Chapter 101 Inheritance?
At this time, Taoist Tian Yan had already taken the elixir, which temporarily stabilized his injuries. However, if he wanted to fully recover, he was afraid that it would take another ten days or half a month...
"My fellow Daoists," Shangguan Hong changed the subject, his gaze sweeping across the quiet courtyards before him. "Except for these already occupied courtyards, you may choose to stay in any of the remaining vacant ones. However, I would like to remind you that during your stay, please do not wander around freely. This valley is heavily restricted. If you accidentally trigger any restrictions and get hurt, I will not be held responsible!"
Behind Shangguan Hong, the faces of several peak masters twitched slightly, and they could hardly suppress the smiles on their lips.
No wonder the sect leader just asked them to instruct the elders to activate all the restrictions of the sect.
As long as they dare to intrude.
Even if you don't die, you will be skinned alive.
Zhou Feng stared at Shangguan Hong with a sharp gaze, then turned and walked away with a determined stride. Seeing this, the other powerful men from the other sects followed suit, not daring to linger.
Now that Zhou Feng had left, it would only be boring for them to stay here any longer.
After the figures of the powerful sect masters gradually disappeared into the distance, Qiu Chuji slowly stepped forward and whispered to the sect leader, "Sect Leader, if they come tomorrow and don't leave, should we..."
Shangguan Hong raised the corner of his lips, "Then I'll take 30 million low-grade spirit stones. As long as we give them spirit stones, they can stay as long as they like."
Several peak masters smiled at each other.
In that case, they would rather they stayed a few more days.
It’s a pity that they will set off for the Taishi Secret Realm tomorrow.
I'm afraid I won't be able to earn this amount of spirit stones...
"Girl, can you let me see your gun?" Lei Yang was still thinking about Su Qing's "Tetanus Gun", which was truly amazing.
Although he is not good at using guns, he knows a little bit.
He even started to wonder whether he should have a good talk with the sect leader to get this girl to become his disciple.
This is not a mascot at all.
It's simply a treasure!
"Yes..." Su Qing didn't dare to refuse, and took out the rusty spear.
"This..." Lei Yang looked at the rusty spear in front of him. With his eyesight, he couldn't even tell what the spear was made of.
And isn’t this rust a bit too much?
Ordinary magic weapons will not rust even if they are left for thousands of years. Only weapons in the mortal world will have this problem.
Several other peak masters were also attracted by the spear in front of them.
“This gun…”
Several people watched carefully, but no one noticed that Su Qing behind them was constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Okay.
This feeling of being guilty is really not a good one.
If the Sect Master and several Peak Masters knew that I had pried open the Sect Patriarch's coffin, I wonder if they would still be so amiable...
"Junior sister, where did you get this junk?" Fu Chen lost interest after just two glances.
This thing is obviously something from the mortal world.
Those treasures that truly contain the spiritual energy of heaven and earth are all magnificent and radiant. The more dazzling they are, the more priceless they are.
Look at the rubbish in front of me.
Even if it was dropped on the city streets, no one would even take a second look...
Lei Yang frowned and stared, his doubts growing even stronger. He was about to reach out and touch it to find out what it was, but before his fingertips even touched the object, an extremely sharp spear intent had already locked onto his brow like a cold light on his back.
"This..." Lei Yang was dumbfounded, looking at the illusory gun shadow condensed from the gun intent in front of him, a look of horror quietly crept onto his face.
He felt a stinging pain on his forehead and a trickle of blood flowed down his forehead.
He had no doubt.
As long as he moves a little, the gun will pierce his head!
Several peak masters were about to take action to suppress it.
Shangguan Hong's eyes were fixed on the spear. After a moment, he shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he quickly spoke out to stop everyone, "Wait a minute!"
"Master, why is this happening?" Everyone looked stunned.
Shangguan Hong turned his gaze towards Su Qing, his tone filled with unquestionable authority, "Put it away!"
"Yes." Su Qing trotted forward a few steps, and the moment she grabbed the spear, the extremely sharp spear intent disappeared without a trace like morning mist.
Lei Yang swallowed hard. In addition to the unbelievable shock in his heart, there was also a hint of belated fear.
With his cultivation level at the initial stage of tribulation, he had no confidence at all that he could catch the shot.
Qiu Chuji vaguely felt that the sect leader might have recognized the origin of the gun, otherwise why would he show such an expression?
"Master, that gun..."
"Don't mention this to anyone."
Several peak masters looked at each other, but nodded in agreement.
Lei Yang's old face turned red.
I have lived for thousands of years.
Just for a moment, he was actually afraid of a spear!
Several peak masters noticed something, but since the sect leader didn't say anything, they didn't want to keep asking. Could it be that this gun had some other origin?
Moreover, the gun intent just now was filled with a strong murderous aura.
This shows that this gun has killed countless lives to condense such a strong murderous aura.
"Su Qing stays, and everyone else goes back."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Lei Yang was reluctant, but after seeing several people winking at him, he gave up and turned around to leave with them.
Fu Chen also left the yard, looking back every few steps.
Only Su Qing and Shangguan Hong were left in the courtyard.
Su Qing stood straight.
It’s over!
The leader wouldn't really recognize the origin of this gun, so wouldn't I...
"Tell me, what's going on!" Shangguan Hong's face was serious and majestic. "Why is this gun in your hand?"
Su Qing's heart skipped a beat.
I really recognized it...
what to do.
Did he say that he was sleepwalking, or that the gun flew into his hands by itself?
It seems that none of them are reliable...
etc.
Su Qing suddenly thought of the bloody plot that had been written to death in the novel.
This is not a ready-made template.
It would be a waste if you don’t use it.
Thinking of this, Su Qing immediately understood and stopped stuttering when speaking.
"Master, I heard a voice, so I followed it to the back mountain." Su Qing copied the plot of the story, adding some exaggeration.
The general meaning is that there is a voice calling her.
So she went there in a daze.
When she reached the back mountain, the restriction did not stop her. Then she found the blood coffin and obtained the inheritance of the ancestor.
"You mean, you got the inheritance?" Shangguan Hong's voice was filled with shock that was hard to conceal.
If he remembered correctly.
This gun should have been left by the third ancestor of his Lingyun Sect. He had only seen some records about this gun in the sect's records!
But he never expected it.
This spear actually carries the legacy of the Three Ancestors...
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