"Holding the Flying Immortal Sword in your hand, you need to cross the Flying Immortal Tribulation, are you willing to take it?"

"Yes!"

Gong Yuyao didn't think about it, and said subconsciously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 However, as soon as the words were spoken, the next moment, she seemed to realize something.

Who was talking just now?

This empty hall is not to mention a person, not even a shadow of a ghost, but now there are people talking to themselves......

Gong Yuyao shuddered, and suddenly felt cold.

Could it be that there is something strange hidden in the main hall?

"Who's talking?" Gong Yuyao said.

Although her heart was beating at the moment, she struggled for a while, and she couldn't help but ask weakly.

Her voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the hall, constantly echoing in the hall, and the sweet aftermath did not go away for a long time.

And at this moment, the Flying Immortal Sutra suspended in mid-air moved.

Brush!

The Flying Immortal Sutra is like a book in the wind, no one turns it but the pages keep rolling.

What stunned Gong Yuyao was that when the Flying Immortal Sutra was rolling, golden ancient characters burst out from the Flying Immortal Sutra like water droplets bursting from the eaves falling to the ground.

"What's going on?" Gong Yuyao was stunned.

I saw the golden ancient characters falling suddenly, and in Gong Yuyao's stunned mind, one by one they disappeared from her head in an orderly manner.

When Gong Yuyao reacted, she suddenly felt that something was constantly stuffed into her mind, and she couldn't resist it.

With the influx of golden ancient characters, a voice without any emotion sounded from Gong Yuyao's mind. This voice was like the holy voice of the Great Dao, constantly introducing the ancient words that had not entered her mind.

These ancient characters, except for a few ancient books that Gong Yuyao has seen in the ancient books of the Dongfang Pavilion Library Pavilion, and some impressions, none of the others know it, and he has not even seen it.

And when the ancient words and the sound flashed from her mind, the words seemed to be imprinted in her mind, and she could recognize all the words without any mistakes.

No, as more and more ancient characters were memorized in her mind, Gong Yuyao suddenly felt her head heavy.

Slowly, the heaviness turned into pain.

"Ahh

Gong Yuyao screamed in pain, holding her head with both hands as if it was about to explode.

The pain became more and more intense, but the ancient characters falling on the Flying Immortal Sutra showed no sign of ending at all.

Feeling her pain, the jade pendant in her hand once again emitted a faint turquoise glow, covering her.

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion in Lingxu City, Zhao Bodhi saw that the ghostly light emanating from Gong Yuyao's body suspended in mid-air was getting stronger and stronger, and his heart couldn't help but raise his throat.

"Miss, hold on!"

Zhao Bodhi knew that at this moment, Gong Yuyao had reached the most critical moment of inheritance, as long as he persevered, no matter what kind of inheritance he obtained, if nothing else, at least he would definitely get twice the result with half the effort when he cultivated.

The eldest lady's cultivation talent can only barely reach the lower grade, and she cultivates ordinary exercises, and she can't see any results without four or five years of forgetting to sleep and eat.

For the eldest lady who often gives up halfway, let alone four or five years, even if she hasn't seen results for three or five months, I'm afraid she will give up without saying a word.

According to Zhao Bodhi's speculation, seventy or eighty percent of the inheritance of the Flying Immortal Sword is exercises or swordsmanship, and it is very likely to be the kind that is rare in the world.

Both of these things have absolute benefits for the eldest lady's cultivation.

However, everything will not make sense until the eldest lady passes the inheritance of the Flying Immortal Sword.

Zhao Bodhi exhaled lightly, his eyes looked at Gong Yuyao who was suspended in mid-air and covered with a faint glow, and his heart ached, but this was not something he could control.

He glanced back at the outside of the main hall, and it was already completely dark.

The beige moon wheel hung round on the ruins outside the main hall, and the moonlight was like practice, gently sprinkled on the ground of the main hall from the bronze gate.

The whole world is empty and quiet.

It's been an hour since the eldest lady went to pull out the Flying Fairy Sword, right?

Zhao Bodhi calculated slightly, but the inheritance is not in a hurry, if the time is short, it only takes a few sticks of incense to get it, and if the time is long, it has to be counted in years.

"Yah

Outside the main hall, several crows suddenly sounded.

Zhao Bodhi secretly said that it was not good, he actually forgot about the crow.

There was no living thing in the entire Lingxu City, except for the crow that I had seen from the dead vines and old trees on the long street before, which was very strange. But what made Zhao Bodhi most strange was not this, but that he hit the crow with a blow of seven or eight points of strength, and the crow didn't have anything except a few feathers.

You know, if his blow hits a tree, it will be enough to break the trunk of a tree the size of the bowl.

Zhao Bodhi followed the sound and looked outside the main hall, only to see a group of crows flying densely in the direction of the main hall above the moon ring.

And at the top of the crow, a black figure stood in the air, holding a silver scythe, a black cloak hunting, two glowing eyes, staring at the City Lord's Mansion without blinking.

Because of his back to the moon wheel, he couldn't see his face under the darkness clearly, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

From a distance, the black shadow looks like a ghost driving a flock of crows, strange and terrifying.

Damn it!

Zhao Bodhi came to the bronze gate of the main hall with an arrow step, and wanted to close the bronze gate.

"Boy, it's too late!" a grim voice came from the mouth of the black shadow, resounding through the empty and quiet Lingxu City, "Xiao Hei, kill her." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow slipped through the crack in the door like a ghost, and pounced on Gong Yuyao who was floating in mid-air with teeth and claws.

"Ah......h

Zhao Bodhi roared angrily, gave up closing the door, kicked hard under his feet, and the whole person jumped up, trying to reach out and grab the black shadow's cloak.

At the same time as the figure jumped, the empty hand had an extra dagger at some point.

The black shadow obviously didn't expect that Zhao Bodhi, who was as humble as an ant in its eyes, would be so fast, and he would catch up with him in just the blink of an eye, and he wanted to grab his cloak.

If it dodged immediately, it would definitely be able to dodge Zhao Bodhi's blow.

But it has been waiting here for almost a thousand years, if it hadn't been for the fact that it had obtained an ancient secret technique in the early years, and cultivated to be able to survive with its soul for a thousand years, it would have entered the loess early, but this state is alive, and it also has a life limit, if it doesn't find a body to take away, it will soon die.

And at this moment, Gong Yuyao is accepting the critical moment of inheritance, and it is the best time to take it. Its soul is already very weak, and if it misses this opportunity, it will probably never have it again.

In its original soul state, it was not afraid of Zhao Bodhi's attack, even if Zhao Bodhi pulled the cloak, the cloak would pass through it and would not trip it.

What made it jealous was the dagger in Zhao Bodhi's hand.

"How can this unattractive kid have a dagger that can make him feel threatened from a distance?"