It is better to be an emperor than to fight in the palace

When Jiang Simian heard this, he immediately took it off and gave it back to Mo Ling, "No, no, senior brother, this is too precious!"

Mo Ling said with a cold face, "It's nonsense, put it away quickly. There is no reason to bring back the things you sent out. Besides, I am so powerful, I don't need these things to save my life."

Jiang Simian wanted to ask, how did you fall from the tree last time?

Mo Ling obviously noticed it and coughed twice in embarrassment, "Okay, anyway, just put it away quickly. Let's go to the next place."

Jiang Simian kept looking at the bracelet unconsciously all the way. Although it is said that it is made of ten thousand years of silk, it will definitely not be broken, but how can you be so sure? In theory, there is a chance that it may break. If you carry such a string on your hand, , it really burns my hands.

Seeing Jiang Simian's eyes drifting to the bracelets from time to time, Luo Chenxing thought she liked her too much and couldn't help but feel depressed. He blamed himself. Because of allergies, he couldn't walk outside like his senior brother and got all kinds of things. With such opportunities and treasures, he couldn't come up with a gift that the junior sister would like.

But then I thought about it, hadn't my biological father never given a gift to my junior sister? How can you be justified in accepting a direct disciple without giving him anything?

When I look back, I will personally help my junior sister choose the most suitable and expensive one for her.

At this time, Luo Fan, who was practicing in Mingyang Sect, sneezed and couldn't help but think of who is thinking of me?

In the Holy Land, Jiang Simian and others chose a new direction. At this time, Jiang Simian only felt that this Holy Land was too big. They were like headless flies in the Holy Land, scurrying around here and there.

"Senior brother, is there any other place in the Holy Land that has a chance?" Jiang Simian asked.

Luo Chenxing thought for a while, "Yes, yes, but because I spent most of my time at Goblin Lake, it's too late to go elsewhere now."

"Yes, little junior sister, what else do you want from senior brother? I will take you to other places next time the Holy Land is open," Mo Ling said.

Jiang Simian thought to himself, the problem is that I can't wait until you open it next time.

With this thought in mind, they saw a disciple walking past them and staring at Jiang Simian with a strange look on his face.

Seeing Jiang Simian looking over, he ran away quickly.

what's the situation? !

Before he could figure this out, two more disciples came over. When they passed by Jiang Simian, they not only looked strange, but also muttered something furtively.

Jiang Simian stretched out his hand to stop the two of them, but just as they were about to make a sound, the two of them ran faster than rabbits.

Now even Luo Chenxing and Mo Ling could see something was wrong.

As a result, the next group of disciples were not as lucky as the previous ones. Just as they were about to read something from Jiang Simian's face, they were surrounded by three people.

"Tell me, what happened earlier?" Mo Ling said coldly.

Without waiting for his disciple to speak, Luo Chenxing pulled out the soft sword from his waist and said, "You'd better think about it before talking."

Jiang Simian widened his eyes with a questioning look on his face, "My senior brothers are also curious about what happened in the front."

Woohoo~

The group of inner disciples were frightened. When they saw Jiang Simian's kind smile, they suddenly felt like they were seeing a fairy.

It would be better for the sect leader to recruit this new senior sister, those two are too scary.

So everyone rushed to tell Jiang Simian.

"Senior sister, it's like this. There is a platform in front, with a wall carved with a bunch of incomprehensible symbols, and a lotus pedestal with a wooden carving on it."

Wood carving? !

Jiang Simian couldn't help but sigh, could it be that he really couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes, but the eagle was in the dim light!

"Ahem, um, what kind of wood carving can you tell me in detail?" Jiang Simian asked.

I originally wanted to judge whether it was the one I was looking for by what the disciples said, such as being unable to pick it up, but unexpectedly they said something that made Jiang Simian's hair stand on end. "The wood carving looks like my senior sister"

“Exactly the same”

“Can’t pick it up yet”

At this time, it no longer mattered whether he could hold it or not. Jiang Simian wanted to know why the wood carving looked like him. !

Didn’t I say it was a token of the ancient tribe? !

What the hell is it that looks like me? !

Is it possible…

Jiang Simian could not come out, so he decided to go and see for himself.

Walking in the direction pointed by the disciples, Jiang Simian remained silent along the way.

Luo Chenxing comforted her, "Don't think too much, little junior sister, it might be a gift from master, so it looks like you and others can't pick it up."

The more Luo Chenxing talked, the more he felt that what he said made sense. Yes, that was it.

Mo Ling had to interrupt his fantasy, "If your father had used such methods back then, my second aunt wouldn't have run back to her parents' house."

Jiang Simian couldn't hear what these two people were talking about, and just felt that all this might be a huge conspiracy.

Soon they saw the stone wall and the lotus platform.

Jiang Simian looked at the lifelike carving of his face on the wood carving, and for a moment he didn't dare to take it rashly.

Luo Chenxing and Mo Ling smacked their lips at the stone wall, "I'm afraid this was left by our ancestors in ancient times. I can't tell the meaning at all. I'm afraid it's some kind of advanced cultivation technique. What a pity."

Jiang Simian was attracted by the sound of the two people's voices, and couldn't move his eyes away as soon as he saw them.

This is not Ingrid, is it?

Fortunately, Jiang Simian hasn't returned all the things he learned in college to the teacher. After facing the wall full of English and throwing out a few unfamiliar words, he probably understood it.

The wall was indeed written by their ancestor, saying that he had traveled through time, had ascended through cultivation, and had left wooden tokens and phantom wood carvings for his people, but he was afraid that his descendants would be unreliable. Therefore, a restriction was set up. Only those who have traveled through the same time can understand his own words. Only the blood of the ancient clan can pick up the wood carving. Only by supervising each other can they find the passage to ascension left by him in the end.

But unfortunately, Jiang Simian couldn't understand the last few lines at all. It is estimated that this ancestor is at least level 8. Do you think he doesn't consider that the descendants who have traveled through time have not passed level 4?

It seemed that this wooden token was not put in by someone behind the scenes, but had always been here. Jiang Simian was relieved.

The phantom wood carving seemed to have just sensed his identity as a time traveler, so it just transformed into his own face, which frightened him.

Jiang Simian felt relieved, took a step forward, picked up the wood carving and looked at it carefully.

Luo Chenxing and Mo Ling, who had just been trying to pick up the wood carving but failed, opened their eyes wide.

"Little junior sister, how did you pick it up?" Luo Chenxing asked.

Mo Ling was more direct, "Just leave it and I'll try again."

The two tried several more times, but the wood sculpture seemed to grow on the lotus support.

Jiang Simian smiled and picked up the wood carving and shook it at the two of them, "Didn't you say that this was made for me?"