"What did you just say?"

The old man couldn't believe his ears, and asked Fengchen again in a surprised tone.

"Can I not accept the inheritance!"

Fengchen looked at the old man's disbelieving expression and repeated his previous answer.

"You really don't want to accept my lord's inheritance?

Hearing Fengchen's response again, the old man finally believed in the fact that Fengchen refused, and couldn't help but persuade.

"Think it through. Fengchen said bluntly

Seeing the old man persuading himself, he was also relieved in his heart, after all, the inheritance of the creator is not a matter of whether he accepts it alone, refusal may violate the dignity of the creator, he must be very careful to pay attention to his words, in case he can't refuse, there is also a room for tactfulness, but now it seems that the old man is only persuading himself and not forcing himself, which shows that the inheritance of the creator is not hard.

Seeing Fengchen's resolute attitude, the old man sighed, thinking that he had waited for tens of thousands of years to finally come to a trialist who met the inheritance conditions, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to choose to give up, and couldn't help but have some questions, "Can you tell me the reason why you chose this way?"

Hearing this, Fengchen pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said calmly to the old man, "Actually, there is no reason, I just feel that I am really not suitable for managing Shijie." ”

"To be honest, I don't like the feeling of knowing and controlling everything, it will make me feel lost about the future, I think life is the most exciting thing to experience by myself, I always feel very empty when I stand on a high place and look down on everything without myself. Fengchen said as he thought

The old man looked at Fengchen, and his original surprise gradually evolved into a smile, thinking in his heart that this is the meaning of his former self to create this shijie!

Once upon a time, did I ever think that in that dead space back then, people with the same thoughts would be born with the same thoughts?

Thinking like this, the old man nodded slightly at Fengchen, then slowly turned around and said, "Little Fengchen, since your idea has been so clear, I will no longer force you to inherit my lord's inheritance, I just hope that you will not regret today's choice in the future." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Fengchen to speak, the old man reached out and began to look for something under the tree again, but in fact, there was still one sentence in his heart that he didn't say, that is, compared to regret, I hope you will be proud of today's choice in the future!

Fengchen naturally didn't know what the old man thought, and after saying the reason for refusing to inherit it, he stood behind the old man with nothing to do, waiting for the old man to take out something from under the tree.

He was faintly expecting in his heart, because he knew that the old man must be holding a mysterious gift for himself.

Although Fengchen rejected the inheritance of the creator, he was able to obtain two treasures, which were enough to obtain the mysterious gift of the old man, that is, the reward of the trial of the fourth domain.

After waiting for a while, the old man finally turned around again, facing Fengchen, revealing a snicker that did not match his age, looking at Fengchen for a while, but before he could ask, the old man stretched out his empty palm and said, "Although you did not accept the inheritance of my lord, you also gathered the two treasures needed for the trial of the fourth domain, and I have a good impression of your kid, so I will give you another heavy gift!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man's palm suddenly imprinted on Fengchen's chest, Fengchen was stunned at first, and then a warm current from the old man's palm suddenly rushed into his body.

Feng Chen was startled, and hurriedly sensed the changes inside his body, but that breath didn't seem to act in his body, and the palm print of a white mangmang from the old man's hand was directly reflected in the depths of his consciousness.

The palm print contains an amazing liliang, and you can feel that there are incomparably thick spiritual powers around it that are lingering with each other, but there is no trace of destructive power, and wherever it passes, Fengchen can feel that the breath is more refined.

As the palm print continued to go deeper, he finally came to the deepest part of Fengchen's consciousness, and a scorching breath greeted him, which was the liliang of Fengchen Lingmiao.

But the palm print still didn't seem to have the slightest intention of stopping, and in the face of Hongyan's resistance, he trembled slightly, and then continued to press towards the spirit seedling without stopping.

Rumble!

After all, the power of the spirit seedling was difficult to resist the mysterious palm print, and in direct contact, the palm print actually covered the whole Ling Miao, at this time, the spirit seedling trembled heavily, as if it had suffered a huge blow, and split into four or five small flames, Fengchen's whole body was like a lightning strike, and his body was difficult to stand firm for a while, and he fell to the ground and began to vomit blood.

The palm print was approaching step by step, and the flame was constantly pressed into a small size, just when the spirit seedling was about to be annihilated by the palm print, a lightsaber suddenly appeared in Fengchen's consciousness, and the palm print trembled lightly at the same time, as if he had found a new opponent, and he actually abandoned the flame and hit the lightsaber.

Bang!

The lightsaber and the palm print collided violently, and there were unimaginable impact fluctuations, causing Fengchen's whole body to make a rattling sound, and what was even worse was that this sound did not come from Fengchen's external appearance, nor from his internal bones and internal organs, but directly shook his soul.

Fengchen's whole body was in pain, but he didn't know how to adjust it, this was the pain from his soul, and he had a feeling that he couldn't use it.

"What a strong spirit seed!No, it should be said that it is such an amazing soul endurance!. The old man stood beside Fengchen, staring at Fengchen who was lying half-dead on the ground, and muttered.

He knew very well how heavy this mysterious gift to Fengchen was! Even the two geniuses before him had obtained far less than this.

This mysterious palm print is a trace of the power of the origin from his own body!

Of course, it has been refined and extracted, and it has no offensive nature, even for mortals.

This palm print, or this trace of origin power, is equivalent to a huge spiritual treasure trove, containing amazing spiritual power and a complete spiritual path inscription from the creator.

Although there was only a trace of it, it was enough to compete with all the spiritual paths of any peak master in the Inner Spirit Realm.

But it is such a shocking liliang, the old man originally wanted to leave it for Fengchen to slowly comprehend after his strength became stronger, but looking at his current situation, this is simply a plan to eat up the power of the origin in one go.

Using the spirit seedlings of the fifth order of the Spirit Condensing Realm to consume enough spiritual energy to make the Inner Spirit Realm cultivator ascend to the first order is terrifying enough, besides, Fengchen's spirit seedlings even want to absorb the spirit path marks of the palm print, that is the primary spirit seedlings of the fifth order of the Spirit Condensation, and the appetite is too big!

Moreover, it is no longer only a matter of the spirit seedlings to bear such a strong spiritual path mark, Fengchen's soul bearing ability can be strong enough to contain a trace of the origin power of the Creator Lord, which is an incredible thing.

"Monsters!"

After a long time, the old man watched Fengchen's signs improve, knowing that he was afraid that he had really absorbed the palm print in one go, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I didn't break through, but Lingmiao ......"

Fengchen woke up, and found that his cultivation had not advanced in the slightest, and there was a trace of loss in his heart, but what brought more to this was puzzlement, he frowned and looked at his current physical condition, his right hand shook slightly, and a hot spiritual power appeared in his hand, but at this time, the color of spiritual power was no longer the ordinary fire red, but changed to a slightly low-key orange.