A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

Chapter 152 Bei Wan: These years have been pretty good.

Inheritance hall.

The four people who were thrown here have entered different spaces.

Different levels represent different tests. When someone passes them all, they can successfully see the remnant soul left by the fallen power.

With recognition, you can gain true inheritance.

Qi You's Qingfeng Qingyun was light, and the cold poison in his body had long been suppressed by the little guy's Phoenix Fire. He used his spiritual power to cross the snow with a sword of frost, and with the help of words and spirits, he was enough to break through the formation.

Liao Jin was neither impatient nor impatient. He took one step at a time and relied solely on his Nascent Soul stage strength to get through. He used a heavy sword to fight with his strength, which gave him a chilling air.

Although Bai Jianzhi and Lu He were building foundations, the levels of the Palace of Heritage were not unbreakable.

It will be flexibly adjusted according to the strength of the attackers.

It wants to choose the inheritor, not the strongest among a group of people.

It's not that whoever has the highest strength can get the inheritance.

Bai Jianzhi remained calm in the face of danger, with a calm face. He used his hand as a pen, his spiritual power as ink, and the heaven and earth as paper. It was not difficult to overcome the obstacles skillfully.

Luhe is...

Being forced to use eighteen kinds of martial arts, he can be regarded as the most embarrassed one among the four.

She had been playing bad for too long, and she had only learned a few songs, and most of them were innocuous auxiliary songs.

Now, Lu He was looking at the music score he found in a panic and playing it at the same time.

I was a little panicked, but at least I managed to hold on.

Although the four people have different identities, they have the same idea:

Become stronger.

The "young master" who seemed to have been robbed just now, and the man who suddenly appeared with terrifying strength.

And the phrase "Phoenix" gave them a sudden strong sense of crisis.

Beiwan...

Maybe if they don't work hard and work hard, they will really become a burden.

Young people, who doesn’t want to stand shoulder to shoulder with their companions and walk along the way.

Even if they live and die together, they don't want to be left behind and become a burden. They don't want to.

……

Bei Wan sat quietly on the ground, looking at Uncle Jinwu in front of him.

Listen to him describe the scene when his mother sent her away.

"I was out looking for treasures for you. I hurried back when I sensed something was wrong with your mother."

"Your mother handed you and this ring to me and told me to leave quickly."

"At that time, Cangyan Sect... was already in a state of purgatory, and I don't know where so many Ascension Stage powerhouses came from."

"Even several elders in the sect have opened the Nine-Transformation Heavenly Trap Formation."

Bei Wan was confused: "Nine-turn trapped sky formation?"

I don't know why, but it seems familiar?

It seems like I have heard it somewhere.

"Well, basically no one knows about the great killing formation in Cangyan Sect, and your father and mother are basically the next head of Cangyan Sect. I was there at the time, so I knew about it."

"This formation is particularly evil when it is opened. It requires the entire sect to open it together. From now on, no one outside the formation can enter. A killing formation is formed within the formation. It will slowly dissipate when there are no more living creatures inside."

"I arrived in time, and after rescuing you, the Nine Transformations Trapped Heaven Formation was formed. Nearly ten thousand people from Cangyan Sect, including some elders from the side sect who were still communicating with Cangyan Sect at that time, all voluntarily trapped in the formation."

"But there are still some people who are in the ascension stage. Their target is you and me. In desperation, I have no choice but to throw you into a secret realm so that you can be safe for the time being."

"I finally entered this secret realm and suppressed that group of people, but I didn't have the ability to go out to find you."

"The person who asked Phoenix by name just now is probably one of them."

Jinwu told the little guy everything he knew.

Then the man looked at the little guy a little uneasily.

For the first time, he asked nervously and with some hesitation: "Um, cub."

The little guy looked at him doubtfully, waiting for his next words.

"How...how have you been these past years?"

The three-legged Golden Crow clenched his hands behind his back slightly, and finally asked this sentence.

This was the question he was most worried about, but also the one he dared not ask.

Bei Wan obviously didn't expect Jin Wu to ask this question.

Looking at Uncle Jinwu who was rarely nervous.

A slight smile appeared on the little guy's face, and he answered in a gentle voice.

"pretty good."

"I met my grandma who is very good to Bei Wan, and I also met my senior brother and master, as well as my godmother and the others."

"They are all very kind to Bei Wan!"

After hearing this, Jin Wu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good, that's good.

"Zai, who is your master?"

"Master Yan Fengmian."

Jin Wu raised his eyebrows: "It turns out to be that boy Yan Fengmian."

"Yeah." The little guy responded and then said:

"Master said that he also met my mother back then, and she asked him to look for me, and Master has been looking for me."

"Bei Wan is doing well, Uncle Jinwu, don't worry."

The little guy once again reiterated that he was doing well, soothing Jin Wu's nervousness.

"Okay, uncle will protect you from now on!"

Jin Wu bent down and picked up the little guy.

He reached out and pinched her little face a little dishonestly, looked at her carefully for a while, and smiled happily.

"You've grown so big! I'm so healthy! It's great!"

"Come! I will teach you how to use your natal fire!"

"Then Xihe Hundred Sword Slash, do you want to learn it?"

"Also, let me tell you, I have a lot of skills here! How about I teach you slowly and then tell you some things about Cang Yan Sect in the past?"

"Okay!" The little guy agreed obediently.

Because there are children here.

The endless dark void space gradually began to become lively.

But most of the time, Jinwu was the only one nagging.

"Baby! We don't have to be so serious. Why don't we take a break today?"

The small figure held a ball of flame in his hand and shook his head.

"You have to practice and become very powerful! This way you won't be bullied and you can protect the people you want to protect!"

Three-legged Golden Crow:...

If the old master of Cangyan Sect saw this realization, he would definitely like it.

And still like it very much.

"Okay, I'll continue to teach you!"

The Three-Legged Golden Crow did not force the little guy to rest, but got up and continued to practice with the little guy.

You can't be less motivated than a child at your age!

only……

That group of people outside is in some trouble.

Looking at the little guy who had mastered the form of his natal fire within half a month, the Three-Legged Golden Crow patted her shoulder.

"Baby, you practice well here and take a rest when you are tired. Uncle will go outside to deal with some people."

"it is good."

The little guy who was practicing his natal fire responded, then rarely stopped practicing, and stared at him quietly with a pair of clear and bright eyes.

"Uncle Jinwu, come back soon."

The three-legged Golden Crow looked at the little guy who was waiting for him to come back, smiled wantonly, and responded cheerfully:

"Okay, be back soon!"

……

in secret.

In just a few days.

It has flowed into a river of blood and turned into an endless purgatory.

The monks were killing each other as if they had lost their minds.

Even the monsters in the secret realm began to attack each other like crazy, or attack the monks in the secret realm.

Yan Ci held the Luoquan Sword in his hand. The sword was dripping with blood, and it fell on the loess, splattering with dust.

Beside him were a group of dead monks.

Those gentle and elegant eyes were full of killing coldness at this time.

The bloody smell spread from the nasal cavity and filled the brain, causing some chaos and pain.

Yan Ci closed his eyes and cast a cleaning spell on himself.

Reciting the Pure Heart Mantra silently in your mouth, even if it has little effect, some effects are still good.

He hasn't found Xiao Beiwan yet, so he must stay awake at this time.

Especially in such a dangerous situation, it is even more important to find it quickly.

Just as Yan Cicheng was about to turn around, his eyes dimmed and his right hand holding the sword instantly raised to resist.

The two sword energies collided, and the surrounding trees were broken, leaves fell, and a chilling and tense atmosphere spread.

"It's you!"

Yan Ci swallowed the blood that surged in his throat and looked at the visitor in disbelief.