The strongest medical saint in the city

Chapter 1316 Inheritance of the Universe Fan
Zhou You couldn't understand what he heard, and subconsciously wanted to avoid Zhou You, when Lingqiao's unique ethereal voice suddenly came to his ears:

"Hurry up, this is a golden opportunity that is rare in a thousand years. Use the Nascent Soul to absorb it calmly. The inheritance of the Qiankun Fan is something you can't come across...Unexpectedly, with the passage of time, the inheritance of the Qiankun Fan will finally be given to you. "

The blue light group Lingqiao, which was only the size of longan, appeared beside Zhou You at some point.

The azure blue light circled around Zhou You excitedly, and when the ethereal voice said the last sentence, it was obviously emotional.

Zhou You couldn't understand, so he asked Lingqiao first, "Can you come out?"

"I can communicate with you, I can be half a foot beside you."

Ling Qiao said something disapprovingly, and then Guang Tuanzi stayed in front of Zhou You, letting out the little Zhou You who had closed eyes in the Guang Tuan.

In the ethereal voice that belongs to it alone, he said with a bit of enlightenment: "It turns out that Penglai wood is the key to open the Qiankun Fan. Hey, I give you the little Yuanying. Hurry up and accept the inheritance. Remember that the inheritance process is It cannot be temporarily interrupted."

Without waiting for Zhou You to think carefully about the meaning of Lingqiao's words, at the moment when they communicated, the black cyclone pushed by the phantom over there, although it still looked like a fan in the air, seemed to have expanded and blurred into a door. The whole shrouded Zhou You.

"Go in quickly, remember, you can collect as much as you can, it is best to go to the sea of ​​​​fire in hell, and when you are free to leave the sea of ​​fire, it is equivalent to learning the power of purification."

After wandering happily for a little while, Lingqiao continued: "From now on, I will be by your side. Because of contact with the outside world, I will easily be contaminated with demonic energy. Although you have monsters, it is best to learn How to purify the power."

Like a parent, Lingqiao pushed the little Nascent Soul behind Zhou You's shoulder, and the blue light flashed, and even brought two people, one big and one small, into the black door.

At this time, Zhou You was still immersed in the shock brought to him by the overlapping of the Qiankun fan and the Penglai wood.

When he was pushed into the black cyclone door, Zhou You thought for a moment that he had entered the world inside the Qiankun Fan.

"Ancient inkstone?"

Zhou You had never been here before, but those chaotic memory fragments accurately told him the name of this place.

The world only knows that the suzerain of the Penglai sect is the most cultivated in the world, and the nine envoys of Penglai each have their own style, and any one of them can stir up the universe, turning their hands into clouds and turning their hands into rain.And it is rumored that whether it is the Suzerain or the Nine Envoys of Penglai, it is all because of the ancient inkstone that they can cultivate so profoundly.

The ancient inkstone, the Shura land where the gods fell in the legend, was in the hands of the suzerain, but it turned decayed into a magical place and became an advanced sacred place.

How many people in the cultivation world have dreamed of coming here for a visit, but they will never be able to break through the bone-chilling iceberg barrier.

But traveling around at this time, he was lucky enough to enter the ancient inkstone.

Without any explanation from anyone, Zhou You knew that the place in front of him was the place that was said to be miraculous.

Zhou You had a premonition that he would meet someone, so he looked around immediately, and immediately found the target.

There is a white snow in front of his eyes, Zhou You walked into it blankly, but he saw the man with black hair and green clothes from a distance.

The man in Tsing Yi was holding a jet-black folding fan.

In his hands, the fan is like a giant dragon going out to sea or a tiger returning to the mountain. While waving it, the fan has turned the floating snowflakes into a whirling sword aura.

Using a folding fan instead of a weapon, turning the flabbergasted snowflakes into sword energy, is such a miraculous ability the inheritance of the Qiankun Fan?

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, amidst the whirlwind and white snow, when Zhou You saw that blue shirt, he suddenly stopped.

After a long time, a name was pronounced without wandering the brain:
"Old soul."

Green shirt and black hair, white snow and black fan... Although Zhou You, as the divine doctor of Zhou, received his guidance and cultivation after the Burning Heaven Sword, they were all phantoms. Not sure.

But now, for the first time, Zhou You saw a figure standing in the wind and snow in front of him, who seemed to be left behind.

Obviously it was the first time he saw it, but Zhou You was sure that this was the suzerain who created his own sect, the old soul who had been both his teacher and his friend.

When we first met, we only heard voices, but didn't know who they were, whether they were male or female, old or young, but when we saw each other, we knew what it means to be in troubled waters, except that Wushan is not a cloud.

Today's Zhou You is no longer the weeping ghost doctor who looked down on the heavens and sealed his soul with his life, but when he saw the suzerain again, all the feelings remained the same.

"After a long time, you can be well." The wind swirled and wrapped snowflakes, and the man in Tsing Yi holding the Qiankun Fan and thousands of snowflakes fell in front of Zhou You.

His eyebrows were still picturesque, his eyes were clear and lingering, and he looked at Zhou You. Just one sentence, eight words that seemed close, gave him a kind of isolation beyond the years of peace.

Zhou You only felt that something was broken in his heart, the past that was forcibly sealed appeared in his mind, and countless fragments of fragmented memories flashed before Zhou You's eyes.

The moment the man in Tsing Yi opened his mouth, Zhou You's mind seemed to explode, and he suddenly understood who the person in front of him was.

A ray of spiritual thought from the suzerain, he also came to the ancient inkstone once, and the other party asked him if he would accept the inheritance of the Qiankun fan and become the head of Penglai.

At the beginning, due to some vague and unspeakable reasons, the weeping ghost doctor refused.At that time, the suzerain was neither happy nor angry, and even had no extra words or eyes.

Originally, the weeping ghost doctor thought that the suzerain no longer thought about this matter, but today, after time passed, Zhou You discovered that the suzerain had left a trace of spiritual thoughts here.

"Guhun, suzerain... Or, I should say that you have a clear vision and a perfect strategy." Zhou You lowered his eyes, his tone was questioning, but his mood was joyful.

It was unexpected for Zhou You to see that peerless suzerain again.

He suddenly understood that sentence that he didn't know where he saw it.

——Only when you meet the right person, can you experience the joy at first sight and peace of mind after a long time.

At this time, Zhou You felt that even though he and the suzerain had been separated for more than a hundred years, each experienced life and death, until now the world has changed, when looking back, maybe all the years of parting can be offset by this one eye.

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.

"The successor of the Qiankun Fan is still you." The ink-colored folding fan in the suzerain's hand turned around and passed it to Zhou You with a calm and steady voice.

(End of this chapter)