The early morning of the Afterlife Sect is not the same as the early morning of the outside world, every time at this time, the black clouds that accumulate in the sky will crack a few cracks, looking up from a distance, it is like a broken porcelain, and the light is sprinkled on the ground through these irregular cracks, although the light is still very dim, but it has a unique flavor.

Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, a flood bell rang in the heavens and the earth, and the sound was thirty-six, and the mountains of Lishan Mountain were all clearly audible.

"It's coming!"

"I, Mo Wuji, have finally waited for this time when I can show my strength! this time, I will definitely defeat the Tianjiao of all sects and become a core disciple in one fell swoop!"

"This is my only chance, if I don't succeed this time, it will be difficult to enter the eyes of the elders in the future..."

The sound of the twilight drum bell was accurately transmitted into the ears of every disciple of the Deceased Sect, and they stopped cultivating one after another, and their eyes opened and closed, blooming with an astonishing color.

After getting dressed up, they walked through their respective caves with solemn expressions, without saying a word, and did not even move their hands when they encountered their former enemies, as if the hatred between the two had never happened.

It has been hundreds of years since the last time the Immortal Sect held a lineage ceremony, and although there are many amazing and brilliant geniuses in the sect, and even have a reputation in the entire immortal cultivation world, it is a pity that they have not become descendants of the disciples.

The reason is very simple, that is, the Afterlife Sect has a set of rules exclusive to them to select their descendants, and the sect masters of the Afterlife Sect do not look at qualifications, do not look at the mind, the only thing they pay attention to is combat power, what is the root of the spirit, what is the innate Dao body, in the eyes of the sect masters of the past dynasties, they are all waste.

They only adhere to this one principle, the temporary Tianjiao is not Tianjiao, only the Tianjiao of the first generation is Tianjiao, the Tianjiao who can't withstand the wind and rain, even if the qualification is good, it can only be regarded as a vase, which looks good, but it is not practical.

Moreover, the rules for selecting heirs are very arduous and bloody, and it is necessary to go through countless unequal battles, and countless monks have fallen in the middle of the road, and basically no one can withstand a group of monks with similar combat strength to him to besiege them.

However, whenever the Afterlife Sect gives birth to a descendant disciple, it also means that under the glorious appearance of the descendant, thousands of human lives are buried, and it is precisely in response to the old saying that one will eventually become ten thousand bones.

So this is also the reason why there are few descendants of the Passing Death Sect, and over time, the descendants of the descendants in the Passing Life Sect have gradually evolved into a name and position.

There is no name, no person.

And the three of Kong, Ye Long and Chen Chu, just because their physique is too rare, so that Kuruo can't help but feel sorry for their talents, plus the newly recruited disciples of the Afterlife Sect With the rise of the other four sects, the quality of these new new blood additions is becoming more and more bad.

Therefore, for the sake of the development of the Afterlife Sect, Kuruo gave the three of them a name of preparing for the inheritance, so that they could grow up quickly with the help of the huge resources of the Afterlife Sect and their own protection.

And Sora did not live up to Kuruo's cultivation and became the first existence in modern times to successfully survive the world-destroying thunderstorm, but who would have thought that the ink evil who was in the ancestral spiritual root would come to him......

However, even if Kong did not encounter the ink evil in the secret realm of ten thousand souls, but with the qualification of the ink evil, he would definitely be sent to the Afterlife Sect by Yun Ziyun, and at that time, there would definitely be a conflict between the empty and the ink evil, and there would never be two tigers on a mountain, so in the end, it could only lead

In between, one will fall and make the other perfect.

The place where the inheritance ceremony is held is in the center of the Deceased Sect, where there is a tablet of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and it is also the place where the inheritance ceremony is held, but because it is not used for a long time and the weather is harsh, the hall is very seriously aged.

However, after Elder Chen and a large number of disciples worked tirelessly day and night, the entire hall suddenly took on a new look.

When Mo Xie and Elder Chen arrived, a considerable number of disciples had already gathered around, but they were not chaotic and noisy, but instead stood on both sides of the road, without any exchange of ears or quarrels, everything seemed extremely solemn and solemn.

This made Mo Xie tense slightly, and there was a sense of tension in his heart that he had never felt before, as if he had never experienced being under the gaze of so many people, and he also suddenly thought of a problem, that is, Elder Chen seemed to have only given him a set of clothes, and he didn't even tell him what he should do at the beginning of the inheritance ceremony.

"Don't be afraid.... It's just a formality, as long as you don't have stage fright and embarrass the sect, everything else will be mine."

Perhaps sensing Mo Xie's nervousness, Elder Chen turned his head slightly and gave Mo Xie a smile wrapped around him.

"Hmm. ”

After seeing Elder Chen's smile, Mo Xie's heart was slightly relieved, he still knew Elder Chen's ability, don't look at his cultivation or not, but his ability to do things is really one of the best, and it always makes people feel at ease at critical moments.

"Ink Evil!"

Suddenly, there was a call from behind the ink evil, and the ink evil followed the voice and looked back, only to see that not far from him, there were many stone tables and stone chairs, on which a lot of precious spirit wine and spirit fruits were placed, and a group of imposing old men were sitting there.

At a glance, Mo Xie knew that these old men were either elders from other sects or elders from the Afterlife Sect, and in the midst of a group of old men and old ladies, there was a person with a beautiful face, waving his hand at Mo Xie from afar.

"Sister Yun!"

Mo Xie screamed in surprise, it had been nearly four months since he left the Silver Moon Tavern, and he hadn't seen him for four months, Yun Ziyun was still the same as before, the angel's appearance matched her devilish figure, which made people cry out and couldn't stand it, still holding the cigarette stick in his hand, and the smoke was steaming up from it, showing luxury and laziness.

However, what really made Mo Xie's eyes shine was the clothes Yun Ziyun was wearing, this time she didn't wear the looming purple tulle, but instead wore a dress similar to the style worn by Mo Xie, although it covered up her graceful figure, but it highlighted the delicacy and whiteness of the skin, which made people involuntarily want to take a bite.

"Why are you here!"

After seeing Yun Ziyun, Mo Xie paused, turned around and walked in the direction of Yun Ziyun.

By Yun Ziyun's side, he also saw a few familiar faces, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was angry or ashamed, Elder Huo, and the junior disciple of the Refining Pavilion who had a relationship with him, as well as Zhou Chong, who was hiding in the corner and pretending not to see him, and a series of core disciples who had contact with him.

"Why can't I be here, although I am the shopkeeper of the Silver Moon Tavern, but don't forget, I am also a disciple of the Afterlife Sect, and my subordinates have become disciples of the lineage, so I can only be present no matter what I say." ”

"And please pay attention to your tone, even if you are a disciple, I am yours

Shopkeeper!"

Yun Ziyun originally looked happy when she saw Mo Xie, but Mo Xie's next words made her smile restrain in an instant, and her tight pretty face was full of playfulness and cuteness, so that Mo Xie's eyes were all the time, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to make two jokes to tease Yun Ziyun.

"Ahem... I'm not surprised..."

Ink Demon pretended to cough twice, trying to dispel the chill in the air.

"Are you so surprised...."Yun Ziyun gave Mo Xie a good-looking look, then took out a rectangular box from the storage ring, handed it to Mo Xie and continued, "Oh, a gift for you." ”

Mo Xie took it, and after seeing that Yun Ziyun did not stop him from opening it, he opened the box in public, revealing a black scabbard with the same shape as Killing, although the scabbard was lying quietly in the box, but there was an extremely unruly aura.

As if all the knives in the world were not qualified to use it.

"Good scabbard!"

Mo Xie took out the scabbard, and suddenly felt an extremely strong struggle force, and wanted to escape from Mo Xie's hands, but how could Mo Xie do what it wanted, and suddenly used strength in his hand, and the power comparable to the peak of a high-grade magic weapon almost subdued this scabbard in an instant.

"Thank you, Sister Yun. ”

The more Mo Xie looked at the scabbard in his hand, the more he liked it, the reason why his killing had not been matched with the scabbard was due to two reasons, one was that Mo Xie wanted to find an opportunity to use the resources of the Afterlife Sect to select some heavenly treasures and refine one by himself, but he had been realizing his own changes during this time, so he didn't have the time or energy.

And in addition to refining it himself, he also thought about finding a top-grade scabbard, but this kind of thing can only be fate, and if the quality is not good, he feels that he is not qualified to become a killing scabbard, and some scabbards whose quality is acceptable, he still wants better.

Therefore, the scabbard of killing has been in a state of searching.

However, the scabbard in front of him, the ink evil hit it at first sight, whether it is the material or the grade, it belongs to the top grade, it is the top thing in the best magic weapon, and the most important thing is that the breath emitted by this scabbard is very similar to killing, although it is not the same material, but it is something that belongs to the Yellow Spring, and to some extent, it can be regarded as the same origin as killing.

As long as the ink evil has enough materials and is looking for a refining master, it is almost certain that this scabbard can be 100% able to become a spiritual weapon.

"What's polite to me, this scabbard was also encountered by me, and I bought it casually. Yun Ziyun saw Mo Xie's satisfied smile, and her beautiful face also smiled, only feeling that her efforts were not in vain.

"It seems that people are beautiful and even God favors me, why don't I have such good luck....."

Mo Xie's tone was full of ridicule, but he knew that although Yun Ziyun said it very easily, as if it was really a chance encounter, but if he wanted to encounter the best magic weapon in the world, it would be like an apple on a plough tree, and the chance was so small that it couldn't be smaller.

Saying this, almost all the disciples who participated in the inheritance ceremony had already arrived, and at the same time, the other sects that watched the ceremony also sat down, and by the afterglow, he saw the trace of Yunmeng, especially when he saw a woman among those few people, his pupils shrank instantly, and the murderous aura leaked out uncontrollably.

"Murong Yurou!"