Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

"Let me put it this way, I should be considered your great master."

The woman in white quietly stopped and shook her head, saying, "No, I left Qingyun Sect a thousand years ago. I am no longer a member of Qingyun Sect, and naturally I am not your grandmaster."

Hear the words.

Yang Chuanya was stunned and hesitated, "Since you have been sentenced to expel Qingyun Sect, why are you here?"

"why?"

The woman in white snorted and said, "It's simple. I don't want to owe anyone anything."

"Those old guys always say that all my achievements were bestowed upon me by the Qingyun Sect. If that's the case, I will leave a trace of my divine consciousness, passing on all I've learned and understood throughout my life to the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. This way, I owe nothing to the Qingyun Sect."

Speaking of it.

The woman in white laughed at herself and continued, "However, what's ridiculous is that I sealed this divine consciousness in a dangerous place and waited for a thousand years, but not a single person in the vast Qingyun Sect dared to venture into this dangerous place. It's truly ridiculous."

Yang Chuanya blinked her dark, bright eyes and said in surprise, "You mean, I'm the first Qingyun Sect disciple to arrive in the past thousand years?"

It was not until this moment that she realized that someone had deliberately brought her here.

Could it be that Zhao Xingfeng?

But isn't it a bit of an overreaction for Zhao Xingfeng to teleport her here alone?

If it weren't for Zhao Xingfeng, she wouldn't have had any grudges with anyone in the inner sect of Qingyun Sect...

Just when Yang Chuanya was stunned.

The woman in white suddenly changed the subject and asked again, "Young man, what's your name?"

Yang Chuanya suddenly came to his senses and said truthfully: "Yang Chuanya."

"Yang Chuanya?"

The woman in white nodded slightly and continued, "Listen, youngster. I will now pass on to you all I have learned and understood throughout my life. As for how much you comprehend, it all depends on your own luck."

While talking.

The woman in white waved her sleeves, and a dazzling white light burst out.

Without even giving Yang Chuanya any time to react, it penetrated into her brows.

For a while.

As a large amount of information flooded into his mind, Yang Chuanya felt a splitting headache.

"Ah! My head hurts!"

Yang Chuanya held her head with both hands, her body shaking, and she felt like her head was about to explode.

The woman in white shook her head slightly, raised her white wrist, and lightly tapped the air.

All of a sudden.

The void shook, and a vast magical power enveloped Yang Chuanya.

After a few breaths.

Yang Chuanya calmed down, sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and a glow of light flowed around him.

Like peeling silk from a cocoon, he began to gradually comprehend the memory inheritance given by the woman in white.

See this.

The white-clothed woman flashed and appeared in front of Yang Chuanya. She sighed softly and said, "It's a pity that you don't have ice spiritual roots, otherwise you could perfectly inherit all of my inheritance."

"Well, I should be content with waiting for a thousand years. At least the water spirit root in her body is still abundant. Ice and water have the same origin, so she can barely practice my cultivation method."

that's it.

The woman in white stood in front of Yang Chuanya, while Yang Chuanya sat on the ground, like an old monk in meditation, carefully comprehending the inheritance of the woman in white.

In a blink of an eye.

Three days later.

Just as Yang Chuanya was still immersed in contemplation, the voice of the woman in white suddenly sounded in her mind.

"wake up!"

The cold voice seemed to contain some mysterious power, which almost instantly disrupted her thoughts.

next moment.

When Yang Chuanya slowly opened her eyes, she saw the woman in white still standing in front of her.

"Senior... no, Master..."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Yang Chuanya's pretty face. Then, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the woman in white, saying, "Disciple Yang Chuanya greets Master!"

Although the woman in white had left Qingyun Sect a thousand years ago, he had accepted her inheritance after all, so he should kowtow and pay his respects to her and call her "Master".

The woman in white surprisingly did not object, but just nodded with a slight sense of relief.

"It still has some conscience."

The woman in white chuckled and continued, "Your cultivation is currently low. Contemplating too much will not only do you no good, but will affect your state of mind."

"I will temporarily seal the inherited memory. Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, the inherited memory will be partially unsealed accordingly. Also..."

So much for that.

The woman in white moved her mind and shot a ball of dazzling white light that emitted a terrifying chill into Yang Chuanya's dantian.

"Master, this?"

Feeling the terrible coldness shrouded by the ball of light, Yang Chuanya couldn't help but shrink her eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on her pretty face.

"Don't make a fuss. I just left a trace of ice essence in your dantian. It will be beneficial to your future cultivation and will not cause any harm."

The woman in white exhaled lightly and said, "My divine consciousness is about to dissipate. I'm afraid that in a little while longer, I won't be able to escort you away from here."

The words stop here.

The woman in white waved her sleeves, enveloped Yang Chuanya with magic power, and flew into the air.

And because of this, the two seemed to have triggered some kind of restriction.

boom!

Thick mist surged, and a red thunderbolt shrouded in the aura of destruction shot out, striking the two of them.

"A mere eighth-grade killing array can stop me!"

The woman in white snorted coldly, and with a slight shake of her white wrist, the vast spiritual energy suddenly erupted.

Just when the crimson thunder was only inches away from her.

She calmly raised her jade hand and gently clapped it forward. With a bang, the crimson thunder instantly turned into countless dense arcs of electricity, then flickered and dissipated.

Seeing such a horrifying scene.

Yang Chuanya's pupils widened instantly, and his face was filled with unprecedented horror.

What kind of cultivation level does his master have that he could actually disperse a bolt of lightning?

Almost a stick of incense passed.

Under the escort of the woman in white, the two crossed hundreds of miles and finally left the Jedi.

And in this process.

Only then did Yang Chuanya realize what kind of desperate situation he had been in during this period of time.

The area within hundreds of miles is covered by swamps shrouded in thick miasma, and in the swamps there are still mountains of white bones and rugged and strange dead trees.

not only that.

There are also monsters lurking in the swamp that are hundreds of feet long, or even as big as the current one.

There are also vines that look like living things and can pierce the bodies of monsters, and there are also huge flower buds with seductive colors that can instantly devour monsters.

Eighth-grade killing formation!

A swamp stretching for hundreds of miles, full of hidden dangers!

If I hadn't met my master, I would never have been able to escape danger in this life.

Think of this.

Yang Chuanya's heart was filled with murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Xingfeng, I, Yang Chuanya, swear here that one day, I will kill you!"

……

at the same time.

Yingshui City, suburbs.

Ruan Qi boarded the cloud boat and did not return to the Ruan family immediately. Instead, he chose to land on the outskirts of Yingshui City.

Almost half an hour passed.

The long-faced old man went away and came back to the bank of Yingshui River.

"Seventh Master, I just heard that the chief priest has just been in seclusion for a while, and it will take at least three months, or at most a year, for him to come out!"

The long-faced old man reported this to Ruan Qi, who was standing with his hands behind his back and a gloomy expression.

"Damn it! Why is he in seclusion at this critical moment?"

Just as Yang Xiaosheng expected.

Ruan Qi still had evil intentions and wanted to ask the Ruan family's chief priest, a great cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan realm, to deal with him.

However, at this time Ruan Qi no longer wanted to kill him, but wanted him to be used by the Ruan family.

After all, a fourth-grade talisman master is of great significance even to an immortal family like the Ruan family.

As for the Song family and the Wang family behind Baibao Tower, he didn't take them seriously at all.

As long as Yang Xiaosheng is used by the Ruan family, he will have enough power to clear me of all the guilt.

The long-faced old man consoled him, "Seventh Master, you don't have to worry. That independent cultivator surnamed Yang has only reached the perfect stage of foundation building. As long as the Grand Master steps in, he will surrender."

Ruan Qi gazed into the distance and sighed helplessly, "At this point, all we can do is wait for the Grand Master to come out of seclusion!"