"What does the ancestor mean is for me to lead the disciples of the sect to compete for the Dao Sutra?"

In the secret room, Zhou Lin raised his head and repeated it again, his eyes showing surprise and fanaticism at the right time.

Anyone who hears such a secret will inevitably show ecstasy, it is a supreme treasure, if he is still expressionless, I am afraid that even Lieyangzi will suspect that his motives are not pure.

Really.

Seeing the light in his eyes, Lie Yangzi nodded, obviously relieved, and after thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "Yes, no matter how many volumes of the Tao Sutra are, you must get it!" In the past, the True Martial Arts Palace was the first day of the upper sect, with millions of disciples, and the lower sects were lined up, proud of the Nine Heavenly Realms, and the limelight was unparalleled for a while. ”

When he said this, Lie Yangzi's eyes showed longing, and then his eyes darkened, "It's a pity, because of the loss of the sect's supreme treasure Dao Sutra, the huge sect gradually declined, and finally disappeared completely, some people say that it completely withered and disappeared in the long river of history." Some people are speculating that it may not have disappeared, but the appearance of the ruins of the True Martial Arts Palace this time proves that the True Martial Arts Palace of the year really did not disappear, but it was just sealed and left for future generations to open. ”

"I didn't expect that the old man would be able to meet the ruins of the True Martial Arts Palace in his lifetime, and this time it is within the scope of my Lieyang Gate, and my Lieyang Gate has six places, which is twice as many as other sects, and we must get the treasures inside. Zhou Lin, if you can get the Taoist scriptures for the old man, the old man can promise that the next head of the house will definitely be yours. ”

Lieyangzi's eyes were sharp, staring at him deadly, Zhou Lin's strength was outstanding, so that he saw hope, and even tempted him with the position of the head.

"Why don't the ancestors fight for it in person? With the strength of the ancestor, I'm afraid the odds are greater, right? ”

Zhou Lin still said the question in his heart.

"In the past, before the True Martial Arts Palace disappeared, there were eight words that came out, 'below the divine realm, enter my palace', this sentence is like a proverb, no one understands what it means, and there have been countless speculations for countless years after that, which is also the reason why some people say that the True Martial Arts Palace has not disappeared. That day, the old man had gone to Qingfeng City to investigate, the ruins of the True Martial Arts Palace were thirty zhang underground in Hanjiazhuang, and there were many formations inside, and the formation inside was that the Martial God Realm was nine deaths and one life, and the formation would not be loosened until the day of birth, even if it was a Martial God Realm monk, there was no chance. ”

Lieyangzi's face was frightened, thinking that he should have gone to investigate that day, and he had suffered a loss.

On the surface, Zhou Lin did not reveal the thoughts in his heart at all, and said solemnly: "Ancestor, rest assured, if there is a Dao Sutra in the True Martial Dao Palace, the disciple will definitely get it." ”

However, he sneered in his heart, "I'm sorry, I also want the Tao Sutra, of course I won't miss such a good opportunity." ”

Who would have thought that he would be able to lead the team into the True Martial Arts Palace today as the Holy Son, and compete for the opportunity in the bright light?

Lie Yangzi nodded, and smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, the ancestor believes in you, with your strength, among the ten major sects, there are few people who can match you, you can rest assured that you can act boldly, if someone dares to rob, kill it, what is the matter, the old man will carry it for you." ”

"Yes! The disciple understood. ”

Zhou Lin nodded.

"There will be a few days before other sect disciples will arrive one after another, now you are the new Holy Son of my Lieyang Sect, there is a separate cave on the side of the Holy Son's Courtyard, you have a good rest, go ahead."

After explaining clearly, Lieyangzi began to send off guests.

"Disciple retires!"

A cloud of fire floated up and sent Zhou Lin to the Holy Son's Courtyard.

In the huge Holy Son Courtyard, all the disciples had been dispersed, and only Elder Nine Dragons and five disciples were left to sit on the school ground and meditate and cultivate.

As soon as he saw Zhou Lin coming, Elder Nine Dragons stood up and said respectfully: "See the Holy Son, the head of the sect has ordered, and these five disciples will be assigned by the Holy Son." ”

These should be the other five disciples selected by the Lieyang Gate to follow them to the ruins of the True Martial Arts Palace.

Zhou Lin nodded, "The elder is polite, there is a cave mansion in the Holy Son's Courtyard, so let them rest in the cave mansion first." ”

"Yes! The cave is here, the Holy Son should also rest, please this way! ”

Elder Nine Dragons led the way enthusiastically, brought everyone to the cave mansion, stretched out his hand to summon two disciples, and instructed: "The Holy Son is here, why don't you go and get the jade plates of the six cave mansions, and leave the best A-brand cave mansion to the Holy Son." ”

"Yes!"

The two disciples went, and after a while, they took out the jade plaque and opened the six caves.

"Elder Nine Dragons has worked hard, Zhou needs to retreat for a few days, please take care of yourself!"

Zhou Lin took the token of the A-brand cave mansion and closed the door of the cave mansion as he spoke.

The smile on Elder Nine Dragon's face gradually subsided, and he turned around and smiled: "Everyone, please take care of it, in the future, it will be beneficial for you to follow the Holy Son." ”

With that, he drifted away.

On the top of the mountain, Lieyangzi was in a good mood, and he was actually making tea leisurely, and the remaining smoke was curling, as if in the world.

The head suddenly appeared, and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor is not afraid that this kid is a white-eyed wolf if he does this?" ”

Lie Yangzi smiled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Bright, you have been the head of the house for two hundred years." ”

"Back to the ancestor, two hundred and sixty-nine years."

The head of the Lieyang Sect replied respectfully, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, what did the ancestor mean by this?

"Then you should know that Ancestor, I am such a good bully? Come on, drink tea, drink tea, everything is under the control of the ancestor, rest assured. ”

Lieyangzi laughed, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.

The head of the house was shocked, knowing that he had said the wrong thing, and bowed down again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, it is Guangliang who is wrong, and Guangliang makes amends....."

In the cave mansion, Zhou Lin took out the array plate and laid out the formation to cover the audio-visual, and then he was relieved.

Since he came to this world, he hasn't had time to cultivate properly, and now he has finally settled down.

It was determined that this was the third day, and he accidentally got the news that the ruins of the True Martial Arts Palace were about to open, and when he thought of his current identity as the Holy Son of the Burning Sun Gate, Zhou Lin couldn't help but sigh.

With this identity, he can easily enter the ruins to hunt for treasures, whether there is the fourth volume of the Tao Sutra, you will know when you enter.

"It's time to refine the altar!"

He thought, his body shook, and he entered the Huayang Cave Mansion.

In the acceleration room, Zhou Lin sat down cross-legged, his mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and he released the power of the primordial god to refine the ups and downs of the sea of knowledge.

The power of the primordial spirit is blended, and layers of spiritual power are entangled and infiltrated.......

Little by little, time passed.

His Yuan Shen power further penetrated, the water drops were pierced, the rope was sawed and the wood was broken, this was all water grinding work, and what Zhou Lin lacked most was patience, and he was confident that he would be able to completely refine this altar.

At a certain moment, the pitch-black stele began to glow, and the lines on the surface of the stele became flexible, and between the flow of those lines, there seemed to be a mysterious power.

Airplanes!

The entire void trembled suddenly, and the scene of the fire witch clan's sacrifice resurfaced in the sea of consciousness space, just like the madman showed him at the beginning.

(End of chapter)