Now, perhaps some young prodigies have much better cultivation than Lu Ming, but twenty years from now, Lu Ming is confident that he will not be weaker than any of his peers.
If you don't even have this little bit of self-confidence, how can you get to the top?
This is the same as the Sons of Death and others. All the geniuses are confident in themselves and confident that they can defeat everyone else.
"Okay, I hope you can surpass the rest!"
The old man in white robe said.
"Senior, this is the only benefit, is there anything else?"
Lu Ming looked at the white-robed old man eagerly again.
"Of course there is!"
The old man in white robe smiled, and a jade tablet appeared in his hand, saying: "Here is a list of all the inheritors of the Hunyuan Sect. Since ancient times, there have been a lot of them. These people are bronze inheritors and silver inheritors. They are
I have all sworn to obey orders from high-level inheritors, take it and see!"
The old man in white robe handed the jade plaque to Lu Ming. Lu Ming took it, his spiritual consciousness sank into it, and he immediately saw more than two hundred names.
"Senior, over the endless years, only more than two hundred people have become inheritors?"
Lu Ming was surprised. You must know that this time, there were seven of them.
"Do you think it's easy to become a successor? The reason why there are so many of you this time is because we have now come to a golden age, where geniuses gather, and seven successors will appear at once. In the past, there may not have been many for many years.
A successor appears!"
The old man in white robe said.
"But let me tell you, some of these people here died in battle before they could grow up, while others became unparalleled powerful men and created terrifying forces. Many of them became emperors."
"But the stronger your cultivation, the stronger your ability to resist the oath. If you go to them now, those powerful beings may not be able to listen to you, and may even kill you. You'd better know it yourself!"
The old man in white robe warned.
"Isn't it?"
Lu Ming was speechless.
If you don't obey his orders, no matter how strong you are, what's the use? Then this list is equivalent to nothing, it is equivalent to waste.
"Of course, it is not ruled out that there are people who are loyal to Hunyuan Sect and will obey the orders of high-level inheritors. You have to grasp this yourself!"
The old man in white robe said again.
Lu Ming was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and suddenly felt that the old man in white robe was very weak.
Grasp, how to grasp?
How does he know who is sincere to the Hunyuan Sect? If he rushes over rashly and says that he is the golden inheritor of the Hunyuan Sect, he will probably be slapped to death by those powerful beings.
The longer the time passes, the weaker the binding force of the oath. The stronger the cultivation level, the weaker the binding force of the oath. Some powerful people have the ability to destroy the world and even transcend the oath. Any oath is useless.
"Um?"
Lu Ming's spiritual consciousness suddenly scanned a name.
Emperor Shitian!
The surname is Emperor? What does it have to do with the Emperor clan?
"Senior, who is this Emperor Shitian? Do you know any news about him?"
Lu Ming asked.
"I'm not very clear about the current situation of the people here, but Emperor Shitian is definitely still alive, and his cultivation is very advanced. You have a gold inheritance token. If you are close to a low-level inheritance token in the future, you will
Feeling something!"
The old man in white robe said.
Lu Ming nodded. If Emperor Shitian was really a strong man of the Emperor's lineage, would he listen to his orders?
I'm afraid it's very mysterious.
"Senior, this list is of little use. Are there any other rewards for me?"
Lu Ming continued to look at the old man in white robe eagerly.
"Your cultivation level is still low now, and you have some powerful inheritance. You need to reach the emperor level before you can practice it!" the old man in white robe said helplessly.
"No, is there any magical power regarding the laws of formations?"
Lu Ming asked.
His formation laws, without the support of magical powers, would not be able to exert their power at all.
"The Law of the Formation? I have one of the nine volumes of the Formation, the seal volume, here. Give it to you!"
The old man in white robe thought for a moment, and a jade plaque appeared in his hand.
Lu Ming was overjoyed and quickly took it. When his spiritual sense was scanned, he immediately saw a bunch of wonderful contents.
"The nine volumes of the formation are the highest technique for practicing the laws of the formation. The creation of the world was created by a powerful being. However, I only have one of the nine volumes here. You need to find the others by yourself!"
The old man in white robe said.
"pity!"
Lu Ming sighed inwardly, put it away, then looked at the old man in white robe and said: "Senior, are there any rewards, such as some secret skills?"
The white-robed old man's eyelids twitched. This guy is too greedy.
"I have a secret technique here called Divine Breath Technique, which can change the breath and also converge the breath. With your current cultivation level, if you practice Divine Breath Technique, even an ordinary powerful man with a small emperor's position will be able to change your breath if you don't observe it carefully.
There’s no clue!”
After the old man in white robe finished speaking, another jade plaque appeared in his hand.
"Can you even hide it from a strong person with a small emperor's position? Is it even more powerful than the Phantom Breath Technique?"
Lu Ming was surprised and then overjoyed.
"Phantom Breath Technique? That's just a simplified version of Divine Breath Technique!"
The old man in white robe said.
"Thank you, senior!" Lu Ming took it over joyfully.
"Okay, let me send you to meet the others!"
As if he was afraid that Lu Ming would speak again, the old man in white robe did not give Lu Ming a chance to speak. He waved his hand and led Lu Ming away from here. The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in another hall.
This main hall is exactly where Long Chen, Huang Ling and the others are.
As soon as Lu Ming appeared, all six people looked over.
"Lu Ming!"
Seeing Lu Ming, Huang Ling showed joy and hurriedly walked over.
"Haha, now we shouldn't call you by name directly, we should call you Young Sect Leader!"
Long Chen smiled.
Lu Ming is the golden inheritor and will succeed the Hunyuan Sect in the future. They should be called Young Sect Master Lu Ming.
"Long Chen, Huang Ling, we are friends, there is no need to stay apart, just like before!"
Lu Ming smiled.
Long Chen and Huang Ling smiled and nodded. They still understood Lu Ming's character.
"Luo Tianyi, I have met the young sect master!"
A peerless woman walked over with a lot of steps and bowed to Lu Ming Yingying.
"Girl, please get up, no need to be polite!"
Lu Ming said quickly.
Then, Lu Ming looked at the other three people.
The Son of Death and the two young men all looked a bit ugly.
Ask them to salute Lu Ming, but they really can't do it.
Each of them has a higher level of cultivation than Lu Ming, but in their hearts, they cannot pass that hurdle.
"I know you are unconvinced and even look down on me. It doesn't matter. I won't order you anything unless necessary. Likewise, after twenty years, I will give you a chance to challenge. If you can beat me, I will respect him as a junior.
metropolitan!"
Lu Ming said.
"Twenty years later, you will not be my opponent. This position of golden inheritor is destined to be mine!"
The Son of Death spoke with great force.
"I'm waiting for your challenge, but within these twenty years, I will be the young master!"
Lu Ming said.
The face of the Son of Death changed for a while, and finally his eyes showed a firm look. He cupped his fist and said, "Young Sect Master!"
After saying that, he stepped aside.
The other two people pondered for a moment and saluted Lu Ming.