Si Wujie snatched the note away and looked at it. It was indeed written on the ancient inherited skills.
In this box, there is only one ancient inheritance, and the rest are spiritual steel weapons or spiritual stones.
There are also a small number of top-level exercises.
Unexpectedly, Feng Lin was so lucky that he was chosen right away.
But with so many people around him, he couldn't keep his word.
Otherwise, where would the Yin-Yang Crusaders’ reputation be?
"Senior, can you give me the skills? Let me see the skills inherited from ancient times."
Feng Lin looked around with a smile, "Everyone, I am so lucky that I got the ancient inheritance!"
Of course he said this on purpose, so that everyone could hear it, and Si Wujie naturally did not dare to default on the bill.
Si Wujie kept thinking in his heart, he did have the skills passed down from ancient times.
But giving Feng Lin is simply to make him more powerful than a tiger, which is absolutely not possible.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
Then he took out something like a crystal plate from his body.
In the middle of the panel, red light emitted, forming some incomprehensible text.
"Feng Lin, you are very lucky. This ancient inheritance of mine almost cost me my life, so I will reward you today."
Si Wujie smiled and handed it to Feng Lin.
"This person is so lucky! That's an ancient inheritance! The Yin Yang Crusaders really gave it away as soon as they said it would."
"What does it mean to be lucky? The box I drew for the lottery is top-notch. If you have the ability, you can kill eight Lingsteel troops!"
"That's right, I can only say that I have both luck and strength, and we don't have the right to criticize others."
…
The people queuing up for the lottery in the distance had envy on their faces.
But because Feng Lin had defeated eight Spirit Steel armies, they thought they were not strong enough.
Several people on Long Feifeng's side were also staring at the crystal plate.
"Senior, what kind of inheritance is this?"
Feng Lin felt a little surprised, there was definitely something wrong.
Si Wujie would not give his treasure so easily.
"You have to figure it out on your own. Anyway, I have given you the inheritance. It is definitely an ancient inheritance. I swear in the name of the Yin Yang Crusaders."
Si Wujie gently pushed up his sunglasses.
"Feng Lin, take it, take it quickly."
Ye Yourong's voice suddenly became excited. She suppressed her excitement and whispered into Feng Lin's ear.
"Come, let me see. I have a lot of research on ancient texts."
At this time, the man in black robe next to Long Feifeng stretched out his hand, and his voice was that of a middle-aged man.
Feng Lin didn't put it away, but handed it to the man. He still felt there was something wrong.
The middle-aged man scanned it, carefully distinguished the symbols on it, and then returned it to Feng Lin, "This is indeed an ancient inheritance."
"Look, I didn't lie to you, right?"
Si Wujie looked at Feng Lin with a smile.
"However, this is a technique inherited from a race. Without the blood of this race, it is impossible to practice it."
The man in black robe continued.
"I knew it."
Feng Lin immediately looked at Si Wujie, how could he be so kind, "Senior, what do you mean? Give me a technique that I can't practice?"
"You are wrongly blaming me. Your reward is an ancient inheritance. This is an ancient inheritance. If you can't practice it, what does it have to do with the technique?"
Si Wujie pushed up his sunglasses and said, "Maybe you can find someone who practices this technique in the future?"
"Then you have to tell me which race's technique this is, right?" Feng Lin asked.
"I have no idea."
Si Wujie said with an innocent face.
Of course he knew that when he got this inheritance, the first thing he did was to find the two ancestors behind the Yin Yang Crusade.
Let them see what kind of inheritance this is.
Wanting to know about inheritance is one aspect.
On the other hand, he wanted Black Emperor and White Emperor to know that this inheritance was his own.
Then they wouldn't dare to steal it openly.
But the result made Si Wujie very disappointed. This technique was a legacy left by the artifact clan.
The artifact clan has long since disappeared in the alien land, and he has no bloodline.
The dignified ancient inheritance is just rubbish to him.
However, I didn't expect that garbage can be useful, and today it actually defeated Feng Lin's ancient inheritance.
He was very happy. If it weren't for this garbage, he would give Feng Lin a real inheritance.
That's not a loss.
"Feng Lin, since you got the treasure, go down and don't disturb other people."
Si Wujie took off his sunglasses, wiped them with silk, and said calmly.
But he laughed out loud in his heart.
"Give me a piece of trash that can't practice cultivation. What's the use of it?"
Feng Lin was speechless.
As for the people lining up over there, they finally felt a lot of comfort.
"Hahaha! This luck is so rubbish, it's an ancient inheritance! You can't even practice!"
"That's right, I remember that the lowest prize in that box was fifty tons of spiritual stones. I might as well draw the spiritual stones."
"Any technique will do."
…
When they learned that Feng Lin had obtained a technique that he could not practice, those who were originally envious of him breathed a sigh of relief.
Now instead of being envious, they want to laugh.
"Walk!"
Ye Yourong pinched Feng Lin. She didn't dare to remind him too obviously, for fear that the leader of the Yin Yang Crusaders would find out.
Feng Lin felt something was wrong. Could it be that Ye Yourong knew about this technique?
"Forget it, just think I'm unlucky and withdraw!"
Feng Lin put away all the bodies of these spiritual steel troops, packed up the ancient inheritance, and left here.
"Brother Feng Lin, are you leaving now?"
Di Kun suddenly shouted.
"Brother, I'm not in a good mood. Let's take the first step."
Feng Lin waved his hand to him and disappeared into the distance without looking back.
Si Wujie smiled happily and really wanted to take the treasure from me.
no way.
…
After staying away from this branch.
Feng Lincai asked: "What? Do you know this technique?"
"This is the Ziwei Heavenly Fire Sword of our artifact clan. It is a top-level inheritance and is stronger than my armor."
Ye Yourong danced on Feng Lin's back, "I've earned it, I've earned it!"
"So you can practice cultivation, that's great."
Feng Lin originally thought he had gotten garbage, "Here it is for you."
"Thanks!"
Ye Yourong smiled and held the crystal plate, "Feng Lin, when I finish practicing, I will let you feel the attack methods of our artifact clan."
You must know that Ye Yourong's armor is biased towards defensive techniques.
But this time it's the Ziwei Heavenly Fire Sword, which is a legacy famous for its super powerful attacks.
"Let's see how happy you are. Let's understand it first and then talk about it."
Feng Lin asked with a smile, "Your race is so magical, do you practice the same techniques as us?"
"Of course it's different."
Ye Yourong's head turned into green light, and the red blood line in the green light could be clearly seen.
At this moment, Ye Yourong took the crystal plate and inserted it into the green light in his head.
As the green light disappeared, the skill also disappeared.
"What's going on with you? Where's the technique?" Feng Lin asked in surprise.
"Of course it's in my head."
Ye Yourong explained.
"Holy shit! USB flash drive?"
Feng Lin couldn't help but be envious, "Your clan is so happy, right? You just need to stick it in the head to learn the exercises, right?"
