When Lin Tian heard these four words, he felt his heart beating wildly and said, "Master, if you can get the inheritance of the saint, then you can become a saint."
The Sixth Elder is only half a step away from the saint. Once he gets the inheritance of the saint, he will surely soar into the sky.
By then, Lin Tian would naturally be lifted by the rising tide.
"Yeah, I've been stuck at the peak of the realm of gods for many years. I'm just one step away from entering the path of a saint. But I don't know why, but I still can't get there. The appearance of the saint's tomb this time is simply a godsend for me.
Good opportunity.”
The Sixth Elder was also very happy, and then changed his tone and said: "It's just that it may not be easy to obtain the inheritance of the saint. I just got news that people from other sects have also sent people to the ice field to compete for the inheritance of the saint."
"Tian'er, it's not too late."
"Let's leave now."
After the sixth elder finished speaking, he opened his palms and took out a half-inch long bronze boat, which looked exactly like the wind boat in Granny Yinhua's hands.
The Sixth Elder threw the bronze boat into the air, and with a "buzz" sound, the boat suddenly turned into a large boat, about ten feet long, with runes flowing on it and a majestic appearance.
"Walk!"
The Sixth Elder grabbed Lin Tian's shoulders, jumped up, and they both appeared on the boat at the same time.
"Master, how many days will it take us to reach the ice field?" Lin Tian asked.
The Sixth Elder said: "I built this wind boat myself, and I carved runes on the boat. At its normal speed, it would take a day and a half to reach the ice field."
"However, in order to prevent people from other sects from getting there first, I will go quickly."
After the sixth elder finished speaking, he formed a seal with his hands. Soon, wisps of white light rushed out from his palms and blessed Chengfengzhou's body.
After a stick of incense.
"Set off!"
The Sixth Elder shouted loudly, and immediately, the wind boat disappeared into the void like a sharp arrow shot out.
…
Mountain top.
Ever since the Sixth Elder took Lin Tian away, the fortune teller spurted blood from his mouth, and his whole body seemed to have aged thousands of years.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" The young man's face was full of fear.
"Those who should not have been counted as a master have already finished their fate." The divine fortune teller touched the young man's immature face and said, "Everyone is destined to die, there is no need to be sad."
When the young man heard these words, he burst into tears. He hugged the fortune teller's arm and said, "Master, I don't want you to die..."
"Foolish disciple, it is not you who can decide life or death. You must understand that my teacher cannot accompany you for the rest of your life. You need to walk your own path in the future."
When the fortune teller said this, he handed the portrait to the young man and said: "After my master dies, you take this portrait to the Immortal Mountain and you will meet the person in the portrait."
"Beside him, there is a Taoist priest. You accept the disciples as your master. Recognize that Taoist priest as your senior brother and pass the "Book of Fate" to him. He will take care of you in the future."
The young man cried and said: "Master, I am not going anywhere, I want to be with you."
"What a silly boy." The fortune teller reached out and touched the young man's face with a loving look. Then he waved his arm and the young man flew a hundred meters away.
Immediately afterwards, the divine fortune teller drew his hands in the air, and a huge horoscope appeared.
The divine fortune teller formed seals with his hands and kept deducing, and the blood from the corner of his mouth became more and more flowing.
"Master——" The young man wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the fortune teller.
"Don't come here." The fortune teller said loudly, "Disciple, our fate as master and disciple has ended in this life. If there is reincarnation, we will meet each other in a hundred lives."
"Tell the person in the portrait that the age of great strife is coming. If you want to be proud of eternity, you must win the destiny of the six realms of heaven..."
Boom!
Before the divine fortune teller finished speaking, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, as thick as a mountain, and instantly hit the divine fortune teller's Tianling Cap.
"puff!"
The divine fortune teller's body turned into powder.
"Master——"
…
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Let’s talk about Grandma Yinhua.
Ever since Granny Yinhua threw the Dragon Bodhisattva into the Lost Soul Cliff, she rushed to Sifang City with all her might.
She hated Ye Qiu so much.
"You little bastard, you killed so many people in Mingyue City and didn't blame anyone else. You even made me believe it with your sweet words. I even wanted to accept you as my disciple and gave you a personal token."
"You liar!"
"You'd better stay in Sifang City and don't use my token to cause trouble, otherwise, I will definitely crush you to ashes."
Granny Yinhua once boasted to the Sixth Elder that she had a vicious eye and never made mistakes. Unexpectedly, this time she fell into trouble with Ye Qiu.
Finally, Granny Yinhua came to Sifang City.
He immediately appeared above the Yuelai Inn and shouted, "Bai Yujing, get out of here."
The sound was like thunder, shaking the void, and the Yuelai Inn was almost collapsed by the huge roar.
The shopkeeper crawled out of the inn and saw Granny Yinhua standing angrily at the bow of the boat. She was so frightened that she knelt on her knees.
"Let me ask you, where are Bai Yujing and that Taoist priest?" Granny Yinhua asked.
"They... left..." the shopkeeper said tremblingly.
Sure enough, he ran away.
Granny Yinhua's murderous intention became even stronger and she asked: "Where have you gone?"
The shopkeeper said: "I don't know."
boom!
Grandma Yinhua slapped the shopkeeper into the ground with one palm, then swept the back of her hand, turning the Yuelai Inn into ashes.
The movement here has long attracted the attention of the city lord Jiang Shan.
"Didn't Granny Yinhua return to the Yin Yang Sect headquarters? Why are you here again?"
Jiang Shan was a little confused. He took a step across the sky and appeared in front of Granny Yinhua. He bowed and saluted, and then said, "Grandma, what makes you so angry?"
"Have you seen Bai Yujing?" Granny Yinhua asked.
"I've met." Jiang Shan said: "Not only have we met, I also invited him to drink. The two of us talked very happily and called him brothers..."
"You idiot." Granny Yinhua yelled before Jiang Shan could finish his words, "Do you know who Bai Yujing is?"
Jiang Shan said: "I know, don't you want to accept him as your disciple?"
"Suck it!" Granny Yinhua said coldly, "I can't wait to tear that kid into pieces."
Jiang Shan looked confused: "Mother-in-law, what happened?"
Granny Yinhua said: "We were deceived by that boy. In fact, he was the murderer who massacred the soldiers of Mingyue City."
"You idiot, you actually invited him to drink."
"Do you know that Jiang Feng and Jiang Yiyang died in his hands?"
What!
Jiang Shan's expression changed drastically.
Grandma Yinhua said: "Send people to search for that kid in Sifang City immediately. Don't let him escape."
"He has a complete Saint Array in his hand, but with his level of cultivation, he shouldn't be able to activate the Saint Array, unless he gets a lot of spiritual stones..."
Jiang Shan suddenly exclaimed: "No -"
"What's wrong?" Granny Yinhua realized something and asked, "Did you give him spirit stones? How much did you give him?"
Jiang Shan said: "I gave him two hundred thousand spiritual stones."
Snapped!
Granny Yinhua was so angry that she whipped Jiangshan away with her cane.
