"Have you decided?" In the depths of the palace, Sect Leader Ling Suqing asked with a solemn face: "The Void Battlefield, even for the Transforming Spirit Realm cultivator, is a life of nine deaths, have you really thought about it?"

"I've got it clear. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mr. Whitebeard's tone was firm.

"Now that you've decided, I won't stop you. Lingsu said indifferently.

The Void Battlefield was a place of trial that Lingquan Sect Ancestor Ling Xi had carved out in the depths of the void. There are some peerless demons sealed inside, as well as countless powerful monsters, which are dangerous and will be in danger of falling at every turn.

Mr. Whitebeard has been addicted to alchemy for many years, and this time he suddenly woke up and wanted to venture into it.

"And my request?" asked Mr. Whitebeard.

"You can go with peace of mind, Wuyun Mountain, I will help you take care of it." Ling Suqing sighed.

"Zhangjiao, did you really promise him?" After Mr. Whitebeard left, an old man with a white beard appeared and asked, "Let Bai Fan be promoted to a disciple of the inheritance so early?"

"If he has made up his mind, why don't I agree to him?"

"But wouldn't it be a pity if he died on the Void Battlefield?"

"He is already extraordinary, if it wasn't for the incident that hit him too hard back then, it wouldn't be..."Ling Suqing sighed, and said: "He has to go this step sooner or later, if he really can't come back, then it should be regarded as leaving a legacy for Wuyun Mountain." ”

"What's more, even the legendary creature like the dragon has appeared, I'm afraid that this day will change! It's good to be prepared early. ”

.....

Mr. Whitebeard seemed to explain the aftermath, and imprinted all his Dan Dao knowledge and insights into a jade slip, asking Bai Fan to study it well in the future.

In addition, a set of heart purification mantras was also passed down, which was quite magical, which could be used to meditate and breathe, and could be turned into supernatural powers, and was extremely aggressive.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Bai Fan was puzzled.

"I'm going to do what I should have done a long time ago!" Mr. Whitebeard said, and mentioned something that made Bai Fan extremely excited: that is, to choose Bai Fan as an official lineage disciple.

Passing on disciples is the inheritance of a lineage. The dignity of status is far above what core disciples and inner disciples. And for Bai Fan here, the most important thing is that the identity token of the inheritance disciple is not white, but cyan.

"Really?" Bai Fan couldn't believe it. These days, he has been a little crazy from the torture of the white identity token, and he doesn't even dare to go out of the door, and he can't raise his head.

Hearing such news, Bai Fan almost jumped up excitedly, wanting to kiss Mr. Whitebeard on the face.

"But don't be too happy, if you can't convince the public, even I can't do anything. Mr. Whitebeard smiled and poured cold water on Bai Fan.

"It's okay, I'm the one who broke the sect's record, who dares to disagree? He didn't even know his mother when I beat him. Bai Fan was so happy, the depression of the past was swept away, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, his blood was boiling, and he couldn't wait to take out his identity as a disciple of his inheritance now and show off in front of all the disciples.

The inheritance of Wuyun Mountain is opened, and the inheritance disciples must be accepted!

The news spread like a gust of wind in the Lingquan Sect, this is a major event within the sect, just like opening a branch hall, even the head of the sect will come to preside over the ceremony.

There are even many people who secretly sharpen their knives, polish their fists and feet, and are ready to show their skills.

On Wuyun Mountain, there has never been a moment as lively as today. At the foot of the mountain, there are people everywhere, and there is a lot of water.

Bai Fan was full of spirits, and deliberately dressed up, feeling that he was a little more handsome.

Unable to hold back the little excitement in his heart, Bai Fan felt that after he became a disciple of the inheritance, he must go out and walk around more, show his identity token in front of everyone, and wash away the embarrassment of the past.

The ceremony was held very smoothly, and even many disciples directly stated that they wanted to join Wuyun Mountain, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious and peaceful. And Xuan Feng was already impatient to wait, looking forward to the moment when he became a disciple of the inheritance.

An hour or two passed, and this moment finally came.

Bai Fan came to the stage, pressed the excitement in his heart, and walked out with a calm face, just like when he went to receive the Oscars, his eyes swept over the audience, and the envious looks of everyone were included in his eyes one by one, and he had already organized the language in his heart, and thought of the lines to thank everyone.

Sect Leader Ling Suqing summoned Bai Fan to his side, his expression was proud, and he said loudly: "Wuyun Mountain's lineage has been passed down to the present, so naturally we must also select a disciple of the inheritance. In the past, only the peak of the Danyuan Realm in the sect was eligible to obtain the status of a disciple of the inheritance, but now there is only one disciple like Bai Fan in the Wuyun Mountain lineage, so this time it can only be slightly flexible. ”

As soon as the voice came out, there was an uproar and discussions.

Some people envy Bai Fan's luck is too good, he worships a good master, and picks up a big bargain.

There are also people who are indignant, why can a little monk in the ruin realm be above them and become a disciple of the lineage. This is unreasonable.

Of course, more importantly, they were jealous in their hearts, why did Bai Fan pick up this kind of good thing and not fall on themselves. Especially the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, who were already dissatisfied with Bai Fan, were even more dissatisfied at this time, and protested one after another.

However, here in Bai Meng, everyone strongly agreed, especially Jin San was even more active, and before the head of the sect announced, he was already shouting loudly: "Meet Senior Brother Bai Fan!"

It seems that he had expected it a long time ago, and the head of the sect took a full view of everything, unmoved, and said lightly: "It stands to reason that this inheritance disciple must be given to Bai Fan, but in this way, it is inevitable that some people will not be convinced." For the sake of fairness, all the disciples of the Lingquan Sect have the opportunity to challenge, as long as they can defeat Bai Fan in the Open Ruins Realm, they will have the opportunity to become a disciple of the Wuyun Mountain lineage. ”

If the benefits are only given to Bai Fan, then there will definitely be people who are not convinced, but if anyone has the opportunity to enjoy this benefit, then no one will refuse.

For a moment, all the voices of opposition died down, and they became excited.

Inheritance disciples, there is only one hall and one hall, and the opportunity is really rare. Even places like the Law Enforcement Hall and the Hall of Merit, because there are already lineage disciples, others have almost no chance. And now, this may be their only chance, how can anyone oppose it?

And this matter is also beneficial to places such as the Law Enforcement Hall and the Hall of Merit. If the disciples under the sect could become the inheritance disciples of Wuyun Mountain, that would undoubtedly increase their prestige even further. Even in the future, they can take care of each other, and there are many benefits, so naturally there will be no objections.

There are benefits for all, and everyone easily agrees.

It's just that Bai Fan is here, the difficulty of the challenge has increased in vain, and the competition he faces will be quite fierce. However, Bai Fan is bound to win the identity of this inheritance disciple, saying that he can't let others get his hands on anything, and there is a momentum that whoever wants to rob me, I will kill/kill whoever I want, and his eyes let out a fine light, as if he wanted to eat people.

Bai Fan took a step forward, his whole body's momentum skyrocketed in vain, and he shouted: "Who dares to rob me?"

There was silence for a moment, and the sound of challenge erupted like a tsunami.

"Me!"

"What kind of thing are you, I'm going to decide this inheritance disciple!"

"I'll let you taste my power today and teach you how to be a man!"

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One by one, the voices came out, and even Bai Fan was startled, as if he had become a fragrant dumpling, and he wanted to go up and take a bite if he was a person. Even some monks in the realm of 'moving like the wind' were also carried away, and they couldn't recognize themselves at all, and they wanted to compete with Bai Fan.

Sect Leader Ling Suqing waved his hand, and a huge formation platform appeared in mid-air, forming a battlefield: "Anyone has a chance, if you want to become a disciple of Wuyun Mountain's inheritance, just go to the stage to challenge." ”

The head of the sect didn't seem to be a big deal, and continued to instigate. He wished that his disciples were as active as possible. In this way, a wind of cultivation in which a hundred schools of thought contend can be formed.

Bai Fan came to power, like a fierce general, guarding the Quartet. His blood was surging, his cultivation was scattered, and he was ready to do a big job.

Within a moment, someone suddenly appeared, rushed out of the crowd, and pounced on Bai Fan.

This is a monk in the realm of 'moving like the wind', and although he knows that he is invincible, he still wants to try it on the field, because the temptation is too great.

This is to rob him of his job. Bai Fan was not polite, and blasted out with a punch, which was like a bamboo, directly blasting the monk out of the five zhang.

"Next!" Bai Fan was awe-inspiring, and he couldn't wait in his heart, he wanted to send everyone away as soon as possible, so that he could accept to become a disciple of the inheritance and brand his identity token cyan.

Not only Bai Fan here, but also all the disciples in the audience, one by one, rushed out one after another, one by one more anxious.

Boom Boom!

With three fists and two feet, Bai Fan's fist smashed out, and the momentum was extremely heavy, destroying the withering and decaying, sweeping away the disciples.

But this number is too many, that is, in an hour, Bai Fan here, there are hundreds of opponents defeated. And among them, the cultivation of the challengers is even more uneven, some are in the realm of moving like the wind, there are also those in the same realm of the overpass, and there are even those in the realm of ruins.

Rao is Bai Fan is full of energy, and he can't withstand such a wheel-like consumption. One by one, hundreds appeared in an hour, if it was a day, two days or even longer, Bai Fan didn't dare to imagine how many people would challenge him.

Bai Fan thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was not a way to go on like this, he had to be ruthless and deterrent, otherwise he would come to the stage and consume him, which would be really unbearable.

At this time, another disciple came to the stage. This time, Bai Fan did not go to a quick battle, but wanted to use him to make an example.

Bai Fan made a move, and the Nine Palaces Broken Water Palm swung out, like a sharp blade, cutting through the opponent's flesh and blood, making the blood soar. Especially Bai Fan here, his acting skills are outstanding, making a picture of being extremely cruel and trying to eat people, approaching step by step.

From time to time, Bai Fan smashed on the formation platform with a few fists, and the huge roar made people tremble when they heard it. Bai Fan was hateful and ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell, constantly launching onslaught.

The disciple didn't expect Bai Fan's temperament to suddenly change drastically and be so cruel to him, his heart was shocked at the moment, he showed fear, and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Seeing some effects, Bai Fan was not satisfied, he built up momentum, and rushed forward with his teeth and claws, although he didn't really make any ruthless moves, but that kind of scene was absolutely chilling.

The blood on his fingertips was beating, and he looked like a man, and he flew the monk up, and the huge fist kept blasting towards him, seeing that many monks in the audience were trembling their teeth, Bai Fancai was secretly happy in his heart, and pushed the monk out.

"Who else?"

Bai Fan roared, and the terrifying momentum shocked everyone, and no one dared to come on stage for a while.