"Do you know why I'm telling you so much?"
Bao Ling looked at Cao Jia'an and spoke softly.
Cao Jia'an was not stupid. He thought of it almost immediately. It must be because of the gray-robed old man who preached to him in his dream that year.
"Is it because of the senior who preached to me?" Cao Jia'an said tentatively.
Bao Ling smiled and said, "You are not stupid."
"Thank you Miss Baoling for the compliment." Cao Jia'an said with a smile.
"I'm just curious why he chose you to pass on his teachings." Bao Ling looked Cao Jia'an up and down and said, "I've been observing you from the beginning. To be honest, you don't have any qualifications to receive his inheritance."
"Who exactly is that senior?" Cao Jia'an said.
He really wanted to know.
Because from Bao Ling's attitude, he had already seen that the gray-robed old man who preached to him must be a big figure from the same period as Bao Ling.
Cao Jia'an didn't know what era the magic weapon Baoling was from, nor did he know what era the gray-robed old man was from.
"His name is Fairy House." Bao Ling said, "You must not have heard of this name. If I say his holy name, maybe you have heard of it."
When Cao Jia'an heard the word "holy name", his heart skipped a beat.
You must know that there can only be one kind of person who possesses the holy name.
Human saint.
Also known as the Holy Lord.
His realm is only below that of the Great Emperor.
Even if the Golden Immortal in the sky meets the Holy Lord on earth, he will only be defeated.
Cao Jia'an never imagined that the gray-robed old man who preached to him in his dream would actually be a human saint.
This is too outrageous.
What virtue and ability do I have?
But on second thought, that's not right.
If the grey-robed old man who preached the teachings was truly a human saint, why did I, who inherited his teachings, only reach the ninth level of false elixir at the age of nearly thirty?
This doesn't make sense at all.
If other people obtained the inheritance, let alone the inheritance of a human saint, even if it was the inheritance of a human king, their realm would soar up.
It is said that there was an ordinary boy in Youzhou who was a cattle herder. One day, for some unknown reason, he obtained the inheritance of the ancient king. The boy himself did not even know it and continued to herd cattle.
Without any practice at all, he reached the false elixir realm in three years.
He had inherited the legacy of the Human Saint and had been practicing ever since, but at the age of thirty, he wasn't even at the Golden Core stage.
Could it be that Bao Ling recognized the wrong person?
Bao Ling seemed to see what Cao Jia'an was thinking, so she said softly, "You must be a little skeptical, wondering why your realm is still so low even though you have inherited the legacy of such a powerful person."
"Please help me solve my doubts, Miss Baoling!" Cao Jia'an bowed to Baoling and spoke respectfully.
"That's because Fairy Wu is not dead, and his inheritance is not what you imagined." Bao Ling said, "Perhaps there is another possibility. Fairy House intends to use your body to return to this world."
"What's the meaning?"
When Cao Jia'an heard Bao Ling's words, he couldn't help feeling a little scared.
"What it means is that when the time is right, you will no longer be yourself. You will become the Fairy Wu," Bao Ling said. "The Fairy Wu has a technique that allows her to be reborn in someone else's body."
"But didn't you say before that Fairy Wu is still alive? Why does she need to be reborn?"
Cao Jia'an frowned and said.
"He's not dead, but he can't come to this world either." Bao Ling said, "He's in another world now, but with his strength, he's an unrivaled existence no matter which world he's in."
"Then why did he come here?"
Cao Jia'an asked.
"Because there are still things he hasn't completed." Bao Ling said, "Of course, I'm just guessing. It's also possible that he just gave me a random inheritance."
"It would be great if that were the case. I don't want to die." Cao Jia'an said, "In fact, I would rather not have accepted the inheritance from Fairy Senior Wu."
"You don't have to think like that. In fact, his inheritance is also beneficial to you." Bao Ling said.
"What benefits?" Cao Jia'an was a little unconvinced. "I achieved my realm through my own hard work and cultivation."
"If it weren't for his inheritance, you would be dead now. The person who ran away earlier would have wanted to kill you, right?" Bao Ling said.
Cao Jia'an was suddenly speechless.
That is indeed the case.
If it weren't for the inheritance of Fairy Wu, he would have died at the hands of Mo Qiandao.
But if this is the only benefit, it is too insignificant compared to the great reputation of the Human Saint Inheritance.
At this time, Bao Ling said again: "When the fairy Wu was your age, she was only at the foundation-building stage. Do you know what her holy name is?"
"I don't know."
"His holy title is the Supreme Sword Master!" Bao Ling said, "In the way of sword, Fairy Wu is the most respected. Above Fairy Wu, no one is more powerful with the sword than him."
"But I use a knife, a flying knife," said Cao Jia'an.
"Then you can start learning to use a sword from today." Bao Ling said, "Do you have a sword?"
"No."
"I'll give you one." A golden light flashed in Bao Ling's hand, and a golden longsword appeared. She threw the golden longsword towards Cao Jia'an and said, "This is the Golden Light Holy Sword, an immortal-grade magical weapon. It's more than enough for you now."
Immortal magic weapon, also known as immortal weapon.
Cao Jia'an held the golden holy sword in his hands and felt his whole body trembling.
He had never thought in his life that one day he would have the opportunity to obtain a magic weapon. You know, even the leaders of those super sects did not have magic weapons.
Once such a magical instrument is taken outside.
He doesn't dare to use it.
Once it is used, it will inevitably attract the covetousness of other powerful people.
Cao Jia'an thought for a moment, then handed the Golden Light Holy Sword back to Bao Ling, saying with a bitter face, "Senior Miss Bao Ling, I cannot accept this sword."
"You don't have to be polite with me. I'm not giving it to you. I'm only giving it to the successor of Fairy Wu. I want to see how far you, as his successor, can go."
Baoling spoke slowly.
Cao Jia'an gave a wry smile and said, "I really can't accept it."
"Why?" Bao Ling frowned. She felt that this person was a little ungrateful.
"Because even if you gave me this sword, I wouldn't dare use it outside," Cao Jia'an said, "unless you want me to be killed outside."
"Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me," Bao Ling said. "But your worry is not unreasonable. How about I put a barrier on this sword, making it look like an ordinary earth-level magic weapon?"
"That would be great."
Cao Jia'an bowed to Bao Ling and said.
Bao Ling shot out a beam of white light towards the Golden Holy Sword.
In an instant, the golden holy sword turned into an ordinary white long sword. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary earth-level magic sword.
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