Lin Qianqian was afraid that Jumang would be angry, so she dared not pray to other gods and Buddhas for protection. She could only desperately pray in her heart that she wanted this immortal destiny.
She was panicking. Was it because her bloodline was too thin, and Jumang thought she was not qualified to receive the inheritance?
After a long time, Lin Qianqian was starting to think about giving up.
Just as I was hesitating whether to pull my hand back, the statue on the door moved.
She felt a cool breeze coming from the doorknob, creeping up her arm, then entering her body, circling around her heart, and returning to her hand. Then the door opened.
Lin Qianqian's mood had been like a rollercoaster, but she had finally obtained the qualification to enter. She gave herself a pep talk and prepared to go inside.
At this moment, Lu Wu spoke up from behind, "Miss Lin, you are a mortal with only a faint trace of Jumang bloodline. It is truly remarkable that you have obtained the qualification to inherit the lineage, but this is only the beginning. No matter how difficult or painful it may be, you must persevere. If you give up halfway..."
He paused for a moment, and before Lin Qianqian could ask what he was going to do, he was pushed through the door.
Then Lin Qianqian heard a faint voice behind her say, "It will scatter your soul," and then the door closed.
At this moment, Lin Qianqian really wanted to curse. Why didn't they say something so important earlier?
Looking back, there was no longer a door to enter, and she was standing on a floating island.
Although the island appears shrouded in mist from the outside, there is no mist on the island itself, and while the light is dim, it is not eerie.
Lin Qianqian cheered herself up and walked forward while observing her surroundings.
Although there is no bright sunshine here, the vegetation grows lushly and the air is fresh and elegant.
Without even looking for it, Lin Qianqian could spot the towering, glowing giant tree in the distance at a glance, and she knew that was where she was going.
As she walked through the flowers, trees, and shrubs, the surrounding grass and leaves gently brushed against her hands and feet, as if greeting her.
The closer she got to the glowing giant tree, the more she felt something calling to her, and she unconsciously quickened her pace.
She came to the tree and looked up at it.
You don't notice it from a distance, but when you get closer, you realize that this tree is very thick, with a diameter of 100 meters. The branches and leaves converge towards the center as you go up, and a soft golden light emanates from the very top center of the tree.
There, a god lies in eternal rest!
Lin Qianqian gently stroked the tree trunk with both hands, pondering how she could climb to the top of the tree to obtain the inheritance.
Why don't we ask her? Maybe the tree has a spirit and can send down a branch to pull her up.
As she was lost in thought, a leaf larger than a washbasin slowly floated out from the golden light and hovered at her feet.
The emerald green leaves looked like they were made of jade, with golden veins in the middle, radiating a soft golden light.
Lin Qianqian suddenly understood what this meant and stepped forward without hesitation.
The leaves gently lifted her up and carried her toward the light in the center of the tree.
As she approached, the closed branches parted, and leaves carried her inside.
In the blink of an eye, I found myself in an unfamiliar space.
She stood suspended in mid-air, surrounded by many emerald green jade leaves. Opposite her, layers upon layers of floating jade leaves formed a jade leaf bed.
Lying on it is a beautiful person, none other than Jumang, the god of spring!
When she appeared, the jade bed stood up, and Jumang's body also left the jade bed a little, floating in the air.
The Jumang before me was not the legendary human-faced bird, but a complete human body.
She had an androgynous, beautiful face with her eyes closed and a small, diamond-shaped blue crystal the size of a little finger hanging between her brows. Three golden feathers were attached to her hair behind each ear, and her long, emerald-green hair reached her heels.
Several miniature jade leaves clung tightly to his arms and legs, as if they had grown out of them.
Jumang wore a light blue robe, a seven-colored necklace around his neck, and several bracelets on his hands.
A long, light yellow gauze shawl wrapped around him, passing over his arms and back, and finally trailing in front of him on both sides.
The most striking feature is the enormous double-layered, four-winged structure behind it, green on the outside and blue on the inside, with feathers on each feather bearing golden patterns. This is the divine body of the mythical bird Jumang.
Lin Qianqian had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and for a moment she didn't know what to do next.
Suddenly, the leaves around her gathered around her, sticking to her body one by one, densely covering her entire body.
Then, the veins on the jade leaf flashed with golden light, and Lin Qianqian felt a sharp pain. Something was drilling into her body, trying to forcefully expel other things from her body.
What Lin Qianqian didn't know was that from this moment on, her life would undergo a complete evolution.
But it really hurts...
Before I fainted, I was wondering if Yunze also experienced this much pain when he received the inheritance.
Or is she just like this? Is she being targeted?
Yunze, whom Lin Qianqian mentioned, had a much smoother experience.
His maternal clan were descendants of Bai Ze, and the Bai clan members inherited some of Bai Ze's talents and skills.
It could be sensing emotions, distinguishing between good and evil, or anticipating danger.
The Bai clan members, with their clear and open minds, cultivate faster and without bottlenecks than many other cultivators.
Yun Ze, on the other hand, possessed pure blood and powerful talent, as evidenced by his sky-blue eyes, which is why he received Bai Ze's inheritance smoothly.
It is currently encased in a large, silvery-white cocoon, from which a silvery light emanates.
Most of the egg-sized, silvery-blue essence blood on his chest had merged into his heart. He could clearly see that the essence blood had merged into his body.
His originally reddish-silver blood was gradually stained silver-blue, then his internal organs were also gradually turned silver-blue from the inside out, and then his bones and flesh underwent tremendous changes.
When the transformation of his entire body was complete, a silver-blue light vein spread out from his heart, passed through all the major acupoints in his body to reach his dantian, and then returned to his heart. This was his newly formed spiritual vein.
Unlike human spiritual roots, this is a divine beast spiritual vein. Once the spiritual vein is fully grown, he will be able to cultivate again.
The injury to his dantian (lower abdomen) has been completely healed, and now a fist-sized silver ball with mysterious patterns is floating inside.
This is another important thing left behind by the ancestor Bai Ze: Bai Ze's inner elixir.
At this moment, Yunze's body was not only changing, but his soul and consciousness were also receiving Bai Ze's inheritance.
The Bai Ze inheritance is vast and complex. Most importantly, after he received Bai Ze's exclusive cultivation technique, the technique has been unconsciously circulating in his body.
Wisps of silver light emanated from various acupoints throughout his body, reaching his dantian, then coiling around the inner core, generating new light that radiated throughout his entire body.
In this way, the essence and blood and the inner core moved up and down, transforming Yunze.
As time went by, Yunze not only recovered from all his injuries, but his body also became more perfect and shapely.
His black hair gradually turned silver-white, and a pair of horns on his head appeared faintly.
His already cool and handsome features became even more striking, as if a high-powered filter had been applied. He was as if the Creator had meticulously sculpted him, with every detail perfectly proportioned, a feast for the eyes.
During this process, Yunze also felt immense pain, but he experienced a kind of pleasure in that pain, for it was his hope for survival.
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