Chapter 470: Farewell to the Holy Spirit Master

"Is this the inheritance of the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master?" Xu Xing'er's eyes swept across the scene in the tower.

The pagoda was empty.

All the bubbles in the formation diagram had been taken away by Mo Qingkuang that day.

At this moment, there was only an empty hall.

Xu Xing'er was a little disappointed, and secretly cursed Mo Qingkuang for being so greedy that he didn't leave her anything.

Mo Fan took her up the stairs.

There was nothing on the first to eighth floors.

Only the white jade sculpture on the ninth floor was still there quietly, without any change.

The deep sapphire eyes made people deeply immersed in it.

"Is he the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master?"

Xu Xing'er's face showed curiosity.

"Yeah."

Mo Fan nodded and stretched out two fingers to point at the two sapphire eyes of the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master.

Two golden halos shot towards the pair of sapphires with unparalleled momentum, as if to destroy them.

"Ah——"

Xu Xing'er exclaimed, not understanding why Mo Fan wanted to destroy the portrait of the senior master.

She subconsciously wanted to stop him, but found that she could do nothing.

The gap between her and Mo Fan's strength was too big.

Just when the golden light was about to penetrate the eyes of the sculpture, a strange energy wave rippled out, and directly eliminated Mo Fan's attack into a shadow.

The white light descended, and the figure of Lingyuan Saint Master slowly emerged.

He was more transparent than the last time Mo Fan saw him, and his image was a little blurry.

It was because after the last inheritance to Mo Qingkuang, the energy he left behind was not enough.

Feeling that someone intended to destroy his statue, Lingyuan Saint Master subconsciously blocked it, and consumed a lot of energy.

Looked very weak.

"Who are you?"

Lingyuan Saint Master looked at Mo Fan in confusion. He felt that the energy fluctuations on Mo Fan were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't see where they were familiar.

"Junior Mo Fan, meet the senior." Mo Fan bowed respectfully to Lingyuan Saint Master.

I have his inheritance and I am now strong.

The ability to fight above my level is mostly due to the formation attainments passed down to me by Master Lingyuan.

Master Lingyuan deserves this bow.

Hearing Mo Fan's words, Master Lingyuan fell into deep thought, muttering to himself: "Mo Fan? Mo Qingkuang?"

In his impression, his inheritance was also given to a boy named Mo, but that boy's strength was far inferior to the man in front of him.

The formation attainments were also completely different.

He could feel that Mo Fan could control a terrifying number of seals, enough to reach the level of an eighth-grade formation master.

They should not be the same person.

But why could he feel a familiar breath from Mo Fan, not like Mo Qingkuang, but seemed to have come into contact with him somewhere.

Xu Xing'er was shocked when she heard the words and exclaimed: "Are you Mo Fan?"

"You, you, weren't you forced to death by Saint Yunluo?"

Her surprise was even greater than when Master Lingyuan appeared before.

There are rumors that Mo Fan and Mo Qingkuang are the same person.

Some people also said that Mo Fan had been following Mo Qingkuang, and fled to the demon country after Mo Qingkuang was forced to death by Lin Yang.

There were countless rumors like this.

Who would have thought that he would be alive in front of him now.

Even with his strength, he might not be at a disadvantage even if he really faced the Sage Yunluo.

Xu Xing'er understood.

No wonder he could easily break the Nine-Nine Spiritual Yuan Formation, and no wonder he could accurately find the nine-story pagoda containing the inheritance of the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master.

It turned out that he was Mo Fan!

Although most of the rumors in the secular world were untrue, all the rumors confirmed one fact.

That is, Mo Fan and Mo Qingkuang were almost inseparable.

When the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master inherited the inheritance, Mo Fan might have been there.

All this can be explained from Mo Fan's behavior just now.

"Yes, I am Mo Fan." Mo Fan nodded.

He took off his hat, revealing a handsome and vicissitudes of life face.

His white hair fell to his waist, and he felt like he was floating in the air.

"What is your relationship with Mo Qingkuang?" Lingyuan Saint Master asked.

He had very little energy left, and his voice was very weak.

This was originally a thought that remained of his, and it took countless years of energy accumulation to have the strength to appear in the image.

He had consumed too much recently, and he didn't have much time left.

"I am his ancestor. I was also there when Qingkuang accepted the inheritance." Mo Fan smiled, "Thank you for the inheritance."

"Ancestor?" Lingyuan Saint Master was slightly stunned.

Finally, where did Mo Fan's familiar feeling come from?

When Mo Qingkuang accepted the inheritance, his mind was open, and he did feel a hidden and obscure soul fluctuation.

But although his attainments in formations were strong, his soul ability was not the top in the world, and he still couldn't capture Mo Fan's exact location.

But now he felt that Mo Fan's attainments as a formation master were actually from the same source as his master, and the two even had the same rules and habits for the arrangement of seals.

It also surprised him.

Could it be that when I taught Mo Qingkuang those formation skills, this Mo Fan also learned them?

If that was true, then this Mo Fan was too terrifying.

When I taught Mo Qingkuang, I directly transmitted the information through the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Mo Qingkuang's talent was very high, his understanding was still relatively obscure, and he probably only learned 70% to 80%.

But he felt that the Mo Fan in front of him had learned 100%!

You know, he never taught Mo Fan in person.

Could it be that Mo Fan only understood it through his few words of advice to Mo Qingkuang?

The more Lingyuan Saint Master thought about it, the more horrified he felt, and looked at Mo Fan with doubtful eyes.

"Senior, I brought you another good seedling. She is very interested in your formation skills. I wonder if you are still interested in teaching her?" Mo Fan pointed at Xu Xing'er beside him.

Xu Xing'er was selected as a saint, and her talent and strength are self-evident.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she has reached the level of martial honor, and has the attainments of a fifth-grade formation master, which is far beyond almost all young talents in the secular world.

Even the current Mo Qingkuang and Lin Yang can't compare to her.

Lingyuan Saint Master looked at Xu Xing'er, and his eyes lit up.

Then dimmed.

"Alas, it would have been great if it was this little girl who came last time."

Lingyuan Saint Master sighed.

What kind of person is he? He can tell at a glance that Xu Xing'er's talent for formations is one in a million.

Compared to Mo Qingkuang, she is even stronger than Zixiao.

If it was Xu Xing'er instead of Mo Qingkuang who came, his confidence in carrying forward the inheritance would be increased.

But now he is already at the end of his strength, and there is no way he will start the inheritance again.

Even talking to them for a few words has consumed a lot of energy and is quite strenuous.

At this moment, he can only accept his fate.

After listening to the words of Lingyuan Saint Master, Mo Fan laughed dumbly.

He didn't know what Mo Qingkuang felt if he was here and heard Lingyuan Saint Master say this.