Chapter 92 The Frog at the Bottom of the Well

"Okay, let's go to the Scripture Pavilion next!" Elder Zhong waved his hand towards everyone, a powerful energy wrapped everyone, and a powerful pull pulled everyone up, flying towards the Scripture Pavilion like a breeze.

The three of Bai Ge only felt that their bodies seemed to have no gravity all of a sudden, and under Zhong Lao's spiritual power, they wrapped everyone and flew quickly towards the location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Bai Ge and the three of them couldn't see the appearance of the wrapped spiritual power at all, they only felt that their bodies were light and fluttering, as if they were flying!

It didn't take long for Bai Ge and the three of them to feel a sense of gravity in their bodies, and when they landed, Bai Ge and the three of them felt a strange feeling in their heads, and they hurriedly used their spiritual power to recover.

"You three little guys, hurry up and follow the old man, don't get lost. Zhong Lao instructed the three of them, and then walked in an unknown direction.

Bai Ge and the three of them reacted instantly, and hurriedly followed Zhong Lao's pace, for fear of losing it, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, even Murong Xianjue couldn't help but look around, his face full of curiosity.

The road paved by the quaint cyan stone slabs gave Bai Ge and the three of them a heavy feeling, the quaint cyan stone slabs were covered with all kinds of plants and trees, and a huge palace stood majestically in the depths, and the surroundings of the palace were constantly covered by the spiritual clouds formed by the strong aura, and it was impossible to see its true face.

On this quaint cyan stone road, there are constantly disciples dressed in Sword Sect costumes walking out, their eyes are plain with a fierce light, the cultivation in their bodies is extremely powerful, they are not easy to mess with at a glance, the strong aura in their bodies is not comparable to Bai Ge and the three at all, and the three Bai Ge at this moment are like the curiosity of a child who has never seen the world and has encountered a new world.

"Could it be that this is where the inner gate of the Sword Sect is located?" Bai Ge said solemnly as he looked at several young faces.

Now Bai Ge feels that some small achievements at his age are nothing at all, and it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance, and he simply thought that his current achievements are not too powerful, but they are not bad, but the few people who passed by just now are like sleeping dragons in their bodies, and Bai Ge feels like a beast that does not know the depths.

"Well, the inner gate of the Sword Sect is very different from the outer gate, the outer gate and the inner gate are on top of two huge spiritual mountains, and there is basically no contact between the outer gate and the inner gate in normal times. Murong Xian said in a cold voice. But the change in tone seemed to make the air become heavy.

Obviously, Murong Xianjue also had the same idea as Bai Ge, feeling the palpitating aura in the bodies of the few people just now, Bai Ge and the three of them also became solemn, and then the eyes of the three of them bloomed with fire-like battle intent, and their fists were clenched tightly.

"And the spiritual power here is more than twice as rich as that of the outer gate, if you cultivate here, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!" Feng Yu also said solemnly.

The three of them whispered, and now after coming to the scene of the inner gate, they almost reached a crazy look when they entered the inner gate, and their desire to come here to practice became even stronger.

If nothing else, Bai Ge will soon be an inner disciple, and the core disciples of the Sword Sect will become the direction of Bai Ge's fanatical pursuit, and when the time comes, he will be more confident when he sees his little sister and his mother.

Zhong Lao in front felt the hot feeling behind him, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, the reason why Zhong Lao didn't fly directly to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was to let them see the gap with others, so that they wouldn't become empty-eyed in order to achieve a little achievement, don't be a frog at the bottom of the well, sit in the well and watch the sky, there are countless people on the mainland who are stronger than them, don't be blinded by a leaf, that will only ruin yourself.

After the road, the grass and trees have gradually decreased, replaced by some ancient buildings and the residences of the inner disciples, and there are more people here than outside, and there are constantly inner disciples looking at Bai Ge and the three of them with interest, but Bai Ge and the three of them did not notice.

The quaint buildings along the road seem to have existed for a while, and the quaint and heavy atmosphere rushes to the face, and soon arrives at the end of this quaint green road, where Zhong Lao stops.

Bai Ge and the three of them looked up, and what caught their eyes was a huge quaint octagonal attic, with spiritual clouds blocking some places, but they could see that the attic had four floors, each floor was several zhang high, and there was a dark gold plaque hanging at the main entrance, which seemed to be engraved with three scribbled and unrestrained big characters - Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!

These three big characters seemed to have been carved by someone with a sword, and an incomparably powerful aura came from the plaque, which made people can't help but be afraid!

"Lao Zhou, hurry up, the old man is coming to you!" Zhong Lao smiled and smiled at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Shout!

As soon as Zhong Lao's words fell, Bai Ge and the three of them only felt that their eyes were flowering, and their hearts looking at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion were pulled back, and in the blink of an eye, there was already an old man in gray shirts standing in front of them.

The three of Bai Ge were stunned, they didn't see clearly how the gray-shirted old man in front of them appeared, as if he appeared out of thin air, and the old man in front of them, Bai Ge and the three of them felt like the old man next door, there was no difference, they felt like a worldly person, but after thinking about it, how could the person who could guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at the inner gate of the Sword Sect be an ordinary old man?

"Eh, old Zhong, it's rare to see you come out once, how can you give up the pass?" the gray-shirted old man joked with a smile, "Why do you still have three little dolls?"

"Haha, Lao Zhou, don't make fun of me, the old man is here this time to have a serious matter, these three little dolls are the top three in this ring competition, according to the rules of the sect, these three little guys need to come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to select exercises and combat skills. Elder Zhong smiled bitterly, his expression full of helplessness.

"No wonder, I'll just say that you old guy is willing to give up the pass, it turns out that you have a sect mission. The gray-shirted old man snorted coldly, "If you don't have a drink with the little old man today, tomorrow I will steal all the good wine you brewed from the old guy and taste it myself." ”

Before Elder Zhong could react, the gray-shirted old man turned to Bai Ge and the three of them and said, "You three little dolls go to the second floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and each of you will choose a martial art according to your cultivation and ranking, and the time will be three incense, start now!"

The gray-shirted old man waved his robe in his right hand, and a purple incense burner had been inserted into the lit incense and fell to the ground, Bai Ge and the three of them immediately reacted and respectfully agreed, and then walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with excitement on their faces!

The old man in the gray shirt took Zhong Lao to the courtyard on the side, and took out the wine jug and drank under Zhong Lao's helpless expression.