Lin Jiutian's sudden attack surprised the people present.

Sitting with Shen Chong today is not a temporary idea, and everyone has already made up their minds yesterday.

But obviously, the answer Shen Chong gave now was not satisfactory.

What he said was all in a state of flux, far from the level he had shown in his previous papers.

Some people wanted to question it, but Lin Jiutian, who was standing proudly beside the dragon head stone chair with his hands behind his back, had an expressionless look on his face.

Finally, someone suddenly woke up.

No matter whether Lin Jiutian would step down in a few days, no matter how indifferent he seemed to be to the difficulties given to Shen Chong by others before, but today's behavior of everyone seemed to be a bit excessive, touching Lin Jiutian's backlash.

They were using Lin Jiutian's daughter to find trouble with Shen Chong.

Lin Jiutian made a certain concession, but everything has a degree and pays attention to the way of relaxation, and now the string in this big man's heart is afraid that it is a little tight.

It is true that in the past, Lin Jiutian did rely on his status to secretly give Shen Chong a lot of convenience.

But now that he thinks about it, Shen Chong didn't waste much of the resources of slaying demons, and the benefits he got for nothing were basically the private property of the old man and Lin Jiutian.

If it is said that Shen Chong still owes the favor of slaying demons before, but after he gave away the 20th version of the production method of the Spirit Gathering Array for free and exclusively supplied the pre-inspection equipment to the demon slayer, he no longer owes anything.

In recent decades, Demon Slayer has supported many supernumerary members, especially Thirty-six Tiangang.

However, after investment, the Tiangang organization has achieved such rapid results and such remarkable results, but Shen Chong's lofty mountains and mountains are the only one.

Old Concubine Tianshu originally had a problem, but after looking at Lin Jiutian's cold face again, she finally kept silent and sighed in her heart.

What Shen Chong said just now made her feel something, and Zhengjue might be able to take the opportunity to go further and peek into some heavenly opportunities.

Unexpectedly, this thought was interrupted and could only be abruptly stopped, which made her regret very much.

In fact, she knew that Shen Chong had the answer in her heart, but she didn't want to say it.

But if Shen Chongzhen said it in public, then the other elders present, whether they were humans or demons, would not be able to say the slightest gossip.

The old lady's original intention was to help Lin Jiutian exonerate.

She personally thought that Lin Jiutian was too laissez-faire to Shen Chong.

It's a pity, I don't know if Lin Jiutian will be wrong, or if he is really so eager to let Shen Chong enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

In short, Shen Chongshun got off the donkey, and as soon as the old man spoke, he immediately nodded and walked forward.

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Shen Chong stood in front of the dragon head stone chair and was about to step inside, a low voice came from behind.

He looked back and saw that it was Lin Jiutian's successor, Jiang Hu'er.

The nine-tailed fox demon that looked less than twenty on the surface, but was rumored to have lived for at least a hundred years.

"What's the matter?"

Shen Chong frowned and asked.

Lin Jiutian still didn't say a word, his eyes looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart.

"You only have three days, and after three days at twelve o'clock in the morning......"

Shen Chong turned around and walked forward, "To correct it, it's three days and four and a half hours." ”

"You ......"

Before Jiang Hu'er finished speaking, Shen Chong had already stepped inside.

She subconsciously raised her steps and wanted to step forward, but Lin Jiutian remained silent and turned sideways slightly, blocking in front of her.

At this time, Lin Jiutian's expression finally changed a little.

He frowned slightly, and looked at Jiang Hu'er with a strange and somewhat puzzled look.

A burst of lightning and thunder sounded behind everyone, and Shen Chong entered the secret realm of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is not easy for the demon slayer to get to this day. I try my best to understand that you have opinions in your heart, but there are some things that can't be overdone, am I right? ”

His tone was calm, as if there were no waves in an ancient well.

Others listened to it in their hearts.

However, it was said that as soon as Shen Chong entered the passage, he felt that the world was spinning, and when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in front of a seven-story Chinese-style obelisk.

He looked back at the sky, where a bright moon hung high in the sky.

It seems that this Hidden Scripture Pavilion is not the same as the previous Ding Yan Secret Realm and Gengrong Secret Realm, and the timeline here and the outside world is not staggered.

The visibility here is not high, and in the distance, you can only see the hazy mountains.

When the line of sight is placed from near to far, about a hundred meters or so, the authenticity of the secret realm creation has changed qualitatively, giving people the feeling that the pixels have suddenly changed from 1080 to 720, and further away it has become more excessive 60 and 180p.

In recent decades, although the speed of giving birth to masters has improved a lot compared to the past, they are not old enough, and the skill of using power is not as good as that of the ancients.

The secret realm they had only built in a few decades was not as complete as the ghost dragon.

However, Shen Chong did not mean to look down on the demon slayers, the reason was very simple, the founding team poured most of their energy into the obelisk, and as for other flashy arrangements, they were completely canceled.

Shen Chong walked to the gate and imprinted his palm.

The door is cold and piercing, the door is full of metallic texture, and the large bluestone next to the door frame looks very real, with a simple charm.

After a long time, two words jumped out of the door, and it was his name, indicating that he had passed the identity verification.

Stepping inside, the hall of the University is illuminated by a full seventy-two ever-bright oil lamps.

The fireworks are windless and automatic, but the strange thing is that the light of these fires shines on him without the slightest sense of warmth, only making people cold and biting.

Bookshelves are neatly arranged around the four walls of the obelisk, categorized and clearly marked.

Shen Chong breathed a long sigh of relief, all the paper books made him feel a little helpless, but fortunately, he didn't have to look at each one as he did when he was at the ghost dragon.

The way of classifying the classics is also extremely simple and crude, and it is divided according to the sects and forces that contributed to this part of the classics.

With visual enhancement turned on, he scanned the bookshelves with great speed, searching for the titles written on the spine one by one.

Then he raised his hand and made a move, and an abacus fell from the sky.

He crackled and slammed on the abacus, and about seventy or so books flew out of their respective shelves and landed on the table in front of him.

He skipped all the exercises and cheats, neither learned spiritual arts, nor learned how to practice spiritual sources, he only saw many biographies of Zhiwei who may still be thriving or may have long since disappeared.

He spread out all the more than seventy books on the table, and then waved his right arm vigorously.

The super strong body of the prefecture-level six-grade increase allowed him to drive the strong wind with this wave of his hand.

With the wonderful tremor of his fingertips, the strong wind split into seventy-two wisps, just right to turn each book back one page at the same time.

The conditions in this place did not allow him to make a flipbook, but fortunately, after breaking down the door of the earth, his strength was not what it used to be.

Both absolute power and subtle manipulation have been perfected.

From then on, he finally began to snoop on all the materials that only the chairman on duty could view indefinitely.

Time flies, and three days have passed in a blink of an eye.

It was getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock in the morning that he had to leave here, and Shen Chong had already walked out of the obelisk tower, leaning his back against the door frame at the gate of the tower, his expression extremely complicated.

It's brutal.

Why is this the case?

Although he had expected it in his heart, when he really revealed the answer, he still couldn't keep his heart calm.