322: C322 Inheritance

C322 Inheritance

In another small isolated space within the Tools Method Hall.

"I never thought that the inheritance of the His Sacred Emperor Majesty would be given to this kid in the end." Shen Guan could not help but laugh out loud, his eyebrows revealing a hint of unconcealable happiness, "It has been here for around eighty years, at least someone can open it now."

"This kid's luck is too good."

The green-clothed elder at the side couldn't help but laugh, "I'm afraid that even he is on the verge of tears. If it wasn't for the fact that someone suddenly entered the inner sanctum of the Sacred Hall, he might have already chosen the inheritance of the His Sacred Emperor Majesty." Towards this result, the green-clothed old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's a pity that he is also an immortal, but I'm afraid Tang Huan did not rely on luck to pass on the inheritance." Shen Guan said with a smile, "If I'm not wrong, Tang Huan should have already determined that the box inside contained His Sacred Emperor Majesty's handwritten letter even earlier."

"Oh? I don't believe it. "

The green robed elder shook his head and laughed, "In the letter, the 'Spirit Communication Jade Page' records the process of forging the weapon that Weapon Refining Grand Master is most proficient in. Although there is the intent of the weapon that comes out, the aura it exudes is too weak, it is hard for even us to sense it.

"Furthermore, even if he had felt the essence of that longbow, he wouldn't have known that it was the last Divine Weapon 'Peacock Plume' that His Sacred Emperor Majesty forged."

"What you say does make sense."

Shen Guan laughed, "However, he had already determined that it would be good to try his luck. For him to be able to obtain the inheritance of the His Sacred Emperor Majesty, it can be considered as our Divine Weapon Pavilion giving an explanation to the His Sacred Emperor Majesty. This time, if the one who obtained the box first was an immortal, I am afraid that it would be very difficult for him to succeed as well. That little girl could have done it, but unfortunately, when she entered the inner sanctum of the Sacred Hall a few years ago, she did not choose it. "

"In this regard, Tang Huan who has merged with his Spiritual Fire, has such a huge advantage." When the green-clothed old man heard this, he also felt somewhat regretful.

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Inside the Sacred Hall, Wu Yixian laughed bitterly for a long time, but he could only accept this incomparably regretful reality in the end. After a long while, he sat down at a jade table on the right side of palace, and started to sweat profusely like Tang Huan.

Forcing himself to endure the pain, he opened the lid of the box and took out the letter. After opening it, a ball of red light shot into the center of his brows.

After the black clad middle-aged man, the number of new high-level Weapon Refiner s entering the inner sanctum of the Sacred Hall increased unceasingly.

However, when the number of people inside reached six, no one could pass through the arch anymore. As time passed, one figure after another sat cross-legged at the jade table, and one after another disappeared from the jade table. After an unknown number of days, with a "pa" sound, Wu Yixian was also wrapped up by a ball of white light, and disappeared without a trace, as if he was teleported out by a force.

For a time, Tang Huan was the only one left inside the Sacred Hall.

Tang Huan remained as still as a statue in this quiet space. However, every once in a while, he would mechanically take out a jade bottle from his chest, take out a round fusion pill, and swallow it. After that, he would regain his calm.

More than ten days passed in a flash.

"Pah!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the silence.

The order badge in Tang Huan's arms suddenly exploded, and a ball of white light appeared out of nowhere, enveloping Tang Huan's body. In the next moment, Tang Huan's figure disappeared into thin air, and the letter fell onto the ground, the paper inside had become dim.

"Hu!"

After a short moment, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed at the entrance of the Tools Method Temple.

In the blink of an eye, the white light had disappeared without a trace like snow and ice under the blazing sun. Tang Huan's figure immediately appeared, and even though he was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes had already slowly opened.

"You're out?"

Tang Huan looked around in a daze, and only now did he realize that he was already outside the Tools Method Temple. He couldn't help but be startled, "It's been thirty-six days already?"

Then, as if he had thought of something, Tang Huan subconsciously reached into his bosom and pulled out the jade bottle. He removed the stopper to take a look, the bottle was indeed empty inside, not even a "round fusion pill" was left.

In this period of time, his soul and body seemed to have been separated as his body quietly sat inside the Sacred Hall. His soul seemed to have passed through nearly a hundred years of time, returned to the Forging God Cave, and witnessed the entire process of Holy Emperor forging the Divine Weapon 'Peacock Plume' with his own eyes. Only when he was hungry did he feel a portion of his consciousness return, and then, he would control his body and swallow a pill.

Tang Huan knew that what he saw was the illusion created by the Artifact Forging Handwritten.

Even though Tang Huan did not know how the illusion was preserved for such a long time, he knew that a scene like this had definitely occurred in the Forging God Cave that year. And just before he was teleported out, Tang Huan had seen with his own eyes that within the illusion, the Shan He had carved a line of words onto the jade tablet.0

In the past few days, Tang Huan had not been immersed in it, and did not feel anything.

Now that he had regained his senses and recalled the scene before him, a shock that was difficult to conceal immediately emerged on Tang Huan's forehead. In those few tens of days, the refining techniques displayed by the Holy Emperor actually exceeded a hundred, and the process of forging a Divine Weapon, was even more complicated.

Compared to the Divine Weapon "Peacock Plume", Tang Huan's "Dragon Phoenix Spear" forging was nothing. Holy Emperor seemed to have realized that this was his last time forging Divine Weapon, and used all of his skills to try and make it.

Now, everything that had appeared in that illusion had been completely imprinted in the depths of Tang Huan's soul, and even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to forget it.

Although he had only read through it once, Tang Huan felt that his Tools Method Attainments had greatly increased. However, the things that the Holy Emperor had displayed were too vast and profound, if he wanted to digest all the inheritance left in his handmade letter, it would simply be impossible to do so in a few years.

"Brother Tang Huan, this way please Great Elder."

Abruptly, a voice interrupted Tang Huan's thoughts. As he looked up, he saw a man in yellow clothes slowly walking over, his face had a smile like that of a chrysanthemum flower.

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