Chapter 1782: Young Sect Master
Now, maybe some young Tianjiao is much stronger than Lu Ming, but twenty years later, Lu Ming has self-confidence and will not be weaker than any of his peers.
If you don't even have this bit of self-confidence, how can you step on the top.
This is the same as the children of death, but all the peerless Tianjiao are full of confidence in themselves, confident that they can overpower everyone.
"Okay, I expect you to be the best!"
The white-robed old man said.
"Senior, is there any more benefit to this?"
Lu Ming looked at the white-robed old man again.
"Naturally!"
The white-robed old man smiled, a jade plate appeared in his hand, and said: "Here, there is a list of all the inheritors of the Mixed Yuan Sect, since ancient times, there are still a lot of them, these people are bronze inheritors, silver inheritors, they have all sworn to obey the orders of high-level inheritors, you take it and take a look!"
The white-robed old man handed the jade plate to Lu Ming, Lu Ming took it, and his spiritual sense sank into it, and he immediately saw more than two hundred names.
"Senior, over the years, only more than two hundred people have become inheritors?"
Lu Ming was surprised, you know, this time, there were seven of them.
"Do you think it's easy to become an inheritor? The reason why there are so many of you this time is because now you have come to a golden age, and the sky is full of pride, and there will be seven inheritors at a time, and in the past, maybe for many years, there will not be a single inheritor!"
The white-robed old man said.
"But let me tell you, some of these people died in battle before they could grow up, while some of them became powerful people in the world, creating terrible forces, and many of them became emperors. ”
"But the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the ability to resist the oath, you go to them now, those powerful existences may not be able to listen to you, and even kill you, you'd better know it yourself!"
The white-robed old man admonished.
"Isn't it?"
Lu Ming was speechless.
If you don't obey his existence, what's the use of being strong, then this list is equivalent to nothing, which is equivalent to a waste product.
"Of course, it is not excluded that there are people who are loyal to the Mixed Yuan Sect and will obey the orders of the high-level inheritors, you have to grasp this yourself!"
The white-robed old man said again.
Lu Ming was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and suddenly felt that the old man in the white robe was very indebted.
Grasp, how to grasp?
How did he know which people were sincere to the Mixed Yuan Sect, and rashly ran over, saying that he was the golden inheritor of the Mixed Yuan Sect, and he was afraid that he would be slapped to death by those powerful existences.
The longer the time passes, the worse the binding force of the oath, the stronger the cultivation, the worse the binding force of the oath, and some powerful people have the ability to destroy the world and destroy the world, and even beyond the oath, any oath is useless.
"Huh?"
Lu Ming's spiritual sense suddenly swept to a name.
Shakti!
What is the relationship between the surname Emperor and the Emperor family?
"Senior, who is this Emperor Shakti? Do you know anything about him?"
Lu Ming asked.
"I don't know the current situation of the people above, but this Emperor Shakti is definitely still alive, and his cultivation is very profound, you have a golden inheritance token, if you get close to a low-level inheritance token in the future, you will feel it!"
The white-robed old man said.
Lu Ming nodded, this Emperor Shakti, if he is really a powerhouse of the Emperor Clan, will he listen to his orders?
I'm afraid it's very mysterious.
"Senior, this list is of no great use, are there any other rewards for me?"
Lu Ming continued to look at the white-robed old man.
"Your cultivation is still low now, and there are some powerful inheritances, and you need to reach the emperor level before you can cultivate!" said the white-robed old man helplessly.
"No, do you have any supernatural powers about the laws of the formation path?"
Lu Ming asked.
His formation method, without the cooperation of supernatural powers, could not exert its power at all.
"Formation Dao Law, I have a seal scroll of one of the nine volumes of the Formation Dao here, give it to you!"
The white-robed old man thought for a moment, and a jade plaque appeared in his hand.
Lu Ming was overjoyed, and hurriedly took it, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he immediately saw a bunch of wonderful contents.
"The Nine Volumes of the Formation Dao is the highest technique for cultivating the laws of the Formation Dao, the Creation of Heaven and Earth, and it was founded by a powerful existence, but I only have one of the nine volumes here, and you need to find the rest yourself!"
The white-robed old man said.
"It's a pity!"
Lu Ming sighed in his heart, put it away, looked at the white-robed old man again, and said, "Senior, are there any rewards, such as any secret techniques or something?"
The white-robed old man's eyelids jumped, this kid was too greedy.
"I have a secret technique here, called the Divine Breath Technique, which can change the breath and also restrain the breath, with your current cultivation, cultivate into the Divine Breath Technique, even if it is a strong person on the ordinary small emperor throne, if you don't observe it carefully, you won't be able to see the clues!"
The white-robed old man finished speaking, and another jade plaque appeared in his hand.
"Even the powerhouse of the Little Emperor can hide it, even more powerful than the illusion technique?"
Lu Ming was surprised and overjoyed.
"Breath Illusion, that's a simplified version of Divine Breath!"
The white-robed old man said.
"Thank you, senior!" Lu Ming took it overjoyed.
"Alright, I'll send you to meet the others!"
As if he was afraid that Lu Ming would speak again, the white-robed old man didn't give Lu Ming a chance to speak, so he waved his hand directly and left here with Lu Ming, and the next moment, Lu Ming appeared in another hall.
This hall is the hall where Longchen and Phoenix Spirit are located.
As soon as Lu Ming appeared, the eyes of the six people looked at him in unison.
"Lu Ming!"
Seeing Lu Ming, Phoenix Ling showed joy and hurriedly walked over.
"Haha, now you shouldn't call your name directly, you should call the young sect master!"
Long Chen said with a smile.
Lu Ming is the inheritor of gold, and he will inherit the position of the sect master of the mixed yuan sect in the future, and they should be called Lu Ming Shao sect master.
"Long Chen, Phoenix Spirit, we are friends, why do we need to see each other, just like before!"
Lu Ming smiled.
Long Chen and Huang Ling smiled and nodded, Lu Ming's character, they still understand.
"Luo Tianyi, I've seen the young sect master!"
A peerless woman, Lianbu, walked over and bowed to Lu Mingyingying.
"Girl, please, you're welcome!"
Lu Ming hurriedly said.
Then, Lu Ming's gaze looked at the other three.
The children of death, as well as the two young men, all had a somewhat ugly face.
asked them to salute Lu Ming, they really couldn't do it.
The cultivation of each of them is higher than Lu Ming, and in their hearts, they can't pass that hurdle.
"I know that you are not convinced, and even look down on me, it doesn't matter, if it is not necessary, I will not order you anything, in the same way, after twenty years, I will give you the opportunity to challenge, if you can defeat me, I respect him as the young sect master!"
Lu Ming said.
"Twenty years later, you will not be my opponent, this position of golden inheritor is destined to be mine!"
The Child of Death spoke, mighty.
"I'm waiting for you to challenge, but in these twenty years, I will be the young sect master!"
Lu Ming said.
The Son of Death's face changed for a while, and finally his eyes showed a determined look, and he clenched his fists and said, "Young Sect Master!"
With that, he stepped aside.
The other two groaned for a moment and also saluted Lu Ming.
(End of chapter)