Ji Li said: "The past things are over, and listening to you talk about his past experience, I feel that Duanxu is also a poor person, who was once a big wave duckweed, and it is not easy to do a lot, so why always hate anyone." ”

Mo Pingyi also said: "Yes, this person's experience is really bumpy, not long ago he sent me a message, saying that he was a disciple of the Extreme String Sect before he became the sweeping envoy of the Pillow Pavilion, and now he wants to go back to find the descendants of the Extreme String Sect and rebuild the Extreme String Sect." ”

Feng Yiluan nodded: "I also received a message from him." ”

Ji Li said, "I also received it." ”

Three: "......"

So the three of them talked about Duanxu for a while on the top of Tibetan Desert Mountain, and sighed for his life.

After sighing, he flew up from the top of the mountain to the middle of the valley, aimed at the place where he had fallen before, and plunged into the quicksand, with Feng Yiluan following closely behind, and Mo Pingyi following behind.

A familiar sense of falling.

The three of them fell into the rocky cave under the quicksand one after another, and this time, Feng Yiluan and Ji Li were prepared, adjusted their landing posture in advance, and finally avoided falling their butts again.

Mo Pingyi also heard Feng Yiluan describe the situation in the inheritance earlier, so he also landed smoothly, but after landing and standing firmly, he sneezed seven or eight fiercely.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Uh, it may be that the fine ash in the quicksand has been sucked into the nose, and the teacher is uncomfortable with the dust~~ah~ah~. ”

Mo Pingyi sneezed, took out a pink silk handkerchief from his arms, and was about to use it to wipe his nose, but as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately put the pink handkerchief back in his arms, took out a blank piece of rice paper from his storage space, and tore off a piece to wipe his nose.

Feng Yiluan said, "Master's pink handkerchief belongs to the dancing shopkeeper, right?"

Mo Pingyi said angrily: "Children, don't ask. ”

At this time, the quicksand scattered on the ground gathered again, gathering into a sand ball with eyes and a mouth but no nose, and the sand ball said in a dry voice: "Congratulations to you for being lucky enough to enter the inheritance left by the deity." ”

Mo Pingyi held the ball of rice paper in his hand, and looked left and right, not knowing where to throw it.

Feng Yiluan stretched out his hand, and his fingertips turned into a hand flame sword, and with a light touch on the paper ball in the master's hand, the rice paper ball instantly turned into fine ash.

As a result, this time it was Shaqiu's turn to cough: "Ahem, don't just play with fire and burn paper, it's very choking, hey~ Didn't you two come to the inheritance of the deity, why did you come again? Could it be that you are greedy and want to get double benefits?"

Ji Li said: "No, no, senior, we are here this time, we have something very important to say to the predecessor of the War King, I wonder if you can send a message to the predecessor of the War King?"

"Isn't it the deity, if you have any business, just tell the deity. "The sand ball is the result of the thoughts left by the predecessors of the War King, so it has always called itself a Buddha-figure, and even thinks that it is no different from the War King.

"We have something we want to talk to the predecessor of the War King. ”

"What's the same thing as the deity said?"

Feng Yiluan: "......"

Now it's a little troublesome.,The sand ball confuses the relationship between the owner and itself.,It's hard to tell the sand ball.。

Mo Pingyi tried to explain again, trying to make Shaqiu understand that it was just a trace of thought, not the Battle King Immortal Venerable himself, but this Shaqiu didn't listen at all, but looked at Mo Pingyi with round black hole eyes, and said:

"Hey, this monk, your realm is not low, the deity likes a powerful monk like you the most, do you want to get the inheritance of the deity, the deity will introduce you a few words, there are six copies of the deity's inheritance, two of which have been obtained, and now there are four copies left, so you still have a lot of opportunities, but one person only has one chance, and you can't be greedy." ”

There are six branches of the War King Inheritance, among which the Benevolence Inheritance was obtained by Ji Li, and the Deterrence Inheritance was previously obtained by a Ye Xiu named Ju Xiuming, so there are still four left: Killing Intent, Fighting Spirit, Invincible, and Clothes.

Shaqiu said to Feng Yiluan and Jili again: "As for you two young monks, please go out from wherever you come from, this inheritance does not accept repeat customers." ”

Feng Yiluan: "......" is not a store, and it is still a repeat customer?

Ji Li said: "Didn't you say last time that this place can only enter and not leave, as long as you come in, you must complete the inheritance, otherwise there will be no way to get out, and now you can return the same way? Can you fly out from the top of your head?"

Shaqiu smiled and said, "You two have been here once, of course you can go out the same way, and besides, the deity is guarding this inheritance, and the rules are of course the deity has the final say, the deity says that you can go out, and if you don't leave later, the deity will personally send you out." ”

"As for this monk...... Shaqiu looked at Mo Pingyi again and said, "This powerful monk, welcome to the lineage of the deity, you can go and ...... alone"

Shaqiu was halfway through speaking, when Mo Pingyi suddenly said, "Luan'er, release those two big lion tigers." ”

Feng Yiluan didn't know what the master wanted to do, but he still summoned the two lion tigers out of the spirit pet bag.

When Seventy-One and Seventy-One came out, they were curious, "What kind of place is this?"

"It's not good to stay in the cloth bag, every time you come out is a strange place, you don't know where you are, the baby doesn't like this feeling, I don't like it. ”

Shaqiu was stunned for a moment: "...... is this?"

Seventy-one lowered his head, immediately saw the sand ball on the ground, and said loudly: "Look at it, there is a ball here!"

"Roar! there's really a ball!" Seventy-two got up, rubbed the ground and ran behind the sand ball, without saying a word, he lifted his left front foot, and then stepped heavily on the ground, shaking out a ripple-like landing wave, which suddenly shook the sand ball formed by the battle king's mind into the air.

Then, Seventy-One ran a few steps, shook his head, and shook his head with a lion, and then pushed the sand ball in front of Seventy-two.

Seventy-two hind feet propped up on the ground, two forefeet were raised high, stood up like a human, stretched out his right forefoot, snapped, and slapped the sand ball to the side of seventy-one people.

This is how the two ligers played.

Shaqiu didn't even have a chance to speak out loud......

Feng Yiluan was dumbfounded, turned his head and asked Mo Pingyi, "Master, what's the situation?"

Ji Li was also at a loss: "Can it still be like this?"

Mo Pingyi smiled and said: "Lion dance hydrangea, your favorite performance for the Chinese New Year when you were a child." ”

Feng Yiluan: "...... But this is not a hydrangea, it's a sand ball, and it's the idea of the predecessor of the war king, so it's not good to let these two toss the idea of the predecessor of the war king like this. ”

Mo Pingyi didn't answer the wind and Yiluan's worried words, but only smiled and said: "This is probably nature, hehehehe~"

Leave: "......"

While the three of them were talking, the two lion tigers only used a few back and forth to break up the sand ball...... Scattered into a pile of loose sand......