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The system sighed. It had never seen such a stupid player. Although Jimo Yanzhou was its first player, their system also had a system group and they would communicate with each other about some of the strange behaviors and personalities of their little ancestors.

People like Jimo Yanzhou are the simplest among all the players. They die quickly, don't worry about living long, and have to think of a reasonable reason to leave when they leave.

Also, Jimo Yanzhou treats people sincerely and has no utilitarianism. Compared with the greed and arrogance of the hosts of other systems, this is very good, very good.

Although his brain wasn't very good, he felt comfortable being with innocent people, so the system explained to him: "Feng Tinghai and Nan Yanche had a life-and-death friendship. Sister Zhou is also thinking about you, and hopes that Nan Yanche can spare your life. There is one more thing..."

Jimo Yanzhou and other systems speak.

The system remained silent for a while.

He really hates people or things that only speak half of their sentences.

"Another point is that you got something left to you by your ancestors in the family trial. It's really killing two birds with one stone." The system was thinking, as an AI, how could it be so smart? It was so smart that it could sort out such complicated relationships and causes and effects in an instant.

Jimo Yanzhou thought, this system really has nothing. It just has a mouth.

After sending You Shu back to her room, Feng Tinghai's face suddenly became serious and he said, "In the secret realm of Yelang City, could it be that Jimo Liaoxian also obtained the ancient inheritance?"

Feng Tinghai suddenly looked at Jimo Yanzhou and asked, "What is the unique family skill of your Jimo family?"

Jimo Yanzhou looked confused and said, “Actually, I’m not very familiar with my family’s affairs.”

Zhou Yun said faintly: "Sound technique."

Feng Tinghai's face darkened, with a sharp cold light in his eyes, and he said: "Sound technique? According to what I heard, Jimo Liaoxian is a disciple of Qianmen Sect. Qianmen Sect is famous in the Great Wilderness for its sword technique, especially the sword control technique and the Eight Wasteland Six Combinations Sword Art. Jimo Liaoxian is a disciple of the Sword Sect. Now he knows the sound control technique of my Cangwu Sect?"

Zhou Yun's eyes sparkled as he looked at Jimo Yanzhou: "The Jimo family's unique skill is the art of controlling sound, right? Have you learned other family secrets? Or do you know if other family members have learned other skills?"

Jimo Yanzhou shook his head and said, "The family's unique skill is the art of controlling sound. The children of the family also learn this skill. When this skill is applied to the extreme, it can even control everything with sound and distort time and space. But that is just a legend. Even the founder of the family, Jimo Lexian, may not have that ability."

Sure enough, so!

After a long while, Feng Tinghai finally spoke: "Although Junior Sister's intelligence has been impaired since childhood, she has an absolute sense of music, otherwise she would not have been accepted as a direct disciple by the headmaster. Her mind is pure, and the purer the mind is in cultivation, the faster the progress will be."

"So that ancient inheritance was originally meant for You Shu." But for some reason it was snatched away by Jimo Lexian, Jimo Yanzhou said, and suddenly he felt that Jimo Lexian was a really despicable person.

Such a despicable and shameless person should be exterminated from all descendants!

System: When you become mentally retarded, you even scold yourself.

Feng Tinghai seemed to have discovered a very important point in his memory, "Who seriously injured the master?" When was he seriously injured? Why didn't he have the slightest impression? The master had passed the master's order to him, and he was willing to go to the earth veins to seal the source of the world's destruction.

Feng Tinghai suddenly stretched out his hand, and a paulownia flower surrounded by spiritual energy suddenly appeared in his palm. It was shaped like a bell, light pink with purple, and was flashing a faint purple glow.

"The leader's order of the Cangwu Sect is a tung flower." Jimo Yanzhou said. It was the first time he saw such a leader's order.

Then he quickly turned up his sleeves. There was a small family mark on his sleeve. If you look closely, the mark looks like a small bell, and it is three-quarters like a tung flower.

“The first sect leader’s wife loved paulownia trees, so the sect leader planted paulownia trees on every hill in the sect, and the sect leader’s order was also in the shape of paulownia flowers.” The paulownia flowers floating in Feng Tinghai’s palm gradually became grayer. Without the nourishment of the sect’s luck, they naturally would not be more dazzling.

Zhou Yun actually frowned, sensing something was wrong, and said, "But you are not the head of the sect yet, how come the head of the sect order is in your hands?"

Feng Tinghai's handsome face suddenly froze. He stared at the leader's order floating in his hand and didn't say a word for a long time.

Jimo Yanzhou felt the solemn atmosphere. Zhou Xiaomei and Feng Tinghai looked even more solemn. He asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why do you look like that?"

Feng Tinghai's expression froze, and he realized the problem, and said, "The little sister here is not a little sister!"

Before Feng Tinghai finished his words, he heard a sinister laugh coming from the room where You Shu was. Then You Shu, dressed in pink, walked out. Her eyes were pitch black with no whites at all, and it was impossible to tell whether her eye sockets were in focus or not.

That face was still You Shu's, but it was slowly changing. Gradually, You Shu's bright and lively face became stiff. "I didn't expect you to see through it so quickly."

It's nothing more than a magical place, a magical mirror of the heart. Feng Tinghai is the most obsessive here.

The evil spirit came very quickly and soon approached them. Feng Tinghai raised his sword and swept it. The evil spirit was swept back by the sword energy and retreated to the door of the room, staring at them with a pair of dark eyes.

"What kind of monster is this?" Zhou Yun's talisman array has been activated, and a dazzling barrier appears around him. The evil spirit is burned by the shining white light of the barrier, and he covers his face and lets out a sharp cry.

Feng Tinghai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he stood firm with his sword. He frowned and looked at the evil spirit, "An evil spirit that escaped from the Yinsha Land."

Jimo Yanzhou didn't expect that among the three, Feng Tinghai, the only one who could be considered the ceiling of martial arts, would fall. His heart tightened immediately and he hurriedly said, "Senior Feng!"

You must not die. If you die, we will be buried with you.

Feng Tinghai spit out another mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground. Jimo Yanzhou hurried over to help him up, "What happened? When did you get hurt?"

Feng Tinghai raised his hand and said, "As soon as we entered here, they targeted me, whether it was the duel or the sudden appearance of my junior sister. I don't know when they made their move."

"Memory is memory. They can tamper with your memory, so they must have invaded your soul long ago." Zhou Yun was controlling the talisman formation. She took out the demon pill left by Feng Tinghai when he eliminated the demon to reinforce the formation, but she didn't know if it could hold up.