jing of Qing was about to have a master's wife, so they came forward to congratulate her.

Sang was so depressed.

Shangguan Haoran was even more depressed than her, because for some reason, the Master Stern, whom he had always loved, actually wanted him to approach Sang.

"I have seen her with my own eyes and felt disgusted when I saw her. I would be kind to not let her pay double the compensation!"

Shangguan Haoran pulled Kuang Miao and told him not to be confused by the witch who seemed to be innocent and pitiful, but actually prank people's hearts.

Kuang Miao was not good at speaking, so he comforted and patted his senior brother on the shoulder. He actually felt that Junior Sister Qing Jing was not the kind of person who could open the harem, and maybe even a Taoist couple would not want.

It's almost night.

The flying sword of the Sword Sect cut through the sky and finally flew back to the sect.

Daojun Huayang, who had returned to the door earlier than them, was bored and waved to him when he saw them returning: "Ah, Yan Hui and your mother are out of seclusion, come back to Qingxiao Palace with me."

Sang finally realized that her mother and master were really going to become a Taoist couple, but even after so many years, she still felt uncomfortable with this fact.

She suppressed her thoughts, said goodbye to Yanling Jianjun, and flew to Qingxiao Palace with her sword.

Hua Qianque looked at it and found that the pink color of the divine light on her body seemed to be dimming a little. I wonder if it was her illusion.

Yan Ling Jianjun looked at Kuang Miao and Shangguan Haoran in a funny way and said, "You can rest assured that Qingjing does not practice the way of the harem. Our Sword Sect is not the kind of short-sighted sect that destroys disciples tirelessly."

Sang had no idea that she had become a beast that was beyond the reach of outstanding male cultivators of the Sword Sect, and followed Huayang Daojun to Qingxiao Palace in a few steps.

Although she did not agree with the marriage between her master and her mother, she liked and respected them from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Huizhenjun, wearing a simple black robe, was standing at the door of the cave, with one hand in front and the other hand in the back. A woman in green was talking to her, which was Sang Qingqing in her previous life and Ling Qingqing in this life.

"Master, Mom!" Sang was very excited when he saw them and immediately bowed to him.

Ling Qingqing belonged to the spiritual clan. After transforming into a human, her eyebrows and eyes were elegant and beautiful, and her face was somewhat similar to Sang. She was very happy to see Sang, and immediately reached out and pulled her into the cave.

Leave Yan Hui Zhenjun to stand outside and talk to Huayang Daojun, giving them space for their mother to communicate alone.
Chapter completed!