Shen Lin was a little anxious, patted the black girl's shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what's going on?"

The black girl was emotional, and her hands and feet were flustered, "I was boiling eggs, and suddenly a group of people came." Me, I thought they were going to snatch my eggs. I, I just ran away. ”

Shen Lin was patient and asked, "Then what?"

The black girl was a little frightened on her face, and her body shrank, "As soon as I turned around, several big tigers appeared on the hands of the group of people and bit at the master. ”

Shen Lin's face was ugly, and he continued to ask, "And then, you say!"

"Then, when Master couldn't beat the tiger, he was taken away!" the black girl sat down on the ground and began to cry.

"Throne, how is this good?" Shen Lin turned his head and asked anxiously.

I saw that Ren Jiu Ge was not in a hurry, looked around the surroundings, and said lightly: "Painting the Dao, strange beast painting style." A martial king of the Yuanying realm, with three spirit masters of the Jindan realm. ”

Shen Lin frowned, and said in surprise: "The inheritance of the painting technique of the strange beast painting style, there is only the Feiling Painting Sect in Beiqiu City." The Feiling Painting Sect is a fourth-order sect, the Yuanying Martial King, that is their sect, a character at the level of a guest!"

"However, there is no grudge between our two factions. Why did they kidnap the head of the house?"

There are several dents left on the surrounding rocks, as if they were torn by giant beasts. The trunk of the tree next to it is also broken at the waist, and its devastating power is shocking.

"The fourth-order sect, the Feiling Painting Sect back then, has also declined. ”

Ren Jiu Ge squatted down and gently touched the traces left by the battle on the stones with his hand.

"Hey, forbidden spirit painting technique?" Ren Jiuge was a little surprised, his eyes were slightly ling, and he muttered, "This evil art, how can it still exist?"

The forbidden spirit painting technique, which originated in the barbarian era, must be sacrificed with human blood and soul, and the means are extremely cruel.

In the evil school of painting, it was prevalent for a while, poisoning countless Li people. Because of its cruelty and inhumanity, the evil sect based on this technique has been slaughtered by the major inheritances and decency after several wars of good and evil.

It is even more forbidden to practice this art. Over the next few thousand years, it was gradually lost.

The black girl stood up, snorted and cried, and cried, "Senior brother, what should we do?"

"Look at me, I'm in a hurry, and I'm all out of order. Shen Lin slapped his forehead and said, "Now, we have a throne." The throne is the guardian immortal of our Immortal Jian Sect. A mere infant martial king is not a piece of cake. ”

"Please come out of the mountain, kill the Flying Spirit Painting Sect, and save the master!"

At this time, Shen Lin's eyes were full of excitement and expectation.

Ren Jiu Ge said lightly: "If it was put in the past, let alone a martial king, even if it was a martial saint powerhouse, it would be fine." ”

"Martial Saint Powerhouse!" Shen Lin's eyes flickered, and he was extremely excited.

The Martial Saint powerhouse, that is the elder of the first-order sect, and even the head level, in the entire Yingzhou region, is the top peak powerhouse!

Ren Jiu Ge coughed lightly and continued: "However, I have no cultivation now, and my strength is no different from ordinary people for the time being. ”

"Ugh. Shen Lin was directly stunned, "Cultivation, cultivation is nothing, dignity, you, you're not joking, are you?"

The black girl was also stunned, and suddenly walked over and pushed violently.

Ren Jiuge was defenseless, staggered a few steps, and almost fell. "I'll go, what are you doing?"

The black girl cried impermanence, and suddenly clapped her hands and laughed, "Haha, you are weaker than me, haha!"

Shen Lin was anxious and at a loss, "Then, what should I do?"

The black girl probed and said, "Otherwise, let's report to the official." ”

Shen Lin pondered, shook his head, and said, "The head of the Feiling Painting Sect is the Viscount of Beiqiu, one of the deacons of the Xuanwu Academy in Beiqiu City. We went to report the crime, but I was afraid that we wouldn't be able to get in. ”

Xuanwu Academy is a martial arts alliance spontaneously formed by the powerhouses of various domains in the ancient heavenly realm, handling all the affairs of the sects in each domain and prefecture.

It was nominally subordinate to the Emperor of the Weiyang Domain, but for a long time, the organization was bloated and loose, and it was aging day by day. The domain government is gradually becoming a little separate.

Shen Lin fidgeted, restless, pacing back and forth, his mouth kept babbling, "What to do, what to do?"

Ren Jiuge patted Shen Lin on the shoulder and said indifferently: "I, Ren Jiuge, have never seen any strong winds and waves." Don't panic, it's all trivial. ”

"Immortal Jian Sect, I think back then, it was a super first-order sect. Even if it falls, there is still a remnant of it! Follow me!"

As he spoke, Ren Jiu Ge walked towards the back of the main hall of the Immortal Jian Sect. Shen Lin and the black girl glanced at each other, doubted their beliefs, and followed closely.

Behind the main hall, there are three tall hills, similar to the previous ones, with no grass growing at all, only slightly larger.

Ren Jiuge stood in front of the hill, the corners of his mouth raised, and he muttered, "As long as these resources are there, the Immortal Jian Sect will restore its former glory, and it will be just around the corner." ”

As he spoke, he pointed with a sword in his hand and read the secret in his mouth.

The secret is peculiar in tone, the tone is abrupt, and the text is obscure, as if it is an ancient mantra, and it is like a god and Buddha singing.

In an instant, the three hills, as if awakened by the gods, were ready to move. Immediately after, there was a boom, a thunderous roar. At the bottom of the hill, a stone gate suddenly appeared.

With a long and piercing muffled sound, the stone gate, which had been silent for many years, suddenly opened.

After the gravel and dust landed, Shen Lin and the black girl looked at the stone gate in surprise.

"This, this is the essence of our Immortal Jian Sect?" Shen Lin's eyelids jumped slightly, and he looked at Ren Jiuge.

Ren Jiuge's originally confident face suddenly became a little ugly, "What a thing!"

As he spoke, he took a few quick steps into one of the caves. I saw that the cave was empty, and there were only some potholes and ashes on the ground.

In the other cave, there was nothing but a few pieces of scrap metal.

Shen Lin was still out of the situation and asked, "Your Excellency, what's going on?"

For a long time, Ren Jiu Ge looked at the open space and sighed, "Originally, there were a lot of immortal grasses and treasures stored here, in order to have the capital for the sect to decline in the future, and to make a comeback. ”

"Now it seems that these things have been plundered by other sects. ”

After speaking, Ren Jiu Ge looked at the hill in the middle, tidied up his clothes, and walked over very solemnly.

Within the hill, there is a seven-story pavilion. The pavilion is purple and black, full of dust, although it is dilapidated, but there is still a remnant of a divine power and domineering, which makes people awe-inspired.

Above the attic, there is a purple and black plaque with the word "Tianyuan" written on it.

Shen Lin looked up, and suddenly felt a burst of coercion coming, shocking, and hurriedly lowered his head!

"Tianyuan Pavilion. ”

Ren Jiu Ge was in front of the pavilion, paused, and countless fragments of the past flashed in his mind one by one.

Tianyuan Pavilion was once the most prestigious martial arts library in the Yingzhou region, with countless books in it, including rare books of secret methods, martial arts of the major inheritances of the town school, and even lost ancient martial arts.

These secret martial arts are the result of countless generations of painstaking searches by the ancestors of the Ren family, coupled with the offerings of the heads of various sects at their peak, as well as the donations of the genius cultivators, and finally became Mahayana.

After Ren Jiuge took charge of Tianyuan Pavilion, the major inheritance sects once used Tianyuan Pavilion to include the martial arts of the sect, which was a supreme glory.

After countless years of precipitation, Tianyuan Pavilion has become an incomparably huge existence, making the martial arts masters of the world endlessly fascinated.

"I'm back. With that, Ren Jiuge strode into the pavilion.