In the fifteenth year of Taihe, on an immortal mountain in the southern region of the Dayan Dynasty of the Apocalypse Continent, it was very lively at the moment.

This is the location of the Wuji Sword Sect, and today is the day when the selected immortals accept the inheritance, and Chen Xiaolou, who was brought back by the calligrapher before, is impressively listed.

It's just that he is not very conspicuous, and compared to those high-spirited immortals, he is too ordinary.

But the eyes of the people around him swept over him from time to time, because his details were already known to everyone.

A person with an attributeless spiritual root is not so much an immortal as a waste wood who has walked through the back door.

The immortal disciples who were brought back one after another learned about him directly or indirectly, and at first they were surprised that he was a peerless immortal brought back by the junior uncle Shudao in the sect, but later they knew that he was just a poor person, who had a good spiritual root, but had no attributes, so it was a joke.

"Xiaolou, in fact, you don't use it to inherit the main hall, you just need to go to the library and pick a random book of ordinary exercises, anyway, you have no attribute spiritual root, you can't cultivate advanced exercises, and if you die, you are a qi practitioner, why waste time?"

"Yes, maybe you can cultivate earlier, and you can step into the Qi cultivation realm earlier, although you are not as good as us in the future, but you are always ahead, right?"

"That's right, Xiaolou, don't waste your time here. ”

The beginner immortals who lined up around Chen Xiaolou had nothing to do, and they all made sarcastic and ridiculous words, and they had the right to pass the time.

It's always easy to underestimate a genius, but never to overestimate a fool.

Chen Xiaolou is now a fool in their eyes, a fool who doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, and is completely delusional.

"Have you said enough?"

Chen Xiaolou didn't care about ridicule, but some people couldn't listen to it anymore.

A girl in a long dress walked up to Chen Xiaolou from behind the crowd, "Brother Xiaolou, don't pay attention to them." ”

The girl's name is Yu Wangui, and Chen Xiaolou is a fellow villager, from a mountain village at the northern foot of the Mangnan Mountains, and she is a gentle and kind girl.

Listening to her, Chen Xiaolou couldn't help but ruin his stomach, "I don't plan to pay attention to them at all, okay?"

ridicule, he has heard a lot, he was often ridiculed when he was in Qinghe, and his face has long been as thick as a city wall.

Don't be ashamed, if you do it well, it is called a good psychological quality, your mouth grows on others, you can't listen to it, and you can still sew it for people?

The calligrapher said that the world speaks by strength, if you are strong, no one will dare to talk crookedly to you, but will be crazy to please you.

If you don't have the strength, others will dare to talk crookedly to you, and you have to pretend to be indifferent if you can't listen to it, otherwise, you will be sarcastic or forcibly explained, and it will be yourself who will eventually collapse.

"Brother Xiaolou, believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to get the right inheritance. Yu Wangui comforted.

She knew Chen Xiaolou's situation, but with the nature of a simple girl, she couldn't see a hard-working person being wronged again.

Chen Xiaolou glanced at her and nodded, "I have never thought about this problem, I have a spiritual root, I am qualified to enter the inheritance hall to receive the inheritance, can I succeed, do my best to obey the destiny of heaven, what do they say, what does it have to do with me?"

With Yu Wangui's intervention, the group of people who mocked Chen Xiaolou were much quieter, after all, Yu Wangui was the existence personally named by the master of Yuheng Pavilion, and the chief disciple of Yuheng Pavilion this time, it was not surprising that she was her.

Because her spiritual root attribute is the Xuanyin attribute that is unique in ten thousand, after the inheritance ceremony is over, she will definitely be the focus of the entire sect in the future, and it is very likely that she will become a disciple of the inheritance in the future.

This kind of character can only show goodwill, not make enemies with him, so Yu Wangui is regarded as an object of strength among these immortals.

Innate conditions determine that the future must be a big fist, and a big fist is the last word.

In fact, the seven pavilions of the Sword Sect all have corresponding cultivation techniques and martial arts, and entering the inheritance hall to accept the inheritance of the ancestor is just a ceremony.

According to legend, the ancestor of the Wuji Sword Sect left the supreme inheritance of the Sword Sect in the Inheritance Hall.

In fact, this lineage has never appeared.

The Wuji Sword Sect has been reduced from the Nine-Rank Sect to the Three-Rank Sect, and for thousands of years, this inheritance has never appeared, resulting in many Immortal Sects on the mainland laughing at the Wuji Sword Sect because of this possible inheritance.

There was even a time when they wanted to give up this so-called legacy.

Eventually, because it was a precept left by the patriarch, over the years, this lineage became a ritual.

"Immortals enter the temple and worship the ancestors!"

With a shout, some noisy crowds suddenly quieted down, lined up in a long line, and slowly walked into the inheritance hall.

In the main hall, there is a statue of a long-bearded immortal with a fairy sword on his back, which does not look like a real person but looks like a real person.

Fairy wind bones, peerless dust!

Just this demeanor, you can imagine what a majestic figure the ancestor was back then, and under his leadership, the Wuji Sword Sect was so dazzling.

It was one of the few Nine-Rank Sects on the continent, and it was also the only one that could become a Ten-Rank Sect.

If it weren't for the Ancestor Feathering Ascending Immortal, the Infinite Sword Sect would probably have become a super existence in the continent.

It's a pity that with the ancestor ascending to the sky, the Wuji Sword Sect is not as good as the next generation, and in the end, time has passed, and it has fallen to today's Sanpin Sect, how sad!

The reason for this is that there is a problem with the inheritance of the Infinite Sword Sect.

However, this inheritance has only existed in the ethereal for thousands of years, and no one knows why.

If it weren't for the foundation that the ancestor left behind to protect the mountain gate and protect the mountain gate, I am afraid that the Wuji Sword Sect would have disappeared in the long river of time.

The posture of the ancestor statue is the same as that of the lineage elder checking the attributes of the spiritual root.

With the back of the left hand and the right hand slightly open forward, the disciple who receives the inheritance only needs to place his head on the right hand of the patriarch.

This process is not long, it is just three breaths, and it is just a ritual.

It was Chen Xiaolou's turn, he put his forehead on the palm of the ancestor's hand, and there was no change, when the time of three breaths came, and when he wanted to leave, the change rose sharply.

He couldn't move.

The whole person was in a trance, and when he woke up again, he found himself in a white space.

"My inheritor, you're finally here. An ethereal and soft voice sounded in Chen Xiaolou's ears.

Immediately, he saw an immortal with an immortal wind bone appear in front of him.

"Ancestor, ancestor, ancestor!"

This person is clearly exactly the same as the statue of the ancestor in the inheritance hall, but this is alive.

"Since you can come in here, you are my inheritor, and I am your master. ”

"Master?"

"Where did you come from, kid, so don't know how to be polite?" said Master Zu.

Chen Xiaolou's legs were weak, and he quickly knelt down, "Disciple Chen Xiaolou, meet the master." ”

Shizun smiled and nodded, "Get up, it's not in vain that I have waited for thousands of years, and finally I am waiting for a decent apprentice." ”

Chen Xiaolou stuck out his tongue and said, "Master, but they say that I am a waste of firewood, my spiritual root has no attributes, and if I die, I can only cultivate into a qi practitioner." ”

"Oh, is it?" said the master, "If that's the case, then wouldn't I be a waste of firewood?"

Chen Xiaolou's eyes rolled, and he immediately understood, and said with great joy: "So, Shizun is also a non-attribute spiritual root?"

"Sit down!" the master pointed to the ground, and he sat up cross-legged.

"It's not that your spiritual root has no attributes, but they don't know it, your spiritual root is called the Wuji spiritual root, which can be said to be the best spiritual root in the heavens and ten thousand worlds. Because, all the heavens and all the worlds all started from nothing, and there was nothing to do. As the so-called Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, and two instruments become three talents, which also fits the theory of two in one life, two in three, and three in all things, I, Wang Xuandao, have waited so long for you to come to you, the inheritor, presumably over the years, the Wuji Sword Sect is not as good as the generation, right?"

"Hmm. Chen Xiaolou nodded.

"Hehe, blame me too, but it's okay, everything has ups and downs, how can there be a reason for longevity, fortunately, I didn't wait in vain, okay, having said so much, it's time to pass on the true inheritance of the Wuji Sword Sect to you." ”