Chapter 1042: Portrait of the Ancestral Hall

"Bing'er, your outfit has two flaws. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Lin Xuan glanced at Bing Ling lightly, but said with a smile.

"Oh?" the Ice Spirit clearly didn't believe it.

Lin Xuan gently hugged her slender waist, and then gently pressed her chest with one hand, "This is a place, although the Taoist robe is wide, but once it is revealed, this is a woman, so how can it be good?"

"Nasty thief. ā€

Bing Ling snorted and fell softly into Lin Xuan's arms, Lin Xuan's strange hand had already penetrated into her robe and walked among her peaks, and the tingling sensation made her lose her strength in an instant.

The two of them talked to me for a long time, and the panting Bing Ling pushed Lin Xuan away, "Then, what about the second place?"

"Fragrance, a faint fragrance, Bing'er, did you use any spices?" Lin Xuan gently stroked Bingling's green silk with his hand, and asked lovingly.

"Nasty thief, nasty Lin Xuan. Bing Ling didn't follow, slammed Lin Xuan's chest with his fist, buried in his arms in shame, and his voice trembled, "I, I am the body of a virgin, that's a daughter's fragrance, body fragrance." ā€œ

Lin Xuan gently hugged the jade man in his arms, "How can that be?"

"Me, I can cover it up with some spices, just hang a sachet. ā€

The two of them stayed in this Iron Sword Sect, the Ten Thousand Sect Sect, and now they have left nearly three thousand people, for a sect, the blow is also a great blow, but the Iron Red Sleeves have never shown up, only a group of Yuanying elders under the door are presiding over the overall situation.

Lin Xuan and Bing Ling were arranged on the second day, and it turned out to be to assist their master and collect the statues and spiritual positions of the ancestors of the ancestral hall of the sect.

And Lin Xuan and Bing Ling also smiled helplessly, that master, it was the elder who was ridiculed by the old demon in which city that day, and now he also knows the name, called Hu Bugui.

The ancestral hall of the sect is an important place, and there are usually full-time disciples who clean it here and offer incense.

It's just that now the whole sect has to be relocated, and these things can be avoided.

"Taibai, Guanyu, the two of you are responsible for sorting out the portraits of the ancestors in this ancestral hall and the spirit tablets, Bai Lang, He Sheng, the two of you are responsible for sorting out the scrolls in the Scripture Pavilion, these are the accumulation of countless years of the sect, you two must remember not to lose any scrolls, a piece of jade Jane knows? These are the important resources of my Tiejian Gate after I arrived in Youzhou, opening the mountain gate, although they are all some yellow-level Dao methods and some pills of the pill, but they can't be lost, after finishing up, Bai Lang and He Sheng, the two of them, will hand over the scroll jade slips to you Luo Shibo, Taibai, Guanyu, you two are to send the portrait of the ancestor and the spiritual position, all to the inner hall, and deliver it to the sect master. ā€

That Hu didn't make some arrangements, but he heard it in the ears of Lin Xuan and Bing Ling, and he was a little bitter in his heart, he and Bing Ling just wanted to hide their traces, but they didn't know that they would be arranged to send things to Tie Hongsleeve, and they were helpless.

"What are you still doing in a daze, go and come back quickly, the sect master has already ordered, three days later, the whole sect will enter the snow mountain, and it will take a long time to cross the snow mountain, you don't have to rub it in. ā€

Bing Ling and Lin Xuan nodded in response and hurriedly left.

The ancestral hall was in the apse of the sect, and the two of them searched the two monks, so they naturally knew the location.

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Li, are you the second elder coming to this ancestral hall?" Outside the ancestral hall, there was also a monk in the foundation building period, who was cleaning, but it made Lin Xuan a little surprised.

"On the order of the master, I came to sort out the portraits of the ancestors and the spirit tablets and handed them to the sect master. ā€

Lin Xuan said slowly.

"Yes, the disciple knows. The disciple who was in the foundation building period immediately put away the broom in his hand and went to open the door.

Lin Xuan asked curiously, "Why haven't you cleaned up yet, the entire sect is already ready to move." ā€

Who knew that the disciple actually said, "I have nothing else, I have been working and practicing in this ancestral hall since the fall of my master, and now I have been working and practicing for more than 30 years, and I know that I am leaving, so today I will clean this ancestral hall again." ā€

Lin Xuan nodded, this disciple was sincere, he knew that he was leaving, and he didn't forget to clean up this ancestral hall.

The two entered the ancestral hall, and Bing Ling just spoke, "Lin Xuan, don't you think it's strange, this person is a third-layer foundation realm cultivator, why would he stay in the ancestral hall to clean up, a sect, although the disciples of the foundation building period are not the backbone core disciples, but they can also be sent out to do some sect tasks, why is he willing to stay in the ancestral hall?"

Bing Ling's words made Lin Xuan come back to his senses, and when he looked out of the door, it was now that the disciple had already slipped away.

"Whose disciple is this, do you have any impression? In the soul searching Li Taibai Zhihai, there is no information about this disciple. ā€

"This Qin Guanyu does have it, but the impression is very light, this person's master is also a Jindan Great Perfection realm monk, but the impact of the Yuanying realm fell, and then he has no impression of this person. ā€

"Strange, that monk was a little strange just now. ā€

The two thought for a moment, but they couldn't understand it, so they had to give up and set their eyes on this ancestral hall.

Portraits, but they are the portraits of the ancestors of the Iron Sword Sect in the past dynasties, from the first generation of the Iron Sword Sect to the previous generation of the Sect, a total of twenty-one, two of which are women, that is, the third Qinglian Zhenren and the eleventh woman wearing a red dress and holding a red sword.

"The background of this iron sword gate should be extremely profound, these successive generations of masters, from this portrait, you can see one or two, the charm of each of them is contained in this portrait.

Lin Xuan bowed slowly, and with the help of the power of the Iron Sword Gate, he went to Youzhou to pay homage to this predecessor and ancients, which was also right.

Starting from the first portrait of the ancestor, Lin Xuan slowly cleaned up.

The first, the second, and when they were cleaned up to the third one, Lin Xuan and Bing Ling were shocked at the same time.

"The Qinglian real person in this portrait is a little different from the Qinglian real person you and I saw in the iron sword order. ā€

In the Iron Sword Order, the trace of divine consciousness sealed, the manifested Qinglian real person, dressed as a fairy, and the Qinglian real person in this portrait is a Taoist robe, and there is also a strange mark in his hand, and there is an extra lotus mark in the center of his eyebrows.

"This may be that the junior disciples have seen the appearance of the master, and this is the portrait, and the Qinglian Fairy we saw in the Iron Sword Order is probably what it looks like on weekdays. ā€

"Lin Xuan, look, isn't this painting extremely smooth?"

Bing Ling carefully rubbed his hand over the edge of the portrait, which was extremely smooth.

"Look at the rest of the two portraits. ā€œ

Lin Xuan took out the portraits of the first and second generation of the Iron Sword Sect ancestors just now, and the wood of the portrait was not so smooth.

"Let's look at the other portraits. ā€

The entire twenty-one portraits are put away, and it is this portrait of the Qinglian Fairy, and the wood is extremely smooth.

"You mean to say that this portrait is often held in people's hands?"

Lin Xuan looked at Bing Ling's thoughtful look and said slowly.