Zhang Tianjiu seemed to be still immersed in the great joy of being hit by this great opportunity, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Hearing the impatient urging of the black-robed old man again, he woke up like a dream, and stammered: "Before, senior, then what do you want, how can you pass on the gong to me?"

The old man tidied up his robe, and his face was solemn: "Wait a minute, the old man will completely abandon this remnant divine soul and merge it with your divine sense, when the time comes, you will not only immediately cultivate to skyrocket, but also have all the memories that the old man has, including the most profound exercises and the secret history of the ancient world, as well as the experience of the old man who has been practicing everywhere for many years, this is something that only the heads of the past generations are qualified to know." ”

Zhang Tianjiu wiped the corners of his mouth and said cautiously: "Senior, then I know so many secrets, I won't be killed by the Heavenly Spirit Sect Master after I go out, right?"

The black-robed old man snorted angrily: "Nonsense! The old man is the second-generation sect master, how can the current Tianluo sect master be compared to the current Tianluo sect master, you accept the old man's inheritance, and in the future, you will naturally be the successor of the next generation of Tianluo sect master, what qualifications does he have to kill you?"

"In the future, I can still be the sect master......"

Zhang Tianjiu swallowed his saliva fiercely, and the greed in his eyes was exposed again.

With such an obscene appearance, the old man in the black robe frowned, and said coldly: "The old man who should be said has already finished speaking, time is precious, you should come up quickly." ”

Zhang Tianjiu nodded when he heard this, and hurriedly ran over, stood beside the old man, and looked at him with a smirk.

The black-robed old man snorted impatiently: "Turn your back and sit cross-legged in front of the old man." ”

"Oh, what a ......"

Zhang Tianjiu sat down with a confused face, looking like an idiot at the mercy of others.

The old man raised his right hand, gently pressed it on the position of the Heavenly Spirit Cover on the top of Zhang Tianjiu's head, and said in a deep voice: "Now, completely let go of your divine sense, and don't have any resistance and resistance. ”

Zhang Tianjiu suddenly turned around, staring at the black-robed old man with a vigilant expression, his two eyes purring: "Senior, you shouldn't take me away, right?"

The old man's face changed slightly, and he regained his seriousness in an instant, and reprimanded: "Stupid! What kind of ridiculous idea are you, the old man has been waiting here for more than three thousand years, just to wait for a suitable person, so that he can hand over the inheritance of the Heavenly Spirit Sect to future generations, how can he take away a junior of you!"

As if he was afraid that Zhang Tianjiu would not believe it, the old man sighed again and said: "What's more, as a monk, you should also understand that the old man is now only a crippled soul, how can he take away other people's bodies, you can rest assured, as long as you go out, for the sake of the interests of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, and carry forward the sect, even if the old man is scattered, he can smile at Jiuquan with peace of mind, and this life will be in vain." ”

Zhang Tianjiu looked ashamed, and sighed with admiration on his face: "It's me who missed you, senior, you are really high-spirited, you don't hesitate to do your best for the sect, and after you die, you are simply a model for the younger generations, after I go out, I will definitely show the sect master, engrave your glorious deeds on the inscription, and pass on the praise for thousands of years, I don't know what you call the seniors......"

The old man impatiently interrupted Zhang Tianjiu's clumsy sycophancy, and said coldly: "Okay, don't talk about these useless things, quickly restrain your mind and body and let go of your divine sense, let the old man hand over the inheritance to you, and you can go out early." ”

Zhang Tianjiu insisted on refusing to turn around, and said loudly with excitement on his face: "Senior, you don't care about these false names with an open heart, but I can't accept your inheritance in vain, you must tell me your name today, so that I can be grateful and remember it when I go out." ”

The old man was upset by him, and waved his hand coldly: "Didn't the old man tell you at the beginning, I am the second generation ancestor of the Tianluo Sect, Wei Wuya." ”

"Oh, yes, Boundless senior, I remember, the younger generation doesn't have a good memory, don't be surprised. ”

Zhang Tianjiu slapped his big bald head fiercely as if he had suddenly realized, with a look of chagrin.

Wei Wuya snorted coldly: "Is there any nonsense, can you start?"

Zhang Tianjiu smiled and smacked his tongue unsatisfied, then turned around and sat down again, his eyes closed, and he opened his mind according to the old man's request.

"Good, good, that's ......"

The black-robed old man spoke slowly in a low voice, as if hypnotic, and pressed his hand on Zhang Tianjiu's bald head, but the corners of his mouth turned up, slowly revealing a trace of cruelty: "Now the old man has taught you a mantra, after you remember it, just recite it silently in your heart, remember not to be mistaken." ”

Zhang Tianjiu opened his eyes curiously: "Senior, don't you want to pass on the gong to me, what is this mantra for?"

Wei Wuya took a long breath, resisted the urge to slap the bald fat man to death with a palm, and said coldly: "When you pass on the exercises, this mantra is used to protect your mind and not be affected by the old man's divine sense and become an idiot, so don't be mistaken, do you understand?"

Zhang Tianjiu hurriedly swore and nodded: "Understood, understood, senior, you can say it, I promise that I will not make a mistake in reciting a word!"

Wei Wuya's eyes closed, as if he was too lazy to look at Zhang Tianjiu, his lips squirmed slightly, and he recited a complicated and jerky formula.

Zhang Tianjiu didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly lowered his head and recited the mantra by drawing a gourd in the same way.

A white spiritual light slowly rose silently from the position of his Heavenly Spirit Cover, wrapping Wei Wuya's right palm on top of Zhang Tianjiu's head.

Now is the time!

Wei Wuya opened his eyes suddenly, and a dazzling light burst from the depths of his pupils.

"Soul Shifting Dafa!"

Rumble!

Wei Wuya's arm shook suddenly, and the wrinkles and furrows on the skin on his face were vertical and horizontal, as if he had aged a few years in an instant, revealing a look of extreme pain.

At the same time, a huge and incomparably large power of divine consciousness poured into Zhang Tianjiu's sea of consciousness in an instant, like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Zhang Tianjiu felt that something was wrong at this time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Senior, you, what are you doing......

He struggled to stand up, but was pressed against the top of his head by the other party's palm, unable to move at all.

"What are you doing, of course it's taking away your stupid boy, hahahaha!"

Wei Wuya raised his head and let out a smug laugh: "You don't really think that there is such a good thing in the world, it is simply stupid to be able to get the inheritance of the old man's thousands of years of cultivation for no reason!"

Zhang Tianjiu's face turned pale, and he didn't know if he was frightened or caused by the impact of Wei Wuya's divine soul, but he still didn't seem to want to believe this cruel fact, and said in a trembling voice: "You, don't you only have half of your remnant soul left, how can you still take it away?"

Wei Wuya laughed: "Of course it is impossible under normal circumstances, do you remember the mantra that the old man taught you just now, as long as you recite the mantra silently, it means that you are taking the initiative to sacrifice your divine consciousness and merge with the old man, and the old man will naturally be able to occupy your body without blowing it away." ”

The huge divine consciousness was still pouring in like a torrent, Zhang Tianjiu gritted his teeth, and his voice trembled: "You old thing, it turns out that you were lying to me from the beginning?"

The black-robed old man continued to maintain the posture of Mount Tai's top, and snorted coldly with disdain on his face: "What if it weren't for the fact that in the past three thousand years, none of these wastes sent by the Heavenly Spirit Sect met the requirements of the old man, and none of them could withstand the impact of the old man's divine soul power, and all of them became walking corpses, how could I look down on you with such an ugly appearance." ”

As he spoke, Wei Wuya's face couldn't help but show a little excitement.

He had been trapped in this dungeon cage for three thousand years, and today he finally waited for the moment when he could see the light of day again, even with the saint realm that he had cultivated for thousands of years, he couldn't help but be excited for a while.

Because of the mutilation of the divine soul, even with the help of the Heart Devouring Mantra, he could only take away the monks of the mage realm at the most, but the disciples who were sent in by the Heavenly Spirit Sect every time before, their physical strength was pitifully weak, and they could not withstand the divine consciousness of a saint at all, even if it was only a part of the remnant soul.

I didn't expect this miracle to finally happen.

This bald mage is not only ridiculously stupid, but also has physical strength that is even more different from ordinary people, it is simply a model tailor-made for the seizure, the only regret is that the appearance is too ugly.

Of course, in Wei Wuya's heart, as long as he could be reborn with the help of this body, these defects were acceptable.

Zhang Tianjiu also seemed to know that he was already a dead end, so he simply let go of his courage, and while breaking out in a cold sweat, he bared his teeth and grinned and scolded: "You old bastard, how dare you say that I am ugly, and I don't pee and look in the mirror by myself, if you have a kind of don't take away Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost!"

Wei Wuya's face turned blue with anger: "When you die, you are still hard-mouthed, and after your divine consciousness is devoured by the old man, you will not exist in this world at all, and you will not even have a chance to be a ghost, the old man will see how long you can support it!"

With a cold snort, Wei Wuya once again accelerated the transfer speed of his divine soul, and his whole person became illusory and blurred.

Zhang Tianjiu seemed to have reached the limit of what he could bear, clenching his teeth and trembling all over, unable to say half a cruel sentence anymore.

Although his body kept writhing, and he was still trying his best to resist, but he was suppressed by Wei Wuya's powerful divine soul power, and his divine consciousness had begun to gradually collapse.

Wei Wuya's eyes froze, and another mantra quickly recited in his mouth, and his body, which had already begun to become illusory, slowly faded even more in the cold cruel laughter, turning into a wisp of green smoke that penetrated from the top of Zhang Tianjiu's head, and melted into his flesh inch by inch.

"Sure enough, it is an excellent body, and the vitality is so vigorous, it is simply the only time that the old man has ever seen it!"

The joyful laughter came out of Zhang Tianjiu's body, which looked particularly weird.

Zhang Tianjiu knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, his eyes were red, and he let out an extremely terrible scream.