Looking at this portrait, unconsciously, a burst of mysterious voices sounded in my ears again, extremely hazy, I don't know where it started, and I don't know what it was saying.

But there was a great mystery that soothed the depths of his soul, as if those emotions, karma, and all that kind of thing were suppressed.

Suddenly, Xiaoyao felt that his divine consciousness had been improved, his eyes looked around, his ears listened to all directions, everything was clear, and his soul seemed to be guided by the mysterious voice, which seemed to have strengthened a lot.

Strictly speaking, as a monk in the Divine Treasure Realm, his soul is very weak, and he has not condensed the Immortal Wheel, let alone cultivating his divine sense. But at this time, Xiaoyao felt that his soul had been sublimated, and it was just a sound!

The sound is still continuing, subtle, quiet, and far-reaching, which is undoubtedly a great immortal fate.

"What is that sound?"

Suddenly, the voice suddenly condensed, as if it came down from the nine heavens, lingering in my heart, and the wonderful truth of the divine sound suddenly penetrated at this moment, as if the gods were singing, passing through time and space, as if in a different world, that kind of qi was indescribable.

Then, the portrait burst into a sky-high light, setting off the hut like a miracle, and every place was full of mystery.

Startled, he fixed his eyes on the portrait, his head was dizzy, the scene in front of him was changing, turning into a whirlpool, and his body was moving uncontrollably.

He wasn't panicking, this wasn't the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, most of them were guided to take him to some kind of space.

Sure enough, after a while, the surrounding scene changed, this endless starry sky, without any scenery, this space seemed to be a little strange.

Instead of worrying Xiaoyao, the sudden change was ecstatic, with a sense of anticipation, pulled here, what would happen next?

Ahead, the sky is full of light and shadow suddenly condensed, intertwining the charm of the avenue, there is an unimaginable qi machine is rising and falling, is slowly revealing its true face, it is a human shape!

"The person in the portrait, Yuan Zun!" After seeing it clearly, he was shocked!

The thousands of lights and shadows condensed into a majestic figure, which was the person in the painting, Yuan Zun. He stood in front of Xiaoyao, although it was just a soul mark, but it gave people a feeling of abyss, which was unimaginable.

The Yuanzun Phantom almost incarnated into the Heavenly Dao, rising and falling in this starry sky, as if he was the master of heaven and earth, and all things were in his control, which was a great qi.

The light and shadow were completely condensed, Yuan Zun's eyes opened and closed, staring at Xiaoyao like a torch, Xiaoyao retreated again and again, his face was pale, and he couldn't bear the phantom eyes.

"Senior...", he gave his hand freely.

"The big dream is eternal, and after all, the living beings have come. ”

The voice seemed to cross time and space, full of vicissitudes, but it had a majesty, such a person, every word was a decree, and it could be suppressed for nine days.

"Senior, it was the predecessor of Xiandie who asked me to come, saying that it was to take the inheritance of Yuanzun..."

"Fairy butterfly, my real body has already been seated, and after all these years, she may not be in the world. Yuan Zun Phantom said softly, full of infinite sadness.

This is just a wisp of his soul, left in this delusional dwelling, waiting for someone destined to come.

Suddenly, Xiaoyao had an intention, and the dry bones in the spirit bag were shaking, which was incredible, as if they were about to rush out.

Raising his hand, he hurriedly took out the dry bones in the spirit bag, and the dry bones flowed with a little bit of brilliance, and they flew straight to the side of the Yuanzun Phantom.

Although the phantom of Yuanzun is a phantom, but its true appearance is the same, the heroic face is a little sad at the moment, he stretched out his palm to take the dry bone, and gently stroked it.

Under the palm of his hand, the dry bones no longer swayed, as if they were quiet.

He muttered, "Fairy Butterfly, I didn't come back after all, and it was all my fault for letting you go through thousands of years of loneliness alone in this virtual world." ”

Xiaoyao was stunned when she heard this, and the fairy butterfly turned into dry bones and still wanted to follow in the footsteps of Yuanzun, but she didn't expect to see a wisp of phantom here, or so, it could be regarded as fulfilling her wish.

But the red face is dry, what is the use of saying more, he is very puzzled why he wants to leave the fairy butterfly alone here to endure the waste of thousands of years, it is better to go out of the void together, what about dying in battle?

Of course, Xiaoyao didn't dare to show that it was not, this is a god!

When the Yuanzun Phantom looked up at him again, he lost that breathtaking aura, just like an ordinary man, out of the dust.

"I don't know if it's the good vision of the fairy butterfly, or my luck, I can get a good heir after the ages, young man, what's your name?"

"Back to the seniors, the kid's name is Xu Xiaoyao. "It's good to be called good by the dignified gods, and Xiaoyao is very happy in his heart, but he doesn't show it on his face, and he doesn't seem to be surprised.

"Good name, Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao. ”

"This world is the most difficult to follow, can do what you want, there are very few people who are transcendent, I hope your life is like your name, free Lang. ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyao suddenly had a sense of uncertainty, as if this sentence contained a great truth.

"Thank you for your teaching!"

The Yuanzun phantom stood in the starry sky, and suddenly stared at Xiaoyao and said, "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, and was accepted as an apprentice by the gods, how many people in this world can be? This is simply a great immortal fate.

Just when he was in ecstasy, the voice of the sword spirit suddenly sounded, a little childish.

"Master, you are the descendant of the old master's Asura God of War, how can you worship others as teachers? This god is very extraordinary, but it is definitely not comparable to the divine power of the old master, and when your strength is improved in the future, you can open the inheritance left by the old master!"

"The inheritance of this god, don't do it!"

Xiaoyao's face stiffened when he heard this, the memory of this sword spirit was gone, and he still maintained the old master Asura God of War like this, which was also touching.

Yuanzun Phantom frowned and said, "Why, don't you want to? Do you know who I am?"

smiled sheepishly, his eyes rolled, and then he said to the sword spirit in his heart: "Sword spirit, let's learn from the teacher, naturally we must be proficient in the hundred schools, and then integrate together, so that we can reach the peak!"

"Hehe, the Asura God of War is naturally my master, but if I worship a second master, I guess his old man won't blame me, if I can't grow up as soon as possible, I'm afraid my master doesn't want to see it!"

"Besides, I, Xu Xiaoyao, have been recognized by the God of War and the Killing Sword, how can I be a person who forgets my roots, right?"

He was directly stunned by a series of words, and the childish voice was a little unstable, and said: "The second master is still okay, this Yuan Zun is also a character, but it will not lower the identity of the old master..."

Xiaoyao was ecstatic in his heart, he was really afraid that this sword spirit was an old stubborn, and at the same time he listened to the words of the sword spirit in a cold sweat, and it was estimated that only the sword spirit of the Asura Divine Sword said this...

"Who are you talking to?" said Yuan Zun.

Xiaoyao was startled coldly, and then said, "Hehe, can you see it?"

After speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth, this is too stupid to ask, this Yuan Zun is a god, even if it is a phantom, it is not something that a small character like himself can hide.

"If I want to spy on you, you won't have any secrets left. ”

"My mark won't last long, come on, are you willing to be my Yuanzun's apprentice?"

Xiaoyao bowed deeply, ": Meet the master." ”

"Haha, I didn't expect my Yuanzun to receive a satisfactory heir after endless years!"

"Soul Clan, it's really better to be a human being than heaven, you didn't let me break the inheritance after all, one day what I haven't done, my apprentices will complete it, and you will always be losers. ”

The Yuanzun Phantom looked a little excited, and every word made the starry sky vibrate, with a terrifying momentum.

Xiaoyao looked at Yuanzun quietly, the soul clan should be one of Yuanzun's enemies, and he had heard some past events in the mouth of Xiandie.

Yuan Zun suddenly looked at Xiaoyao, his heroic face was full of a trace of love for his juniors, and he said: "Immortal Butterfly has a pair of heaven and earth gods, and has seen your soul without dirt and dust, and also knows your character and potential, so I entrusted the token to you!"

"Her vision is not wrong, your physical body is indeed rare in ancient times, your blood is like a rainbow, your body is better than immortals, and your soul is unclean, this can be regarded as unprecedented, and it can completely carry my Tao and Law. ”

Xiaoyao revealed a sudden color, it turned out that a wisp of the fairy butterfly's obsession had already seen through everything, and it was really a prehistoric figure, not a follower of the gods...

The Yuanzun Phantom suddenly poked out a finger and pointed at Xiaoyao.

"Apprentice, take me on. ”

As soon as it was pointed out, the starry sky was roaring, chaotic, and countless galaxies were flowing backwards, which was terrifying, and this was the power of the gods!

There was a flash of divine light in his fingers, and strings of mysterious scriptures were intertwined, turning into a sky full of stars, and flying straight into the pupils of Yaoyao.

In his pupils, countless scriptures were reflected, mysterious and mysterious, setting him off incomparably dusty, like a king in ancient times.

Those scriptures all recorded what Yuan Zun had learned in his life, and he was imprinted into the shadows, waiting for endless years, and it was not until today that he passed it on to Xiaoyao. This kind of inheritance is truly unparalleled in the world, passed down by a great god, and that comparable to the family of saints seems to be a joke!

"Disciple, this is the Divine Soul Sutra, the supreme scripture, intertwined with the Tao and the Law of my life, not to mention the world's most famous and not much worse, I hope you can reproduce its legend!"

"But remember, you must be careful of the group of miscellaneous people of the Soul Clan, let them know that you are my heir, and most likely will not let you grow up!"

"It's a pity that I have passed away, this is just a wisp of imprint, it is impossible to accompany you for a long time, otherwise the gods and Buddhas of the heavens will not be able to deceive you, and you will have to walk by yourself in the future. ”

"If one day, you can reach my height and be invincible in the world, you will go to the Soul Mountain for your teacher and once again cross their ancestral soul land!"

Yuan Zun is full of spirit, his heroic posture seems to be able to carry the heavens, he is very proud between his words, this is the Tao and law of his life, and now there are heirs!