Chatper 1519 (2/2)

Talent or comprehension can be improved by relying on all kinds of elixir and magical medicine, but the improvement of xinxing has to rely on personal creation.

A cultivator of the Immortal Dao, no matter how high his talent and comprehension are, must always hone his Dao heart, and only those with a firm Dao heart will be able to attain the Dao in the future and will never die or be destroyed.

It is no exaggeration to say that once Han Daosheng's Taoism becomes unstable, then Han Daosheng will be completely abolished in the future.

This is also something that Han Wuji does not want to see, and he is not afraid of it.

"The inheritance of the Huangtian Emperor, yes, if he hadn't obtained the inheritance of the Huangtian Emperor, he would not have been able to stop me."

Han Daosheng suddenly came to his senses, and looked at Yang Xuan as if he was going to eat people. He gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect this son of the gods to look away, boy, you hide so deeply!"

As the son of the gods, Han Daosheng was gifted since childhood, and he had awakened the eyes of the gods early.

The celestial eyes are the bloodline magical powers unique to their god race, but not every god race cultivator has it. Among them, only those with rich god blood can use the power of blood to make their eyes advanced as god eyes. .

This pair of divine eyes can not only predict the enemy's opportunities, but also break through all illusions, look directly at the power of the source of heaven and earth, and possess all kinds of incredible and strange abilities.

However, even with the eyes of the gods, Han Daosheng could hardly see through Yang Xuan.

This son has blocked his own destiny, and nine times out of ten, he has cultivated a powerful secret technique, and deliberately does not let people spy on its depth.

"If I don't have any skills, how can I dare to stand up and pick you up? Now that the outcome is decided, what else can you say?"

Yang Xuan chuckled lightly.

"I……"

Han Daosheng's face turned black, and he really had no face to do anything to Yang Xuan now.

"Junior, my young master doesn't kill you, that's because you are lucky, but the old man never said that he would spare your life."

Han Wuji snorted coldly and said: "The inheritance of Huangtian Emperor, even the Immortal King and Immortal Emperor couldn't ask for it, but you got it. I have to say that you are really lucky, but that's all, you want to die happily today. , and quickly hand over the Great Wilderness Secret Art."

"The Great Desolation Technique is undoubtedly the inheritance of the Desolate Heaven Emperor. No wonder I felt a slight fluctuation of Desolate Power just now."

You Yunjing whispered, he had cultivated a mysterious desolate art, and he also gathered a little desolate energy in his body, but compared to Yang Xuan's finger just now, his desolate energy was not condensed enough.

"It turns out that this son is the descendant of Emperor Huangtian!"

"How is this possible? Isn't he Lin Feng of the Ascension Sect? He escaped from the dead in the forbidden area of ​​the barren mountain that day, and even took a fruit of the years. Could it be that he pretended all this?"

After a short silence, the crowd also changed color in an uproar. They originally thought that the birth of the descendant of the Emperor Huangtian was a false news deliberately revealed by the Xuanyin Sect and the ancestors of the Xuefumen.

But now it seems that this is clearly not fake news, but a real descendant of the Emperor of the Wilderness, and now he even stands in front of them alive.

"Here, Brother Fang, are you sure this son is really Lin Feng?"

Li Minghua sucked in a breath and looked at Fang Baiyu beside him.

"I don't know either, but if he wasn't Lin Feng, our Ascension Sect ancestor probably wouldn't bring him back to the mountain gate. As for how he got the inheritance of Huangtian Emperor, I'm afraid he is the only one who knows."

Fang Baiyu gritted his teeth, jealous to the point of madness.