Chapter 767: The Hall of the Hidden Scriptures

Crash!

A full beam of holy light lit up, and another figure that attracted much attention appeared in the sky.

A long white hair fluttering wantonly, isn't that cold dragon, who is it?

His eyes were full of pride, and Han Long understood that his name would completely resound in this world, and he would also become the top genius, with a status and resources that ordinary people could not imagine.

"Hmph, that kid who took away my Ascending Dragon Grass, this time I will definitely want you to look good!"

Han Long was obviously still angry about Lin Chen's previous purchase of the Ascending Dragon Grass, so at this moment, after he became the Holy Son, the first thing he thought of was to take revenge on that kid.

"I remember, he seems to be called Situ Lingfeng, hmph, if he hadn't snatched the Shenglong Grass, how could I remember such a name!"

Hanlong snorted coldly, and his eyes finally looked at the other two figures at this moment.

He wanted to see which two men had preceded him and made the Son of God.

At first glance, he saw Qianfengliu, that illusory figure, which made Hanlong very jealous, and this was also in his expectation, after all, the name of Qianfengliu was extremely loud, and he was able to get the position of the Holy Son, which was expected by everyone, and there was nothing unusual.

Immediately after, Han Long's gaze moved upward.

"Even Qianfengliu is the second, I don't know what this first is...... How can it be?! ”

The pupils shrank suddenly, and when Han Long saw the figure in the green shirt, he felt as if the whole person had been struck by a divine thunder, and the roar in his ears continued, and the original muttering suddenly turned into an exclamation of disbelief, and it rang out.

This person is Situ Lingfeng!

What's ridiculous is that just now Hanlong was still thinking about how to deal with Situ Lingfeng, but he didn't expect that Situ Lingfeng had not only achieved the Holy Son, but he was still the first!

Speaking of which, he Hanlong is not qualified to be compared with Situ Lingfeng at all, so how can he find revenge from others?

Hearing this, Lin Chen finally recovered from the infinite sadness and loss, and turned his head to see the stunned Han Long, and when the Han Long saw Lin Chen's face, the last trace of doubt in his heart also disappeared, and was replaced by a kind of powerlessness.

It's really him!

"Is that him?"

Lin Chen also felt a little stunned, it seems that this person really has some ability, and he can achieve the Holy Son.

At the same time, there were bursts of exclamations below.

"Cold Dragon, it's Cold Dragon!"

"Legend has it that the cold dragon has a saint-rank dragon soul and is a genius that has not been met in ten thousand years!"

"He has indeed achieved the Holy Son, and he can get endless benefits from the Heavenly Temple, and his future achievements are limitless, and he even has the opportunity to impact the Origin God Realm!"

Originally, Hanlong would have enjoyed these sounds very much, but at this moment, there was a roar in his mind, and even if he achieved the Holy Son, he would not be happy.

Looking at Lin Chen, his expression was very complicated.

And Lin Chen didn't think much about it, his eyes just paused on Han Long's body, and then moved away, obviously, in his place, he never took this Han Long as a thing.

And this undoubtedly dealt a huge blow to the cold dragon, and for a while, his face turned a little pale.

"Congratulations to Brother Situ for being the first to achieve the Holy Son, and later, we will go to the Tibetan Scripture Hall of the Heavenly Sanctuary to obtain the Heavenly Inheritance, and after that, we will have the benefit of the Heavenly Spirit Spring empowerment, maybe, we can break through to the True God Realm in one fell swoop!"

Qian Fengliu said to Lin Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Chen nodded, and then retracted his thoughts.

Only by becoming stronger can it be possible to resurrect Wu'er and pursue the truth of this matter!

And at this moment, with the decision of the three holy sons, the dazzling holy light above the sky finally slowly dissipated, and an invisible power surged, and in an instant, the bodies of the three people were teleported away from here, and in the next moment, Lin Chen felt that he had appeared in a majestic giant hall.

A strange fragrance spread, and Lin Chen saw that there were a lot of dazzling lights in front of him, and on top of the huge jade shelves, there were jade slips placed one after another, faintly leaking out incomparably mysterious fluctuations, which seemed to represent the truth between heaven and earth.

Obviously, this is the so-called Tibetan Scripture Temple, where all the Dharma gates in the Heavenly Temple used to be.

And this Tibetan scripture hall is extremely mysterious, if you want to enter here, it is very difficult, I don't know how many years later, only by becoming a holy son, can you have a precious opportunity to enter the Tibetan scripture hall, you can obtain a method.

It is difficult to describe the preciousness of this opportunity, and all those who enter the Tibetan Scripture Hall can only choose one method.

Lin Chen looked at the tens of thousands of magic jade slips, and he didn't know where to choose, and when his palm reached out and wanted to touch one of the jade slips, it actually seemed to have an invisible repulsive force, pushing his palm away.

"Brother Situ, the recipe here is not something that can be chosen casually, and it may not even be able to get it!"

Seeing this, Qian Fengliu said to Lin Chen.

"What do you mean by that?"

Lin Chen didn't know anything about the Hidden Scripture Hall, and he happened to ask Qianfeng Liu at this moment.

"Hmph, I don't even know that."

Hanlong snorted coldly on the side, sat down cross-legged directly, closed his eyes, and Lin Chen ignored him when he saw this.

"The magic tricks in the Tibetan Scripture Palace, each one is very special, and even has extremely powerful magic spells, if you want to get it, you must have fate, and fate is often the most wonderful thing, so at this time, it is not you to choose the formula, but the method to choose you!"

Qian Fengliu's words shocked Lin Chen's whole body!

It's not you who chooses the formula, it's the formula that picks you!

So that's it!

Nodding his head and expressing his gratitude to Qian Fengliu, Lin Chen immediately sat down cross-legged, waiting for the magic trick to choose him.

Seeing this, Qian Fengliu also sat down and closed his eyes to recuperate.

And as the three chosen sons all entered a state of meditation, the entire scripture hall also returned to its previous silence, with only one method and jade slip, exuding a unique brilliance, which was very miraculous.

In the huge scripture hall, time passed, and while the magic jade slip emitted light, there was also a trace of wonderful fluctuations transmitted, acting on the bodies of the three holy sons.

Feeling such fluctuations, the three of them immediately perked up, and they understood that this was the magic trick of the Tibetan Scripture Hall that was selecting them!

If there is a trick that suits, it will automatically fly out and come to their side, and suddenly, the three of them are a little nervous.

It's not that there are examples of going home empty-handed, but they have already come here, and if you can't get a trick, it will be a real loss.