"Even the ruins and the Sanfan Sword were given to you?" the voice was a little surprised, but then said calmly,

"Back then, I was betrayed by the people closest to me, and I ended up in a distraught end, and under the desperate protection of my best friends, only a few divine thoughts remained, but fortunately, I was blessed with heaven before, and I learned that I would have such a catastrophe, so I left a few inheritances early. ”

"I wanted to give you this hand bone with Dapeng's Neidan, but since you have devoured Dapeng Neidan, it saves me some trouble."

As he spoke, the golden light of the hand bone flashed, and it automatically floated to Zhao An's wrist, and then sank downward, and it actually merged into the arm of Zhao An's right hand.

Zhao An panicked, and the next moment a sharp pain suddenly came from the index finger of his right hand.

Zhao An was caught off guard and let out a cry of pain, the index finger of his right hand seemed to be stretched by an external force, the bones grew wildly in the flesh and blood, and even the nails were pushed out, until the last index finger was longer than the middle finger.

But fortunately, although all this happened very quickly, it was only a few breaths away.

Zhao An looked at his right hand in shock, and flipped it left and right, although it looked the same as his right hand, but this index finger was really weird, how to look at it and feel deformed.

"This hand is the inheritance?" Zhao Anxin was reluctant.

That senior didn't know how many years he had been dead, so he pressed a dead man's hand for no reason, how uncomfortable he felt when he looked at it.

As if he knew what Zhao Anxin was thinking, the voice spoke, "Wake up, but you dislike my hand?"

"The juniors don't dare. Zhao An naturally didn't dare to say what he thought in his heart, but just spoke respectfully.

"You, a junior, used to say that you need to be clear-minded, but now you are saying these things against your heart. The voice said softly.

Zhao An suddenly smiled.

If he says something unpleasant here, and makes that man angry, he will be trapped here forever.

"It's not your fault. Concentrate and raise your hand to a place in the sky. The voice spoke.

Zhao An didn't understand what he meant, but he still raised his hand obediently according to what the other party said, and said, "What are you going to do senior?"

"Eight thousand years, thirty thousand ups and downs, just for the road of immortality!"

At the moment when Zhao An spoke, a voice like a god suddenly came from his mind.

The next moment, the ghost in Zhao An's body was like a surge, and the whirlpool-like madness was condensed by his right hand, cutting off a breath, and the intact flesh and blood of his right arm suddenly burst out, and a force so powerful that it was almost out of control penetrated Zhao An's entire arm.

"What's going on?!" Zhao An's eyes were shocked.

Cultivators are most afraid of losing control of their spiritual power, and once their spiritual power runs out, their muscles and veins will be broken, and their dantian will be destroyed, and they will become a wasted person. In the worst case, he died violently.

For a while, Zhao An only felt that his right hand was like a floodgate, and the spiritual power that was swimming wildly in his body was a flood, which would explode with a "bang" at any time.

"Boom!"

A pillar of golden light as thick as the mouth of a bowl shot out from the tip of his right finger.

The next moment, the canopy of heaven hundreds of miles away was hit by that golden pillar of light, and a huge gap was blasted out in an instant, and a large amount of milky white spiritual power instantly tilted out wildly.

Zhao An almost lost sensation in his right hand for a while, and it took most of the day before he stared at his arm, and his eyes gradually changed from shock to ecstasy.

This, this is just the power of one finger!

If this finger is not hit in the void, but on the body of others, how can there still be life!

Such a terrifying power is really terrifying

"How's it going? Are you satisfied with this inheritance?"

The voice sounded softly, and the tone was like an elder looking at the junior.

"Satisfied, thank you for the reward!" Zhao An didn't have time to explore the use of his right hand, and bowed deeply to the coffin in front of him.

Standing up, Zhao An groaned slightly, and said, "Senior, junior has something unclear in his heart and wants to ask for advice." ”

"You say. The voice spoke.

"Dare to ask who the predecessor is sacred?" Zhao An asked suspiciously.

This matter has always been on Zhao An's heart.

In the past, he was in the sect of the mortal world, but as he entered the Yunhai Sect, the first time he saw Zhao Lan's illusion in the Sanfan Sword, and the behemoth of the "ruins" was inexplicably sealed in his divine consciousness, he was surprised in his heart, but because he was in the Yunhai Sect, he couldn't ask.

It wasn't until Zhao An went down the mountain later and saw another "Zhao Lan" in the Heavenly Mandate Tower that he knew that his master was really powerful.

Although the master is a pro-master, as Zhao An has come along the way, he has become more and more curious about the identity of this master.

And what he couldn't figure out the most was that he couldn't understand why the other party would choose him as his successor.

Whether it is talent or foundation, Zhao An is extremely self-aware of himself, which can be described as ordinary to the extreme, and he is not a superior candidate in any aspect.

Not to mention the distance, Zhou Ze and Han Da outside are far higher than themselves.

Moreover, in the Mandate of Heaven City, there is still the demon Jiang San-year-old.

The "master" of the Heavenly Mandate Pagoda can be Jiang Jiang's successor at the age of three, and he can't count it on his own head.

Coupled with the words of Zhang Mingtang along the way, Zhao An is now fully sure that Zhang Mingtang's old friend inheritance is undoubtedly "Zhao Lan".

The voice was silent for a long time, and said, "My name, under this Heavenly Dao, is taboo. It is an ineffable existence. ”

The voice sighed.

It was originally an extremely domineering sentence, but in Zhao An's ears, not only did it not have any momentum, but it was full of deep helplessness.

Zhao An's pupils shrank, he had also heard this sentence in the Heavenly Mandate Tower, but he didn't expect to hear it again here.

Then the voice sighed softly, and said with a hint of vicissitudes, "More than a thousand years ago, I was an ordinary scholar, and what I wanted to do every day was to enter Beijing to take the exam, gain fame, and glorify my ancestors.

However, the world is impermanent, my parents passed away before my exam, and in order to keep filial piety, I missed the time to catch the exam again and again, and it dragged on year after year. ”

"Ah?!" Zhao An couldn't help but feel sympathy for this person in his heart when he heard this.

You must know that for scholars in the mortal world, it is undoubtedly the biggest thing to gain fame and glory to their ancestors, but this person is also considered to be miserable, and he experiences the death of his relatives at this time.

I can't complain about anything, I can only complain about my own miserable life.

But this is also strange, how could he, a scholar who keeps filial piety, embark on the path of cultivating immortals?