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Chapter 443: True Inheritance


What happened just now, he saw it clearly, the female Shura and the Silent Monk didn't find anything, and there was no inheritance of the Dao of the Divine Painter in this room at all.

So what is the purpose of doing so many things all along?

The Demon Hall Master obviously couldn't accept this fact, even if he saw that it was someone else who took away the inheritance, it was better than the despair he was now.

If there is no inheritance of the Dao of the Divine Painter, then everything he does is meaningless.

This desperation immediately made the Demon Hall Master collapse, he stared, his mouth opened unconsciously, disgusting saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and he remained in this position as long as he didn't move.

Lin Wei just glanced at it, and knew that the Demon Hall Master was finished.

The other party was hit too hard and completely collapsed, and at this moment, it was like a dead man, and like a walking dead he had refined himself.

The former master demon hall master is worse than dead at this moment.

The female Shura and the Silent Monk were obviously a little stronger than the Demon Hall Master, but in the same way, the shock and helplessness on the faces of these two people were also full of facial features.

"It turns out that everything is empty, empty" The female Shura is also blind, she has been trapped here for hundreds of years, but she didn't expect to find out in the end that everything is meaningless, fortunately, her mind is much stronger than the demon hall master, and she did not collapse directly.

The quiet monk could not hide the disappointment on his face, sighed, and recited the Buddha's name: "The poor monk did not expect that in the end, it was a bamboo basket to draw water, Amitabha, it turned out to be a poor monk who was dominated by greed before, now think about it, I am ashamed, there is no better, if not, the poor monk is afraid that he will not be able to understand the truth in this life." ” Lin Wei over there was also stunned, although he was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression, but the female Shura and Jing Jue could feel the horror and unwillingness of the other party.

"That's it, that's it, the little donor is extremely smart, it's a pity that creation makes people, this is God's will, you don't need to mind, you have to look away, don't mess up your mind because of this matter."

The monk obviously understood some truths at this time, and he was also very friendly to Lin Wei, and even persuaded him to open a little.

At this time, the female Shura saw that there was another door in front of this room, and stepped forward to open it, and what she saw outside was a sea of ink.

It's out.

Outside is the Abyss of Ten Thousand Blades.

Immediately, the female cultivator sighed, and her mood was much better, although they had found nothing, and they had wasted a hundred years of time, but after all, they had come out of trouble.

The silent monk on the side also recited the Buddha's name, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously truly enlightened.

For the two of them, the farce just now really made them realize, and they were even more glad that they didn't have that inheritance, otherwise they would have been friends with each other for a hundred years, and I am afraid that they would turn against each other because of this.

"Little donor, thank you, I'm going to call the old road of Jishan, we have been trapped for a hundred years, and we should also come out and walk."

The monk said with a smile, and turned around to go back, but soon, he came out and said: "Old Dao, he doesn't want to leave, saying that he can't interrupt the eightfold girl's way, it's just that, since the passage has been opened, the poor monk doesn't care about waiting a few more years." ” "Me too, let's go, let's go together when the time comes" The female Shura also said at this time.

"So, that little benefactor, let's go, let's meet again, we still owe you a favor, and there will be a day when we meet in the future" The monk and the female assura had obviously made a decision, that is, to stay here and wait for the eightfold lotus to succeed.

They had a reason to stay, but Lin Wei didn't.

Originally, Lin Wei wanted to ask the eightfold lotus why he sacrificed his life to save himself, but the other party was in retreat, and it was obviously impossible to disturb him, and the combination of the path would take several years or even decades, of course, he couldn't wait.

So Lin Wei planned to leave.

"Little donor, take this madman away, God has the virtue of a good life, although he has a bad heart, cruel and cruel, but people are already crazy, their minds are broken, even so, they should not be killed again."

When the monk Jing Zhu experienced this, he obviously lost his greed and lost his killing thoughts, but at this moment, he really looked like a monk.

Lin Wei glanced at the demon hall master whose arms were dead, like a crazy and stupid one, and nodded.

So Lin Wei didn't go back, he picked up the demon hall master and walked out, and when he turned back, there was no shadow of the female cultivator and the silent monk behind him, and even the door before had disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Lin Wei took the Demon Hall Master and did not stop around Mohai any longer, but returned along the road he had come, and two days later, he arrived around the Water Curtain Cave where he had comprehended the mystery of the Sword God.

There is still a sword mark that Lin Wei cut out last time, Lin Wei needs to find a quiet place now, this place is secret, very suitable.

After entering, Lin Wei placed the already stupid Demon Hall Master, these days, Lin Wei has determined that the Demon Hall Master is really crazy, it is conceivable that the other party attaches great importance to the inheritance of the Divine Painting Master's Dao, but when the Demon Hall Master found out that everything he had done before was in vain, it was all useless, and he didn't get anything in the end, which made the Demon Hall Master directly defeated by anger and despair, and became a crazy person.

However, it can be regarded as the luck of the Demon Hall Master, if he is not crazy and stupid, he will definitely not live to the current one.

At this moment, Lin Wei used a spell to trap the Demon Hall Master, then walked to the distance, sat down cross-legged, and then his mind moved, and a paintbrush appeared in his hand.

Look closely, this paintbrush is the one floating in front of the Xuantie Gate before, it seems simple and ordinary, but Lin Wei knows the true value of this brush.

The Dao of the Divine Painter is not without inheritance, but even the Silent Monk and the Female Shura did not expect that the real inheritance of the Dao of the Divine Painter is actually this brush.

Before Lin Wei uncovered the puzzle and drew a painting containing the true meaning of life and death, he immediately heard a burst of heaven and earth divine words, and the voice told Lin Wei that he was Yuan Bikong, who could understand the true meaning of life and death, he could get his inheritance, that is, the pen that had been ignored by everyone.

It was also because Lin Wei wanted to listen to this voice that he was negligent and was successfully attacked by the Demon Hall Master and others, otherwise how could Lin Wei's perception make the other party succeed The real inheritance is this, and behind the Xuantie Gate, it is just a passage to leave.

Of course, Lin Wei won't tell anyone about this kind of thing, now, Lin Wei left with the true inheritance of the Divine Painter Dao, and from then on, the Divine Painter Dao will advance by leaps and bounds, this point, if the demon hall master knows, I am afraid that he will be angry directly.

At this moment, Lin Wei, who had received the greatest benefit, held this pen in his hand, moved by faith, and with a few strokes in the air, he actually drew an egg in the air.

Ordinary eggs, the next moment, Lin Wei reached out and grabbed it, and the egg turned out to be like a real thing, held by Lin Wei in his hand.

At that time, the picture drawn by Lin Wei that contained the true meaning of life and death was actually very simple, it was just an egg, nothing more.

To be continued

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