After sending Ning Que away, Jiang Chuan touched the jade ring on his hand, and his little heart beat wildly.

It's a pity that since he set out on the road of cultivation, he has always been surrounded by poverty, and he has never seen so many spiritual stones.

If converted into silver, I am afraid that I would not be able to have many small goals easily?

At this moment, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but have the urge to enter into worldly pleasures.

A beautiful wife, a beautiful concubine, fame, fortune, status, whatever you want, you have never had in your previous life, you can all achieve it now.

Snapped.

After giving himself a hard slap, Jiang Chuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"Be ambitious, be ambitious, and don't be greedy for pleasure.

"How can we abandon the entire lush forest of the cultivation world just because of some rouge fans?

"No, I mean, how could you give up Jiang Tianjun's lofty ideal of reaching the top because of mere beauty?"

...

Walking around the cave like a schizophrenic, encouraging himself from time to time, Jiang Chuan seemed to be in a daze.

His appearance instantly aroused Jiao Chong's ruthless ridicule:

"I really haven't seen the world. Aren't they just some spiritual stones? As for what they look like?

"What kind of fairies and beauties are there? If you want to chase them, you can chase them. If you want them, just do it. If you restrain your desires blindly, you won't be afraid of destroying yourself."

Jiang Chuan paused, took out the jade seal, looked at Jiao Chong, and said lightly:

"I don't know if I'm holding it back or not, but even if you can't hold it in, I'm afraid you don't have the ability, Mao-Mao-Chong."

The figure of Jiao Chong suddenly jumped out from the jade seal and stopped in front of Jiang Chuan. His small mung bean eyes widened and he said angrily:

"You can insult my dragon, but you can't insult my dignity as a male.

"Jiang Dongliu, I want to fight you."

"Stay there for a while." Jiang Chuan sat down on the stone bed as his brain suddenly flew away from the insect bullets in front of him.

After being stirred up by Jiao Chong, he finally came to his senses.

That's right, it's just some common things, how can it disturb one's Taoist mind.

Jiang Chuan thought about it, took off the jade ring, found a strong rope, passed it through the ring, hung it around his neck, and carefully stuffed it under the black python's armor and put it away.

Touching the treasure armor, with a smile on his lips, he took out the jade leaf.

Jiao Chong, who had just flown back to challenge Jiang Chuan, suddenly stopped and stared directly at Yu Ye:

"What is this, show me to this dragon?"

The dragonfly lay on the jade leaf.

"Do you know this thing?" Seeing that this guy looked like he had just met a treasure, Jiang Chuan poked Jiao Chong's forehead with his little finger.

"I can't say." Jiao Chong hesitated.

"Actually, I estimate that by exchanging it with Mr. Zhang, I can still have a lot of python dragon blood left." Jiang Chuan said suddenly.

Jiao Chong suddenly sat up straight:

"This is an inherited item that was only found in some large sects in ancient times. It will not be damaged even after tens of thousands of years. It is much more durable than ordinary jade briefs."

inherited.

Jiang Chuan's eyes lit up and he asked:

"What kind of inheritance is this? Do you know how to open it?"

"I'm not from this sect, how do I know how to open the inheritance?" Jiao Chong straightened his back and continued:

"But if you can give me some python dragon blood, maybe I can recover some relevant memories."

Jiang Chuan looked at the dragon in front of him, his expression gradually becoming unkind.

"What do you want to do?" Jiao Chong instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

"I forgot to tell you, after I build the Taoist foundation, I can sense some of your thoughts with the help of the power of the mantra." Jiang Chuan said slowly.

"Impossible, you're not that old bastard Denglong, how could you possibly do it?" Jiao Chong exclaimed, then looked at Jiang Chuan's face that was somewhat similar to that of Denglong Taoist, and guessed:

"Is it possible that you are really a blood descendant of that old bastard? Or is it that the old bastard died and was reincarnated as you?"

How to speak?

Master Denglong is clearly living a good life, okay?

Jiang Chuan had a dark look on his face and waved his hand:

"Don't interrupt. Although I don't know why you have suddenly become arrogant recently. But I think it is necessary to teach you some lessons."

"No, Master, I was wrong." Before the mantra could be recited, Jiao Chong was already lying softly on the stone bed, looking like he was being kneaded by Jiang Chuan.

"I don't know how to unlock the inheritance. I just want to ask for more python dragon blood so that this dragon's power can be restored."

Just know it is so.

He flicked the dragon insect away with one finger, stuffed it back into the jade seal, and threw it into an empty box.

"When I feel better, I will let you out."

Before Jiao Chong could say anything, a sealing talisman was affixed, blocking Jiao Chong's prying eyes.

Jiangchuan took out his mobile phone.

I turned on the flashlight and took a photo of Yuye.

[I dare to ask all the seniors, how to obtain the inheritance in this jade leaf? 】

The questions are followed one after another by [The Thief is Like an Immortal] and [Denglong Taoist].

Soon, two seniors appeared.

[Denglong Taoist]: "You have found the wrong person this time. There is a specialization in the art. You should ask [Wuwang Sanren]."

[The Thief is Like an Immortal]: "Help Aite [Wuwu Sanren]".

Is there no point in scattering people?

Jiang Chuan did not expect that the senior Versailles man who spent all day in the forum also had an extraordinary side.

[Wuwang Sanren]: If you two little guys have some eyesight, you know that the person in this forum who is best at breaking the ban is me, not that romantic ghost.

Calling Senior Thief and Master Denglong a little guy?

Jiang Chuan suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a mistake.

But who is the "Merry Ghost"?

[Wuwang Sanren]: "Although I don't know what restrictions are placed on the jade leaf in the hands of the boy [Dajiangdongliu], but I guess it is not a high-quality inheritance. I, the old man, will be affected and pass on a technique to you.

Not long after, a practice technique called "Shadow Transformation Hand" appeared in the answer below.

[Wuwang Sanren]: "According to the current classification, if this technique can be perfected, it will be what you call a 'little magical power'."

Another small magical power?

He is worthy of being a senior who has attained the status of a heavenly being. What can be seen from between his fingernails is much more powerful than the inheritance of this sect.

Jiang Chuan knows that there are only three kinds of "small magical powers" in Yunshui Sect, whether offensive or defensive, and there are far less special magical powers that can break restrictions.

【大江东流】: "Thank you very much, senior. Earlier, it was the younger generation who had blind eyes and could not recognize the real person."

[Wuwang Sanren]: "You're welcome. When I first entered the forum, I was not as good as you."

Wuwu Sanren's words revealed a lot of information.

Looking at it, this forum actually existed a long time ago.

Jiang Chuan counted on his fingers.

Patriarch Denglong lived tens of thousands of years ago, but he is still a little guy in the eyes of Wuwu Sanren.

Then, it must have been tens of thousands of years ago when Wuwu Sanren embarked on the path of cultivation.

Thirty thousand years, fifty thousand years, or one hundred thousand years?

It's scary just thinking about it.

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