"Senior sister?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised, looked at the chief tower master, and said, "So, aren't you a disciple of the second-generation chief tower master?"
"Yes."
"But because my talent is much worse than that of my senior sister, Master passed the position of chief tower master to my senior sister."
"Until 10,000 years ago, when my senior sister suffered an accident and there was no heir by her side, everyone let me serve as the chief tower owner."
"If Senior Sister is still there, then the current Danta may be another scene."
The main tower owner sighed, and there was a sense of disappointment between his brows.
"What happened?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised.
Dangtang Tower Master, who would dare to harm her?
But he also knows what to ask and what not to ask.
"Whoo!"
The chief tower owner took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, looked at Qin Feiyang again, and asked, "Do you know why I brought you here?"
Qin Feiyang shook his head.
"In our main pagoda, there has always been a rule that only those who have been passed down by the sages of the past can become the disciples of the main pagoda master."
Main tower main road.
"Sure enough!"
Qin Feiyang was secretly happy.
Because as long as there is inheritance, there will inevitably be huge benefits.
The chief tower master said: "Now, as long as you can get the inheritance of any chief tower master, I will officially accept you as a disciple."
Qin Feiyang glanced at the three statues, then looked at the statues of the ancestors, and asked suspiciously, "Whose statues are they?"
These words seemed to touch a certain heartstring of the tower master, and his eyes suddenly sank slightly.
And the hands in the arm cage were also tightly clasped together.
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised.
What does this mean?
Is the total tower and the ancestors enemies?
No, if it's really an enemy, the main tower will definitely not allow the statue of the ancestors to be placed in this inheritance place.
What secrets are hidden in the middle?
Qin Feiyang glanced at Mr. Hao next to him, and said, "Brother Hao, do you know?"
"I don't know."
"I've been here a few times before, and I'm not unfamiliar with the statue, but my father never told me who it was."
Young Master Hao secretly said.
"It looks like there must be some kind of story in there."
Qin Feiyang grumbled.
The chief tower master looked at the statue of the first generation of emperors. After a moment of silence, he said lightly: "He is a famous and famous person, but it has nothing to do with inheritance."
"Oh."
Qin Feiyang nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
The chief tower owner withdrew his gaze, looked at Qin Feiyang and Mr. Hao, and asked, "Which of the two of you will go up first to accept the inheritance?"
Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "Brother Hao, please, after all, you are the master."
"Then I'm welcome."
Young Master Hao excitedly walked to the three statues and gave a big gift.
Soon.
He stepped back a dozen feet, stood directly in front of the three statues, and bowed in the air, then cut his fingertips, and three drops of blood rose into the air, submerging into the eyebrows of the three statues.
Next.
Young Master Hao closed his eyes and looked extremely pious.
"This inheritance requires blood to open?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised.
Such a form is nothing to other people, but to him, it is a very troublesome problem.
Because of his purple gold dragon blood, it is too special.
And the main tower owner, judging from the previous look, must know the first generation of emperors.
Since they know each other, it is very likely that they also know that the blood of the first generation of emperors is also the blood of the purple gold dragon.
In this way, when the chief tower master sees that he is also the blood of the purple gold dragon, he is bound to associate him with the ancestors.
How would he explain then?
Om!
Suddenly.
The statue of the second chief tower master burst into a hazy brilliance.
"Success?"
Qin Feiyang hurriedly looked at it, a look of surprise in his eyes.
Meanwhile.
The main tower owner also looked up at the stone statue, with undisguised joy on his face.
Almost at the next moment, a white divine light flashed between the brows of the **** statue, and it sank into Young Master Hao's heavenly cover like lightning.
Master Hao immediately entered an ethereal state.
After a hundred breaths, the brilliance on the statue began to slowly dissipate.
But Mr. Hao showed no sign of waking up.
Until Hundred Breaths passed again, he opened his eyes abruptly, and two rays of light burst out from his eyes.
"How is it?"
The tower master hurried up and asked.
Young Master Hao raised his head and glanced at the chief tower master, a sly look flashed in his eyes, then slowly got up, and said disappointedly: "Only one kind of inferior battle tactics has been passed down."
"What?"
The Tower Master turned pale.
Meanwhile.
The three old men also opened their eyes, and the old eyes were full of suspicion.
Qin Feiyang also looked shocked.
Low-level combat tactics?
Are you kidding me, how could someone leave the inferior battle tactics to future generations?
Master Hao glanced at Qin Feiyang and the others, then looked at the main tower owner and sighed, "I'm sorry, I've let you down."
"Alas!"
The tower master looked at Young Master Hao, and finally let out a long sigh, looking extremely lonely.
It looks more like a ten-year-old.
"Haha…"
But suddenly.
Master Hao laughed: "Old man, I lied to you, I got a magic trick."
"God trick?"
The total tower owner was taken aback.
"I didn't expect you to be deceived by me one day…"
"Haha…"
"Cool…"
Young Master Hao burst out laughing, with a playful look at the corner of his mouth.
"Little King!"
The chief tower master was furious, and slapped Young Master Hao directly on the head, causing him to grin in pain.
"Deserved."
The three old men gleefully glanced at Mr. Hao, then closed their eyes again.
Meanwhile.
Qin Feiyang looked at Mr. Hao, and the depths of his eyes were shining.
Unexpectedly, this inheritance is actually a divine art!
This is a great temptation!
Now he doesn't even know how to choose?
Accept the legacy?
But what if the tower master recognizes Zijin Dragon Blood?
Actually.
The exposure of Zijin Dragon Blood will not reveal his identity for the time being.
Because.
He had just awakened Zijin Dragon Blood, and only the Mu family knew about the entire Forgotten Continent.
So as long as the Mu family doesn't say anything, even if Zijin Dragon's blood is exposed, everyone will not think that he is Qin Feiyang.
But!
He had to think about his relationship with his ancestors.
If the total tower owner really knows that the ancestor is also the purple gold dragon blood, if the total tower owner really has an enemy with the ancestor, then when he shows the purple gold dragon blood, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the total tower owner.
At that time, he will inevitably be questioned about his identity.
If it were someone else, he might be able to make up an excuse to get past it.
But the chief tower owner, Qin Feiyang already knew from the word 'quiet' he wrote, not a simple character.
Prevarication? Guess it will only backfire.
But giving up, he is not reconciled.
Because he worked so hard for this moment.
What's more, there is still a great chance to get the divine art.
And.
Mrs. Mystery also said that the five-colored spar is on the master of the tower.
What exactly?
Qin Feiyang's heart was a little chaotic.
The chief tower master reprimanded Mr. Hao for a few words, then turned to look at Qin Feiyang, and said with a smile, "It's your turn."
It can be seen that he is very happy and relieved now.
"Come on."
Master Hao also looked at Qin Feiyang and gave Qin Feiyang an encouraging look.
Qin Feiyang looked at the three statues. There was nothing unusual on the surface, but he was struggling inside.
"What are you doing? Go, maybe you can get a magic trick too!"
Seeing this, Young Master Hao urged.
"How can it be so easy to get the magic trick?"
Qin Feiyang smiled bitterly.
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Master Hao rolled his eyes at him, walked behind Qin Feiyang, and pushed Qin Feiyang towards the statue.
"Alright, alright, I'll go by myself."
Qin Feiyang glanced at him helplessly, and then, like Young Master Hao, walked to the three statues for a week.
Next.
He also walked to the place where Young Master Hao accepted the inheritance, turned to look at the three statues, and let out a long breath.
He's going to gamble!
Because if you repent now, it will also arouse the suspicion of the chief tower owner.
But just when Qin Feiyang raised his arm and was about to cut his fingertips, the old man sitting cross-legged under the first chief tower owner suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Qin Feiyang and said, "Wait."
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang froze in his heart.
Has it been seen before it even started?
The chief tower master, Master Hao, and the other two old men also opened their eyes one after another, looking at the old man in confusion.
The old man said hoarsely: "The old man has a few words, I want to talk to him alone, can you avoid it for a while?"
"Speak alone?"
The main tower owner looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes.
The old man said: "It won't take too much time."
"Okay!"
The other two old men got up, turned into a streamer, and disappeared like lightning in the mountain stream below.
The two ancestors are gone, and the chief tower owner naturally doesn't dare to say anything more.
With a wave of his hand, he led Young Master Hao into the mountain stream below.
Qin Feiyang frowned without a trace, looked at the old man, and asked, "Senior, what does this mean?"
The old man said: "Then you answer the old man first, why are you hesitating?"
Qin Feiyang's pupils shrank.
"Stop gossip and start the inheritance while they are away!"
The old man said lightly.
"Well?"
Qin Feiyang was surprised.
This old man is actually helping him!
But why?
"Quick!"
The old man spoke and urged.
"Good good."
Qin Feiyang nodded again and again, quickly cut his fingertips, and three drops of purple gold dragon blood spilled out, blending into the eyebrows of the three statues in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the purple gold dragon blood, an imperceptible light flashed in the old man's eyes.
"You can come up."
Next.
The old man shouted to the four main tower owners in the air, then closed his eyes and fell silent.
"Thank you, senior."
Qin Feiyang bowed and bowed, then crossed his knees and closed his eyes.
Although he is confused, he knows that even if he asks, the old man may not tell him, so there is no need to waste time.
And the four main tower masters flew up the mountain one after another shortly after their voices landed.
Seeing that Qin Feiyang was accepting the inheritance, he didn't bother.
Time passes slowly.
About three hundred breaths passed, and none of the three statues moved.
"What's the matter?"
"Did he fail?"
Young Master Hao grunted, his brows furrowed together.
"Inheritance here, you need someone who is destined to get it."
"And obviously, this son is not a person who is destined."
The tower master whispered, with a hint of regret in his expression.
He is quite satisfied with Qin Feiyang.
But if it is not passed down, no matter how good the talent is, in his opinion, it has no value in cultivation.