"Dragon's Head Mark, Tantric Scroll?" In the study room of the Murong family's old mansion, Murong Shengtian frowned after listening to Zhao Zilong's narration

Since the last time he tracked down the lost mysterious thing and was injured, Murong Shengtian first stayed in the Kongtong faction for a while, with the help of the Kongtong faction's mountain spirit and water show and the elixir of the four elders of Kongtong, Ling Xiangzi, he raised Xiao Banyue's injury, and then returned to the capital, the old man was in a bad mood, so he stayed in the family to recuperate.

"What about faith?" Murong Shengtian looked at Zhao Zilong and asked.

Zhao Zilong coughed dryly: "I was in a bad mood at the time, and I was ruined." ”

Murong Shengtian's beard glared: "Why are you so reckless in doing things, everything is messed up according to your temperament, how can such an important letter be lost and destroyed casually?" ”

"I memorized everything, so I lost it at the time, it's not a big deal. It seems that your old man has never seen that thing, otherwise I would have said it in such detail, if you knew, you would have said it a long time ago, and now you blame me for not bringing the letter back to you, you are deliberately making excuses. Zhao Zilong said immediately.

Murong Shengtian was furious, staring at Zhao Zilong with wide eyes, but Zhao Zilong was not afraid of him at all, and the old man couldn't help it for a while, so he snorted: "It's useless for my old man not to tell you this." Anyway, I really haven't heard of what you're talking about, let alone seen it. ”

"That's not it." Zhao Zilong said, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he muttered to himself: "Even your old man has never heard of this sign and has never seen it, it seems that things are a little strange." What the hell is it that makes such a mystery? ”

"Hmph, the world is so big, especially the cultivation world, it is a magical world, the world of ordinary people is too limited, what you see and hear is too limited, naturally you don't understand the depth of this." Murong Shengtian said.

Zhao Zilong nodded, although he was a little lost in his heart, he was not a person who liked to be entangled, so he hurriedly changed the topic, looked at Murong Shengtian and said: "Who are you tracking this time, why are you so seriously injured, can you be injured so badly, the enemy is absolutely extraordinary, who is the master?" ”

When Murong Shengtian saw Zhao Zilong asking about this, he immediately showed a bitter expression: "Speaking of this matter, it is my Murong Shengtian's dereliction of duty, I'm sorry for Yan Huang Chop." ”

Zhao Zilong didn't know what happened on the Tiandu Peak of Kunlun Mountain, and when he heard this, he was shocked, and said curiously: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Dragon City, they finally snatched back the thing from the hands of the Japanese masters, the old man took Yan Huang to cut half of the elite thousands of miles to track, and many times on the way to fight with the gangsters, but the opponent is too strong, we have never been able to get back that thing. In the final decisive battle in Kunlun Mountain, our department injured Yan zhòng, and sacrificed more than half of its members. ”

When Murong Shengtian mentioned this, his heart was still extremely painful, Yan Huang was the last strength of the country, and now that he had lost so many people under his leadership, his mood could be imagined.

Zhao Zilong was stunned by this news, gasped in his heart, and asked, "So many people died?" ”

"Seventeen of the Yanhuang Slashing Elites I brought with me died, and the rest of the people also returned with multiple injuries, and even the old man fell ill and has not healed yet." Murong Shengtian said.

Zhao Zilong exhaled heavily: "Nima, what a strong combination of strength can achieve such an effect, old man, you didn't lie to me, who is the other party?" ”

"I don't know." Murong Shengtian's face was a little gloomy, and he replied coldly.

"What?"

Zhao Zilong jumped up in fright: "You don't know? What do you mean? Do you not know them or do you not see them for what they really are? ”

"I've seen them for what they really are, and I've fought with them many times, but I can't recognize who they are at all, let alone see their martial arts routines, and they don't seem to belong to any martial arts school I know." Murong Shengtian smiled and said in a dignified voice.

Zhao Zilong's heart was shocked, and even Murong Shengtian couldn't see the other party's origin, how mysterious it should be.

Just when Zhao Zilong was extremely surprised in his heart, Murong Shengtian's mind suddenly flashed and exclaimed, "You just said that the Tantric Ancient Scroll, but it is a scroll of special material with many strange rune numbers on it?" ”

Zhao Zilong shook his head and said: "How do I know, I haven't seen that thing, but I heard Yang Qingzong mention this thing on that letter, saying that he congratulated his master on getting such a ...... Babble......"

At the end, Zhao Zilong's heart pounded, and he stared at Murong Shengtian and said, "You mean to say that the thing you lost is the tantric scroll mentioned in the letter?" ”

"Highly likely!"

Murong Shengtian thought of this, he couldn't sit still, stood up and walked around in front of Zhao Zilong's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "According to the calculation of time, isn't it just right?" The thing we finally got from Japan was an ancient scroll-like thing, but everyone was afraid of damaging it, so they couldn't study its use, let alone what it was. Now that I hear you say this, this thing must be the tantric scroll mentioned in Yang Qingzong's letter, and it belongs to the key that can open the mysterious door. ”

Zhao Zilong also felt that Murong Shengtian's inference was very reasonable, if that thing didn't have any important role, it would definitely not have alarmed so many ancient martial forces of the Japanese Kingdom to come forward to snatch it, and this time there would not be a mysterious organization that was strong enough to make Yan Huang break his wings and take it away.

"Could it be that that thing is really the Tantric Ancient Scroll mentioned in Yang Qingzong's letter, and it can really help cultivators open a magical door and spy on the cultivation heavens?" Zhao Zilong also somewhat agreed with Murong Shengtian's inference and spoke.

"The dignified underflowing sand, the Lord of such a powerful semi-hidden organization is so respectful and loyal to another sect, the mystery and strength of that sect can be imagined. Could that legend be true? Murong Shengtian muttered to himself, lowered his voice and said.

Zhao Zilong's ears were amazing, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What legend?" What do you chirp and say, just say what you have, let me help you analyze it. ”

Murong Shengtian fell into the memories and spoke, "That was more than one hundred and ten years ago. ”

Zhao Zilong lay down in his heart on the spot, more than one hundred and ten years ago, it was also a shame that these words came out of Murong Shengtian's mouth, otherwise no one would dare to believe it.

"When I was only twelve years old, I happened to follow a master to practice martial arts, and one day I listened to him talk to another martial arts senior, talking about something in a small world." Murong Shengtian fell into the memories and said slowly.

"Small world?" Zhao Zilong frowned and asked, "What is a small world?" ”

Murong Shengtian shook his head and continued: "At that time, I didn't know what a small world was, but listening to the conversation between those two seniors, it was rumored that there was an accident in the cultivation world back then, and from then on, the true cultivators were completely separated from the red dust, isolated from the world, and became a world of their own. ”

Zhao Zilong took a deep breath and said in disbelief: "No, it's a world of its own?" This can only be just a simple talk, the world is big, human beings can only live in this circle of the earth, where can there be other places to go, everyone lives in the same world, but they want to be a world of their own, isn't this nonsense? ”

Murong Shengtian smiled and said, "I had the same idea as you at the time, but now it seems that the so-called small world is only afraid that there really is." Whatever method they use to hide in places that the worldly people cannot find, they have succeeded in isolating themselves from us and living in a completely different place from the worldly world. ”

Zhao Zilong frowned and said, "Do you really believe in this thing?" ”

Murong Shengtian looked at Zhao Zilong and said, "If you haven't cultivated martial arts and haven't cultivated the true qi of the inner family, can you believe that there are cultivators in this world, and there are strange people like you and me who are bursting with personal combat power?" ”

Zhao Zilong was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't believe it." ”

Therefore, people will always have doubts and disbelief about things that they have not seen or felt and experienced with their own eyes, and they always feel that it does not exist and is illusory. Perhaps since the accident in the cultivation world back then, the real cultivation world has been separated from the world, but we, as ordinary people outside the cultivation world, cannot be lifted to that level, so we think that they do not exist. Murong Shengtian said.

Zhao Zilong was silent again.

If he hadn't reached his current status and height, he, like those human beings living at the bottom of society, would still think that this world was a world of the laity, a world of people who did not have advanced martial arts and did not exist on the walls.

However, over the years, he had seen too many strange people and strange things, especially many people who had cultivated into powerful supernatural powers, so at this moment, after listening to Murong Shengtian's words, he fell silent.

Not to mention anything else, before returning to Huaxia, Zhao Zilong thought that he had reached a very high height, not to mention that he was invincible in the world, at least he was also a top master, at least there were not many people in this world who could threaten his life.

However, now, with the emergence of those masters of the Kongtong faction, especially after meeting the real powerhouses such as Murong Shengtian, Zen Master Shi Zhen, and Yang Qingzong, the recently killed Underflowing Sand Venerable Lord, Zhao Zilong has to admit a cruel fact, he has not yet stood at the peak of this world, and there are still too many unknown powerhouses in this world.

Now listening to Murong Shengtian talk about the small world, although he expressed his disbelief, he had to shake in his heart, perhaps, there is nothing in this world that is impossible.

The world of cultivators is always full of unknowns and possibilities.

Murong Shengtian continued to recall: "When those two seniors talked about the legends of the small world, they had infinite yearning in their hearts, and they even lamented that cultivators like us were only halfway monks, and they had lost their true Dao lineage, and they would never be able to become true cultivators. ”

Zhao Zilong was secretly moved when he heard this, if he didn't open up the second martial vein, he was afraid that the cultivation realm in this life would be limited to the current state, and it would be difficult to break through and improve.

But the opening of the second martial vein seems to have opened another door, does this indicate that he has found another path to become a real powerhouse?

"In the past, I also scoffed at this legend and was deeply suspicious, but now, it seems that this legend can only be used to explain the emergence of those mysterious powerhouses." Murong Shengtian sighed, his face showing infinite emotion and melancholy.

Zhao Zilong said in a deep voice: "Are you saying that Yang Qingzong is actually from a mysterious sect in the small world, and those who snatched the tantric scrolls are also from the small world, they are the real cultivators, but we are just half-way monks?" ”

Murong Shengtian also had a deep sadness, the kind of person who was a cultivator, but finally found that he was the object of being abandoned by a true cultivator, and he was a half-hung person in the eyes of a true cultivator, which was indeed a cruel blow to an old Jianghu who had cultivated for more than a hundred years.

"What a half-ass!"

Murong Shengtian was indignant in his heart, and laughed at himself: "We can indeed only be regarded as half-members of the cultivation world, not orthodox, in the eyes of those orthodox cultivators, we are pseudo-cultivators who are not recognized. ”

Zhao Zilong was also aggrieved when he heard it, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Pseudo-monk? Hahahaha, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that those hidden world sects and those monks in the small world are really so good, I, Zhao Zilong, will definitely trample them all under my feet one day! ”