Han You straightened his collar, like a guest on TV who was about to appear at a party, and was about to swagger forward, when he heard a very unpeaceful voice ringing out: "Elder Yan, don't you think you're insulting the Holy Land by letting an unidentified mortal enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

Han You paused.

The villagers also followed the prestige, and saw a purple-robed boy about sixteen or seventeen years old, standing there domineeringly.

In fact, in the eyes of most villagers, the purple-robed prince is also reasonable, after all, Han You's current roots are not clear, so it is indeed a bit reckless to send him into the Golden Pavilion like this.

That's exactly what they've been talking about the most.

However, from another point of view, the words of the purple-robed prince were a bit too much after all, so none of them echoed it, and they all waited and watched.

Look at the purple-robed son, look at the young man in the outside world.

Han You in the crowd clenched his fists, and almost picked up a brick, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one.

Isn't it great to know a little superpower?

However, he quickly calmed down again, the bricks would definitely not work, although he had smashed the back of the old village chief's head before, but that was because the old man was still childlike and had no intention of being more serious with him at all.

However, Kunlun's group of people are obviously not good at stubble, and if they really want to fight to the death, the tragic end is obvious.

Abandoned by his parents since he was a child, Han You, who was raised by an old man of unknown origin, knows how to weigh the pros and cons since he was a child, and can always choose to live relatively comfortably in the worst environment.

And I decided to look for those two people last night, so I can't just sit in a wheelchair because of today's impulse, right?

Therefore, Han Yu pondered for a while, and finally let go of his fist, and reluctantly showed a smile: "Brother Tai, how do you explain this?"

The purple-robed boy seemed to be too lazy to pay attention to him, looked at the village chief, and then looked at everyone: "Everyone, since ancient times, the small world has been an internal inheritance, and there are very few disciples from the outside world. And I heard today, what do you mean when you once suspected that he was a remnant of a foreign race, and now you want to send him to the Golden Pavilion?"

"Also, don't you forget, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is not the only one in your Eight Formations Village, so you can't come as you want, right?"

At this moment, the old man Yan who was standing on the stone platform in front of him actually nodded frequently, not only did he not feel the slap in the face at all, but he seemed to agree with the other party's words.

Han You in the crowd wanted to rush up and strangle him to death.

Fortunately, a tall old man stood up at this moment and signaled him to calm down.

The old man looked at the purple-robed boy, frowned at first, and then smiled slowly: "Kunlun is really talented, a little doll can teach us old immortals casually." ”

Probably used to being condescending in Kunlun all the year round, so when facing the old man, the purple-robed boy still had that arrogant posture, without the slightest intention of respecting the old and respecting the virtuous, but symbolically hugged his fists: "Don't dare..."

The old man was not angry, and said with a smile: "Indeed, we used to suspect him, but now it has been lifted.

Naturally, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is not the only one in my Eight Arrays Village, but there is such a rule, and I don't know if your grandfather, who is a Kunlun law enforcement envoy, told you?

The ancestor once wrote in the book of chasing immortals that no matter where the descendants come from, as long as they can be recognized by the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they can become people in the small world, and they are eligible to enter the book of chasing immortals.

It's just that after this, the resources in the small world are becoming more and more scarce, and they are no longer even enough internally, and of course, they rarely bring in people with good roots from the outside world. ”

After saying this, the tall old man paused, squinted his eyes and said, "Young man, these things I said, have your elders ever popularized them for you?"

The young man snorted, he really hadn't heard of it, but he didn't want to admit it.

The old man turned his head to look at the other young men from Kunlun, sighed and said, "Little dolls, help me bring a message to your Holy Lord, please don't forget that more than three hundred years ago, he and I were both orphans who were brought back from the outside world by the master. ”

The old man continued: "If he still remembers this, even if he is here today, he will not embarrass this little doll from the outside world. ”

Han You in the crowd bowed from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, senior!"

The old man shook his head: "You don't need to thank me, as for whether you can get the scriptures? ”

Han You clasped his fists and saluted again, and then walked towards the stone door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion first.

When passing by the old village chief, Han You directly smacked him, and the latter was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and almost opened his mouth to scold his mother.

Walking to the stone gate, Han You stopped, stood to the side like a door god, turned around and stretched out his hand to Ouyang Shenmu who came after him and said, "Please..."

The elegant young man's face immediately froze, what kind of thing? What do you mean?

Then the purple-robed boy walked into the stone gate, raised his head and didn't even look at the road, Han You really wanted to punch an old pit in his immature face.

Then there were several other people in Kunlun, Yang Erhan and Yan Tianyun from Eight Array Village followed one after another.

The girl in red paused for a moment and looked at him curiously, as if asking why didn't you enter?

Han You thought to himself, do I dare? It's pitch black inside, it's completely a tunnel with a collapsed exit.

"Is it my turn?" Han You turned his head and asked the old village chief, who raised his neck, obviously looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

Han You coughed, and in front of everyone's eyes, he took one step at a time, only to hear a bang, and was rebounded by a strong air current, and the whole person flew upside down.

"Who did that?" Han You stood up, staring at Shimen and grinning, always feeling that the people inside were doing something wrong.

The villagers shook their heads for a while, there are two tests in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which can also be said to be two levels, if you can't even break through the first one, what else can you talk about learning scriptures?