Pei Xihe opened his eyes again, and Qingshu was no longer there.

She pulled out the peach blossom hairpin from her hair.

The tentacles are like cold jade, soft and smooth, without any wood thorns.

The hairpin made of mahogany wood does not have the texture and color of wood. It is white and pink, more like jade, and it is magical.

It also has the power to exorcise and destroy evil spirits.

The peach blossoms at the end of the hairpin are lifelike, just like the real thing.

It is a beautiful hairpin, and it is also a magical instrument.

It is a magical weapon that surpasses the Lingbao. Even the evil geniuses with top backgrounds are still using the Lingbao.

She did get a magic weapon belonging to Patriarch Peach Blossom, a hairpin that even the Supreme Transformation God would be tempted by.

But Qing Shu was made for her and no one can take it away.

Unless the means left by Qing Shu are cracked.

But how could a person with such means covet a mere peach blossom hairpin?

Pei Xihe chuckled.

"Just call me Changming, Changming Hairpin."

I still don’t know the name of Taohua Patriarch.

She kept it firmly in her mind. If it really happened, it would be enough to change her life.

She is willing to repay this kindness even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

The Emperor's Gold was sealed in her spiritual ruins.

She swept out all the life-saving items she had stored in it in an almost domineering manner.

She lacked the Lingxu to store important things, but it was worth it.

It is impossible for Pei Xihe to reveal the fairy gold, so this peach blossom hairpin is the best cover.

This is also the last support given to her by Patriarch Taohua. This grace of protecting the Tao is deeply felt.

The huge peach blossom tree gradually disappeared, and Pei Xihe knew that he was about to teleport out.

She quickly put the thousand-faced nails on her earlobes.

The next moment, her figure had disappeared from here.

………………

Jiang Mingzhu stepped out from the inheritance place.

There is a thirteen-petal peach blossom floating in her dantian.

Each of the petals is engraved with runes, which are extremely mysterious and exude a terrifying energy.

"Peach Blossom Tianyuan Jing" is Qing Shu's famous Taoist scripture, it is a third-level Taoist scripture that she has understood by herself, and it has terrifying growth potential.

Qingshu, the ancestor of Taohua, only gave the foundation of the first part, and this sutra needs to be understood and expanded by oneself.

In the end, it becomes a unique collection of Taoist scriptures that is most suitable for you.

Even the first-grade Dao Sutra is not unattainable.

Jiang Mingzhu was very satisfied.

When she stepped out of the inheritance place, she realized that it was still the same place where the light group was just now.

The eight major forces around them have gathered and divided their camps again.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyebrows lit up with the word "ginger" in silver, making the identity of the Jiang family clear.

She is not afraid of anyone. If you really want to touch her, you have to consider the horrific revenge from the Jiang family at all costs.

Sure enough, except for Kunlun, all the other eight major forces wanted to ask her what inheritance she had obtained, but they didn't dare.

It's just so realistic.

They don't dare to provoke the Jiang family easily.

That was an ancient family that was comparable to the power of the sect.

Gu Changqing from the Kunlun camp smiled and said to Jiang Mingzhu.

"Congratulations, junior sister, for getting this opportunity."

Jiang Mingzhu clasped her fists and smiled softly, so bright and beautiful.

"Senior brother, it's just a fluke. I also want to thank senior brother for your support at this moment."

Naturally, Kunlun disciples gather here, and other forces are afraid of them, which makes it safer.

Gu Changqing smiled naturally and did not ask her what luck she had.

It was different when Pei Xihe stepped out.

The monks from the eight major forces were staring at her closely.

Even the Kunlun disciples were no exception. They didn't expect that a disciple who had just entered the Fourth Realm, an outer sect disciple, would be so lucky to get a spot.

There are seven places, and many monks with half-step golden elixir haven't been able to get them. She must have been lucky.

Several terrifying half-step golden elixir monks moved their auras, trying to suppress her.

Let’s see what inheritance secrets this plain-looking nun hides.

Gu Changqing snorted coldly.

Spiritual power erupted at the same time. Seeing him express his stance, the other half-step golden elixirs in the Kunlun team also erupted at the same time, with an extremely astonishing momentum.

"Who dares?!"

Gu Changqing spoke coldly.

Although he was also envious of Pei Xihe's inheritance, she was a disciple of Kunlun. Even if she was an outer disciple, she was still from Kunlun.

If she was passive at this time, it would be a slap in Kunlun's face!

"Whoever dares to touch my Kunlun people, I, Gu Changqing, would like to learn a lesson or two!"

As soon as their auras exploded, all the auras that were about to move were suppressed unwillingly.

Pei Xihe assessed the situation.

He quickly joined the Kunlun camp.

Pei Xihe smiled gratefully.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your support."

Even for the sake of Kunlun's appearance, he saved her from fire and water in the end.

She took off the peach blossom hairpin on her head, which instantly attracted countless gazes.

Penglai Jiuxi, Tianyou Yuanchan, Taoist Jin Cangshen, these top monsters couldn't help but look over.

Pei Xihe behaved a little timidly.

"I came here by accident and grabbed a futon. Unfortunately, I have three spiritual roots. I wanted to ask the ancestor for the exercises, but the ancestor only gave me a hairpin. Only when I got it did I know it was a magic weapon.

, it’s a pity that only I can use it.”

Sure enough, Gu Changqing and the others felt pain as if they had been cut even when they tried to use their telekinesis.

This statement, combined with the aura of the three spiritual roots on her body, is indeed reasonable.

A mere three spiritual roots are really a waste of the ancestor’s inheritance quota.

Although the magical artifacts are cherished, they are far inferior to those passed down from high-grade Taoist scriptures.

In this case, she can only use it alone.

What's the point of staring at her?

Everyone stopped thinking, really, the Three Spiritual Roots are too persuasive.

The ancestor is unwilling to pass on the skills, which is normal when you think about it.

Especially since her cultivation and appearance and temperament are all ordinary.

It seems that I really got lucky and got a futon. What a waste of money.

Gu Changqing smiled calmly.

"Junior sister's good fortune is really enviable. With time, she may not be able to achieve the great path. Practice hard and enter my inner door as soon as possible."

Pei Xihe's eyes were bright.

"Brother, I will definitely work hard!"

Jiang Mingzhu's eyes sparkled. She didn't believe him after seeing Pei Xihe's true face and cautious style.

But without exposing it, she finally got something satisfactory and felt happy.
To be continued...