Pei Xihe finally arrived at the source, a ball of light with five white jade-like futons next to it.

But surrounding the light group was a circle with a piece missing. She saw two traces left behind, which should have just disappeared. There were seven in total.

In other words, only seven people can compete for this inheritance.

Relying on three nine-inch spiritual roots, she is extremely sensitive to spiritual energy and is almost unmatched by anyone. It is because of this advantage that she is here.

This place used to be extremely hidden and difficult to find, but now the spiritual tide has exploded and the inheritance point has been exposed.

In the telekinesis perception, there are dozens or even hundreds of terrifying auras approaching this place rapidly.

She quickly approached the white jade futon closest to her.

At this time, these few half-step golden elixirs have arrived.

Seeing the limited number of white jade futons, how could you not understand what happened?

Multiple spiritual power trainings are like rushing rivers and seas, bombarding them.

"How dare you, thief?!"

But it's too late.

Several golden talismans on Pei Xihe's body shattered in response, and she even spat out a mouthful of blood.

But she hugged a white jade futon, and a pink-white spiritual light enveloped her.

Escaped into the central light group.

Her heart was filled with ecstasy.

We got it! We got it!

She grabbed a inheritance spot in the secret realm of these heroes' spiritual power!

After she disappeared, the remaining four futons were involved in fierce competition.

Jiang Mingzhu arrived very early, and when she saw Pei Xihe's disguised face, she secretly wished her good luck.

Thinking of her three nine-inch spiritual roots, I am afraid that her spiritual energy sensing is really unmatched by anyone, but there is a reasonable explanation.

Regardless of the disorder in her body, she forcefully opened the emperor's blood again.

A terrifying shadow appeared behind him, killing the approaching monks with an invincible attitude.

Xuying reached out and grabbed a white jade futon.

And the next futon was snatched away completely in just a few breaths.

A figure in white came with a sword and saw chaos.

Lu Changfeng sighed softly. He had already rushed here, but he still missed it. That's all. Let's go look for the treasures left by the ancestors in the inner hall.

I am lucky to get it, but I am destined to lose it.

………………

Pei Xihe opened his eyes again, feeling a little amused in his heart. This ancestor really had many tricks. The Bronze Gate and the inner hall are the real inheritance places here, and they have left many tricks behind.

But she, Pei Xihe, still came to this place of inheritance!

For a moment, the wounds on his body that had just been struck seemed to be painless.

Okay, it still hurt a lot, so she quickly took out a seventh-grade Jade Dew Pill she had just gotten from the male cultivator.

This elixir has a miraculous effect on healing wounds.

Pei Xihe felt much better as soon as she entered the body. After all, it was an injury caused by the Half-Step Golden Pill, so she had to deal with it quickly.

She looked around, seeing a white mist, and she didn't know where she was.

It seems that the seven futons and seven people did not receive the inheritance in the same place.

After thinking for a few breaths, I finally took the step.

Now that you're here, you have to do some exploring.

As the white fog gradually decreases.

She saw pink.

Pei Xihe took a closer look and saw a rather large peach blossom tree.

The trunk of the peach blossom tree is thick and thick, showing some age, but it still has lush branches and leaves.

Blossoming peach blossoms were dotted on the branches, but when a breeze blew, they scattered one after another, like a rain of peach blossoms. She did not feel the slightest murderous intention, not like the previous Qixuan Formation.

It is a real peach blossom tree.

Peach blossom petals covered the ground, and there was a set of bluestone tables and benches beside the tree.

A woman in pink is sitting on it. There is a wine cup and wine glass on the bluestone table. The woman falls on the table, holding a wine glass in her hand, as if she is drunk. Pink peach petals are covering her upper body. Look at her face.

Not very realistic either.

Pei Xihe took a few steps closer and the woman seemed to wake up.

Peach petals scattered from her body.

The woman's long dark hair was spread out, no longer covered by petals, revealing her original appearance.

It seems that I can't tell whether the peach blossom is delicate and natural, or whether the woman is more beautiful like a spring flower.

Her black hair was scattered randomly, and her whole body was filled with a wanton and natural beauty.

Gives people a great visual impact.

This is not just about appearance, but in terms of appearance, Pei Xihe's true appearance is not inferior to hers.

It's the temperament, the kind of intoxicating temperament.

Pei Xihe asked carefully.

"I wonder who this sister is?"

The woman smiled, as if the spring in March were infinitely beautiful.

"You came here, didn't you just want to get my inheritance? And you asked me who I am?"

The sound is like a clear spring hitting a deep stream, and it is so sweet that it is beyond words.

Pei Xihe knew it.

Bow down and salute respectfully.

"I've met my ancestor."

"I want to know the inheritance of my ancestors."

She got straight to the point and didn't hide much. She didn't think her masking would be of any use in front of a legend like Patriarch Peach Blossom, even if it was an illusion of hers.

"Ha ha."

The woman's voice is as clear as a silver bell.

"Very happy, I like it. You have to let me see your true face, ancestor."

Pei Xihe took off his earrings.

In an instant, she was not inferior to her stunning appearance.

The colors of both of them are rare and unparalleled in the world.

Qingshu's brows widened as she looked at the stunning beauty coming towards her face.

"That's good. Even my successor's face must not be ordinary."

She stood up.

A unique coercion erupted on the spot, and the peach blossoms on the tree stood still for an instant.

Pei Xihe had no room for resistance at all, Qing Shu had already arrived in front of her.

She picked up the wine cup and poured Pei Xihe a glass of wine.

"Drink it."

Pei Xihe did not hesitate.

She is suspicious by nature, always cautious, and does not dare to make mistakes.

But the previous incident where her senior passed down the sword made her aware of this problem.

The person in front of her, even if it spans tens of millions of years, is not a ray of thought or a shadow left by her ancestor in the past, she cannot resist.

It would be better to be more free and easy.

She took the wine glass and drank it down happily.

The spicy wine fell into her throat, making her face flush.

Qingshu's eyes were filled with admiration.

She likes happy, smart, and good-looking little girls.
To be continued...