His successor is the daughter of destiny. How did he come in? She has such a strange breath.

"Who are you?" the old man asked.

The pet smiled and said, "I'm the ancestor of Hehuan."

Hehuan ancestor?

In front of him, someone dared to call Lao Zu, a golden elixir doll, with such a frivolous tone.

Father Hehuan is not a good thing when he listens to it. How can lingweizong sneak in such a disciple?

"This is not the place where you should come. If you don't want to break in, hurry up." the old man said with dignity.

The light in the pet's eyes flowed, and the corners of his lips bent slightly. He was not frightened by his dignified appearance.

"How is this place and who are you?"

Lao Tzu looked indifferent and said coldly, "this is an ancient fairyland, not where you can stay. Go quickly."

"Are you waiting for someone? Is there something to pass on to her?" the pet's white face smiled and said gently, "how about passing it on to me?"

The old man frowned and said, "don't be malicious. Although I am a remnant soul, I can easily kill you and leave lingweizong quickly..."

Pet Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were stained with a little smile. She whispered, "remnant soul?"

The old man gave a cold snort, and the powerful pressure was released, and the air trembled slightly.

"If you don't go, you'll be welcome."

"You're welcome." pet said with a smile, "I didn't intend to go."

With that, she walked towards the old man: "although it is a ghost, it should be able to contact people."

Ah? what?

Before the old man could react, his body seemed to be sucked by something and fell to the ground with a bang.

The atmosphere was slightly stagnant and inexplicably embarrassed.

She rolled up her sleeves and started to fight impolitely. All her fists hit the old man in the face.

"Ouch -" the old man screamed and shouted, "you dare to beat me... Ouch..."

What's going on? What about his psychic power? And why does it hurt when he's beaten.

Chong Yu had long been unhappy about the inheritance of this secret place. He punched and said, "am I the one you're waiting for?"

"No... ouch..."

"Isn't it?"

"Yes."

The pet was so happy that he kicked the old man away and said, "take out your things."

The old man got up tremblingly and said angrily, "you girl don't respect the old at all. How dare you beat me... Hiss... It hurts..."

He couldn't figure it out. As a remnant soul, he was beaten by practitioners.

"Take it out." the pet smiled and said, "next time I won't beat you, but kill you."

There was an inexplicable cold behind the old man. He felt a kind of moribund death spreading in the air. He was unwilling to take out a sword.

"This is the immortal sword I used before my death. It's powerful. It's in the immortal world..."

"Bang bang -" the sword was cut off.

The old man's pupils shrunk, looked at the cut sword in the air unbelievably, and his fingers trembled: "you, you, you..."

The pet smiled gently and said, "how can I?"

What fairy sword she doesn't want, just cut it off so that the lucky pet can't get it.

Next, she asked the old man to take out all kinds of inheritance secrets, completely destroyed them, and left the palace in a happy mood.

The old man stayed in the dark hall.

"How dark..."

"Will there be any cultivators falling down?" he secretly hid a sword. Although the grade was much worse, it was also a inferior fairy sword at least.

After waiting for a long time for no one to come, the bruised old man said again, "come on..."