Jiang Youliu could not wait to turn to the last page and read directly, but the author of the book was still telling what happened to the Dream God Clan.

Out of the most basic respect, she calmed down her eager mood and continued to look down.

The author said that due to the difficult development of the Dream God Clan in recent years, there have been many differences within the clan.

The traditionalists feel that the Dream God Clan’s skills are not suitable for the current world of immortal cultivation. If they achieve great success, everyone will be afraid of it, but the problem is that less than one person in a thousand people can achieve great success.

Not to mention a big success, I didn't even get into Chengdu. I can only say that I barely got in.

After you get started, your spiritual consciousness can be released outwards, or you can form a shield to protect yourself once, but other than that, it is gone, and the attack methods are not enough.

The weaker your strength, the longer it takes to condense the consciousness blade, and you cannot move during this charging period.

And there is no way to erect a barrier shield for yourself while charging up to prepare for an attack.

If you don't have any defensive means and you have to stay still while charging up, other monks would have stabbed you with their swords dozens of times during this time.

Only when you have reached an intermediate level of cultivation can you erect a shield and charge up attacks at the same time. When you have reached a high level of cultivation, you can erect a shield and turn into a blade in seconds.

Besides, if he was really taken away, would he still be able to read in front of Qingyao?

By then, will the Dream God Clan still exist?

The dispute between the two factions will not be concluded in a short time, but the decline of the Dream God Clan is certain. It is also because of this that the senior leaders of the Dream God Clan have changed their minds.

It is blank, with nothing, not even a word left.

First of all, this book writes about the method of refining gods and the Dream God Clan. Changqing cannot know about this.

In the past, the cultivation techniques practiced within the clan were not taught to outsiders, but in this critical moment, it is no longer enough not to be taught to others.

Jiang Liuliu put the books away carefully and then left the library.

However, this opportunity will not be triggered at will. Only those with extraordinary spiritual awareness and talent will activate their spiritual thoughts and obtain his inheritance.

Then, he took a step back, put his hands in front of him, and bowed solemnly towards the book.

The total number of disciples of the entire Haoyue Sect, including the inner and outer sects, is tens of thousands, and this is only the current number, not counting those in the past.

The description of the Dream God Clan ends here, and the author Fang Qibian continued to write recipes and delicious food.

The so-called inheritance can only be passed on to one person, and it will become invalid after the transmission.

After completing this step, she just picked up "Lingxiu Zhi" again and read the last page.

She looked at the sky and realized that the time had come and she could not stay any longer.

"Liu Liu, are you back? Where did you go for fun today? Did you really go to the library again?"

Tick--

Looking at the book with some reluctance, Jiang Youyou wanted to take it away, but knew it was impossible.

The method of refining the gods is originally difficult, and even if you focus on learning it, you may not be able to achieve success. So if the tribesmen are distracted and change other methods, won't it mean that the method of refining the gods will only decline?

Jiang Liuliu let out a breath.

But it was clear that something was different.

How many people among so many people have touched this book "Spiritual Food"? How many people have turned to the last page to try their luck?

Although it is difficult to make a god, everyone will feel that they are unique geniuses. If others can't do it, maybe they can do it? So anyone who has read this book will definitely give it a try.

Like a drop of water falling into a calm pool, there was a crisp sound, and then ripples appeared.

After a long time, Jiang Youliu opened his eyes, his eyes filled with brilliance.

Today's practice in Yuchi is no different from ordinary ones. To say it is different, it is probably...

When Jiang Youyou saw this, his heart went cold.

Qingyao muttered to herself.

The book says again——

Jiang Youyou had just turned to the last page.

I thought Qingyao would definitely say something like Changqing was looking for her again after returning to Delusion Peak, but she didn't expect it to be the case.

Jiang Youliu put the book in the middle of the front, and then arranged her hair and clothes.

But for her, who is about to sink into the water, this is the only piece of driftwood that at least lets her know that she still has something to work towards, instead of just sitting back and waiting for death.

So Jiang Youliu felt that, in all likelihood, the inheritance had been compromised.

Jiang Liuyou didn't know if he could really cultivate it to a medium or even great level after receiving this inheritance. He didn't know if it would save his life and open a new chapter in his destiny.

Secondly, if you read a book, you may not leave a record, but if you take the book away and borrow it, you need to register it in the book.

"The people of the Meng God Clan are simple and kind-hearted, and I really can't bear to see them decline into obscurity. Here, I would like to make a gentleman's agreement with those who are destined to do so: you can take the inheritance, but if you can practice it to a great extent in the future, please be sure to go back to Huahua

Yingzhou looks for the land of the Dream God Clan, feeds back the Dream God Clan, and continues the hope of the people."

Probably because the original owner was too taciturn, Qingyao always felt bored following her, and after a long time, she unconsciously started talking to herself.

Jiang Liuyou closed her eyes, as if she were standing in a small boat, swaying in the wind and rain.

"He would have come to see you at this time before. I don't know what happened today."

The eagerness in my heart was poured with cold water and became colder.

He blinked, and the brilliance disappeared from his eyes, as if nothing had happened.

At this point, the inheritance no longer exists, and people in later generations will not gain as much as they did even if they turn to "Lingxiu Zhi" again.

If it's really difficult to practice, or you don't want to practice, then you might as well not learn it after you get it.

As long as someone learns, they will teach!

The writer himself had not mastered it, but after learning that he had been writing notes, the Supreme Elder attached a ray of spiritual thought to the last page of the book, hoping that someone destined to get it would get it.

"I heard that the Immortal Master has been practicing and has not left the inner chamber yet."

Buzz——

Thank you for giving me the opportunity.

At the end of the day, it’s better to be careful.

I don’t have to use it, but I have to have it!

It was as if a bell vertebra had hit an ancient, heavy bell, and the aftermath of the sound still lingered in my mind.

But the Supreme Elder and the clan leader were not willing to do this——

The people of the Dream God Clan are tired and don’t want to go on like this anymore. They also envy the traditional monks’ cultivation methods, and this has become the mainstream among the young people and is called the “renovation sect”.

The immortal caressed my head, and my hair was knotted, so I could live forever.

Jiang Liuliu's heart moved.

Before he had time to see what the last page was about, Jiang Youliu felt dizzy.

She looked at the palm of her hand.

That small bloodstain is not eye-catching, but it did exist.

At that time, his own blood entered the jade pond, and it should have been touched by Changqing when it spread.

Is it because of it?
Chapter completed!