Kirin Gate.

One of the most famous sects of the Tibetan Celestial Clan.

The history of the Qilin Gate has a long history.

It is said that thousands of years ago, the first household of Taoyuan that the great power that created the poetry cloud came into contact with was the portal where the founding ancestor of the Qilin Gate was located.

He was the first to receive the powerful poetry and martial arts, and he also mastered the most authentic Taoyuan martial arts.

Although it has been passed down to the present, the martial arts of the Qilin Sect have changed significantly, but the foundation is still there, the foundation still exists, and its strength is still not to be underestimated, and it is the backbone of the Tibetan Heaven Clan to deal with the Shatian Clan.

On a hill inside the Qilin Gate.

A man in ragged clothes fell on his knees in front of the hill and wept incessantly.

There are two rows of high-rise Qilin Gate standing next to them, but all of them are holding their fists and bowing, bending down and not daring to straighten up, and their appearance is particularly respectful and pious.

On the top of the hill, there is a pavilion, and in the pavilion, two white-clothed and white-haired old men are sitting in front of a stone table, pinching a chess piece, as if playing chess.

Although the two old men are gray-haired, there is still a difference, the one on the left is wearing a black-edged white robe, his appearance is clean and tidy, his face is full of red light, and he is in good spirits.

On the other hand, the old man on the other side was already pale, his fingers holding the chess pieces were trembling, and the whole person looked like he was about to sink into the ground.

In the end, the chess pieces in his hand still failed to fall, and the old face flashed with pain and helplessness.

"Ancestor, please give us the call of the Fire Family. The one who wept down again kowtowed and cried out.

The pale-faced old man was silent for a moment, and then spoke hoarsely: "Is this thing true? Did you really go?"

Although the old man tried his best to remain calm, everyone could feel the sadness in his words.

"Yes. A middle-aged man below nodded: "Our people have already gone to Yuan Xincheng, where... It is already a ruin, most of the people in the Huo family died in that catastrophe, not only did Senior Brother Huo Ying die tragically, but even his son Huo Changjun was not spared, and there were few survivors in the Huo family..."

The pressure on everyone's heads was lower.

"Who did that?" the old man asked lightly, closing his eyes.

"Martial Arts Holy Land people!"

"Martial Arts Holy Land people?" The old man's eyes that had just closed immediately opened, and he looked very surprised: "They have this strength?"

The people of the Tibetan Heavenly Clan did not dare to blatantly provoke the Qilin Sect, after all, the Qilin Gate still had a lot of weight in the Tibetan Heavenly Clan, and he once thought that it was done by the people of the Shatian Clan, but in any case, no one could have thought that the culprit was the Martial Arts Holy Land.

"The Martial Arts Holy Land has given birth to a mutation, and one of the guys named Qin Feng, although he is only in the realm of transcendence, he can easily defeat the Infinite Realm, all of this is what he did. ”

"It must be some kind of luck and some kind of unnatural opportunity. The old man closed his eyes again, and there was not much joy or sorrow on his face: "This is the case in the world, everything is unpredictable, and a golden phoenix can fly out of the countryside." ”

"Ancestor, please be the master of our Fire Family. The man below cried.

"Don't make a noise and disturb my peace. The old man said indifferently.

When the man heard this, he immediately stopped speaking.

I saw that the old man opened his mouth again: "Go, send two people to bring me the head called Qin Feng, and slaughter half of the people in the martial arts holy land, put their heads in front of Ying'er's grave, and the other half of them will guard Ying'er's tomb for me for ten years!"

When people heard the sound, their hearts beat wildly.

Everyone knows that the ancestor is angry!

"Ancestor, we are not allowed to enter the Martial Arts Holy Land, it is said that the strength of the Martial Arts Holy Land is not what it used to be, if we enter the Martial Arts Holy Land without authorization, the Martial Arts Holy Land will unite with the people of the Shatian Clan to launch a blow against us at the first time, and the situation will not be favorable to our Shatian Clan at that time. The middle-aged man below hurriedly asked.

"News from above??"

It was the message delivered by His Holiness himself. ”

"Hong'er?"

The old man's voice gradually became cold: " After the old man took control of the power of the Qilin Gate, he only accepted two disciples, one is Ying'er, the other is Hong'er, the old man has no heirs, treat them as if he were his own son, the old man is tired of disputes, retired to the mountain gate, and passed the position of the master of the Qilin Gate to Ying'er, but Ying'er took into account the feelings of his brothers, and did not want to compete with it, so he went home alone to sit as the head of his fire family, and gave up the location of the master of the door in Hong'er, and now Hong'er as a representative of my Qilin Gate went to the big clan to participate in the war against the Shatian clan, but forgot his roots? If it weren't for Ying'er's original concession, he would have thought that he was the master of this Qilin Sect? He thought that he would be able to sit in the hall of the great clan and talk and laugh with the strong men of the Tibetan Heavenly Clan? Hmph, people can't forget their roots!!"

As the sound hit the ground, the old man slapped the chessboard.

A dazzling pattern instantly burst out of the chessboard, blasting in all directions, leveling all the surrounding mountains and trees, and distorting the void, but the stone chessboard was not rotten, so magical.

The people below hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling one by one, not daring to get up.

Even the black-edged and white-robed old man immediately got up, bent down slightly, and said respectfully, "Master, stop being angry!"

"Go, write me a letter and hand it to Li Hong! Tell him that the old bone will take action to avenge his senior brother! If he doesn't allow it, tell him to get out of the Qilin Gate! If the Tibetan Heavenly Clan doesn't allow it, my Qilin Gate will leave the Tibetan Heavenly Clan! My apprentice can't die in vain! I see who dares to stop me!" The old man said hoarsely.

The tone is extremely domineering!

Everyone's pupils constricted, but no one dared to refute.

"Besides, a few of you will go and do what I just said! A day later, I will see with my own eyes the head of that person named Qin Feng placed in front of me. The old man spoke again: "And his parents, his wives and concubines, and his friends! These people's heads must be here! If you can't get their heads, then put your own heads here!!"

"This..."The middle-aged man hesitated and said in a low voice: "Ancestor, why should I be afraid of death if I do things for the sect? It's just that Qin Feng defeated Wang Zhangong! I'm afraid it's just us..."

"Then let the Kirin envoy go with you!!!Is there any problem now?" the old man's voice raised an octave, and his voice was still cold and piercing.

Everyone hurriedly kowtowed again, and the middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Enough, enough!

The old man didn't care about the people below, and looked at the old man opposite: "It's hard for you to go." ”

"Master, what are these words? The old slave has served you for more than 90 years, what is this little effort?"

"Then go early and come back early! Ying'er died, and I felt uncomfortable... Let's all step down... I want to be quiet," the old man said hoarsely.

"Take care, master!"

The black-edged and white-robed old man said, and slowly retreated down the mountain.

Early the next morning, two groups of people rushed out of Qilin Mountain.

A group of people marched towards Taoxi Village, and a group of people marched towards the site of the Tibetan Heavenly Clan.

Within the big clan, Li Hong, the master of the Qilin Sect who was sitting in his domain, received a letter from his master, the Qilin Ancestor, for the first time.

After opening the letter and reading it, Li Hong fell silent.

"Master, what now?" asked the person next to him cautiously.

"Shizun has always treated me and my senior brother as his own sons, and now my senior brother has suffered from poison, and Shizun is angry, which is also understandable, I actually want to avenge my senior brother, but the pressure given by the clan is unbearable for me, as the master of the sect, I also have to consider the interests of the Qilin Gate, but now that Shizun has made a decision, I have no other choice but to fully support it! Just do what Master says!" Li Hong said in a deep voice.

"How do we explain to the big clan?" asked the others.

"Hide it for the time being, pretend not to know, and wait for the master to handle the matter, and then we will explain it to the clan, first cut it and then play it!"

"But if the Martial Arts Holy Land is attacked by the sect and contacts the Heaven Covering Clan, and the Heaven Covering Clan suddenly strikes at us, if the Great Clan has no news, if we suffer losses, then wouldn't we become sinners?"

When Li Hong heard this, he sneered again and again, with a trace of confidence and pride flashing in his eyes, and said lightly:

"Don't worry!! Master Zun will make a move... It is impossible for the Martial Arts Holy Land to ask for help!When the people of the Heaven Covering Clan receive the news, there is no such place as the Martial Arts Holy Land in the world..."