"Anyway, it's already in desperation, so let's listen."
"Yes, Brother Lin, maybe everyone can think of a way out."
Everyone said.
"You also know that there is always a legend in the college."
"Since the establishment of the School of Theological Medicine for thousands of years, no one has been able to get the true inheritance of the patriarch."
Although Lin Qingxuan's voice was slow, it was amazing.
"For thousands of years, the School of Divinity Medicine has no owner."
"what?"
Ye Qingli couldn't help but widen her eyes.
"What does it mean?"
"The founding patriarch of that year built the school of theology here."
"However, until he left the continent, he did not find a true successor."
"So, in desperation, he can only accept a dozen or so disciples, and then divide his skills into several parts and pass them on separately."
"And these named disciples, that is the origin of thirteen branches."
"The dean was elected by the elite of the thirteen palms. However, he is not the real master of the academy, nor can he have the supreme power."
"However, the founding ancestor has left a legacy."
"If his true descendants appear, then he can have all the heritage of the college."
"Can also control the highest power of the entire college!"
"At that time, even the elder St., will also listen to his dispatch!"
"Is there such a thing?"
Ye Qingli couldn't help but be surprised.
This sentence from Lin Qingxuan's mouth.
Enough to shock the world!
The School of Theological Medicine has been established for thousands of years.
It has always been an unowned land!
"Yes."
The jade bone also nodded.
"The first rule in the school regulations of the School of Theological Medicine tells everyone that unconditional obedience to the ancestral master's training is required."
"If one day, the patriarch's descendants really appear. Then, as long as they are related persons in the School of Theological Medicine, they all have to listen to her orders."
"It's just that ordinary disciples don't know this school rule."
"So, how can I get the patriarch's heritage?"
Ye Qingli said firmly.
"what do you mean?"
Lin Qingxuan stunned his eyes wide.
He couldn't believe Ye Qingli.
"It's impossible."
"Do you know, for thousands of years, I don't know how many disciples who have been optimistic, have tried to try to get the ancestors' heritage.
"However, none of them succeeded."
"In the beginning period, many excellent disciples will be deliberately cultivated to challenge inheritance."
"But, in the end, they all failed."
"Without exception, the broken halves sink sand."
"So, in the end, there is no master courtyard that will let the disciples who value it most to embark on this thorny road."
"Over time, all of the college has forgotten this matter."
Lin Qingxuan looked at Ye Qingli very solemnly.
"The disciples at that time were all real talents."
"Some of them even reached the level of kings when they went to trial!"
"However, all of them were there, and no one came back alive."
"Are you sure, are you still going?"
"Where is it?"
The newly-built Hanbi Palm Court did not know where Lin Qingxuan said.
In these palm courts, only the most senior Lin Qingxuan knew this palm.
Lin Qingxuan's face couldn't help showing a bitter smile.