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And at that time, he would be like an extra quasi-Saint, comprehending martial arts. This was nothing to him, but to others, it could make them risk their lives.

With this inheritance, they would be able to reduce their bottlenecks before reaching the quasi-Saint realm.

However, although it was not of much use to Lingyun, who was once a Great Circle of Martial Saint, it did not mean that it was of no use at all.

There wasn't just one path of martial dao. Everyone had a different understanding of their own martial dao.

He could combine them with each other and walk the path of martial arts that suited him the most.

Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes, and let out a light breath, as his eyes revealed a trace of amazement.

As expected of a Spirit Tattoo Class Rank 6 Spirit Tattoo Master, his understanding towards Spirit Tattoo could not be compared to ordinary Rank 7 Spirit Tattoo Masters in this world.

Even though Liu Ming did not completely refine the inheritance, he had only refined around a tenth of it.

"Teacher!"

Ling Yun respectfully bowed towards the image of the old man in front of him.

The old man accepted the bow and slightly nodded his head. A smile also appeared on his thin face. After musing for a moment, he gently raised his hand and the black bead floated in front of him.

The old man looked at the black pearl and let out a soft sigh.

The black pearl seemed to know what the old man was thinking. It flickered with a ghostly light as it spun around.

"Kid, this Wind Controlling Pearl is something that I have spent half my life refining. It is not just a mid-grade saint artifact.

Moreover, it also contains my understanding towards the Dao of Wind and the wind type spirit tattoos.

I don't have any treasures for you right now, so I'll give you this Wind Controlling Bead! I hope you treat it well. "

The old man waved his hand gently, and the black pearl spun around. An unwillingness to part with the old man appeared in his mind, and after circling around him a few times, he flew towards Ling Yun, and circled him twice.

"It seems that the Wind Wielding Bead is quite satisfied with its new master!" The old man chuckled.

Lingyun looked at the Wind Controlling Bead in his hand. From such a close distance, he could finally see that the black bead was engraved with dense spirit engravings.

Spirit prints merged with the main road like the horns of an antelope. It was impossible to find them. He could vaguely feel the wind blowing and the faint flow of the Dao of the Wind.

"Little fellow, although I am an elder of the Ten Thousand Beast Temple, I am not very proficient in the art of beast taming, so the information I pass on to you is very little." The old man looked at Ling Yun and spoke slowly.

An illusory hand gently grabbed the air in front of him, causing ripples to appear in the air. A palm-sized, plain and simple token appeared in his hand.

On the medallion, there was the Azure Dragon's Cry, the Vermillion Bird's Cry, the Black Tortoise's Roar, the White Tiger's Roar, and the Qilin's Treading on the sky.

On the other side of the token, there was a rough yet majestic grand hall. The words "Ten Thousand Beast Temple" were shining with a golden light, carrying a sense of majesty.

"This is my medallion for elders. You can bring it to the back of the temple to open the restrictions left behind by the ancestor and enter the library to obtain the inheritance of our Ten Thousand Beast Temple."

I do not wish for you to rebuild the Ten Thousand Beast Temple, but I hope that the inheritance will not disappear. " The old man sighed, he lightly tapped with his finger, and a ray of light shot towards the center of Ling Yun's brows.

After doing all of this, the old man's figure became even more illusory and distorted, as if he would disappear at any moment. However, a satisfied smile still hung on his face.

"Teacher, I haven't asked for your surname yet." Seeing him like this, Lingyun also felt a bit sad, remembering that he still did not know the old man's name, he quickly asked.

"Name? I forgot, but that's not important! "