Listening to his indifferent tone, Huahan widens her beautiful eyes and her heart beats faster.

"Here This is a divine sword technique. "

"Younger martial brother, you are really gifted. If you think about it, you will become a divine sword skill."

Hua Han is surrounded by Ling Hao, turning around, and adoration spreads on her pretty face.

"Our junior brother is really powerful! The trick of returning to the sea by hundred deer, I didn't guess the wrong flower, should be a peerless supernatural power. " Chang'an's tone is still cold, as Hua Han said, it seems that she never smiles, let alone cries.

Cold to the extreme, is calm, such as a pool of stagnant water.

……

Time flies like a fleeting horse.

Three months later.

Ling Hao's cultivation has now reached the middle stage of the immortal state, and is one step closer to the latter stage.

After a few months of getting along, he became more familiar with Liuyun daomen.

Among them, Meng Rou and Chen Nan were promoted to true disciples. During that time, they went back to snow moon city.

Relying on the Liuyun Taoist gate, the Chen and Meng families have no one to provoke.

The third young master of Tianjian mountain has been forbidden for a hundred years, not to mention the wind and waves.

Life, so calm down.

Until this day, the wind is sunny and the Liuyun road is very busy.

The back mountain is the place where the demons are buried. According to Luo Qinghuan, there are demons here all the year round, which are regarded as forbidden areas by Liuyun Taoist gate.

The reason why so many disciples came here early in the morning is to open a ceremony of inheritance.

It's said that this is the place where many ancestors of Liuyun Taoism buried their bones. In that year, the tomb of the buried devil experienced a war, and the bones of the ancestors were not transported back.

Many powerful people are inherited from Liuyun Taoist school. Over the years, their supernatural power and skills have been retrieved by the disciples who accept the inheritance.

So, this year, today.

"What did you get last time, elder martial sister?"

Ling Hao looked at Hua Han and asked curiously.

"I am the inheritor of the supreme immortal. He refined his sword skills and heard that although he didn't reach the sword God like you, he was also a strong man."

Hua Hanmei's eyes brightened, and she continued, "younger martial brother, I will go in later. Remember to be with me and your second elder martial sister."

"Some of the inheritance in this is not a Taoist, but a practitioner of the devil way."

Hua Han's face was serious when he said that.

"Remember, you must not be inherited by the magic."

Ling Hao nodded. At this time, Luo Qinghuan came over. She took a look at Ling Hao. Her eyes were gentle.

Looking at her beautiful face, Ling Hao said, "master, why can't we inherit the magic way?"

"How can there be so many and why?" Luo Qinghuan gently patted his head and said: "little apprentice, you should remember that good and evil are not two sides. We should be a person with clear right and wrong. In order to resist the evil way, the ancestors of Liuyun sect died in the tomb of the devil. Our hatred with the evil way has long been gone!"

Listen to her words, Ling Hao is silent.

Luo Qinghuan's mood she can understand, or teach him to go the right way.

But it's not clear. It's not that easy to do!

Many disciples entered the tomb in batches, and their faces were full of expectations.

Ling Hao slowly steps into the tomb with the two elder martial sisters. Soon, a mist appears, covering the three.

Not far ahead, there are tombs covered with golden light.

There is also the black light, hovering over the tomb, which looks very strange.

"Younger martial brother, if the black light ball is going to fly to you, you must tell me." Hua Han said seriously.