The cold light in the hands of the senior brother is about to fall on the young man's back, and if this blow is implemented, the young man will definitely die.

The struggle, resentment, helplessness, and despair in the eyes of the second senior brother burst out for a while.

"Boom!" There was a shocking sound, and the senior brother and the engraving pen in his hand were all shaken by the air waves.

The young man was also shocked and staggered two or three steps before he stabilized his figure, and when he looked back, a familiar figure was falling in front of him.

The young man was teary-eyed for a while, and his heart was full of sourness: "Master!"

"Silly boy!" the old man was still so kind and kind, "I left you this soul shadow when you left the sect, and in the past ten years, you have not needed to use my old man once, and you are worthy of being my personal disciple." ”

"Soul Shadow?" The young man was stunned, he naturally knew that this secret method was to cut one-third of his soul consciousness and attach it to the body of others, and he could only use it once.

And once the soul shadow is used, this part of the soul consciousness will eventually dissipate and never return to the world.

"My deity is gone, but some of the soul left here let me know what happened. The old man said lightly.

"Master, then you ......" The young man's voice trembled a little, he knew what this meant to Shizun, he used the soul shadow, and then the real soul flew away.

"If I can keep you, I'll die, what's the matter!" the old man stroked his long hair, very calmly, "Have you found your answer?"

"No, Master, I thought I had found the answer, but I didn't seem to find it, it was the Spirit Pattern that made me, and I didn't know the meaning of chasing the Spirit Pattern Dao. The young man replied with blank eyes.

"The disaster of the Spirit Pattern Sect will come sooner or later, if there is only one person left, then you must be left behind. You are a genius like no other in the world, and although every Spirit Tattoo Master is a genius, your presence has made everyone bleak. You have a kind heart, you have followed me since childhood, I know very well your character, if the spirit pattern can still leave a legacy, it must be you! You have been pursuing the answer for more than 20 years, it is the inheritance! This is your glory and your mission!"

The old man's words were like an enlightenment, and the young man fell into deep thought for a while.

"Why can't it be me!" roared the elder brother, apparently having made his already crippled condition worse by an attack from earlier.

"Wuzi, you can't!" the old man's voice became cold and desolate, with a thick anger.

"I can't do it? I can't do it? You don't understand it at all! My pursuit of the Great Dao, my desire for the Spirit Pattern Avenue! A group of pedantic old men! How can you climb the Great Dao! Why can't I Wuzi come to inherit the Spirit Pattern, just by virtue of my pursuit of the Spirit Pattern Avenue, it should be me!"

"I was originally a genius who entered the sect, and every time I talked about the Tao, everyone here was rubbish! Until he appeared, he seized the position of personal inheritance that belonged to me!

"You're all holding me back from pursuing the Lower Avenue! You're all damned!"

Senior Brother Wu Zi roared furiously, and when the young man saw this appearance, he also understood that the Spirit Pattern Sect was in such a situation now, and the initiator was his senior brother.

Maybe it was his appearance that made him unbalanced in his heart, and made him have a deformed Dao pursuit, and even did not hesitate to destroy his own sect, how sad it is.

"Wu Zi, if it is about talent, you are not bad, but you are too paranoid, you are not pursuing the Spirit Pattern Dao, you are just blinded by jealousy. Bringing such a disaster to the Spirit Pattern Sect, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, how can you afford the word inheritance. The old man's soul sighed, he could have been pinned on high hopes, but unfortunately his heart was unbearable after all.

"You're an old man who is about to be scattered, what are you going to tell me!As long as I kill him, I can't take care of this inheritance, and I can't do it for you!" Senior Brother Wu Zi shot out angrily, the engraved pen in his hand was cold, and he went straight to the young man again.

The old man's soul shadow stepped forward, flicked his sleeves, and once again fanned the Wu Zi who rushed forward and flew away, and the engraving pen in his hand was also grasped by the old man's void in his hand.

"How can my Spirit Pattern Sect treasure fall into the hands of a scum like you!" the old man looked at the pitch-black spirit pattern pen in his hand, and then handed it to the young man.

Seeing this scene, the senior brother Wu Zi, who fell to the ground, had scarlet eyes full of hatred.

"Our Spirit Pattern Sect has been circulating for a hundred years, but I didn't expect to be defeated in the hands of a disciple in the end!" the old man's words seemed to sigh with hatred, "Okay, the sect has dispersed, then let me clean up the portal!"

The old man's momentum increased sharply, as if he was squeezing out the soul consciousness that was already close to collapse, and wanted to kill Wu Zi here with one blow.

"Master, don't!" The young man naturally saw his master's purpose, but in this way, his master would also die.

"Child, pass on the spirit pattern well!" the old man's soul shadow rushed towards Wuzi desperately.

"No!"

A moment later, their voices were still echoing on the top of the mountain, but the figures of the old man and the senior brother Wuzi had already dissipated into the world.

The young man clutched the spirit pattern pen in his hand tightly, regretting and regretting, but as his master said, what he wanted to do was to pass it on.

The second senior brother, who was covered in blood, had no breath, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was still at the moment when the young man was about to be attacked by the senior brother Wuzi. The lifeless gaze pierced the young man's heart a little bit.

After burying the second senior brother, the young man left the sect.

returned to his hometown town, but his parents had already been killed, perhaps at the same time as the crisis broke out in the sect, his family was also affected, and the once bustling courtyard was now reduced to a wreckage.

Seeing the return of the young man, all his relatives were afraid to avoid it, so as not to be contaminated with trouble, just because he was the descendant of the Spirit Pattern Sect. Now that the Spirit Pattern Sect has been killed, all the martial arts sects are eager to be able to control the surviving Spirit Pattern Sect disciples, so as to gain power beyond the other sects.

It's a pity that all the Spirit Pattern Masters disappeared with the fall of the Spirit Pattern Sect.

The young man looked at all these earth-shaking changes, and couldn't help but ask himself, do you really want to pass on the spirit pattern?

He didn't know the answer, but he wanted revenge.

The young man left the familiar kingdom and went incognito. He has been traveling outside for ten years, so he naturally knows how to quickly accumulate his strength, and he will not let go of any of the forces that he once brought to the destruction of the Spirit Pattern Sect.

So the world was in chaos, the spirit pattern was no longer prosperous, the young man with his own power, stepped on one sect after another, his most praised name has also become a peerless martial arts cultivator, and no longer a spirit pattern genius.

He turned the whole world upside down, the whole continent was fighting endlessly, and the concept of martial supremacy was rooted in everyone's heart.

But the young man quietly departed, never to be seen again. At this point, the Spirit Pattern Avenue disappeared from the world.

I don't know how many years have passed, the story of the youth is no longer circulating, and the spirit pattern has become a legend.

An old man stood on the top of the mountain, this place used to be the ruins of the sect of the Spirit Pattern Sect, and it was extremely popular, but now it has long been deserted.

"I, Xu Bei, have been fortunate to be able to enter the Spirit Pattern Sect in my life, but the sect that harmed me was destroyed, and I will no longer hold the Spirit Pattern for a hundred years. Now that he has returned to the sect, he has strictly followed the orders of his master and engraved all his spiritual pattern avenues in the spiritual pattern pen, leaving a legacy!

The old man made an oath, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed, lightning and thunder, and the old man took the essence of blood as the ink, and the finger as the pen, and engraved the word "sorrow" on the spirit pattern pen.

In the rain curtain, the figure of the old man indulged in frenzy, swiped his pen and carved the pattern, using heaven and earth as a tool, and the spiritual pattern avenue he comprehended was melted into the "sorrow".

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"Brother Ku, Brother Ku, what's wrong with you!" Xin'er's eager call made He Ku's consciousness sober up.

Why was he a little confused for a while, who I was, where I was, what I was doing.

"Brother Ku, why are you crying?" Xin'er was a little puzzled.

Why bother hearing about it, only then did I realize that I had already burst into tears and wet my clothes.

"But when I fell asleep, I dreamed of something sad, and I couldn't help myself. He bothered to wipe away his tears, but he felt as if his mood was a little complete.

"Xin'er, how long have I been asleep?" With the cultivation of the Nirvana realm, sleep is not necessary for him. However, he was surprised that he would fall into a complete sleep.

"It's been six hours. ”

"Has it been so long?" He thought to himself, his memory was a little confused, he seemed to have had a dream, but he couldn't remember what was in the dream, "By the way, Spirit Tattoo Pen!"

He seemed to remember that he was immersed in the spirit pattern pen before he fell asleep, so his mind moved, and the spirit pattern pen fell into his hand.

The body of the pen is as black as ink, and the blade of the nib shines with a cold glow.

Looking at the sharp tip of the pen, why bother the ghost pressed it with his fingers.

He Ku's physical strength that had already been nirvana should have been able to compete with the powerhouses of the nirvana realm, but at this moment, it was unhindered by the spirit pattern pen, and all the bright red blood that flowed out was absorbed by the spirit pattern pen.

After a few breaths, the spirit pattern pen was no longer completely black, but revealed the blood-red word "weeping".

"Sorrow?" He Ku seemed to think of something, but it seemed that something was sealed in his memory. And the Ling'er in the upper spiritual aperture is also thinking.

He bothered to look at the word "sorrow" on "sorrow", it seemed that even his emotions were infected, and there was an indescribable low sadness in his heart.

Before, there was no response to perceiving the spirit pattern pen with soul sense, but now that there is a change, I don't know what the result will be if you perceive it with soul sense.

He Ku released his soul sense to perceive "sorrow", this time the spirit pattern pen seemed to be connected with He Ku's soul, and the huge amount of information frantically poured into He Ku's mind, and he almost fainted again.

After settling down, why bother to examine what these rushing contents were, but the next moment, he was stunned.

"Spirit Pattern Inheritance!"

In addition to the unexpected shock, there is also the ecstasy inside.

He Ku understands what a terrifying inheritance this is for him, even if it is ten He families, it can't compare to the slightest bit of this inheritance, and this thing has been in the He family for an unknown number of years.

If he can cultivate the Spirit Pattern Dao, in time, he will be able to dominate the world and stand in a supreme position with this Dao alone.

This is an ancient technique that has long been extinct, even if the slightest rumor leaks, he may be frantically hunted down by the powerful in the world, and then destroy the corpse.

"Brother Ku, what are you holding?" Xin'er's voice made He Ku tremble suddenly.

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