Chapter 1432: Leaving Inheritance

On the snow, Ling Xian thought of the picture of the Nine Immortals, and his eyebrows felt a little more guilty.

When he first got this picture, he was just pure joy. Later, through the words of several immortals, he gradually understood the meaning of the picture of the Nine Immortals.

It is not only a heaven-defying treasure, but also a heavy responsibility. Whoever gets it will have to take over this responsibility.

Although I don't know what kind of responsibility it is, it is not difficult to imagine that it must be of great importance.

Right now, Ling Xian was about to die, so she was unable to complete it, so she naturally felt guilty.

When he thought of the earnest eyes of the immortals, his heart was bitter, and he didn't have the face to see them for the last time.

"It's implicated you. I hope that after my death, the nine immortals will automatically leave the body and not die with me."

Ling Xian sighed softly, not unwilling, he was really at the end of the road, only full of helplessness left.

After that, he punched the snow, and the ground cracked, and the sky blew snow.

After the wind and snow subsided, a large rectangular pit appeared, just enough to accommodate Ling Xian. Obviously, this is the tomb he prepared for himself.

Then, Ling Xian waved his sleeves lightly, and the 108 formations went deep into the ground, protecting the tomb in the center.

If someone wants to dig a grave, they must first break through one hundred and eight formations, and this is not an easy task.

Ling Xian is the great master of the formation path, and the 108 formations complement each other and are endless. Not to mention an ordinary tomb robber, even if the Grandmaster of the Dao and the Seventh Realm arrive together, they will never touch his tomb.

Of course, if the Grand Master of the Formation Dao came in person, then he would have nothing to do.

But this is basically impossible. The Grand Master of Formation Dao is a rare existence in the world. Looking at the entire Xuanwu Continent, it would be good to have two or three. Who has the leisure to rob his tomb?

"The tombstone has been built and the tomb has been repaired. Next, it is time to leave the inheritance."

Ling Xian shook her head and smiled bitterly. She never thought that she would have the day to leave her legacy.

Leaving inheritance is not a dead rule, but a natural idea based on human nature. Even the giants of the devil who have destroyed humanity will leave an inheritance.

From a certain point of view,

It can be regarded as the continuation of life, the continuation of the spirit.

Although most of the methods Lingxian cultivated were derived from a few true immortals, the prehistoric arts are not, nor are the insights from his cultivation so far.

Therefore, he intends to sort these things out and leave them to those who are destined.

"It's funny. So far, I haven't created a magical spell, not even the most basic spell."

"The method you cultivate is either obtained from the predecessors or from the bloodline. It is quite sad to think about it."

"Unfortunately, the time is not waiting for me, otherwise, I must create my own magical powers."

Ling Xian sighed softly, imprinting the prehistoric arts and insights on the slate, and he did not write a single word of the other methods.

Whether it is the calming immortal boxing that suppressed the ancients, or the four magic weapons, they all belong to several true immortals, and he has no right to pass it on to outsiders privately.

Therefore, he only left behind the great power and experience, which may not sound like much, but the value is immeasurable.

The value of Prehistoric Heaven's Art need not be overstated, even the top forces in the universe have to be tempted.

And although his experience and insights are not comparable to the prehistoric arts, it is definitely a good thing that makes the world go crazy.

Don't forget, Ling Xian is a monster with the addition of the six extreme realms. His insights and insights also introduced in detail the methods he used to break through the extreme realms.

If you get it, there is a great possibility that you will be like him, and the six extreme realms will be added to your body.

This value is too great, and even the top forces have to go crazy, the inheritance left by Ling Xian can definitely be described as immeasurable.

And this is only part of it.

Everything is useless to Ling Xian. Therefore, he divided the treasure in the storage bag into two parts.

Half are beloved things, buried in the tomb. Half of them are ordinary treasures, put together with the slate and reserved for those who are destined.

If this scene is seen, I am afraid that the eyeballs will pop out. I have seen rich funeral goods, but I have never seen such a rich one.

Book pages, fragments of reincarnation, swords and other treasures lying quietly in the tomb, any of which are treasures that can cause catastrophe

"Almost there, prepare for death."

Ling Xian sighed faintly, fell on his back, and fell into the tomb.

Then, the earth closed, the tombstone stood, and the 108 formations started silently.

"I buried myself. I am the only one in ancient times."

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, memories flashed through his mind very quickly, making him have mixed feelings, and it was difficult to understand the taste.

Emotions such as joy, sadness, and anger were entangled in his heart, but in the end, they all turned into peace.

Ling Xian looked up at the sky. Although the earth was closed, he could not isolate his sight. He could clearly see the floating white clouds.

He just stared blankly, welcoming the arrival of death with a calm heart.

Time is passing little by little.

As the god of death approached, Ling Xian was getting older and older, not only wrinkled but also white hair was about to fall out.

Such an old appearance, how can there be a little bit of the heroic spirit of the past, handsome and extraordinary

"The hateful curse of Tianyuan, can't I bid farewell to the world with a good image?"

Ling Xian laughed and teased, not like facing death, but stepping into immortal realm.

If anyone is here, they will definitely be admired.

For conscious life forms, death is the greatest fear, let alone making fun of death like him, even if it is calmly regarded, it is quite difficult.

"It's the last day, my life is about to end."

Looking at the rising sun, Ling Xian smiled lightly and relaxed.

The reason why he did not commit suicide was not because he was expecting hope, nor was he nostalgic for the world, but because he wanted to try the taste of waiting for death.

In other words, it is the last fight against the god of death.

Now, his life has come to the last day, and the struggle is over, which naturally makes him feel relieved.

"The taste of waiting to die is really unpleasant, but after all, it is until the last moment, and there is no regret even if you die."

Sighing softly, Ling Xian closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

This time he was a real dead end, so from the moment he built the cemetery, there was no hope.

But just as the sun sets and the moon rises into the sky, the sun and moon remain in the air at the same time, reproducing the miracle of nature.

At the same time, yin and yang flowers were born in the south of Binghuo Lake, which is full of vitality and thriving. In a few breaths, he has matured seven or eight points.

This made Ling Xian open his eyes, but it was calm.

If it was changed to two years ago, the yin and yang flowers might have matured, which would undoubtedly make him fall into ecstasy. But now, his life is only two hours at most, even if he gets the yin and yang flower, it will not help.

Therefore, Ling Xian has no interest at all.

However, when he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly discovered that the ice water and magma with distinct latitude and longitude were actually fused together.

Immediately, the principles of heaven and earth appeared in Ling Xian's mind, which made him suddenly realize something.

Awareness of the road.

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