"Is this the place of inheritance?"

Ye Wuque walked forward slowly, a look of surprise on his face, his eyes sweeping all around. Originally, Ye Wuque thought that as the place of inheritance of Tianlan Zhenzong, even if it would not be magnificent and magnificent, it would at least be a place like some special noble hall or altar. There     should

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all kinds of ancient prohibitions all around, or there should be powerful guardians such as countless puppet guards.

But what appeared in front of Ye Wuque at this moment was a barren yellow land!

This yellow land seemed to have no end. Where Ye Wuque's feet stepped was thick and solid soil, and when he looked up at the sky, it was the same gray sky as the general platform, and the light seemed to be inexplicably dim.

Standing between the heaven and earth, Ye Wuque suddenly felt a sense of... the vast years have passed, and I have been independent for thousands of years. It was as if I had been standing here quietly, and when I looked back, thousands of years had passed.

This feeling of desolation and loneliness came over me, and even though Ye Wuque's mind and will were extremely tenacious, he couldn't help but feel dazed.

"Is this the power of time... It's really terrible! Time should be the greatest unpredictable force in the world."

Ye Wuque looked around, feeling emotional, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Time is indeed the greatest power in the world. No one can escape its control. No matter how extraordinary the characters and forces are, they will eventually decay and perish in front of it, and it is difficult for them to survive in the world."

Dian Linglan's strong and vicissitudes of life suddenly resounded in this world, as if it had echoed from thousands of years ago, with a loneliness and inexplicable lamentation immersed in the years, which spread deeply and was enough to infect anyone's mood.

The ten-foot-long aqua-blue figure suddenly appeared in a place, standing with his hands behind his back. Although he had no facial features, he had a real gaze.

However, at this moment, in Ye Wuque's mind, Kong's voice also sounded.

"Time is indeed terrible, but those who decay and perish are only not strong enough to transcend it. When you are strong enough, you can transcend it, and the long river of time is just a beautiful scenery in life."

There was a hint of smile in Kong's voice. The voice was calm, but the point of view expressed was completely opposite to that of Dian Linglan.

Ye Wuque nodded. In his heart, he firmly believed in Kong's point of view. Although Dian Linglan was ancient and unpredictable, Ye Wuque knew that in front of Kong, Dian Linglan would probably not be as unpredictable as ten or a hundred times.

For a moment, this world seemed to fall into a kind of silence, and Ye Wuque and Dian Linglan seemed to fall into their own worlds.

A moment seemed to be eternal, and eternity condensed into a moment.

When Dian Linglan's voice sounded again, Ye Wuque was refreshed, knowing that the good show was finally coming!

"Ye Wuque, you have challenged the disciple authority and obtained the level authority of the personal disciple. You are qualified to be granted the core inheritance power of Tianlan Zhenzong, 'Lan'. Go to the altar fifty feet in front of you."

As expected, there is still an altar!

Ye Wuque's eyebrows twitched, and he immediately walked forward according to Dian Linglan's instructions. As he took a step, a rumbling sound came from not far away, and the yellow earth suddenly trembled inexplicably.

At the end of Ye Wuque's sight, an ancient altar of a hundred feet in size slowly rose from the ground, bringing up a cloud of dust, as if it had awakened from endless years, reappeared in the world, and saw the light of day.

The closer Ye Wuque got to the altar, the more he could see the appearance of this ancient altar, and the more he could feel an inexplicable aura surrounding it, looming, but with an increasingly fierce trend, constantly gushing out.

"It turned out to be two altars combined into one?"

When Ye Wuque walked to the ancient altar of a hundred feet in size, he finally saw its entire appearance clearly.

On it, two altars, each dozens of feet in size, stood on the left and right, and together they formed a hundred feet in size.

The altar on the left was purple, with complex and ancient inscriptions carved on it. At first glance, it looked like a thunder dragon swimming in all directions, with lightning flashing and surging. The whole gave people a sense of unparalleled strength and dominance over the world!

The altar on the right was blue, and the inscriptions carved on it were also ancient. But at a glance, it looked like a bunch of waves surging on their own, surging endlessly, but it gave people a sense of vastness that all things took it as the source and nourished the world!

One on the left and one on the right, one purple and one blue, just represented the two natural forces between heaven and earth, thunder and water.

"These two altars are the altar of thunder and the altar of water. Only those with the authority of the direct disciple level are qualified to step on these altars and accept the altar inheritance."

Dian Linglan's voice sounded, and Ye Wuque nodded slightly.

It seems that if one wants to obtain the most superior core power of the Tianlan True Sect, the Thunder and Water Altars must appear at the same time.

Swish!

Ye Wuque no longer hesitated and took a step forward. In just a few breaths, Ye Wuque stood on the ancient altar. Looking at the two altars facing each other on the left and right, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was stepping on lightning with one foot and water with the other.

"The Tianlan Zhenzong was founded with the power of 'storm', because the founder Tianlan Zhenren comprehended and created this new type of power. But in fact, this 'storm' comes from the power of thunder and water. Without thunder and water, there will be no 'storm'."

"So, if you want to inherit the power of 'storm', the inheritor must know and understand where 'storm' comes from and how it was born, and must be able to comprehend it before being able to use it, which is the origin of 'storm'."

Dian Linglan's words immediately moved Ye Wuque's heart slightly, and he asked: "Senior Lan, do you mean that if you can't fully comprehend the origin of the power 'storm', you can't get the core inheritance?" "

No, even if you can't comprehend it, you can still get the inheritance relative to authority, but after practicing, in terms of application, power and prospects, it is far inferior to the situation after completely comprehending the origin of 'storm'."

"This feeling is like an excellent painter drawing a lifelike dragon on a scroll. Whether it is its shape, spirit, or power, it is exactly the same as the real Nine Heavens Dragon. It can also be called a dragon. No one will deny it."

"But no matter how similar the dragon on the scroll is, compared with the real Nine Heavens Dragon that can soar into the sky and turn the clouds and rain, although they are both dragons, they are just dead things after all. How can they be compared?"

Dian Linglan seemed to have known that Ye Wuque would ask this question, and gave such an answer, which immediately made Ye Wuque realize something.

The origin of the mist!

This is the true essence and charm of the core inheritance of Tianlan Zhenzong. If you can understand the origin of the mist, you can be regarded as having truly and perfectly obtained the most precious thing in the core inheritance.

If you cannot understand the origin of the mist, even if you can get the core inheritance, you can only get its form, not its essence.

"So that's how it is. Although I know it, I don't know why. There is indeed a big difference. In this case, I will do my best to comprehend the origin of the mist. If I can understand it, it is my fate. If I can't understand it, it is also my destiny."

Ye Wuque's bright eyes slowly calmed down, and he even closed his eyes directly. When he opened them again, there was no ripples, deep and vast, as if he had returned to the most peaceful and comfortable moment.

"Sit cross-legged on the cushion in front of the Leishui altar, and feel it with your heart. The altar will take you to see the power 'mist'."

According to Dian Linglan's instructions, Ye Wuque sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the Leishui altar and slowly closed his eyes.

Boom!

After closing his eyes for a few breaths, Ye Wuque heard a huge sound that reverberated at the same time!

The rumbling sound was clearly the thunder above the nine heavens roaring and flashing, fierce and powerful, with extreme violence, chaos, and destruction. It seemed that everything covered by the lightning would be blasted into ashes!

The next moment, Ye Wuque's eyes were clearly closed, blocking his own vision, but he still saw clearly that there was a purple thunder coming towards his forehead in an instant!

This purple thunder was extremely fast, with an irresistible speed and power, and it instantly hit Ye Wuque's eyebrows, leaving Ye Wuque no chance to dodge.

"Ah..."

The sudden purple thunder made Ye Wuque scream in pain immediately, and he stood up and opened his eyes with a whoosh!

But immediately his eyes were fixed, and a sense of disbelief flashed in them!

"This is...where is this? Have I come to the Thunder Hell?"

As far as the eye can see, Ye Wuque is alone. There is no more Baizhang altar behind him, no more yellow earth in front of him, and no more gray sky above his head. There is only endless lightning, surging and roaring in every place between heaven and earth!

No sound can be heard in my ears, only the roar of thunder is constantly ringing, and the violent power is constantly venting. In the surging thunder group in the distance, it seems that thunder explodes every moment, hitting 30,000 miles, destroying everything and everything!

Ye Wuque feels like a small boat sailing in the sea of ​​thunder. Life and death are not in his hands at all. It seems that a thunder bombardment at any time will make his soul fly away and disappear into ashes!

"Is all this an illusion? It shouldn't be. I can clearly sense my existence, and my thinking and cultivation have not been affected at all. It seems that the Baizhang altar sent me here."

Just as Ye Wuque was thinking hard, he suddenly felt an irresistible tearing force from the endless thunder!

Buzz!

The next moment, he was torn away by the tearing force, and flew towards the depths of the endless thunder at a high speed!     Boom

!     The roar of thunder resounded in his ears, and Ye Wuque didn't even dare to move, because he could clearly sense that there were countless violent thunders surrounding him!     For some reason, in Ye Wuque's heart at this moment, there was a great fear brewing. As he was constantly torn into the depths of the endless thunder by the irresistible tearing force, a strong sense of crisis was constantly coming!     This was a sign and perception before life and death. Ye Wuque wanted to escape, but there was no way, so he could only let the tearing force drag him until he came to the deeper part of the thunder.     Boom! Crackling!     Finally, the irresistible tearing force seemed to slowly disappear, and Ye Wuque found himself suspended in an inexplicable void, where there seemed to be no time, only the roaring thunder and the shining lightning!     Ye Wuque was lying in the void, looking around, all he could see was endless purple, there was no other color in the world, it seemed that even his flesh and blood began to be rendered and affected by the endless lightning.     However, at this moment, a ruthless roar with infinite height and domineering roared!     "It's been 38,900 years! Old Tianlan actually sent a human like you to try to embezzle my thunder source! Damn human, I will let you experience 9981 thunders of destruction! Let your spirit and body be destroyed, and your soul will become my slave forever, and you will never die well and end well in your life!"     Rumble!     The moment this voice fell, Ye Wuque saw a dark thunder suddenly booming above his head!     "Ah..."     Ye Wuque's screams were heard, and the whole person was completely submerged by the dark lightning.     <="">Search "Kujiang.com" on WeChat, follow it and send the name of the work, and read the full text for free! The fastest update! <="kj_ds_icon">