Chapter 1491： Time gem (1/2)

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Hearing the words of the Taoist phantom in midair, Song Jian was taken aback at first, and then relieved. Many people think that inheriting this kind of thing is just a secret technique, but in fact the content of the inheritance is very complicated, and it is definitely not one or two skills. What can be included in the secrets of the law, and sometimes even requires the inheritor to pass on the practice in person to fully inherit his mantle.

Song Jian should be the most outstanding existence in this assessment, but unfortunately, he is not a person of this era.

”If you are within one hundred thousand years from this era, I still have a way to let you inherit my mantle, but for one million years, this is far beyond my ability...” In midair, the Taoist phantom eyes were complicated. Looking at Song Jian, he shook his head and sighed.

It is also very difficult to find a suitable heir. The Tianjiao of Human Race who has entered the land of inheritance has exceeded one hundred thousand, but only a few people can reach the end, and Song Jian is the best among them. of.

Song Jian frowned slightly. Although it took more than half a month to upgrade his aura skills to level ten, in fact, he still had expectations for the inheritance of a god-level powerhouse, but now, all of this Has failed.

”It's a pity!” Taoist Xuying sighed, but soon, he pointed towards Song Jian's void, a golden light bloomed from his fingertips, Song Jian had no time to react, and this golden light penetrated his forehead.

”It seems that you have the inheritance of Sword Sect. This is my understanding of swordsmanship. I hope it can help you!” The Taoist nodded and said: ”There are some sundries in the inheritance land. If you find it useful, you can bring them all. Go, okay, your trial is over here, you can leave at any time!”

After speaking, the Taoist shook his head, and the figure slowly disappeared in the air.

In Song Jian’s sea of ​​consciousness, a golden object that looked like a seed gleamed. This is the Taoist’s understanding of kendo. This is the insight of a god-level powerhouse and cannot be directly transmitted to Song Jian. Otherwise, a large amount of information flow. Song Jian's knowledge of the sea, who is only a third-order combat power, will directly break through.

Now these insights are condensed into a seed of insight. When Song Jian uses his swordsmanship in the future, he will gradually integrate the Taoist's insight into Song Jian's insight and become his own. This will surely be something of his own. A long process, but for Song Jian, it is also an extremely valuable asset.

The test is still going on. The Taoist phantom can only tell that Song Jian is a man a million years later, but he doesn't realize that the world he lives in is just a cycle of history.

The phantom shadow of the Taoist disappeared, and the surrounding scenes slowly changed, as if a gust of wind passed by, all the undead creatures in front of Song Jian were blown away like sand, and the dark environment in front of him was like glass, with cracks appearing. There was a sudden collapse.

With a flower in front of Song Jian, he realized that he had returned to the hall again.

At this time, of the dozens of stone pillars on the main hall, five of them had turned into a rock-like gray, and the surface of the other stone pillars was still emitting light golden light.

These five stone pillars have turned into gray, and the scenes carved on them are exactly the five scenes that Song Jian has ”cleared”.

Looking at the dozens of stone pillars left, Song Jian couldn't help but shudder. With so many stone pillar scenes, if he hits one by one, he might really be crushed.

At this time, the main hall was brightly lit, and all the torches were burning, and some torches that had not burned before were all lit, illuminating the main hall like daylight.

At the end of the hall, there is a high platform, on which there are thirteen ten-foot-long seats. These seats look similar to the **** chair in Song Jianshen's country, but the style is slightly different.

Among them, on the second chair from the left, a statue of a Taoist sat in it, really turned his head and looked towards the hall, with a faint smile on his face.

The appearance of this Taoist is exactly the same as the phantom Taoist who has been floating in midair during the trial. Music Literature

The Taoist statue was sitting on the sacred chair. In front of him, there was a treasure chest emitting purple-golden light, and Song Jian's eyes lit up.