The tone is desolate and indescribably sad!
The ancient times were shattered, the ancient times have passed away, and now it is the end of the modern times. Countless powerful beings have turned into dust in the passage of time and are buried between heaven and earth!
Among them, countless inheritances were cut off. In ancient times, only those who had not reached the Jindan realm were considered true cultivators, but now, those in the Jindan realm have become the unrivaled overlords.
You can imagine what kind of era we are in now!
Feng Qingyang did not answer, but just looked at the old man quietly. He could clearly feel his sadness from the aura emanating from his body.
It is a kind of loneliness. All the former enemies or old friends have been annihilated in the world, leaving oneself alone. The feeling of being out of place, as if oneself is redundant.
Feng Qingyang had once had this feeling. After all, he was not from this world!
"Senior, what kind of inheritance are you talking about?" Feng Qing asked after a moment of silence.
Hearing this, he calmed down and the desolation that was originally revealed on the outside disappeared instantly. He took a deep breath, looked straight at Feng Qingyang, and said, "The inheritance of the talisman, and the inheritance of my old friend, the zombie king here!"
"Talisman? King of Zombies?" Feng Qingyang asked in surprise. He originally thought that he would talk about some special inheritance, but who knew it would be like this.
As for inheritance, Feng Qingyang doesn't need anything. He has the unique bloodline of the zombie king, and the "Taiyin Sutra" tailor-made for him.
, any one of these, if practiced to perfection, could make him a regional overlord, ruling the country for a thousand years, or even ten thousand years.
Seeing that Feng Qingyang didn't care, he looked at Wen's anger, which eventually turned into a sigh, and said: "This is my ancient method. Ordinary people can't get it even if they are poor in their lifetime. Don't you take it to heart?"
"Haha, you must be joking, senior. I am not a self-righteous person who thinks highly of himself."
At this point, he paused and said calmly, "Senior, have you not discovered that I am a zombie? Your inheritance is nothing but chicken ribs to me."
He said it lightly, but his heart was tense. You know, he aspired to be a legendary zombie who knew Taoism and even gods couldn't stop him.
He said this simply to get more things from the old man.
Sure enough, after hearing what he said, his eyes rolled and he immediately understood everything, and for a moment he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
He said angrily: "Good boy, you have a lot of ideas. If it weren't for the fact that I am about to die, how could you have gotten all these?"
After a pause, he fell silent again. The two of them stood in the valley, and no one spoke.
"I thought this sky was still the sky I once knew, but now it seems so strange. I thought I could be reborn after escaping the seal, but the moment I came out, I realized that my time was up and I could only linger in the seal."
Feng Qingyang was shocked and looked at the old man in disbelief. A strange look appeared on his face. He said, "What do you mean, senior? What do you mean by the end of your life? Aren't you alive and well now?"
"Okay?" The old man looked a little bitter, and his cloudy eyes still stared at Feng Qingyang.
That was the look a mother-in-law gave her son-in-law, which made Feng Qingyang's scalp tingle and he almost got goose bumps all over the floor.
"Senior, please talk to me nicely. Don't try to occupy my body like the two statues in the hall!"
Feng Qingyang shrank his neck and said a little depressed.
Hearing this, the old man immediately flew into a rage, like a cat with its fur standing on end, and angrily said, "What are you thinking of, kid? If I wanted to take over your body, do you think you would still be able to talk to me until now? If I wanted to..."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Qingyang raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Senior, to be honest, I have already obtained the inheritance of this place, and I can help you pass on your inheritance."
When he said this, his eyes flashed, and three people suddenly appeared in his mind, a man named Li Dashan who looked a little honest, and the pair of naughty kids.
He had hit a bottleneck in the past and had accepted their guidance. Otherwise, he would probably still be suffering from that inner demon.
Therefore, he has always been grateful to the Li family.
"I don't know if you are doing well now, or if you have died?"
Feng Qingyang murmured to himself, but he didn't think about it.
Little did they know that at this moment, in Maoshan, far away from the "Nine Heavens of Xuanling", three people suddenly sneezed at the same time.
Among the three men, one had a strong build, a straight nose, a square mouth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance.
The other two, on the other hand, looked somewhat cute, like a pair of twins, but their big, lively eyes seemed a little mischievous.
Only one person said, "Brother, how is Master doing now? Did he gain anything remarkable in the secret realm?"
He speaks politely and steadily, but his expression seems somewhat contradictory to his childishness. It seems that he has experienced too much, which has caused his little heart to grow up very quickly.
"That's a must. Don't you think about who your master is? The famous Feng Qingyang, a freak who surpasses countless geniuses. Do you think he won't gain anything?"
Just after the naughty kid started speaking, Li Dashan interrupted him, his eyes showing a hint of admiration, even to the point of madness.
Back then, Feng Qingyang taught them the art of talismans just to let them protect that simple little village.
Who would have thought that not only that, his small grace actually changed their lives, which was a great blessing.
Especially that pair of naughty kids, they understood the Void Drawing Talisman at such a young age, although it was only the lowest level of Void Drawing Talisman.
Li Dashan is not weak either. Although he is only 20 years old, his learning ability is superb. Even some Tianjiao disciples who have been immersed in the way of talismans for many years cannot compare to him. Therefore, they are called the Three Heroes of Maoshan!
The talents of his three brothers were soon discovered by the people of Maoshan, and they were immediately accepted as inner disciples and trained. This was something Feng Qingyang had never thought of.
"Brother, in a few months it will be Master's three-year agreement. Do you think he will overthrow Maoshan?"
"Of course, the people of Maoshan are all hypocrites. I am not here to learn the secret techniques of Maoshan, so why would I be so playful?"
Li Dashan murmured, his eyes revealing determination. It was a kind of following, a following that could not be changed even until death.
The sixth level of Shura battlefield!
Feng Qingyang looked at the people watching on the side and said, "Don't worry, senior. I will definitely not let your legacy be cut off!"
At this point, the three figures in my mind became clearer and clearer...
Suddenly, the old man raised his head and looked at Feng Qingyang and said: "This is a blessing. Think about how majestic our Maoshan was in the past..."
Little did he know how uncomfortable Feng Qingyang felt at this moment. If the old man knew that Feng Qingyang had sworn a blood oath to overthrow Maoshan, who knows how he would feel.
"Sit still, little boy. I will teach you my Maoshan unique skills right now!"