When the ancestor god said that he would make compensation to the "Tao Shengjue" lineage, Lu Fan's eyes lit up and his heart became excited.
In his opinion, the things given by the ancestor gods must be rare things.
The ancestor god didn't pay attention to his expression, but continued to say: "Just as we were about to make compensation to the Daoshengjue lineage, we found that almost all the Daoshengjuemen who participated in the battle had perished, and even their only mountain gate was destroyed. Swallowed by a strange beast.
In desperation, I left this statue and this wisp of divine sense behind, preparing to make up for the lineage of Dao Shengjue in the years to come, and this day has finally come. "
Hearing this, Lu Fan was puzzled.
On that day, how did the ancestor god know that there would still be descendants of the "Tao Sheng Jue" on earth? And this descendant will come here in hundreds of thousands of years?
Of course, there is also the issue of the fairy sword, which is a major issue related to whether he can escape from danger, and the ancestor god must be reminded as soon as possible.
He raised his hand and said, "Can I ask three questions?"
The ancestor god glanced at him, shook his head: "It's best not to ask."
Lu Fan was a little depressed, thinking, the ancestor god was too stingy, and he didn't even let him ask three questions.
The ancestor god seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "Since you opened the door of this house, my spiritual thoughts have entered a countdown. Have you seen that oil lamp? It can only burn In a quarter of an hour, when it goes out, then I will completely disappear in this world."
"A quarter of an hour? Isn't that fifteen minutes?" Lu Fan's expression changed suddenly.
Before, the ancestor god spent ten minutes recalling the past, and then he began to talk about the great war hundreds of thousands of years ago, and another three or four minutes passed here.
Calculated, wouldn't it be that the other party will disappear within a minute or two at most? What kind of inheritance can this little time give him?
Thinking of this, Lu Fan was very anxious.
Immediately afterwards, he was ready to speak, asking the ancestor god to hand over the inheritance to him as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, the other party spoke first.
"It seems that you are very familiar with this small farmyard when you first came in?"
When Lu Fan heard it, several black lines appeared on his forehead. What time is this, and the other party is still chatting about the small farm yard.
However, the ancestor gods are elders after all, so Lu Fan could only reply quickly: "I was born in a rural area, and I grew up in this environment since I was a child."
"It turns out that your life is almost the same as mine." The ancestor god nodded.
In Lu Fan's anxious expression, he said meaningfully: "Since you are very familiar with the scene in the farmer's house, can you see the difference in my small courtyard?"
After finishing speaking, he looked deeply at Lu Fan again, as if implying something.
With Lu Fan's mind, he naturally understood that the other party's words were not simple.
"What's the difference? The same simple fence, thatched hut, dead tree trunks, turned vegetable ridges There doesn't seem to be any difference!"
He frowned and murmured.
Sudden!
The oil lamp in the house flickered and then went out, and the house was plunged into darkness.
Lu Fan felt a "thump" in his heart, "No, it's time!"
At this moment, something seemed to be captured in his mind.
"This courtyard is dead, without any vitality, and it seems that it should not exist in the world, but the courtyard I have seen before is alive and full of countless vitality.
The difference between them is life and death, existence and annihilation. The dead courtyard should have gone with the passage of time and should not continue to exist in the world, but it still exists, which is contrary to common sense.
What is the reason for it to continue to exist here? Could it be the ancestral means of the ancestor gods, no, absolutely not. "
Thinking of this, a flash of light flashed in Lu Fan's mind, "I know, it's time. The time here is forever frozen at the moment Xiaoyuan died"
At this moment, there seemed to be something more in Lu Fan's sea of ??consciousness, and he couldn't describe what it was. If he had to describe it, he could only say that it was a strange seed, a seed about The seed of the art of time and space.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect you to have such understanding. Very good, the Daoshengjue lineage is finally revived, and the deity is finally relieved"
In the dark space, the gratified laughter of the ancestor god suddenly sounded.
"Ancestral God, the inheritance you mentioned." The voice of the ancestor god came out again, and Lu Fan's heart tightened, and he quickly reminded him.
"Don't worry, I have waited hundreds of thousands of years for this inheritance, and I will never forget it. However, time is running out, and I can only pass on the essence to you. Since your performance is very good, I will give you a choice Given the opportunity, do you want the inheritance of Dao Shengjue lineage, or my inheritance?" Ancestral God.
Lu Fan was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes lit up immediately.
Unexpectedly, the ancestor gods were willing to share the inheritance.
His eyes flickered, his mind swirled, and he quickly made a decision.
"I want your inheritance!"
He already has the inheritance of the "Tao Sheng Jue". On Twelve's body, that is, on the big stone tablet in the Shizhu space, there are countless golden runes engraved. .
In addition, most of the runes on the stele are blurred. In his opinion, those runes must be all the inheritance of the "Tao Shengjue" lineage.
In this way, he has already obtained the inheritance of the "Tao Shengjue", so he chose the inheritance of the ancestor god.
"Okay, very good!" Ancestral God said with great satisfaction after being stunned for a moment, "Your intelligence is very high, I am optimistic about you! I will work hard to practice in the future, and I believe that in the near future, you and I will meet again one day. "
"Don't worry, since you have chosen my inheritance, I will not let you down. This is the most satisfying set of supernatural powers in my life, Qian Kun Sword Art, and I will pass it on to you today!"
After the voice of Zu Shen Shen fell, a golden light suddenly lit up from the darkness, and fell into Lu Fan's eyebrows in an instant.
A vast amount of information immediately swelled in his mind, and then, there were bursts of tingling sensations in his mind.
After this feeling lasted for four or five breaths, it slowly receded until it disappeared completely.
The pain receded, and what remained was the golden light of the ancestor god.
Sweeping away Lu Fan's spiritual sense, four golden characters "Qian Kun Jianjue" were revealed in the golden light.
Each stroke of these four characters seems to be composed of a sharp sword, shining golden and majestic.
Behind the four big characters, there are countless figures holding long swords floating, and those are the cultivation methods of sword art.
Although Lu Fan has not yet started to practice this technique, he can be sure that this set of sword art must be a very heaven-defying magical technique, if it can be cultivated to great success.
Thinking of this, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his eyes were full of anticipation. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com