The young man lowered his eyes, a little lonely, Chu's family taught him very well, it was he... Forgot.

Seeing that Chu Yanshu's aura was not quite right, Sang Luo was afraid that what he said would be too much to attract his hatred, so he changed the conversation very well and coughed,

"I don't blame you, it's the words and truths of this cultivation realm that are different from each other, so that people can't tell right from wrong, you are still young, and you will slowly realize it in the future."

The trace of sadness that Chu Yanshu had just raised was swept away by Sang Luo's words in an instant, he turned his head to look at her, pouted, and said as if she was old.

Not to mention the years he experienced in his previous life, even according to the years of his voice in this life, she is a few months younger than him.

Sang Luo put the tea leaves into the Qiankun bag, collected some more medicinal materials according to the list on the scroll, and left with steps.

Chu Yanshu also took some medicinal materials and put them in his Qiankun bag, although he was rotten, he was not stupid, he still wanted good things.

The two walked through the medicine field and entered a stone cave again.

There are three doors in the cave, the one on the left says life, the one on the right says death, and the third door says nothing.

Between life and death, what is it?

Chu Yanshu didn't think twice and pushed open the middle door.

This was the first time he took the initiative to move forward, but watching him go to accept the inheritance, Sang Luo didn't star, helped him close the door, and then pushed it open and entered the life gate himself.

Wearing books so far, it is not easy to survive, she naturally wants to live well.

Pushing open the living door, there was an immortal phantom sitting on the stone platform in front of him.

In the original work, Chu Yanshu entered the door of death, took the fruit of the predecessor's killing, and entered the Asura Dao.

Because he took the cannon fodder book at the beginning, Sang Luo didn't read much of the original book, but he only knew that this immortal came from the Cangwu Upper Realm, died to protect the human race, and his body fell to Yun Yao and turned into a secret mansion.

Three inheritances, after the door of death is endless killing, and the company of evil spirits.

What about after the birth gate?

The old man on the stone platform slowly opened his eyes, looked at Sang Luo, and spoke,

"You came up with the Formation-Breaking Sword just now?"

Sang Luo bowed his hand,

"Yes, please forgive the juniors for their faux pas."

The immortal smiled,

"A hundred years ago, there was also a person who used such a formation-breaking sword to enter my immortal mound."

"I want him to accept my inheritance and ascend to the upper realm, but he refuses."

"What you use today is his formation."

Sang Luo was slightly stunned when he heard this, this broken formation sword,

"Is it my uncle?"

A hundred years ago, Uncle Changluo had also entered the realm of transforming gods, if so, why did he refuse to fly to the upper realm?

Is it not at ease that Xuanyuan Sect is not at ease? Or is it something else?

In fact, Uncle Changluo was very talented, but he never seemed willing to work hard to cultivate.

Especially after breaking through the gods, he never took half a step forward.

The immortal was stunned when he heard this,

"I thought it was your master, and yes, he's Fu Xiu."

Sang Luo was silent, but the immortal laughed,

"But none of that matters."

Sang Luo raised his head, with puzzlement in his eyes.

What does it mean?

"I fell here 100,000 years ago, and your uncle didn't want to accept the inheritance because I still had time to wait."

The immortal looked at her, and a golden light began to appear in his hand, and Sang Luo's eyes shrank, this is... Inheritance?

"But not now, the power of my divine soul is about to be annihilated, this inheritance, whether you want it or not, you must accept it."

As he spoke, he was about to gather the power of inheritance and hit Sang Luo's head.

"Eh, senior, senior, etc!"

Sang Luo's eyes widened, and he hurriedly stopped,

"I'm willing to accept the inheritance, senior, you wait first, I still have something to do with you!"