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Chapter 1782 Young Sect Master

Now, perhaps some young geniuses have much stronger cultivation than Lu Ming, but twenty years later, Lu Ming will be confident and will not be weaker than any peers.

If you don’t even have this confidence, how can you reach the peak?

This is like the son of Death and others. Any peerless genius is full of confidence in himself and confident that he can surpass everyone.

"Okay, I hope you can dominate the heroes!"

The old man in white robe said.

"Senior, is there any benefit in this?"

Lu Ming looked at the old man in white robe again.

"Of course!"

The old man in white robe smiled and a jade plaque appeared in his hand, saying, "There is a list of all the inheritors of Hunyuan Sect. Since ancient times, there have been quite a lot of them. These people are bronze inheritors and silver inheritors. They have all vowed to obey the orders of high-level inheritors, so you can take them and take them to take them to take them!"

The old man in white robe handed the jade to Lu Ming, and Lu Ming took it, his spiritual consciousness sank into it, and he immediately saw more than two hundred names.

"Senior, over the years, only more than 200 people have become inheritors?"

Lu Ming was surprised. You know, this time, there were seven of them.

"Do you think it's easy to become a inheritor? This time, the reason why you have so many people is because now that you have arrived in a golden era with geniuses gathering, there will be seven inheritors at once. In the past, there may not be a single inheritor in many years!"

The old man in white robe said.

"But I tell you, some of these people here died in battle before they even grew up, while others became powerful people and created terrible forces, and many of them became emperors."

"But the stronger your cultivation level, the stronger your ability to fight against the oath. If you go to them now, those powerful beings may not be able to listen to you, and may even kill you. You'd better know it yourself!"

The old man in white robe warned.

"No?"

Lu Ming was speechless.

If you don’t obey his existence, what’s the use of no matter how strong it is? Then this list is equivalent to not having it, it is equivalent to scrap.

"Of course, it is not ruled out that some people are loyal to Hunyuan Sect and obey high-level inheritors. You have to grasp this yourself!"

The old man in white robe said again.

Lu Ming was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and suddenly he felt that the old man in white robe was very ungrateful.

How to grasp it?

How did he know who was sincere to Hunyuan Sect and ran over rashly, saying that he was the gold inheritor of Hunyuan Sect, and he would probably be slapped to death by those powerful beings.

The longer the time interval, the worse the binding force of the oath, the stronger the cultivation level, the worse the binding force of the oath. Some powerful people have the ability to destroy the world, and even transcend the oath, and no oath is useless.

"Um?"

Lu Ming's spiritual consciousness suddenly swept a name.

Indra!

What does the surname Di have to do with the Di clan?

"Senior, who is this Indra? Do you know his news?"

Lu Ming asked.

"I don't know very well about the current situation of the people above, but Irving Shitian is definitely still alive, and his cultivation is very advanced. If you have a golden inheritance token, you will have some sense when you get close to a low-level inheritance token in the future!"

The old man in white robe said.

Lu Ming nodded. If this Imperial Shitian was really a strong man from the Di family, would he obey his orders?

I'm afraid it's very mysterious.

"Senior, this list is useless. Are there any other rewards for me?"

Lu Ming continued to look at the old man in white robe.

"You are still in a low level of cultivation now. Some powerful inheritances need to reach the emperor level before you can practice!" The old man in white robe said helplessly.

"No, are there any magical powers about the laws of formations?"

Lu Ming asked.

His formation laws cannot exert their power without the cooperation of magical powers.

"The Law of Formation? I have a sealing scroll of one of the nine volumes of Formation, I will give it to you!"

The old man in white robe thought for a moment and a jade tablet appeared in his hand.

Lu Ming was overjoyed and hurriedly took it. He swept his spiritual sense and immediately saw a bunch of wonderful content.

"The nine volumes of formation path are the highest technique for practicing the laws of formation path. It seizes the fortune of heaven and earth. It was founded by a powerful existence. However, I only have one of the nine volumes here. You need to find the others yourself!"

The old man in white robe said.

"pity!"

Lu Ming sighed in his heart, put it away, looked at the old man in white robe and said, "Senior, are there any rewards, such as secret techniques?"

The old man in white robe had his eyelids twitched. This kid was too greedy.

"I have a secret technique called Divine Breath Technique here, which can change the breath and converge the breath. With your current cultivation level, you can practice Divine Breath Technique. Even a strong man from an ordinary small emperor's throne will not be able to see the clues if he does not observe carefully!"

After the old man in white robe said that, another jade plaque appeared in his hand.

"Can even hide the powerful man from the small throne? It's even more powerful than the magic breath technique?"

Lu Ming was surprised and was overjoyed.

"Illusion Breath Technique? That's just a simplified version of Divine Breath Technique!"

The old man in white robe said.

"Thank you senior!" Lu Ming took it over happily.

"Okay, I'll send you to meet with others!"

As if afraid that Lu Ming would speak again, the old man in white robe would not give Lu Ming a chance to speak, so he waved his hand and took Lu Ming away. The next moment, Lu Ming appeared in another hall.

This hall is the hall where Long Chen, Huang Ling and others are located.

As soon as Lu Ming appeared, the six people looked at each other.

"Lu Ming!"

Seeing Lu Ming, Huang Ling showed joy and hurried over.

"Haha, now we shouldn't call the name directly, we should call the young master!"

Long Chen smiled.

Lu Ming is a golden inheritor and will inherit the position of the sect leader of Hunyuan Sect in the future. They should be called the Young Master Lu Ming.

"Long Chen, Huang Ling, we are friends, why should we see each other as before?"

Lu Ming smiled.

Long Chen and Huang Ling smiled and nodded. They still knew Lu Ming's personality.

"Luo Tianyi, I have met the young sect leader!"

A peerless woman walked over with lotus steps and bowed to Lu Mingying.

"Please get up, girl, no need to be polite!"

Lu Ming said hurriedly.

Then, Lu Ming looked at the other three people.

The son of death and two young men all looked a little ugly.

They really couldn't tell them to salute Lu Ming.

Each of them has higher cultivation than Lu Ming, and they cannot overcome that hurdle in their hearts.

"I know you are not convinced and even look down on me. It doesn't matter. If it is not necessary, I will not order you anything. Similarly, twenty years later, I will give you a chance to challenge. If you can defeat me, I respect him as the young sect leader!"

Lu Ming spoke.

"Twenty years later, you will not be my opponent. This position of the golden inheritor is destined to be mine!"

The son of death spoke, extremely powerful.

"I'm waiting for you to challenge, but within these twenty years, I'm the young sect leader!"

Lu Ming said.

The face of the son of death changed a little, and finally his eyes showed a firm look. He clasped his fists and said, "Young Master!"

After saying that, he walked aside.

The other two thought for a while and bowed to Lu Ming.

(End of this chapter)
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