Stepping into the door, Jiajun subconsciously thought that he would see a magnificent hall, but the scene in front of him made him stunned.

In the suspended palace, it turned out to be a space separated from the outside world. Stepping through the door is like stepping into another world. It's just as vast, with a few stars faintly visible in the dark sky, and the land is barren, the opposite of the vibrant world outside the door.

In the distance, hundreds of spires glowing with golden light caught Jiajun's attention, and these spires were the only buildings in this world. They stood on the barren earth, and an inexplicable and strong aura lingered over them.

"Those spires, could it be that the inheritance is located?" The mana of the whole body could already be called, and Jiajun flashed and flew over.

There are a total of 77 stone round minarets, each with a diameter of nearly 100 zhang, and a height of nearly 1,000 zhang. Jiajun's little man stood in front of these huge spires, looking extraordinarily small.

"It's strange, seventy-seven spires, why do some towers have a strong coercion, while others don't have the slightest breath?" The other nearly half of the tower exudes a majestic atmosphere.

"Whoosh!"

Just when Jiajun was puzzled, a flap flashed, the light dissipated, and an old man and a little boy appeared in front of him.

Hey, who are these people?

Jiajun was dumbfounded for a moment, completely unexpectedly meeting anyone else here. Shouldn't this be a place of inheritance that can only be entered through the guò trial?

The little boy looks about the same age as him, and his appearance is extremely handsome, looking at his gorgeous and delicate dress, he should be the son and young master of a big force.

The old man was mediocre in appearance, but he was very tall and strong, and although he had long white hair, he still looked energetic. After seeing Jiajun, the old man was also stunned, and then put on a deliberately kind smile and walked towards him quickly.

"Little brother. Which family are you a disciple of? We are the children of the Ninth Xuantian Shangguan family. This is Shangguan Fan, the heir of the ninety-second generation patriarch of our clan, who is under the guidance of Lingfu Immortal. This is the first time that our family has obtained the inheritance quota, and it is really fortunate to meet the little brother here!"

As the old man spoke, he quickly glanced at the little boy beside him. The little boy looked at himself suspiciously. After seeing the old man's eyes. He also stepped forward immediately. He bowed his hand to Jiajun and said, "Fortunately, we can meet in the Inheritance Holy Land, it's really fateful." Is my brother also a disciple of the Ninth Xuantian?"

"This ...... I'm not a disciple of the Ninth Xuantian, but I'm here to receive the inheritance. Many thoughts came to Jiajun's mind, how could the Ninth Xuantian, Pure Feather Hall send him to the Ninth Xuantian?

The child in front of him should also be an unenlightened monk, and the cultivation of the old man next to him can't be seen by himself at all, so it is better to be cautious. After a quick thought, Jiajun decided to answer two sentences in an unclear manner.

"When are you going to start?" Changing the subject, dodging a lot of questions, he set his eyes on the top of the spire, looking eager to start.

"Hehe, without further ado, this inheritance depends on the physique, and it won't take long to complete," the old man's eyes lit up for some reason, and the smile on his face added a little more, "The little brother's physique must not be bad, and it will take a long time to accept the inheritance, I won't delay you, let's talk after you come out!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Shangguan Fan again, "There are a total of seventy-seven copies of this feather inheritance, although each one is exactly the same, but the things that different people can obtain are all different. After a while, the inheritance of Fan'er is over, and we will wait here for the little brother to come out, you can communicate with each other, exchange and exchange inheritance experiences, it will definitely be of great benefit!"

"Okay, let's go first!" Jia Jun smiled lightly, but he stood still and didn't move.

"Little brother is polite, there are nearly half of the inheritance towers left to use, so we can choose one at random!" the old man smiled and nodded, turned around and walked towards a spire with a majestic aura with Shangguan Fan.

"Fan'er, this time I met a disciple of the upper realm, our family can have great luck, you have to exchange experiences with him in a while, and make friends with him as much as possible!" As he walked towards the spire, the old man's divine sense blocked his voice and quickly instructed the little boy.

"Elder, how do you know that he is a disciple of the Upper Realm? Also, why do I have to come out before him?" the boy looked a little dissatisfied.

"Silly boy! With such a low-end plane as the Ninth Xuantian, apart from our Shangguan family, who can get the inheritance order?" the old man scolded, "Even we, for this inheritance order, can be said to have poured all the strength of the whole clan! This child came here to receive the inheritance by himself, and he didn't even have an accompanying elder, it could only be the situation that those high-level Xuantian geniuses who had too many inheritance orders would appear! Their high-level Xuantian disciples, each of them was extremely talented, how could you compare! You still want to come out after him, don't be delusional!"

"All right...... "the little boy smirked, "and what should I do?"

"Don't forget your identity, in the future, the Shangguan family will be handed over to you to manage. It is very important for our family to get acquainted with a disciple of this level!Although the high-level Xuantian cultivators disdain to come to the lower realm, they often have power in the low-level plane, so you have to take the opportunity to communicate with him for a while......"

Jiajun watched their every move thoughtfully, and after the old man sent the boy to the bottom of the tower, he asked the boy to put his palms on a strange circular pattern in front of the tower. In the blink of an eye, a spatial force flashed, and the boy disappeared without a trace.

"This is the way to start the inheritance?" Jiajun's heart was bright, and he also walked to the bottom of another spire according to the gourd painting scoop, "What did the hall master do, how could I meet the people of the Ninth Xuantian?"

Taking a deep breath, he also put his palms on the pattern.

The sound of "booming ......" came into Jiajun's mind, and his body was instantly teleported into the tower.

Before he could see his surroundings clearly, he was attracted by a strange sound.

When I first entered, it was pitch black inside, but in the darkness, a strange and wonderful sound sounded.

"Didi...... Buzzing...... "Woo woo ......" a combination of tones, such as insect chirping, like bird song, like waves crashing on the shore, like the early sun melting ice and snow...... These strange and mysterious sounds made him feel extremely comfortable, as if with this hearing, Jiajun could feel a clear and perfect world leaping in front of him. (To be continued......)