Two hundred and fifty-one chapters

The third level is inheritance

After the white-haired old man disappeared, everyone fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

I don't know how long it took, but everyone woke up again, but this time the surrounding environment changed dramatically.

Li Pingfan opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a variety of ancient mirrors and exercise inheritances.

All the people around looked at this ancient practice and ancient scriptures, and their hearts were also ecstatic.

What kind of place is this, how can there be so many ancient scriptures, if I can learn one or two, then I can be proud of the world.

Everyone also nodded, there are too many ancient scriptures and spells here, and everyone has two or three leftovers after learning two or three, so no one will make a big move for this.

This made Li Pingfan fall into deep thought.

If the third level is just so simple, it is simply impossible, the first two levels are all about fighting to the death, why is the third level like this, this is unreasonable, so there is absolutely something wrong with this, Li Pingfan thought secretly.

On the other hand, the rest of the people had already lost their minds with the things in front of them, even the monks of the seventh layer of the Jindan Stage of Strength.

Just as Li Pingfan was thinking, suddenly a voice sounded.

It's been a thousand years, I've been waiting for a thousand years, and this time the monk didn't disappoint me.

Who is it? Who is talking again.

Hahahaha, it doesn't matter who I am.

So what are you here for?

Am I here to help you?

Help us? How can you help?

Hahaha, although there are countless spells and ancient scriptures in front of you, these are all ancient scriptures, and without the guidance and inheritance of the old man, you will not be able to comprehend the mysteries.

Could it be that you were the strongest one a thousand years ago?

The strongest? Hahaha, I didn't expect future generations to call me that, but you can also understand it that way.

Junior, Sword Valley, Kenshin see seniors.

Sword Valley, hahaha I didn't expect it to be a descendant of Sword Valley, I think I also taught your ancestor Jian Chen back then.

Approaching this, all the people visited the shrine one after another, but Li Pingfan stood still and did not move.

It's not because Li Pingfan doesn't pay homage, but he always feels a little weird, this feeling can't be said, anyway, it's a very bad feeling.

Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, hurry up and pay homage, this is the strongest man thousands of years ago.

Hearing this, Li Pingfan was even more convinced of the suspicion in his heart.

Since our predecessors are here to help us, how can they help us practice these techniques and ancient scriptures?

Hahaha, well, don't panic first, do you need some conditions if you want me to teach these?

Oh? What are the conditions, seniors, please speak.

Because my energy is limited, I can only teach one person at most, so you need to have something you can exchange with me, or you can compete with each other, and the last person left can get my inheritance.

As soon as the words fell, Li Pingfan had already understood everything, but he didn't expect to wait here, or not, it also saved himself some trouble.

People who hear this, you look at me, I look at you, there is a fierce light in your eyes, and you feel that you have to fight to the death at any time.

Of course, there is also the exchange of that item.

Senior, I have a rejuvenating fruit here, you see...

Zhuyan fruit, I can't use this thing, I don't need it, I don't need it, is there anything else?

Senior, I have three six-grade elixirs here, you see...

Six-grade elixir? Although the grade is not high, it is good, it is barely possible, and the three elixirs disappeared as he spoke.

Immediately after that, several more people took out all kinds of precious treasures.

Li Pingfan on the side secretly smiled and blossomed, because these things will be his own soon.

On the other side, there are still many people fighting, and there are already a few people who have been beaten and have no power to fight back, so they can only cultivate on the side, and of course there are monks who have been killed.

Seeing more and more things to receive, and fewer and fewer people to fight.

In the end, there was only one person left, and that was the monk of the seventh layer of Jindan.

At this moment, Li Pingfanmeng opened his eyes and looked ahead, only to see that it was still the white-haired old man from before, and the surroundings had been restored to the same, there were no ancient scriptures, and there were no spells.

Hahaha, hahahahaha, you guys are so naïve, good, good, it seems that this time the old man can go out.

Everyone looked at the old man in front of them blankly.

Senior, you, who are you?

Hahahaha, who am I, who am I? You don't ask the damn supreme man, he lied to me at the beginning, saying that he would let me guard the small world for him, so he gave me Tiandao Dan, hahahahaha, a thousand years, a thousand years, Tiandao Dan, bullshit, the old man Mao didn't see it, hahaha, fortunately, there are a group of fools like you, come here, provide a body for the old man, hahahahaha, the old man has to thank you.

As he spoke, he made a gesture to everyone.

Soon all the monks were seriously injured, except for Li Pingfan.

The white-haired old man looked at Li Pingfan and said, Boy, I know that your strength is not weak, and your mental strength is also very strong, and I don't want to be your enemy, so you can leave.

Li Pingfan shook his head and said, I don't want to leave here so quickly.

What, you're going to fight me?

Oh no, how dare I fight with my predecessors, I'm just waiting for something.

Oh? What exactly are you waiting for?

Li Pingfan said with a smile.

Heavenly Dao Dan.