The heart of the earth level, the secret method of the soul in the middle stage of the heaven level...

The first two inheritances that Bai Ling'er prepared for Zhao Fan millions of years ago have exceeded Zhao Fan's expectations and are priceless. Moreover, they were given by his mother.

"This is the last message." Zhao Fan continued to receive his mother's voice with great reluctance. The reason for his reluctance was that after listening to it, her voice would never be heard again unless he regained his true spirit.

Return to the human world for resurrection.

But it was Bai Ling'er's second life who was resurrected.

Her first life, which she accompanied Zhao Fan in the long river of time, no longer exists. After all, she died a million years ago!

"Fan'er, the third inheritance is a treasure." Bai Ling'er's last voice emerged in Zhao Fan's consciousness, "This object is called Tian Yuan Shen Jie Pestle, and it is a high-grade soul weapon at the heaven level.

.It was originally refined by the master of weapon refining tens of millions of years ago for the wife of Hun Xiu. Later, after changing hands several times, it became the hand of the ancient evil dragon who was one of the seven great beast overlords at that time.

.My mother traveled through time and space and watched you ascend to the Yuan Realm. The only thing missing is the Soul Yuan Weapon, so she exchanged her Yuan Weapon and Nine-tailed Immortal Clothes with the Ancient Evil Dragon for the Tian Yuan Shen Jie Pestle.

It is suitable for you, because the higher the amplitude of the soul power, the greater the power it can exert. However, Tianyuan Shen Jie Pestle has a weapon spirit, and if you want to truly control it, you must get the approval of the weapon spirit."

"The precautions for the three inheritances have been explained."

Bai Ling'er said expectantly: "Mom can't be with you from now on, so take care of yourself."

Then, Zhao Fan's consciousness fell into silence.

"Mother..." Tears welled up in his eyes again, and his vision was blurry. He vaguely saw three groups of brilliance floating in the air in front of him, which were divided into the Heart of the Earth, the "Immortal Secret" and the Tribulation Pestle of the Heavenly Origin God.

!

However, Zhao Fan did not reach out to touch him. He leaned on the bench that Bai Ling'er had transformed into, with his eyes closed, recalling every bit of the previous hour, trying to remember every move and expression of the other person.

Every word is imprinted in my heart.

As a result, the more he recalled, the blurry the scene in his consciousness became, as if it was a dream that did not exist at all. Soon after, Zhao Fan could not even remember anything he had talked to his mother, and her appearance was also fading.

, I only remember the voice as warm as the sun shining into my heart...

"Why... so cruel that I can't even remember her clearly!"

Zhao Fan clenched his palm in anger, and even his nails dug into the palm of his hand, and blood flowed down drop by drop.

As a son of man, there is no shame in being rude when it comes to your mother.

After nearly half an hour, Zhao Fan gradually returned to normal. His eyes swept across the three light groups, and then with a thought, he took them all into his hands. He knelt on the ground and faced Bai Ling'er.

Where he was sitting before, he kowtowed solemnly.

Then, the blue crystal space began to collapse.

Zhao Fan's consciousness returned to the body and soul in the cemetery, and he slowly opened his tearful eyes. He lowered his head and looked at his palms. They were three ancient storage rings, all of which were ownerless.

Zhao Fan refined it instantly and knew the space in the ring like the back of his hand.

There was a withered heart floating in the first ring, about the size of a baby's fist. It was covered with dense lines. The complex mystery dazzled Zhao Fan. It was not something that someone at his level could understand. However, even in the store,

Within the physical ring, he could still feel that the heart seemed to contain a surging source.

And inside the second ring, there was a book with four universal characters written on the cover, "Immortal Secrets"!

Its thickness is only half a finger, and the entire book is in a sealed state. At least it is essentially the soul power of the early earth level before it can be opened. This is Bai Ling'er's intention to prevent Zhao Fan from taking risks due to some special reasons. He practiced this in advance.

The seal is only imposed by the soul soul technique.

Inside the third ring, a half-meter-long pestle lies there quietly. It is completely black and looks like a fire stick at first glance. It is plain and unremarkable, without too many bells and whistles.

However, from top to bottom, there is a word engraved at intervals, Tian! Earth! Xuan! Yuan!

This is the heaven-level high-grade soul weapon, Tianyuan Divine Tribulation Pestle!

Zhao Fan took a deep breath and calmly summoned the storage ring. First, his soul sensed it. In the Tian Yuan Shen Jie pestle, it seemed that a terrifying life was sleeping. Although the fluctuation was minimal, it brought Zhao Fan's soul origin.

An unprecedented shock.

"Then, it should be the soldier spirit of Tian Yuan Shen Jie Chu." Zhao Fan whispered to himself, no matter what kind of treasure, by chance, it is possible to derive spiritual intelligence and then turn into a special life.

Just like the weapon spirit of Tongtian Xuan Pagoda, Xiang Xiang.

However, Xiangxiang is extremely special in the Weapon Spirit and the Weapon Spirit, because she can be separated from the Weapon Spirit and is relatively independent from the limitations of the body.

This situation is rare.

Not even Xiao Sha, the weapon spirit of Liusha Pagoda, can do what Xiang Xiang does.

Zhao Fan sat down cross-legged and placed his fingertips on the Tianyuan Shen Jie Pestle.

The next moment, a confused female voice entered Zhao Fan's consciousness.

"Um……?"

The hoarse voice could not be identified as belonging to a man or a woman. It was very neutral. "Have I been caught again after sleeping so far? You, the soul cultivator outside, look very weak."

"I wonder what the soldiers' spirits are called?" Zhao Fan asked calmly.

"How can you be so calm in the face of a high-level Heaven-level Soul Yuan soldier?" Bing Zhiling yawned with interest and said, "The previous master called me Xiaotian, and there is no one who got the Tianyuan Divine Tribulation Pestle later.

I can catch someone's eye, so in their hands, I'm just a hammer."

"Senior Xiaotian."

Zhao Fan nodded and said, "How can I get your approval?"

"It's easy to say, but it's not easy, and it's difficult to say, but it's not difficult either." Bing Zhiling said ambiguously: "The first is soul cultivation. Secondly, you must have the soul power to fight at a higher level. Yuan-level soul cultivation,

It is comparable to Xuan-level soul cultivation, and Xuan-level soul cultivation is comparable to earth-level soul cultivation, and earth-level soul cultivation is comparable to heaven-level soul cultivation. Human boy, don’t imagine, except for my master, I have never seen anyone in

The soul has such unprecedented qualifications."

"Are you going to fight at a higher level?"

Zhao Fan still asked calmly: "Is it a whole big step, or any small step in the next big step?"

"Nonsense, of course it's a whole big level." Bing Zhiling said disdainfully: "Let me take a look... Well, now that you are in the late stage of the Xuan level, the power of the soul must reach the late stage of the Earth level before I can

Consider recognizing you."

Zhao Fan frowned when he heard this, "Consider approving it?"

"I am a high-grade soul soldier in the heavenly realm!" Bing Zhiling said in an extremely proud tone: "You think you can recognize your master casually? That's so shameless."

Zhao Fan asked speechlessly: "So... what is the consideration about?"

"Why, you want to run before you learn to walk?" Bing Zhiling said impatiently: "We will talk about this after reaching the standard. Before that, don't bother me, otherwise, if I get upset, even if you are ranked No. 1 on the Heavenly Ranking

One, I will give you any chance."

Zhao Fan cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn it, it's really embarrassing."

However, before he can truly control Tian Yuan Shen Jie Pestle, he has to coax the spirit of the soldiers, let it go crazy, let it pull it, and after it is recognized, haha...it will be Zhao Fanqiu's turn to settle the score.

What makes Zhao Fan feel depressed is that the prerequisite for being recognized is to surpass an entire large level. At present, he can only sweep through the middle level of the earth level, and he is still not qualified to compete with the late level of the earth level.

The distance is like a chasm that can never be crossed.

Not only that, before taking control of Tian Yuan Shen Jie Pestle, you must be stuck in the late stage of the Xuan Stage. Otherwise, if you step into the peak of the Xuan Stage, the condition for being recognized is that your power is comparable to the peak of the Earth Stage, which will be even more difficult!

"You keep sleeping, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

Zhao Fan put the Tianyuan Shen Jie Pestle back into the storage ring in a good voice, and put it, along with the first two rings, into the Lingxiao Palace of Liusha Pagoda.

Until then.

The fluctuations in Zhao Fan's seed of creation finally subsided, and it became as silent as sand without any movement.

He glanced at the original location of the statue. At this moment, the blue crystal base had disappeared. He sighed in his heart and began to walk around Bai Ling'er's cemetery while releasing his soul perception.
Chapter completed!