After listening to this story, Xiao Shun was actually already feeling a little relieved.

What the middle-aged man said just now was just to root a hatred for Tianjian Pavilion and his will to restore Qingtian's inheritance in his heart.

Although he knew that this would be a very challenging task, Xiao Shun could not take care of so much in order to make himself stronger.

Thinking of this, he looked at the middle-aged man with a firm face.

"I know that the strong always need to be tempered!"

When the middle-aged man heard what Xiao Shun said, his eyes suddenly showed an admiration.

"Yes, I'm very pleased if you think so, and at the same time I feel that choosing you was a wise decision. At this moment, I can't hand over Qingtian's true inheritance to you, but as long as I return to my hometown, I will entrust this supreme inheritance to you!"

"Didn't you just say that the inheritance has been cut off?"

Xiao Shun didn't understand what the middle-aged man said. He just clearly stated that the Qingtian inheritance was destroyed, but why did he just mention to him that he wanted to entrust the inheritance to him?

Faced with Xiao Shun's doubts, the middle-aged man just smiled faintly: "How can a wisp of essence from the world Hongmeng be so easily dispersed? The ancient artifact spirit is still in the world, but it is just hidden. I am his wisp of soul!"

After hearing this, Xiao Shun showed an expression that turned out to be like this.

But at the same time, muttering began to appear in his heart.

From the story that the middle-aged man just told, it is not difficult to hear that Qingtian was defeated by a powerful existence, an existence who could defeat the spirit of the instrument that transformed this level of essence into. Just thinking about it, he felt creepy.

Could it be...

At this time, Xiao Shun suddenly looked up at the glorious palace in the sky!

The middle-aged man's eyes were all hung on Xiao Shun. At this moment, he showed a somewhat frightened expression. After thinking a little, the middle-aged man already knew the crux of the problem.

"Do you think Qingtian is not as good as the helper invited by Tianjian Pavilion?" The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Shun with a playful face.

"I……"

Xiao Shun opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

After all, as the nominal successor of Qingtian, he naturally cannot express any doubts about the inheritance he is in.

But after hearing the story told by middle-aged man just now, Xiao Shun also thought so at this moment.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze to look at him, turned to look out his hand and began to look at his palm, and said in a quiet tone.

"Your point of view is wrong. In fact, the reason why the weapon spirit was defeated at that time was because no one with strength could match him was to fight against the enemy. Moreover, it should divide its true body into three and wander outside, so that battle did not show the combat power it should have!"

"One split into three?"

Xiao Shun looked at the middle-aged man with all his thoughts.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, I'm one of them!"

Immediately, he spoke again: "As for the other two, you should be able to see them in the near future.

Also, 70% or 80% of my strength is still under the seal. As for the reason, it is because you are not enough to control all my strength now!"

"So that's the case. I felt a little confident after hearing what you said. But I was very curious. Couldn't there any of the descendants of Qingtian at that time be able to fully control the weapon spirit?"

Xiao Shun suddenly realized it, and as the middle-aged man said, his current level is indeed unable to control this kind of strength. If he forced himself to control it, he might be able to be drained.

"Okay, now you are the master of my position. I hope you can shoulder the task of liberation inheritance in the future. I also consumed a lot last night and would not appear recently. You can do it yourself!"

The middle-aged man already has a little bit of giving up the guests in his words.

However, Xiao Shun now has no place to go even if he wants to leave!

After all, this is his dream.

"This is the three-style sword skill from last night and some of the master's insights. You should practice diligently in the future and strive to improve your sword skills as soon as possible so as to prepare for the future!"

After the middle-aged man said that, he gently pointed at Xiao Shun's forehead.

Suddenly, Xiao Shun felt the overwhelming scenes rushing into his mind one after another.

In a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man took back his fingers on Xiao Shun's forehead and stood up with his hands.

"It's time to wake up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Shun opened his eyes and returned to the tree hole.

The moment he woke up, he felt his head swelling and uncomfortable, just like someone else forcibly squeezing a lot of things inside.

This swelling and pain comes quickly and goes quickly.

But in a moment, it was back to normal.

Then, he began to recall the sword techniques in his mind.

Whenever he browses his tricks, a sound like an interpretation suddenly sounds in his mind.

This should be what the middle-aged man said, Chen Nanfeng’s experience!

After previewing, Xiao Shun withdrew. It is not a good time to practice now. After all, there are too many things to deal with, and even the Tiandihui himself hasn't been waiting for it.

As soon as he thought of this, he stood up and walked out of the tree hole.

Ba Hei and others were sitting around shaking and playing with sleepy bugs. Even the injured Shen Rulong was moved out to bask in the sun by them.

"My benefactor, you're sleeping comfortably!"

When Bahei saw Xiao Shun coming toward him, he quickly moved his butt and made a piece of space.

Xiao Shun sat down and asked, "Is there no news yet?"

"No!" Ba Hei shook his head and then smiled again: "Haha, it's still early now, it's not even noon yet, so I guess he's coming later!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shun looked up at the sky. The Supreme Divine Court was still hanging obliquely on the east side. Before he could reach the top of his head, he was a little too anxious.

So, he nodded to Bahei: "Yes!"

After chatting for a while, Xiao Shun suddenly noticed some slight noises not far away. There should be someone walking towards him.

He turned his head and looked at it. He saw a middle-aged man staggeringly walking towards this side. Looking at his appearance, he knew that he had suffered a lot during this period!

Moreover, through the other party's takeaway and service judgment, it was almost exactly the same as what Shen Rulong said before, and it should be the king of the Tiandihui!

Seeing this, Xiao Shun didn't care about continuing to complain, stood up and rushed over there quickly.

After approaching, he did not busy asking questions, but helped the weak king walk towards everyone.

"Water, give me water!"

After the Wang Lao sat down, his voice trembled.

Ba Hei hurriedly handed his water bag over.

Seeing this senior official from the Tiandihui, he looked like a stray dog ​​now, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Gudong, Gudong!"

Wang Lao unscrewed the bottle mouth and drank several large sips of water. It was not until he drank half of the water in the Bahei water bag that he took the water bag beside him.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Shun opened his mouth and asked the Wang Bo, whose face had recovered.
Chapter completed!