In the midst of the white mist, Lin Yang's consciousness walked through this void space without a trace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He has lost track of time, of his own thoughts.

He felt that it had been a long, long time, so long that he had forgotten his own life.

Now he has only one purpose, which is to keep moving towards the ball of light that is always glowing.

But for some reason, he chased the light group, like a father chasing the sun, no matter how he chased it, he couldn't get close, as if there was a distance across time and space between them, which made people excited, and attracted him to keep chasing the footsteps he left behind.

It had been so long that he had forgotten to do anything about the group of light that he had never been able to trace.

I don't know if it was because of instinct, or because of the long search, his consciousness seems to think that existence exists because of the pursuit of this light.

The cycle goes on and on, and on the road of pursuit, he is the only one, and he can't sense the existence of others.

I don't know how long it has been, it may be thousands of years, it may be tens of thousands of years.

The footsteps of the light group were suddenly full.

As Lin Yang's consciousness, he actually felt as if he had forgotten what seemed to be the most important thing to him.

He pondered, groaned, searched in his mind and memory, but no matter how much he searched, the answer at the end seemed to be covered by the curtain of night, and he had no way to find it, and he had no way to start it.

Suddenly, his lips moved slightly, he opened his mouth faintly, his voice was like an old fallen leaf shuttling through time and space, and he said hoarsely: "I... Who is it, why is this place, where is this place..."

He lowered his head and muttered to himself, and after a while, he raised his head slightly, looked at the ball of light that attracted him to the end, and fell into doubt.

"No... My name is Lin Yang, Lin Yang... I'm here to pass on, Genzun's... Legacy..."

Suddenly, Lin Yang's eyes opened and closed, and a bright color filled them.

In a cloudy consciousness, countless memories suddenly frantically poured in.

Family, loved ones, lovers, all kinds of things along the way, all like drunk spirits, poured into his abdomen, making his body, mind and soul tremble uncontrollably.

The light in his eyes grew more and more moony, so that at last there was not even a single inch of silver-white light at the end of his gaze.

The gray void around him was even brighter because of the brightness in his eyes, and it was radiant in an instant.

A ray of light was like a light coming from the sky, passing through countless spaces, heading straight to the end of Hongmeng's darkness, the figure sitting cross-legged in the void.

The speed of this light is so fast that it is impossible to describe it in words.

At the moment of the appearance of this light, like the glory of the world, it suddenly ran down from the top of the head of the white-headed young man who was sitting cross-legged, boiling violently, like the angry waves of the river and the sea, and suddenly overflowed from the person's body and rushed in all directions.

The gray and hazy mist shrouded in the void was blown away under this churning breath.

Lin Yang sat cross-legged, and at this moment, he suddenly stood up.

The consciousness that had been wandering for many years also merged with him in an instant, and a black whirlpool, silently, appeared behind him.

The whirlpool was in the middle, but a rainbow appeared as it swirled, staining the entire outline.

With each breath he breathed, the speed of the vortex behind him continued to increase, the faster it was, the bigger the vortex, the bigger the vortex, and the entire void gradually showed signs of collapse.

At this moment, a huge hand suddenly stretched out from the whirlpool.

The moment the giant hand appeared, he grabbed Lin Yang's body and pulled it hard, Lin Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, was instantly pulled into the whirlpool, and the dark time changed the moment he was pulled into the whirlpool by the giant beast.

When he opened his eyes, he was drowning in a big breath, his pale face was full of panic, at this moment he was lying in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, birds singing and flowers, surrounded by green lawns, penetrated by a ray of light, obliquely shrouded in a flower bud that had just raised its head.

Here, time seems to be accelerating, the flower buds all over the ground continue to grow, and in dozens of breaths, they grow from a bud to a brightly colored flower pill with stamens, a faint smell of grass, and the fragrance of flowers, which makes Lin Yang shocked, and he sat up in shock.

Directly in front of him, there was a large hall, surrounded by clouds and mist, backed by a seven-colored circle of light.

Countless monks flying on various magic weapons are constantly shuttling under this beautiful sky.

He involuntarily stood up, stepped in, and the person instantly left the space full of flowers.

Vacated and stopped in the world of countless monks, and at the same time, the space he stepped out of also disappeared behind him at this moment.

Regarding Lin Yang's appearance and the vision behind Lin Yang, no one in this heaven and earth monk seemed to notice it, and it didn't seem to be seen at all, they flew out of the mountain by themselves, or came in from outside the mountain.

At this moment, a strange feeling made Lin Yang's expression change suddenly.

I saw a light suddenly appear in the middle of his chest, a feeling as if the blood had been pulled out of it, and at the same time as it appeared, a figure actually passed through him from behind him.

His chest straightened involuntarily, and when the hole in his chest healed again, the monk who had pierced him and flew into the distance disappeared at this moment.

Lin Yang's heart moved slightly, and when he stepped out, the sky under his feet suddenly appeared with a shocking and distorted fluctuation.

This fluctuation spread, and the time in his eyes suddenly changed, and he actually appeared in a large hall full of jade books.

On the rows of three-zhang bookshelves with no end in sight, colorful jade slips are neatly arranged.

Around the jade slip, the streamer turned and repulsed, and a faint semi-circular blue light curtain dragged the jade slip, drifting up and down slightly.

Lin Yang took a deep breath, stretched out his hands, grabbed them in front of him, and when he turned over his hand, a piece of jade slip suddenly lay in the palm of his hand.

It was only at this time that Lin Yang realized in a trance that he should be recognized and come to the place where Yunzun inherited.

Here, there are countless supernatural exercises and perceptions that Yunzun has cultivated so far, and has even accumulated countless supernatural skills and perceptions, and when his divine consciousness overflowed, he wanted to step into the jade slip in his palm, but he was directly bounced back by a strong resistance energy.

Surprised, he couldn't help but look left and right, and once again exuded his divine sense and attached himself to the jade slip, wanting to explore the contents of the jade slip, but he was still rebounded by the strong sense of resistance.

After groaning for a while, he couldn't help but let go of his palm, let the jade slip float back to its original position, and then grabbed the void, got a piece of jade slip again, and began to exude his divine sense, and probed again.

Without any accidents, the jade slip in his palm was still bounced back at the moment when his divine sense probed.

Surprise turned into shock, Lin Yang began to continuously recruit Yu Jian to investigate, but the result was still the same as before, and they were all bounced back.

Not knowing what he meant, he began to look down and think.

He didn't believe that since he had been recognized by Yunzun and came to this land of inheritance, he couldn't comprehend the inheritance, because he was afraid that some things had not been thought through clearly, or his idea from the beginning was wrong.

There are countless jade Janes here, and the number is even greater, not to mention comprehending the mystery, even if it is used to see, it will take decades to do it, if it is cultivated, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop it for hundreds of years.

In the entire inheritance space, twenty years have passed, from hundreds of thousands of monks at the beginning to tens of thousands of monks left in the end, all of which show that there are fewer places to obtain inheritance, less competition, and more opportunities for surviving monks to comprehend the inheritance.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not, you must know that in the inheritance space, I don't know that the monks can comprehend that those hundreds of millions of primitive residents, under the recognition, can also get the inheritance of Yunzun, and Lin Yang has the mentality that he can choose at will after getting any here, which leads to a futile return, and any jade slip is bounced back, just this one thing can show that the jade slip is not their choice, and the inheritance does not come by preference, but the inheritance chooses them, not what kind of inheritance they choose.

Those jade slips that rebounded Lin Yang are good and bad, and even useless jade slips, if each person only has one chance to choose by themselves, then it can't be said, everyone will choose jade slips powerful, but now it's different, if you want to get the inheritance, you can only let the inheritance choose you.

"But if you think about it this way, how can you let the inheritance choose itself?"

Lin Yang took a deep breath and couldn't help but look around, looking helpless, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"In that case, let's try this method..."

Exhaled, Lin Yang immediately sat cross-legged, and the moment his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but move.

"I, Lin Yang, cultivated the Tao, only seeking a clear conscience, no guilt, no obsession, no shame on my path, not seeking to enjoy the end of the sky, not seeking to cover the sky with one hand, but asking me to cultivate the way, see through the beginning, see the truth and reality, since Yun Zun does not let me choose, then I can only ask for a spell to break the magic power of life and death, and to be worthy of others...."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yang opened his eyes and looked intently around the extremely quiet hall.

Just when he thought that this begging, this truthfulness would weigh the sea and not cause any ripples, a feeling that suddenly appeared in his heart inexplicably made Lin Yang look towards the end of the hall.

There he felt a familiarity, a cordiality, a calling, and a murmur.

This voice is low, but full of temptation, this voice is slightly hoarse, but it reveals a domineering meaning that is not allowed to refuse, under this feeling, Lin Yang's eyes are excited, his body is like thunder, he stepped in, and disappeared in place in an instant.

After a few breaths, a bookshelf appeared in front of him, this bookshelf was extremely ordinary, but there were only three jade slips on it.

The one on the left of these three jade slips, since Lin Yang appeared, has shown a strange light, and when this strange light appeared, even the other two jade slips around him were eclipsed.