You Can't Imagine The Speed Of My Cultivation

Old man Taixu, want to hand over the Tianjun inheritance to Jiang Fan?

Mo Xiaopang came back to his senses, and his eyes were filled with ecstasy.

He had thought.

Nine out of ten old Taixu will choose Xiao Jingyun as the successor of own.

But I also thought of it.

Old man Taixu actually chose Jiang Fan.

Could it be that in the eyes of old man Taixu, Jiang Fan's talent is even more powerful than Xiao Jingyun's?

certainly.

None of this matters.

important.

Their Han State Immortal Cultivation Academy, I am afraid this time it will really rise.

"Senior, Jiang Fan is a well-known waste in the Kyushu Immortal Mansion of our Great Xia Kingdom. Why do you want to hand over the Tianjun inheritance to him to inherit?"

Xiao Jingyun's expression turned extremely ugly.

He looked up at the old man Taixu, his face was full of dissatisfaction.

He is the number one Gold Core genius of Jingzhou Cultivation Academy.

nearly ten years.

The only one in the Great Xia Kingdom that can hold him back is Yue Qingying, who rose from heaven-defying three years ago.

On Talent, on Cultivation Base.

Among the young generation of the present, he, Xiao Jingyun, is definitely one of the best existences.

And Jiang Fan.

It's just a waste who is famous for eating Yue Qingying's soft rice.

He really couldn't figure it out.

Why did the old man Taixu hand over the inheritance of Tianjun to Jiang Fan, a trash.

The old man Taixu said indifferently: "He is a swordsman, and the Talent is better than you, so naturally he is more suitable to inherit my inheritance."

"Senior, did you make a mistake?"

Xiao Jingyun looked at old man Taixu with disbelief, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

You said that Jiang Fan is a swordsman, I agree with this reason.

But which eye of yours can see that Jiang Fan's Talent is better than mine?

No matter how rubbish I am, Xiao Jingyun, I can't even compare to Jiang Fan, the King of Soft Rice.

"Are you questioning my vision?"

Old man Taixu glanced at Xiao Jingyun, and couldn't help but let out a faint cold snort.

that moment.

Xiao Jingyun only felt as if his chest was hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his whole body slammed on the wall of the Great Hall with a bang.

"Pfft!"

Xiao Jingyun's complexion was extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood could not help but spurt out wildly.

"This seat's decision, is it possible that you, a little Gold Core, can question it?"

Old man Taixu gave Xiao Jingyun a cold look.

Who is he Taixu old man?

A dignified void-returning cultivator, even in the ancient era of cultivating immortals, was powerful enough to shock one side.

Even though it has been fallen for many years, only this residual spirit sealed in the physical body remains, but it still has the eyesight of the Void Returning Heavenly Monarch.

Xiao Jingyun's talent is not bad.

At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, a Cultivation Base has reached the peak of Gold Core, and it is deliberately suppressed.

The First Stage Saber Intent Returned to Origin, and has already touched the threshold of the Second Stage Saber Intent, and should soon be able to truly reach the Realm of the Saber Intent.

But among the four little guys in front of me.

Xiao Jingyun was only a little stronger than that Fatty.

That little girl, although she only has the Cultivation Base of the Foundation Establishment Sixth Stage, she has already comprehended the Second Stage Sword intent.

This kind of kendo talent, even in their era, was already a very rare kendo talent.

In the eyes of the old man Taixu.

Even this little girl, Talent is more than a little stronger than Xiao Jingyun.

How could it be Xiao Jingyun's turn to inherit his inheritance?

certainly.

Undoubtedly, Jiang Fan was the one that the old man Taixu had his eyes on the most.

This guy is extremely mysterious, with his Void Returning cultivator eyesight, he can't even see through Jiang Fan's Cultivation Base!

but……

Although he couldn't see through Jiang Fan, relying on the powerful intuition of the Void-returning cultivator, the old man Taixu still chose Jiang Fan as his heir.

"Little guy, have you considered it?"

Seeing that Jiang Fan hadn't spoken the whole time, the old man Taixu couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Tianjun inheritance.

Even in their era, for countless cultivators, that was already a dream inheritance.

Ordinary young geniuses would be extremely excited if they had the opportunity to receive the Heavenly Monarch's inheritance.

The little guy in front of him was too calm.

It seems that in his eyes, Tianjun's inheritance is a dispensable existence at all.

"Senior, can we have a discussion, let's replace your inheritance with someone else?"

Jiang Fan asked cautiously, and then directly pulled Ling Xuanxuan in front of own.

"This is my little junior sister Ling Xuanxuan. Qi Refining Eighth Stage comprehends First Stage Sword intent, Foundation Establishment Sixth Stage comprehends Second Stage Sword intent. Sword talent is unparalleled. It is very suitable to inherit the senior's inheritance."

Jiang Fan looked at the old man Taixu and said very sincerely.

He has inherited the attributes of the game, and he has a heaven-defying game store on his body. The so-called Tianjun inheritance is really of little use to him.

It is more appropriate for the younger junior sister to inherit.

and……

Once the junior sister inherits the inheritance of the old man Taixu, she will be able to take charge of herself in the future.

Mo Changkong wouldn't keep grabbing him and squeezing his wool.

"What... what? The King of Soft Rice refused?"

A corner of the Great Hall.

Xiao Jingyun, who was hit hard by the old man Taixu's cold snort, couldn't help showing an unbelievable look on his face at this moment.

He was about to go crazy.

Jiang Fan, the King of Soft Rice, didn't care about what he wanted in his dreams, so he just gave it to his little junior sister.

This is the Tianjun inheritance that even the Divine Transformation Venerable dreamed of.

Old man Taixu stared at Jiang Fan.

After a while, he said lightly: "Little guy, are you looking down on my inheritance?"

"How can it be?"

"Senior is the power to return to the void, and Junior's admiration for you is like a torrential river."

"Junior relies on eating and drinking from his wife, King of Soft Rice. How can he be qualified to inherit the inheritance of senior? My junior sister is more suitable."

Jiang Fan felt terrified when he was watched by the old man Taixu, and he quickly explained.

Although he did look down on the inheritance of the old man Taixu, he absolutely couldn't say it out loud.

after all.

Even if there is only one residual spirit left by this old guy, it is still very terrifying.

Xiao Jingyun just now is a lesson from the past.

If this old guy wants to kill him, it is probably easier than killing an ant.

"Okay, let's change someone else."

Old man Taixu took a deep look at Jiang Fan, but he didn't force it.

This little guy already has a secret that he can't see through. Maybe he already has a better inheritance, so naturally he doesn't like his so-called Tianjun inheritance.

It is indeed not appropriate for his inheritance to be handed over to such a person.

This little girl named Ling Xuanxuan has a good talent in swordsmanship and is considered qualified to inherit his inheritance.

not to mention……

Ling Xuanxuan is also Jiang Fan's junior junior sister.

It is also a very good thing for his descendants to be able to follow a figure like Jiang Fan.

Old man Taixu didn't waste time either.

He turned his eyes and landed directly on Ling Xuanxuan.

"Little girl, are you willing to accept the old man's inheritance?"