Xiao Jiu swept away his sad face, and his innocent and bright smile hung on his face: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can wake up."

Wu Que smiled and reached out to touch Xiaojiu's head. Xiaojiu was so careful of herself, and she felt warm for a moment.

"Xiao Jiu, my inheritance has been completed, I have to practice immediately."

"Yes." Xiaojiu nodded, "I'll wait for you."

"good."

Wu Que sat cross-legged in the void of the Sumeru Realm, turned into Shura, and began to practice.

The inheritance of memory is played back in my mind and slowly merged.

A month later, Wu Que suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes became extremely deep, like a sea of ​​blood hell.

An invisible oppression spreads in the void.

"What a strong killing spirit."

Wu Que felt the oppression of this sea of ​​blood and was shocked.

The inheritance of thousands of times, the inheritance of Shura on himself was finally perfect.

Only then did Wu Que realize that the Badao is just the unique combat skills of the Shura royal family, there are three swords and one move.

Shura's martial arts "Reincarnation for All Eternities".

Once the cycle of reincarnation begins, it is immortal and immortal. If there is war, there will be endless power.

At this moment, Wu Que couldn't understand something. He was the reincarnated person. Why did he have an extra sword master in this life? Why did he learn to dominate the sword?

Wu Que's body left the Sumeru Realm because Xiaojiu said that half a year ago, Wu Que took away all the spiritual honey, and the purple bees in the world could not pick the spiritual flowers to make honey.

They have been hungry for half a year. If there are no more spiritual flowers, the purple bee will starve to death.

A miserable person is busy and busy.

Xiaojiu sat on Wu Que's shoulder, "Xiao Que, hurry up, Zifeng is a baby, you can't kill him."

"I know, am I leaving again?"

"I told you to hurry up! You have been hungry for half a year. Are you feeling well?"

"Purple bee, that's a rare species. Death is a loss. You don't know what kind of fortune it is, you can also encounter it."

Wu Que didn’t speak, how lucky?

I'm afraid not!

In those dreams of thousands of lives, every life is filled with great luck.

In the dream, Wu Que felt that everything was arranged.

He was framed by Gu Chengyu, entered the sword tomb, met the sword emperor, and obtained the black sword. This was also the arranged road, and he just walked up.

I met a purple bee and then dreamed of a thousand generations and received a complete inheritance. Isn’t this arbitrary?

After experiencing the thousands of lives in my dreams, Wu Que's heart became a little anxious.

If the dreams are all about one's own reincarnation for thousands of years, then one is a puppet, and one's life is controlled by others.

I am just water. Someone behind me has dug a ditch, so I can only flow along the ditches.

"Hey! A small lack..."

"Small lack..."

"What's wrong?" Wu Que Shenyou was pulled back.

Xiaojiu was very angry, "I have called you several times, are you walking or being distracted?"

"I'm thinking about something."

"Did you drink too much Lingmi and make you stupid?" Xiaojiu glared at Wu Que, "Look at your feet, the spirit grass is seven leaves and one flower, and you are about to tramplify to death."

Wu Que stopped, just one step away from that. The seven leaves and one flower in these ten years were tragically poisoned by Wu Que.

Wu Que carefully lay on the ground, dug it out, and moved it into the middle of the Sumeru Ring.

The spiritual medicines from ten years old are very poor, and they cannot be used for alchemy, so naturally the monsters will not eat them either.

In the forest, there are many spiritual herbs under ten years, which is cheaper.
Chapter completed!