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Under the steps of the shrine, there is a pavilion on each side, which is higher than the bottom, but there are only two pillars, and the size can only accommodate one person. On one side, a barbarian holding Jin Ge in his hand is tall, his appearance is vicious, and the stone statue seems to be standing there, and the Jin Ge in his hand is two zhang long, and the head of the Ge is about five feet, and the golden light is dazzling, and it looks very powerful.

Although Zhong Yuan had never practiced those special magic eye powers, the similar aura emanating from the two barbarians understood that they were not warriors, but real monks.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but admire the red-haired ancestor's methods. It is nothing for a monk to guard the door, but there are such an example for all major sects, but if the monks guarding the door are so respectful and self-controlled, like an army, it is not something that ordinary sects can do. You know, monks, they are very spontaneous.

Hong Changbao didn't look at the two gatekeepers, took Zhong Yuan, stepped on the stone steps, and walked into the palace.

The palace is very tall and magnificent, and the furnishings are also very gorgeous. There is a seven-colored python skin throne in the middle, on both sides are the guards holding the spear and whip stick, all of them are lacquered tattooed mountain people, short clothes and half arms, waist around the tiger skin war skirt, hands and legs are half naked, each wearing a gold ring, messy hair and knots, the goose wings are separated, from the temple door, directly to both sides of the throne.

Obviously, that was the seat of the red-haired ancestor. However, at this moment, the red-haired ancestor was not there. Similarly, Hong Changbao didn't pay attention to these guards at all, and turned straight to the apse, and those guards, no one dared to open their mouths to stop them.

Walked all the way unhindered, and came to the outside of a secret room in the apse.

"Disciple Hong Changbao has a major matter to report, please ask the teacher to see you!" This time, Hong Changbao did not go straight, but knelt down outside the door respectfully.

Zhong Yuan naturally hurriedly fell to the ground.

Obviously, Hong Changbao is still very favored. As soon as the words fell, the stone door of the secret room flashed with brilliance, and then, with a rumbling sound, the stone door opened to one side.

After Hong Changbao said goodbye, he got up and took Zhong Yuan inside.

As soon as he entered, Zhong Yuan saw a person sitting on a white ** that was the size of a grinding plate. He was dressed in a short coat woven of peacock feathers, with one shoulder exposed, and the lower body was shorts made of the fur of unknown alien beasts, and his dress was not very different from that of ordinary barbarians. However, his appearance surprised Zhong Yuan, not only was he ugly and fierce, but he looked a little elegant. If it weren't for his extraordinarily tall stature and long red hair like a burning cloud, I am afraid that no one would believe him if he was a Han man.

"According to memory, the red-haired ancestor seems to take special care of the naturalized barbarians and Han disciples, and this kind of care seems to exceed Yao Kaijiang, Hong Changbao and others, perhaps, this is the reason!"

While Zhong Yuan was secretly looking, Hong Changbao had already begun to explain all the reasons for coming to see him.

Hearing this, the red-haired ancestor couldn't maintain his original composure, and stood up suddenly, with a look of excitement on his face. "Are you serious?"

"Teacher, this is the root of the sect, how dare I talk nonsense?" Hong Changbao hurriedly said.

The red-haired ancestor didn't say anything more, and walked directly in front of Zhong Yuan, his eyes were burning with red light, staring at him. At that time, Zhong Yuan felt that a cold current poured in from the top door and penetrated through the soles of his feet. At this moment, Zhong Yuan only felt that all the secrets on his body had been seen through.

Soon, the red-haired ancestor withdrew his gaze, with a slight smile on his face, and said, "Long Leopard, your apprentice has received a good salary, although his qualifications are not too good, but with such a strong divine soul supplement, it is not bad." You have to be a good professor, don't waste such a good seedling. ”

"Master rest assured, Zhong Yuan was born in my Hongjiazhai, and in the future, I still want him to take over from me to take care of Hongjiazhai, so naturally I won't slack off!" Hong Changbao also seemed to be quite complacent, with a smile on his face.

"That's fine!" the red-haired ancestor said again, "However, if my disciple comes to see me, if I don't have a greeting gift, it will seem that I am too stingy as a master." However, this kind of magic weapon is the best thing that suits you, so let's do it, I'll give you an edict, you go to see your Thunder Snatch Master, let him open the secret vault for you, and choose any magic weapon!"

As he spoke, a jet-black iron card suddenly appeared and fell into Zhong Yuan's hand.

"Don't hurry up and thank the patriarch! You know, the secret vault is full of treasures refined by his old man's own hands, which is much stronger than the things in the treasure vault!" Hong Changbao was also a little surprised when he heard this. You must know that he has been following the red-haired ancestor for more than a hundred years, and there are only two treasures in his hands that the red-haired ancestor has personally refined. That's a lot, and many of his juniors and disciples don't have any of them!

Zhong Yuan didn't expect that seeing the red-haired ancestor would have such benefits, and he was naturally overjoyed. At that time, he was busy bowing to the ground and thanking him repeatedly.

"Okay, get up, my subordinates, but I don't need so much courtesy!" said the red-haired ancestor with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Patriarch!" Zhong Yuan didn't get up directly, but only got up after bowing again. But he knew very well that it was better to have more such things as etiquette.

After Zhong Yuan got up, the red-haired ancestor said directly, "Now, you begin to comprehend all the imprints of the Great Asura Immortal Body in your mind, and I want to cast a spell to restore this secret book." ”

"Yes!" Zhong Yuan did not hesitate at all, and immediately responded. Immediately afterward, he closed his eyes and began to recall in his mind what he had gained, over and over again, over and over again.

The red-haired ancestor flashed the moment Zhong Yuan closed his eyes, and he also returned to the jade futon and sat on it with his eyes crossed. A small figure about a foot tall suddenly came out of the top of its head. As soon as this villain appeared, he immediately shone brightly, and countless blood light filled the entire secret room, and countless blood-colored light rained down.

Seeing this, Hong Changbao stood still at that time, not daring to disturb in the slightest.

The little man pointed casually, and a crystal bright blood light shot out, from Zhong Yuan's eyebrows, and disappeared.

A moment later, the colorful rain of light that kept pouring down began to gather towards a certain place in the void, and condensed together, forming a dozen or so strange words. As time passed, more and more handwriting condensed by the light and rain, and gradually, a page of chapters was formed, shining in the void.

The only fly in the ointment is that there are many places and gaps in the middle of this page.

About half an hour passed, and the villain finally stopped and entered through the top door of the red-haired ancestor. All the visions in the original secret room are gone, but only the page is still there.

At this time, the red-haired ancestor opened his eyes and laughed, "The Great Asura is immortal, it is really extraordinary, and my path is hopeful!"