Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the feather casually. Although he did not make any other movements, the feather was frightened and trembled, and hurriedly retreated into the darkness.

You little bastard, you still want to be picky about this rubbish inheritance of yours?

With Jiang Han's talent, there are countless inheritances waiting for him to accept them. How dare you test his qualifications?

Could it be that you have been dead for too long and have forgotten your own last name? If my inheritance was not here, would it still be your turn?

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said:

"By the way, I have a set of spells here that are specifically used to collect the inheritance here. Take them with you."

He threw a green ball of light, which Jiang Han caught with his hand.

"Go in and receive the inheritance with peace of mind. I will protect you here."

Jiang Han responded, glanced at the few people below who had quieted down, then stepped into the vortex and entered the inheritance space.

As he entered, the vortex suddenly stopped, then quickly shrank inward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the fluctuation of aura, the people below became more respectful, fearing that they would be angered by their senior and lose their lives.

Feng Baiyan secretly glanced upwards and saw that only the middle-aged Taoist was left in the air, which immediately confirmed her guess.

"As expected, this senior is the one with real strength and power, and that person from the Purple Sky Sword Sect must be a junior from their clan. This senior came here specifically to protect him and gain this opportunity."

Thinking of this, Feng Baiyan buried his head deeper.

Xuan Dao Mountain is extremely mysterious. Even if the masters of the five major sects come in person, they can only act according to the rules of Xuan Dao Mountain.

But this middle-aged Taoist priest actually disregarded the rules of Xuandao Mountain. This could only mean that this person was much stronger than the leaders of the five sects.

But even with the strength of the middle-aged Taoist priest, he had to bow to the young man's family, and even personally protect the law to help the young man obtain the inheritance.

Thinking about it this way, how powerful is this young man's family?

I’m afraid it’s stronger than the five major sects!

He has been in the world of immortal cultivation for so long, but he has never heard any news about this family. This shows that the other party must be a secretive family that rarely travels outside!

Thinking of this, Feng Baiyan's eyes were faintly burning.

He finally understood that his greatest opportunity today was not the blue inheritance, but the good fortune of meeting this young master!

"If I can serve this young master, the Qi family's promise and the threat of becoming a god will probably be resolved with just a few words in front of this young master's family!"

"If I could take this opportunity to join the Young Master's family... No! It's not that easy to join a family like this. It would be great if I could form a good relationship with the Young Master this time."

He secretly glanced at the weapon spirit who was silently and patiently guarding the way, and became more certain of his thoughts.

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The sky is white and the earth is black.

Between the distinct black and white of heaven and earth, a pair of enormous black and white wings with a wingspan of 30,000 miles seemed to have merged with the world, hanging quietly in the air.

The wings are completely black, with only a very light white spot at the tips of the feathers.

"Crack——!"

A blue lightning bolt as thick as a dragon streaked across the sky, bringing with it a huge gust of wind. The wind whistled and swept across the sky and earth, but it could only make the ends of the feathers sway slightly.

Such huge wings seemed like dead objects at this moment, not emitting any pressure, but instead giving off an indescribable feeling of desolation and loneliness.

The whole world is like a huge tomb, filled with the breath of death.

Jiang Han stood in mid-air, staring at the huge wings in silence, and a strange feeling inexplicably arose in his heart.

The wing looked dead, yet also seemed alive, which gave him a very strange feeling.

"Oh, there's a pretty good treasure here."

The sword spirit suddenly appeared, looking at the wings in the air in amazement.

"Whose inheritance is this? Although this thing isn't too powerful, it's rare in the Immortal Realm. I should have some impression of it..."

The sword spirit patted his head and asked, "Why can't I remember it?"

Jiang Han didn't hear her muttering afterwards. When he heard the word "fairyland", his head froze.

"Fairy world?"

Seeing Jiang Han like this, the sword spirit knew that he had said something wrong and quickly made amends:

"Just pretend I didn't say anything. Just know that this is an inheritance that's worthy of your attention."

How could this lower realm possibly have an inheritance from the immortal realm? This level of inheritance, just the Dao contained within it, is definitely not something the lower realm can bear.

I'm afraid that as soon as it appears, the world will collapse immediately.

Moreover, crossing the interface and coming into contact with the inheritance of the fairyland so early may not be a good thing for Jiang Han.

On the path of spiritual practice, one must be down-to-earth and take every step very firmly, so as to lay a solid enough foundation for the future path to success.

This inheritance of the seventh-grade Immortal Emperor is very powerful, but precisely because it is too powerful, it is very likely to be a huge burden for Jiang Han.

From then on, although his cultivation level increased rapidly, he also left the most important foundation. It was like a castle in the air. If it encountered a slightly stronger wind, the entire building would collapse instantly.

Unless he has an indestructible heart of Taoism, he can firmly hold on to his original intention and firmly grasp this building on the foundation.

At that time, no matter how great the hardship, no matter how strong the disaster, it could not shake him in the slightest, allowing him to always follow his heart and move towards his goal step by step.

Only in this way can he truly transform the cultivation brought to him by this inheritance into his own strength, and only then can he conform to his original intention and achieve his wish.

Otherwise, if his Dao heart is not strong, his psychological endurance is too poor, and his Dao heart is shaken by the slightest thing, then this inheritance will harm him instead.

It would be better to let him move forward step by step on his own. After all, with his luck and my assistance, he will reach this level sooner or later. It just takes more time.

Thinking of this, her face became serious:

"No matter how good this inheritance is, your current strength is still too weak to master it. Only when your strength reaches a certain level can you truly unleash the power this inheritance brings you."

"Inheritance only points you on a path that leads directly to the great road, but how far you can actually reach depends on how far you can go."

"Now, you just need to treat these wings as a better magic weapon."

"I see."

Jiang Han nodded. He understood these principles. It was like a child holding a big knife. Although it could hurt others, it was more likely to hurt himself.

What's more, compared to this inheritance from the fairy world, he is probably not even a child, but a baby at best.

The sword spirit looked into his eyes and said, "This inheritance has both advantages and disadvantages. If your heart is not strong and you force yourself to inherit it, the advantages will outweigh the disadvantages."