At the beginning, marry the goddess of the Su family and be rewarded with a double pupil body!

"As for the inheritance of Xuanxianmen..."

Chu Wanli paused for a moment, and then a beam of fairy light came out, taking Nangong Chen to another place.

Nangong Chen opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, and his pupils shrank.

This is both a lively garden and a lifeless cemetery.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the splendor sways in the wind, and the ancient tombstones are very conspicuous in it.

He is too familiar with it. In the long history, he has seen Chu Wanli come here countless times, with tears in his eyes, carving for the dead and blessing the living!

After Chu Wanli came here, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, as if he had seen an old friend who had met again after a long time.

He walked forward, picked up the rusty and mottled guillotine on the door railing, and cleared some weeds as usual, while muttering to himself.

"Brother Jiang, I didn't bring your favorite peach blossom pot this time. You shouldn't blame me, right? Hahaha, even if you want to blame me, there's nothing I can do. I've already drunk all the peach blossom pots you brewed over the past tens of thousands of years!"

"It's ironic, but I didn't expect that I would be so addicted to alcohol. I still remember that at the beginning, Brother Jiang secretly let me taste a mouthful of peach blossom pot. I was so spicy that my face turned red and I swore that I would never touch alcohol again in my life."

"But it's true what Brother Jiang said, that alcohol turns into tears of longing when it enters the heart of sorrow... But don't worry, from today on, I will come to accompany you. Then, we will drink and sing together!"

After saying that, Chu Wanli's eyes were shining with tears. He knelt down respectfully and walked towards the next tombstone.

"Senior Sister Bai, when I first entered the sect, you were the best to me, taking care of me in everything, just like my own sister, making me feel the warmth of the sect..."

"......."

Nangong Chen, who was standing by, seemed to have turned into a passerby, watching quietly without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Wanli stood up and walked towards the tombstone in the center, on which was engraved the tomb of Xuan Xianzi!

"Master, I am unfilial, and I am ashamed of you for not following your last wish to restore the glory of Xuan Xianmen..."

Chu Wanli said with a guilty look on his face. Over the years, the person he dared not face the most was Xuan Xianzi.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, "However, I have found hope for our Xuanxian Sect. There is a young man with a talent even better than mine. If he can revive our Xuanxian Sect, we will definitely reach a peak in the future!"

"And our history, our glory, will never be erased!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Nangong Chen with some passion, as if he was looking at a piece of precious jade!

After hearing this, Nangong Chen's face was full of complexities, and even in his heart, he didn't know whether to take on this burden...

Revitalizing a sect is a bit time-consuming for him. Besides, instead of that effort, he might as well cultivate the Tianyuan Divine Dynasty... Besides, with his strength, it would be a bit exaggerated to become the leader of Xuanxian Sect.

On the other side, Chu Wanli seemed to have already expected what the other party was thinking, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

It must be very difficult to cultivate such a monstrous force. Moreover, the bloodline of this child is not simple either. He must have had a great figure in his ancestry.

However, the inheritance of their Xuanxian Sect is not simple at all...

He slowly opened his mouth and said softly: "Boy, you don't know that the status of Xuanxian Sect in the Three Thousand Dao States at that time was really at its peak. Even some ancient great sects and top Taoist sects had to be respectful when they saw us..."

"The reason for this is not how powerful we are, but because we in Xuanxian Sect are young and monstrous enough. Including the disciples of many forces in Jiutian, they have practiced in Xuanxian Sect!"

"For Jiutian, the status of Xuanxian Sect is very important. It is more like a place to cultivate geniuses and to contact evildoers from all walks of life!"

"With your talent and aptitude, if you inherit Xuanxianmen and become the leader of Xuanxianmen, I'm afraid no evildoer in the world will question you."

After hearing this, Nangong Chen suddenly realized that Xuanxianmen was more like a college, similar to his Tianyuan College, but it was a version of Three Thousand Daozhou....

"Don't rush to refuse. You might as well take a look at the inheritance we left behind."

Chu Wanli said with some deep meaning.

The next moment, thousands of martial arts were floating in the void. These were all martial arts above the saint level. Most of them reached the fairy level, and there were even a few emperor levels. Unfortunately, the others wereThere is not even a single god-level technique in it!

Nangong Chen naturally recognized these techniques from what he had learned from Hong Tian's memory.

Hiss... Is this the inheritance of a top-level sect?

After seeing this, Nangong Chen's face changed slightly, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

If he could get these, how powerful would his Tianyuan Divine Dynasty be...

Then Chu Wanli waved his hand again, and a series of divine rays appeared, and all the magic weapons and magic treasures appeared in the air.

Among them, there were some divine spears that looked like black dragons, broadswords that burst with lightning, and long swords that flashed with golden light... If these weapons were placed in the outside world, they would definitely cause bloody storms!

Now, they are all in the hands of one person, that is Chu Wanli.

"Thousands of saintly weapons, hundreds of immortal weapons, and ten emperor weapons. These are all the foundation of Xuanxianmen."

Chu Wanli looked at his expression and said with some pride.

Nangong Chen was stunned for a moment when he saw so many magic weapons...

At this moment, he realized what the real foundation was. You know, in the outside world, Tianbao Pavilion has ten holy weapons, which is already famous and envied by countless people.

And Liu Dazhu was able to enter the immortal collection because of Tianbao Pavilion.

And now, there are thousands of saint weapons in front of him!

This is enough to sell a hundred Tianbao Pavilions!

Nangong Chen was a little shocked, but he calmed down. After all, he is a man with a magic weapon.

Of course, this also shows the preciousness of each magic weapon. Even if Xuanxianmen is so rich and has so many immortal weapons and imperial weapons, it still does not have a magic weapon.

That's it...

If Chu Wanli knew Nangong Chen's idea, he would spit blood. After all, it was a divine weapon. Even the old monsters in the upper realm were scrambling for it. How could they possibly get it...

What's more, if they had it, they would have used it long ago. Would they have left it here?

Basically, the ones left here are all the magic weapons and weapons left over from before.

"There are even some elixirs and precious medicines, all in that inheritance. If you accept them, then they will all be yours..."

"If you don't want it, it would be a pity. You can only destroy it with me in this world."

Seeing Nangong Chen silent, Chu Wanli pretended to be a little regretful.

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