Lin Tian glanced around and found that there was nothing in the wooden box except a note.
"Is this the inheritance of saints?"
Lin Tian frowned and said, "Why would a strong saint leave such a sentence?"
"The first thing you say when you wake up every day is to give yourself a pep talk."
"I see."
Lin Tian suddenly realized and said: "The strong saint is telling future generations that the day's plan starts in the morning. Every day you must build confidence in yourself and strengthen your Taoist heart. Only in this way can you become an unparalleled strong man."
"He is worthy of being a saint and a strong man. His simple and popular words can reach people's hearts directly."
Lin Tian put the note into his pocket.
Just at this time, people from the Three Holy Lands and Butian Sect came in and saw the words "Inheritance One" and the wooden box on the ground.
"The inheritance of the saint is ahead, rush!"
This group of people rushed over quickly as if they had been given blood.
Lin Tian rushed forward as fast as lightning. He had received the inheritance and did not want to get entangled with this group of people.
The disciples of the Three Holy Lands and the Butian Sect came to the wooden box and found that it was empty, and they immediately shouted.
"The inheritance was taken away by Lin Tian."
"Quickly, catch up with Lin Tian."
"Steal the saint's inheritance!"
These people went crazy and chased Lin Tian quickly.
Lin Tian quickly came out of the cave and saw a peach forest.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom, exuding a rich fragrance, like a paradise in the world.
“As expected of a saint’s tomb, the scenery is great.”
Lin Tian did not hesitate, he rushed out and got into the peach forest.
After a while, he saw a smooth stone in the peach forest, with three large luminous characters carved on it.
"Legacy Two!"
Similarly, there is a wooden box placed under the three large characters.
"I don't know, what kind of treasure is inside this wooden box?"
Lin Tian was a little excited, and stepped forward to lift the wooden box, quickly opened it, and found another note inside, with two sentences written on it.
"Every time you eat an extra grain of rice, you have to say sorry."
What's the meaning?
Lin Tian looked confused and thought, I didn't even say sorry when I ate spiritual beasts. Why would a strong saint say sorry when he ate an extra grain of rice?
After a while.
"I understand!"
Lin Tiandao: "The strong saint means that people should be grateful and reverent towards nature."
"In the same way, the path of cultivation is to go against heaven. Monks should be grateful for all things in the world and have awe of the way of heaven."
"Only in this way can we become stronger step by step and eventually become an unparalleled powerhouse."
When Lin Tian thought of this, he felt that his thoughts were clear, and he admired the owner of this tomb in his heart.
"Just two simple sentences convey endless philosophy. Saints and strong men are indeed extraordinary."
"Since this is inheritance two, there must be inheritance three and four."
Lin Tian put the note into his pocket again, and then, as if he thought of something, he took out the two notes from his pocket and looked at them over and over.
"The two pieces of paper are very ordinary. After being stored in this tomb for so long, not only are they not damaged, but the handwriting is as good as new. The methods of the saint and the strong man are really unpredictable."
"Take these two pieces of paper back and show them to Master. Maybe Master can understand the holy way."
Lin Tian put the two notes back into his pocket and prepared to continue searching for the inheritance.
Just at this moment, shouts came.
"Lin Tian is right in front, don't let him get away!"
Lin Tian looked back and saw that people from the Three Holy Lands and the Butian Sect were catching up.
"Just wait for me. When I find all the inheritance of the strong saint, I will kill you one by one."
Lin Tian thought to himself and rushed forward quickly, but soon he returned to where he was.
A giant python crawled out of the peach forest.
The boa constrictor had a large triangular head, with a circle of red spots under its neck. Its eyes were like copper bells, without any emotion, looking at Lin Tian coldly.
"Nine Netherworld Python!"
Lin Tian recognized the origin of this python at a glance. He also noticed that the Jiuyou Diming Python had a wound on its head and was bleeding from the outside.
The Nine Netherworld Python, which was comparable to the first realm of Dongtian, was not enough for Lin Tian to pay attention to, so he moved his eyes to the side.
"Whoosh whoosh-"
There was a sound in the peach forest, and immediately after, the peach trees began to sway and their petals fell.
A few seconds later, a larger Nine Netherworld Python emerged from the peach forest.
This Nine Netherworld Python is dozens of meters long, with a triangular head like a hill. It exudes a bloodthirsty aura and is far more powerful than the injured Nine Netherworld Python.
"The ferocious beast at the peak of the cave!"
Lin Tian's expression changed slightly. He had sensed danger before, so he retreated.
At this time, people from the Three Holy Lands and Butian Sect came after them.
"Lin Tian, quickly bring out the saint's inheritance." A disciple of Butian Sect shouted.
His name is An Ruochen, and he is the holy son of Butian Sect.
People from the three holy places also spoke one after another.
"Lin Tian, obediently hand over the saint's inheritance, and don't force me to become your enemy." Huangfu Qi from the Holy Land of Taichu said.
Lin Qianqian, the Saint of Chaos Holy Land, said: "Brother Lin, you must be content as a human being. You have already received two saint inheritances. Give me one inheritance. Isn't this request too much?"
Lin Tian glanced at Lin Qianqian.
Lin Qianqian is tall and beautiful. Although she is far inferior to Yun Xi from Qingyun Sword Sect, she is still a rare beauty. If it were normal times, Lin Tian would flirt with her, but now
, this woman is his enemy.
Lin Tian glanced at Lin Qianqian indifferently and cursed secretly, bitch, just for you to get the inheritance from me, you are dreaming!
At this time, a young man stood up from the ancient holy land.
His hair was messily draped over his shoulders, and he had no clothes on his upper body, revealing his bronze skin and well-developed muscles full of wildness.
This person is the Holy Son of the Ancient Holy Land, Tuoba Ye!
Tuoba Ye looked at Lin Tian and said arrogantly: "Hand over the inheritance, otherwise, I will send you back to the west."
Be concise and concise.
Lin Tian glanced at the crowd and sneered: "What do you mean, you want to target me?"
"Are just a few of you worthy of barking in front of me?"
"Believe it or not, I will kill you all!"
Lin Tian was fearless and did not take these people seriously at all. In his heart, among the people who entered the tomb this time, only Yun Xi from the Qingyun Sword Sect was worthy of being his opponent.
As for the people in front of me, they are all rubbish.
"Arrogant! Lin Tian, you are really too arrogant. You are asking for death." Lin Qianqian blushed with anger.
Huangfu Qi said coldly: "Kill us all? What a big statement! I want to see if you have this ability?"
After saying that, take action.
However, Tuoba Ye got the better of him.
"Want to die? I will help you."
Tuoba Ye roared loudly, and his fist was like a golden flame, blasting out with overwhelming power.
