"The Open Fire Sect does not allow outsiders to join because it is impossible. As soon as the little boy's face turned cold, he disappeared as a matter of course.

No matter how the stars feel, they can't see where the children are. Suddenly appeared and disappeared, a gust of wind, and the stars on the road felt a little cold.

"Are you alright?" the ghost's voice appeared in the star's head.

Worried about where this strange little boy would disappear in the end, Lu Xingchen shook his head, walked into the room, and put two sets of formations in a row before he was relieved.

"How did the child appear?" he fell asleep. There should be no ghosts or hibiscus trees. After all, they protect themselves.

"I don't know where it came from. The ghost story was full of puzzlement: "Suddenly appeared." Except for me and the mulberry tree, and this little world, all the other artifacts sleep with you, but he doesn't seem to have any ill will. ”

"Small world?" When the ghost mentioned the small world, Lu Xingchen noticed that when he smoothed the mulberry tree, the small world really woke up, and all the utensils on his body fell asleep.

"Little World, have you noticed how the little boy appeared?" Lu Xingchen didn't care that he didn't protect himself like the Fusang tree, as long as he was alone. Of course, in terms of resource supply, Lu Xingchen will not give priority.

"I don't know, but his body seems to be a mixture of willpower and meta-force. The small world replied, "I can only see so much." ”

Fuso is not smart enough to talk to him. Lu Xingchen combined the ghost, the small world and the child's information just now. He only thought of one thing. This little boy may be the ancestor of the Ming Huo Sect.

He can say that the Darkfire Gang does not allow outsiders to join, but now the rules of the Darkfire allow outsiders to join. As long as the strength allows, as for the Black Scripture of the Massacre, you can only ask the elders.

In view of this, Lu Xingchen waited until the morning to greet Song Yi's four people, and then prepared to go to the Minghuo Sect Library. Song Yi's four people stopped him, but they also wanted to go together. Lu Xingchen nodded.

Anyway, it's not.

So the bodyguards decided to let them in. The elderly have the right to view the collection. When the five men were about to go in, there was a wave in the clearing. The elder and the five elders separated the area and came out. Seeing that Lu Xingchen hadn't come in yet, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You take two steps back. The old man waved back at the two bodyguards and set up a soundproof cover. "How many friends do you have?"

"You don't have to be nervous, Elder. We only check ancient books, and we don't covet the secret skills of the Minghuo Sect. "The stars are not stupid. I know why Big Brother is here. He was curious about how the eldest brother and the five elders knew they were going to the library.

"Fellow Daoists are wrong. Which martial arts and secret techniques Taoist friends want to see can be seen. It's just that this top-level martial art "Ten Thousand Tribulation Black Scripture" is in the library???" "There are not many divine skills and imperial skills suitable for monks to practice, and there are not many three kinds of kung fu, and the Ten Thousand Tribulation Black Scripture is known as the best of the three kinds of kung fu."

Hearing the Black Scripture of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Lu Xingchen's eyes lit up. He said to himself, it seems that the Black Scripture of Ten Thousand Tribulations is really the ability of the God Emperor that Zhou Yang said.

Qing Lingzi and the others understood that the skills in their hands were also a coincidence. They understand why the old man is nervous. Although they are still distraught, they are all monks of the divine realm. How they steal skills.

"In that case, I have a few questions for you. "Look at the attitude of the elders, they will not enter the Scripture Pavilion. Lu Xingchen was not reluctant. Compared with ancient books, living people are more valuable for inquiry.

"This is not the place to talk. Follow me, fellow Daoists. The old man pointed to the attic where you kept your books. This is where the guards rest in shifts.

"Good. The five men nodded and followed the old man in.

At this time, an empty room had been vacated. Seven people entered. Song Yi's four people were bored and followed Lu Xingchen to the library. They are only dissatisfied with the attitude of the elders. They don't want to ask about the elderly. The road and the stars are different. He must find out who this child is and why he suddenly appeared.

His intuition told him that it was good for him to understand and even have a chance to break through to heaven. The monk's intuition is always accurate.

"Elder, I think it's strange that yesterday there were monks from other sects challenging the elder. Isn't the high-ranking sect xenophobic?" Even when other monks joined, most of them were given the position of honorary elder, not the position of a few powerful elders.

"From six hundred years ago. "The elder is not sure. He doesn't pay much attention to these rules. As long as it does not hinder the development of the clan, most of the rules left by the clan will always be used.

Six hundred years ago, that is, this child was a monk at least six hundred years ago. Thinking of Lu Xingchen, he pretended to be casual and said, "Friend of the Dao." I don't know if you've ever seen a white-eyed monk?"

Hearing this, the old man was stunned. He didn't know how to turn the subject to the eyes, but he answered truthfully: "I didn't see it, but I heard it." ”

"Oh, can you tell me more about it?"

"Yes. The old man looked at the stars with his eyes and said, "The founder's eyes are white." ”

There is one more point that the old man did not say. The Black Sutra of Ten Thousand Tribulations was cultivated to the end. The eyes will turn white. The problem is that since the death of the first generation of grandparents, no one has been able to reach the highest level and break through heaven.

Lu Xingchen, the founder of Benshan, immediately wanted people to see the founder's face, but he also felt that the request was too sudden, so he didn't mention it.

"What's the name of the founder?" It turned out that Lu Xingchen could get this information from Zhou Yang. It was a pure coincidence that Zhou Yang closed his door in order to stabilize the rising realm of the Golden Spike Stone Worm and the Heavenly Fragrance Jade Dew.

The old man felt more and more strange. The five elders didn't understand how Lu Xingchen was interested in the ancestors of the Ming Huo Sect. However, they thought that Lu Xingchen's five people did not go to the library to answer some unimportant questions, and it was not a big deal: "The ancestral name is a clear statement, and the cultivation is heavenly." ”

When he said this, there was worship, complacency, and a hint of frustration in the old man's words. Lu Xingchen was inexplicable.

After that, Lu Xingchen asked about the black scripture of the 10,000 robbers. The elders cleverly avoided talking about it.

It was common for monks to use puppets as slaves to help manage the caves, so Lu Xingchen's five didn't care about the puppets at first. Unexpectedly, the spy arranged by the elder turned out to be a puppet. Lu Xingchen looked at the puppet.

At this time, the puppet completely got rid of his previous stupidity, ignored his own not to get angry, and was completely an ordinary monk.

"Did you hear that?" Lu Xingchen asked the puppet helplessly.

However, the puppet completely ignores him and pretends to be dead. Qing Lingzi suggested: "Eliminate him, just a puppet." ”

"Well, yes. Hongqiao agreed with Qing Lingzi's idea. They are all monks of the divine realm. The elders did not dare to betray them for the sake of puppets.

When he heard that he was going to destroy himself, the puppet hurriedly said, "I have heard, but I have not yet told the five elders!"

Five elders and one elder. Everyone knows that Lu Xingchen temporarily put aside the idea of destroying the puppet and was willing to say: "If you can answer a few questions, you will be released." ”

The puppet nodded, and slowly stood up. Song Yi guessed the question Lu Xingchen was going to ask. To prevent other puppets from eavesdropping, he lined up an array.

"Are there any spies in the rest of the puppets besides you?" There is still more than half a month, and he does not want to live under the surveillance of others.

"Nope. The puppet replied immediately.

Lu Xingchen continued to ask, "What is the secret of Sirius Peak?"

Yesterday, the little boy suddenly appeared and disappeared. For thousands of years, someone must have discovered that something was wrong with the Open Fire Gang and left a record.