The Master Of The Monument, Nie Xiao Feng!

  Even till now, everyone still felt some disbelief at the sculptures.

  If this kind of ridiculous thing was not seen by one’s own eyes, no one would believe it if someone else said it.

  “I have seen the two seniors.”


  Although she felt that she had lived before these two, since she had already crossed over, she also accepted her identity as the younger generation.

  Otherwise, if she were to call the juniors instead, others would think her to be mad.

  Seeing Baili Hong Zhuang’s actions, the other cultivators also paid obeisance, and their faces were filled with a respectful expression.

  Previously, Han Xi Ling had already served as an example. Now, where would they date to be disrespectful?

  Do you still think that the dead know nothing?

  Did they still have the ability to try to disrespectful in front of the Monument’s Master?

  “This girl is very filial, I like it.” Bai Qing smiled.

  Everyone saw that the Monument’s Mistress directly praised Baili Hong Zhuang, and different emotions flashed across their eyes. Ji Yun’er regretted not paying obeisance.

  She knew that in such a situation, she must respect the Master of the Monument. Otherwise, would Baili Hong Zhuang be praised now?

  Ji Yun’er squinted and glanced at Baili Hong Zhuang. Since this woman appeared, she felt that something was wrong.

  If it was changed to other times, who could steal the limelight of their families?

  But now it seemed that whatever they do is wrong, and what was done by Baili Hong Zhuang was right, it was really depressing.

  The Master also nodded slightly and looked at Baili Hong Zhuang. He also praised her more. “No wonder my wife like you, and Liu Li is also in your hands.”


  Bai Qing’s face was warm and clear. Her smile gentle and limpid, making people feel only calm and pleasant.

  Everyone’s heart felt like it was burning; the Monument’s Mistress had so straightforwardly said that she liked Baili Hong Zhuang. Wouldn’t the inheritance now fall into Baili Hong Zhuang’s hands?

  “Thank you, seniors, for your praise.”


  Baili Hong Zhuang slowly said, her beautiful face had a smile as if she was not overly excited by the Master’s praise.

  After experiencing too many things, she clearly knows that no one could decide the outcome until the last moment.

  Just like Han Xi Ling and Yan Ling Xuan, when they first entered the Monument, who would have thought that they would have left the Monument without anything?

  “Since you young people have come to the Monument of Nie Xiao Feng, they must be young talents, dragons, and phoenixes among people.”


  Nie Xiao Geng’s lips rose, and his eyebrows arched with confidence and arrogance. The brilliance in his moves showed his strength and power.

  The heads of the people drooped facing this arrogance, this confidence they could only admire.

  Bai Qing looked at Nie Xiao Feng, her gaze filled with admiration. It was obvious that the two were deeply affectionate.

  “There is not much to say, everyone here has come for the inheritance of me and Qing er. There are two inheritances in total. If you can get an inheritance, you have to rely on your own skills.”


  Nie Xiao Fen’s words were determined, the pressure of the words exerted a force on everyone.

  Always, there was only one person who could have the inheritance. They hadn’t thought that there would be two Masters of this Monument, now the chances of them getting the inheritance would be much higher.

  Next, Nie Xiao Feng waved his hand, and the apertures under the people swirled around.