Chapter 1356

The announcement of the final result was beyond the expectation of Yue Qingren and others. The three places were all young Tianjiao, which seemed different from the competition among the heroes imagined at the beginning. There was no elder figure in the whole process.

You know, this is the inheritance of the strong in Wonderland. It is an unimaginable opportunity. It is an existence that can not be ignored for any force, even for Daoling Pavilion. Otherwise, it will not be proposed that those who obtain the inheritance can join Daoling Pavilion unconditionally.

However, facts have proved that although the leaders of great forces were jealous, they just sent their disciples to try. Even if they were unwilling to do so again, they didn't think more about themselves or the old people in the door.

Looking back, song Qingshu asked with a smile.

"Isn't it a surprise? Why are all young Tianjiao without the older generation?"

Hearing song Qingshu's laughter, Yue Qingwen and others nodded again and again. Zhou Nan raised her eyebrows at a righteous man in the distance, pointing to a leader of a big country scolded by her son.

"This man is so eager that he doesn't even compete. Doesn't he deserve to be angry? Since you want it so much, go up and fight for it yourself. Give it all to the younger generation. If you can't get it back, scold others. "

Hearing Zhou Nan's words, song Qingshu shook his head slightly, thought about it and explained it to the group.

"Do you think these people are trying to annoy themselves? But do you know the reason? "

"Oh, younger martial brother song, you're right. Don't lose your appetite."

Listening to song Qingshu's words, she only said half a sentence. Yue gently patted him on the shoulder and turned his eyes. The beautiful appearance made Song Qing's writing color stiff and explained with a dry cough.

"Well, you should know from that two words? Inheritance is about learning and passing on. How can it be passed on to those who have deep-rooted cultivation skills and form their own vein? It must be passed on to the most talented people. "

"Although the leaders of those forces have amazing strength, how can they compare with our Tianjiao in terms of talent? No one in Daoling pavilion has succeeded in obtaining the inheritance for thousands of years. Just because they want to get a share? "

Speaking of this, song Qingshu flashed a proud look in his eyes, glanced at the great power masters around him, and continued.

"Even if they succeed, will the Taoist spirit Pavilion really let it go? Although some leaders of forces are willing to attach themselves to the Taoist spirit Pavilion, will their forces agree if they really want to worship under the Taoist spirit pavilion? "

"Most importantly, everyone is not a fool. Does Daoling Pavilion pass it on to others for nothing? There must be conditions afterwards. "

Song Qingshu made a few simple sentences. Although they were brief, they poked the key. Zhou Nan and others understood the reason at once. Feng Ling couldn't help laughing with her mouth covered. She made no secret of her sarcasm in her laughter.

"In short, even if they go, they may not be able to compete. They just want to pick up benefits and don't want to take responsibility..."

Hearing Fengling's teasing, some big people around looked stiff. This feeling of being directly exposed to the small abacus was not an ordinary embarrassment. Some thin faced people were preparing to get angry. When they turned around and saw that it was song Qingshu and his party, they also closed their mouth neatly.

At this time, Wen Yan's moon was gentle, and the worried color appeared on his face, frowning slightly.

"Younger martial brother song, aren't you bound to the boat by Daoling pavilion? Moreover, the Daoling Pavilion seems to be fighting with external demons. You might as well not have this opportunity instead of risking more. "

The gentle words of the moon may be incredible in other people's ears. If the fairyland heritage says no, don't?

But in the eyes of Zhou Nan, Feng Ling and others, there is no problem. In their opinion, the talent of song Qingshu is almost inevitable to build a fairyland. Now it is not worth it to work for Daoling Pavilion for the chance that it is not very useful.

"Hehe, don't worry, elder martial sister. I naturally have my plan. The risk is not proportional to the harvest. Don't worry about this opportunity."

Song Qingshu's heart warmed slightly for the concern of Yue Qingwen and others, and his face burst into a confident smile at the same time.

Risk? How much risk will daolingge have for him to do? It's impossible to go beyond the ability range of the divine Empire, isn't it? If the divine empire can handle it, what is his fear?

……

The next morning, outside the courtyard of the palace where song Qingshu and his party lived, a beautiful female voice came.

"Lord of the state of song, you have something to invite."

Song Qingshu, who was practicing in the room, smiled after hearing the girl's voice. All this was the same as what he thought. The woman said that the pavilion leader had something to invite, rather than the specially assigned person who had agreed to lead him to the place of opportunity.

Yue Qingren and others already knew this. Hearing the sound, they also walked out of the room, but saw song Qingshu in white robes waving to them and straight out of the gate without hesitation and fear.

Outside the courtyard, a beautiful woman came to meet song Qingshu. Her long blue skirt matched with her waist and long hair looked like a beautiful woman under the moon. What made song Qingshu nod was that the woman's cultivation was not weak, but she was also the second reconstruction of the divine empire.

"Lord song, please follow me."

Seeing song Qingshu's smiling face, the woman showed a sweet smile and led song Qingshu to the distance. Along the way, she was not like a monk in the kingdom of God, and her behavior was very respectful.

Seeing the woman's respectful appearance, song Qingshu nodded in his heart, followed his footsteps, and soon came to a large-scale palace group, which was no worse than the imperial city of song Qingshu.

After wandering around the palace for a long time, the woman took song Qingshu to the main hall in the middle and opened the door. Instead of the imaginary Taoist spirit Pavilion master and others, it was a wormhole the size of a foot.

"Are wormholes still set up in lingtianjie? Did you go out? "

Song Qingshu looked at the wormhole in front of him and frowned slightly. Although the lingtianjie is large, it still has a big gap compared with the world. Does such a short distance still need a wormhole?

"Lord song is worried. The wormhole here leads to the core secret place of our Daoling Pavilion. Only you can go. I'll leave first."

For song Qingshu's doubts, the woman did not have any contempt. She solemnly explained a sentence for him, leaned slightly and was ready to leave here.

But before the woman left, song Qingshu raised her eyebrows and asked again.

"Are the other two selected people here?"

"As far as I know, only the Lord of the state of song was invited here."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly when he heard the speech. The woman smiled sweetly and immediately took the gate of the hall.

After the woman left, song Qingshu touched his chin, a hint of fun flashed in his eyes, and immediately stepped straight into the wormhole. After it disappeared, the joking laughter echoed in the palace.

"Just me? This Lingge is really interesting. "