Chapter 1160

Starting with the light source, Fang Lin's figure disappeared in situ and entered the supreme temple.

The old mummy was not surprised. He had long known that Fang Lin took the supreme temple with him and could enter it at will.

"This boy is really lucky." The old mummy muttered to himself, and then he focused on the refining dragon Jiankong, and occasionally looked up at the darkness over the falling magic cliff.

"In this place, it should not be detected?" The old mummy secretly said that there was always a trace of fear.

Besides, Fang Lin entered the supreme temple, stood in front of his statue, looked at a cluster of light floating in front of him, looked calm, and his face was neither happy nor sad.

In the light group, there are many pictures constantly emerging. This is what the deceased Temple inheritor experienced in front of him. At the moment, it is reappearing to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin also wanted to know what the inheritor had experienced and why he died under the falling magic cliff.

But what Fang Lin wants more is the inheritance of this light source.

After all, only when all the twelve inheritance of the supreme temple are gathered together can the supreme god collection left by Wu Zun Mo Shou Hei be opened and the power left by Mo Shou Hei be obtained.

If Fang Lin wants to become the strongest in this era, the supreme god Zang is an indispensable part.

In the light, the life of the inheritor before his death emerged. Fang Lin looked at it silently, as if he were experiencing it himself.

Before you know it, you will know the whole life of this person.

After knowing this, Fang Lin couldn't help sighing and shaking his head.

The inheritor's life was also miserable. Although he was inherited by the supreme temple, it did not bring much change to him.

This person is named Zhou Siyuan, who was born in a small sect. When he was a child, the sect was destroyed, and his parents died. Zhou Siyuan, who was alone in the mountains, fainted in the fields under cold and hunger.

Fortunately, Zhou Siyuan was adopted by a farming couple, but the good times did not last long. Zhou Siyuan was just ten years old, and the small village he lived in was trampled by monsters. Zhou Siyuan was hidden in the stinky cellar by his adoptive parents, and then lived a life.

Then Zhou Siyuan was very lucky to join a relatively good sect, but became a servant of an excellent disciple of the sect.

Unwilling to be a servant, Zhou Siyuan secretly learned everything that this excellent disciple knew and practiced silently.

Soon, Zhou Siyuan showed his amazing talent and even surpassed that excellent disciple.

But at that time, Zhou Siyuan was still unknown, and no one knew that he had such a talent.

Until his secret learning was revealed, the excellent disciple was angry and wanted to kill Zhou Siyuan, but Zhou Siyuan resisted and killed him.

Committing such a felony, Zhou Siyuan had to flee and rejoin another sect.

In that sect, Zhou Siyuan finally showed his head and became a very excellent disciple of that sect.

Later, Zhou Siyuan was out of control. At that time, he could be called a person like Tianjiao.

However, Zhou Siyuan was doomed to be a man with ill fated fate. Just when he was in high spirits and momentum, he was trapped in the supreme temple during a trip for training.

Zhou Siyuan had been trapped in the supreme temple for 50 years before he successfully passed the test of the supreme temple and walked out of the supreme temple with amazing talent and perseverance.

In 50 years, many things have changed. The sect where Zhou Siyuan is located has also been swallowed up by a more powerful sect.

Because Zhou Siyuan became a inheritor, he was also targeted by other inheritors and became a target to be pursued.

After several lives and deaths, Zhou Siyuan finally wanted to escape into the falling devil cliff to avoid those terrible opponents.

As a result, he died at the foot of the falling magic cliff, ending his short and miserable life.

Fang Lin had to lament that fate made people, and someone got the inheritance of the temple. From then on, his fate changed greatly, and he became a dragon and a phoenix among people.

But this week, even if he became the inheritor of the temple, his fate is still so embarrassed.

Convergence of mind, Fang Lin thoroughly absorbed Zhou Siyuan's inheritance, and obtained several Temple Martial Arts mastered by Zhou Siyuan.

Not only that, the supreme breath in Fang Lin's body is also more and more rich. In this way, the supreme Temple Martial Arts that he can display will also be more powerful.

"Zhou Siyuan also died a hundred years ago. In this way, there are only ten surviving Temple inheritors except me." Fang Lin said secretly in his heart.

Fang Lin, the inheritor of the supreme temple, has seen many people, including the powerful juechen, the white clad boy who has dealt with several times, the tall man who was almost killed by Fang Lin, and a middle-aged man who joined hands with the white clad boy in the chaos demon valley.

In addition, according to Fang Lin's judgment, there may be several Temple heirs far away from the seven seas, so it is conceivable how difficult it is to integrate the inheritance of the twelve temples.

"It's estimated that I'm the first one to get two inheritors, but I don't know whether other inheritors will feel it." Fang Lin murmured.

Fang Lin was very satisfied with the inheritance, and then left the supreme temple.

Back at the foot of the falling demon cliff again, the old mummy has refined long Jiankong into a puppet. At the moment, long Jiankong stood there motionless, with a dull face, no God in his eyes, and even no breath.

The old mummy sat cross legged on the side, as if recovering his wasted vitality. Fang Lin carefully walked closer and carefully observed long Jiankong. For this demon, Fang Lin was still a little afraid.

"Don't look, he has been refined into a puppet by me. I can obey your orders and let him do anything." The old mummy said.

Fang Lin was overjoyed when he heard the speech. The Dragon saw the air and became a puppet. For himself, wouldn't it be a great help,

The strength of long Jiankong is quite strong, and he can make it into a puppet. Fang Lin didn't dare to think about it before.

"But don't be too happy, boy. This guy is still a little capable. Although he has become a puppet, he hasn't been thoroughly refined by me. Maybe after a long time, he will regain consciousness." The old mummy said.

Fang Lin nodded, but according to the old mummy, there should be no problem with this magic puppet in a short time.

"I spent a drop of blood essence and need a period of time to recuperate. With this magic puppet, it's enough for you to deal with many things. Don't bother me if you have nothing, and don't bother me if you have something." The old mummy said, and directly returned to Fang Lin's Jiugong bag.