In contrast, Ning Haoyuan was very calm.

The treasures he got by signing in were more precious than these.

What he cares more about is the inheritance left by the Hundred Saints of the Sons.

Soon, he came to the entrance of another side hall, where the words "Inheritance Hall" were written.

He walked in and found hundreds of clusters of light suspended in mid-air.

As soon as he grabbed it, he grabbed the nearest ball of light, and a jade tube appeared in his hand.

He probed with his senses.

Soon a flood of information came to his mind.

It's about how to march and fight, and how to arrange troops.

Although he didn't understand the art of war, he also felt that the things in it were very strange and wonderful.

It can win in a variety of environments, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Obviously, this is the inheritance of the soldiers.

He casually reached out to another cluster of light, and soon new information appeared.

It talks about the rule of law, and the importance of both law and religion.

This is the inheritance of the method.

Although Fazi's body is not here, his inheritance remains.

Next, Ning Haoyuan looked at all the other inheritance jade tubes.

Discovering that the inheritance of the Hundred Saints is here, this is a huge wealth, and in Ning Haoyuan's eyes, it is even more precious than the high-grade immortal weapons.

Whew......

His heart flashed, but he still stepped forward, and with a wave of his robe, countless jade tubes flew up and were collected into the small universe by him.

"Ancestor, come on, I've found something good!"

At this time, Jiang Ling'er's voice suddenly came from outside.

Ning Haoyuan asked and walked out and came to the place where Jiang Ling'er was.

It was a very remote hall, but it had a dragon's nest in a radius of thousands of feet.

There are all kinds of natural treasures in the dragon's nest.

Roar......

The real dragon roared softly, and there was a bit of nervousness.

Because Jiang Ling'er was watching from the sidelines.

"I can't rob you!"

Ning Haoyuan smiled and took out a bright red fruit from the small universe that was as bright as red glass.

This fruit is a kind of immortal fruit he signed in, called Zhu Guo, which has the miraculous effect of purifying the bloodline.

The first time the real dragon saw it, he wanted to devour it.

"How about I exchange this Zhu Guo for your treasure, how about it, it's not a loss, right?"

Ning Haoyuan said.

The true dragon hovered in the air for a moment, a little hesitant.

Roar......

Eventually, it made up its mind and let out a long roar.

In ancient times, all races competed for hegemony, and the desire to become stronger was imprinted in the depths of every life's soul, which was indelible.

No matter how many treasures there are, they can't compare with improving their strength.

"That's good!"

Ning Haoyuan nodded and tossed up the unknown fruit.

The true dragon took a big mouth, and the air roared to swallow the fruit.

Roar......

The true dragon roared suddenly, and a large stream of red blood and qi like flames erupted, like mountains and seas, dyeing the entire sky red.

Roar......

The true dragon's pale golden eyes glanced at Ning Haoyuan and burrowed into the huge dragon's lair.

After a while, he put all the heavenly treasures into a large storage bag and sent them to Ning Haoyuan.

Ning Haoyuan touched the real dragon's head and threw the storage bag to Jiang Ling'er.

Although the things in this are precious, he didn't like them, since Jiang Ling'er likes them, he is an adult.

"Thank you, Ancestor, I know that Ancestor loves me the most." Jiang Linger happily took the storage bag and couldn't put it down.

Call......

Next, in Jiang Ling'er's shocked eyes, Ning Haoyuan took away all the tombs of the sons within a radius of thousands of miles.

Ordinary storage space is only a few hundred square meters at most.

The larger ones are only tens of thousands of square meters.

That big thing like Ning Haoyuan was taken away all at once.

is worthy of the ancestor, it is amazing!

Jiang Ling'er's eyes were full of little stars.

"Let's go."

The tombs of the sons have been obtained, and there is no need to linger further.

Ning Haoyuan took Jiang Ling'er and Mo Qi and began to return to the Cangyu Realm.

……

A place outside the world like a fairyland, where the clouds and mist are shrouded, the sacred peaks are beautiful, the cuiluo is hanging upside down, the divine spring gushes, and the spring water runs along the mountain, which contains an inexplicable divine energy.

The grass and trees here are also extraordinary, with all kinds of spiritual charm that the outside world does not have.

In a valley where the aura is rich and mist, there is an ancient spring with a warm breath, and the aura in the ancient spring is rich and mellow, like an old brew, with a strange fragrance.

The spring water here is a deep milky white color, formed by absorbing the essence of moonlight for tens of thousands of years, and this ancient spring is called Yuehua Spring.

Although Yuehua Spring is said to be a mouthful of spring water, it is dozens of zhang longitudinal and horizontal, like a small lake, and there is a round stone platform that is as wide as a zhang above the center of the spring.

Under the infiltration of the sacred spring, the stone platform also has an inexplicable charm, which is a kind of vitality, an immortal vitality, as if even after thousands of years, this vitality is still the same.

At this time, the moon has been in the middle of the sky, the milky white spring water reflects the transparent moonlight, and the stars in the sky, the moonlight and the starlight in the spring reflect each other, intertwined into a kind of empty divine light, so that people are comfortable physically and mentally, this is also a wonder of Yuehua Spring.

And now, on the stone platform, there is an extra chessboard and three people.

Among these three people, two of them are two young people with handsome faces and extraordinary temperaments, but the eyes of the two of them have vicissitudes that young people say they don't have.

Their eyes are very transparent, they see through the world, they don't get red dust, and they have a unique sense of detachment.

Both of them are hermits in the Valley of the Spirit King, and they have fully realized the existence of reincarnation.

A young man on the left is named Gongsun Yang, who has survived from ancient times to the present day, and has cultivated Hongchen Kendo, I don't know how many reincarnations he has experienced, and his kendo cultivation is already unfathomable.

And another young man named An Rushan, who was also a figure tens of thousands of years ago, he was obsessed with formations, and he had been self-styled here with secret methods, and he devoted himself to studying the formation path until now.

And the third person is a tall and burly man, who is the barbarian emperor of the Heavenly Barbarian Empire.

His physical body can be called perfect, there are no flaws on it, and even on his skin, there is a layer of radiant luster, which looks very powerful.

Over the years, he has cultivated the Barbarian God Nirvana Sutra, but in just a few decades, he has achieved Nirvana seven times in a row, and he has cultivated to the point of entering the Xuan Immortal.

The barbarian god Nine Nirvana became a golden immortal, and now he has seven Nirvana, as long as the eighth Nirvana he can enter the peak of Xuan Xian, if he can nine Nirvana, he can become a golden immortal in one step!

I don't know why, his cultivation of this exercise is really overwhelming, except for the fact that he is now stuck on the threshold of the Seven Nirvana, his previous cultivation was completely achieved overnight, and his cultivation speed is simply unprecedented.

Not only in cultivation, but even in the physical body, with Nirvana, he also had earth-shaking changes, he felt that his physical body was getting closer and closer to the barbarian god, and there was a taste of immortality, immortality, neither emptiness nor destruction.