Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

It was time to make an appointment with Venerable Huangquan.

Ling Chen, who was cultivating in the room, suddenly opened his eyes and broke away from his cultivation state.

In the past three days, Venerable Huangquan has done a lot of preparations, and the strong men of the Lich Gate have almost mixed in, changing the ambush to the ambush, and the one who should be in place is in place, and now at this juncture, everything is ready, and only Ling Chen's actions are left.

Now that he had made a decision, Ling Chen naturally would not hesitate any longer, and on the third day, he proposed to Ling Tingfeng that he wanted to enter the ancestral pavilion to cultivate.

The ancestral pavilion is the confidant of the Ling family, which displays many important things of the Ling family, the sage soul shrine is just one of the things, and the others, for example, some ancient treasures stored by the Ling family, will not be used easily, and will be placed in the ancestral pavilion, and for example, the portraits left by the ancestors of the Ling family, the top powerhouses of the past dynasties, those portraits are not ordinary portraits, and they have the inheritance of each ancestor of the Ling family, which should not be underestimated.

This time, Ling Chen said that he wanted to enter the Ancestral Pavilion to cultivate, and he also said that in order to accept the inheritance of the ancestors of the Ling family, he was allowed to enter.

After all, with Ling Chen's current status in the Ling family, almost anything can be obtained, of course, except for the Sage Soul Shrine, plus the last time because of the matter of the Sage Soul Shrine, Ling Tingfeng rejected Ling Chen, so this time Ling Chen proposed to enter the Ancestral Pavilion to cultivate, and the resistance was naturally much smaller.

However, this time, Ling Chen did not enter it alone, but in the entire younger generation, six people were selected to enter the Ancestral Pavilion at the same time, in addition to Ling Chen, Ling Yuxuan and Ling Feng, Ling Hai Brothers, and Ling Xue, as well as Ling Hanye, all entered this Ancestral Pavilion.

In the past, every young generation would have the opportunity to enter the ancestral pavilion, but there were only once or twice in a lifetime, which was equivalent to advancing the time for this generation of young people to enter the ancestral pavilion as a whole.

The location of the ancestral pavilion was located in the deepest part of the Ling family, between the mountains behind him, and under the leadership of Ling Tingfeng, after traveling about a few miles deep, he finally arrived in front of a steep mountain wall.

This ancestral pavilion is worthy of being the hinterland of the Ling family, and the surrounding protective formations are heavy one after another, if it is not for the Ling family, rashly wanting to break into the ancestral pavilion is tantamount to a fool's dream.

However, while Ling Chen was going deeper, he also secretly memorized the route, and the switch position of the previous formation in his heart, so as not to enter and leave when the time came.

He will definitely have to go through these roads again.

Bang!

An ancient stone door opened to both sides, revealing a deep passage, and the group stepped into the passage, followed the stairs, all the way down, and soon entered an ancient stone hall.

The main hall is extremely vast, it looks like a thousand feet, people stand in it, as small as ants, that kind of magnificent atmosphere, people can't help but feel a little awe.

In the main hall, there are huge stone pillars, at the top of the stone pillars, there are some flashing thunder light clusters, in the light clusters, some scrolls, weapons, armor, etc., are faintly visible, and those fluctuations are quite not weak.

These things are actually quite powerful treasures and martial arts, and some of them are at the level of holy products.

Seeing this dazzling array of treasures, Ling Chen's heart was also slightly shaken, this Ling family is worthy of being the premier thousand-year-old family in Kyushu, such a background is really exciting.

Not only Ling Chen, but the others, Ling Yuxuan and the others were also entering the Ancestral Pavilion for the first time, and they were also looking around at this time, their eyes fiery.

However, they all know that there are prohibitions on all the treasures here, and once they touch them, they are afraid that the ban will be triggered immediately, causing uncontrollable consequences.

His eyes were retracted from the light clusters, Ling Chen turned his head, and looked ahead, only to see that in the deepest part of the hall, there was a stone statue about ten zhang long.

The stone statue sat on the throne, dressed in battle robes, with a majestic face, faintly, there was an extremely amazing aura emanating from the stone statue, that kind of aura was not real, but the stone statue itself.

Moreover, the pair of eyes of the stone statue are like two green leaves, verdant, but in it, it seems that there is a hidden sword qi world, and in that gaze, it has substantial lethality.

Under the kind of aura carried by the stone statue, Ling Chen's breathing was also slightly stagnant, and then his eyes were solemn, just a stone statue had such momentum, I really don't know what kind of shocking heaven and earth it should be if it is its own deity.

"This is the first generation patriarch of our Ling family, the Aoba Sword Saint."

Ling Tingfeng introduced Ling Chen and his party, "Back then, Patriarch Qingye cultivated for a full two hundred years before becoming holy, but after becoming holy, it only took a hundred years to become a high-level sage, and he went all over the world with a sword, defeated the twelve most famous sword saints in the world, and finally achieved supreme merit, returned to the territory of Xuzhou, and created a family of sword saints. He is the greatest man in our Ling family. ”

Hearing this, Ling Chen also nodded, and felt a little admiration for this Aoba Sword Saint in his heart.

The other party can be described as a model of accumulation and preemptiveness, and it took two hundred years of cultivation to become holy, which is not a genius anymore, but after a hundred years, he became a high-level sage, which is amazing, how much is stuck in a realm, a card is decades, otherwise, in the entire land of Kyushu, high-level winners will not become a rare existence.

After his gaze lingered on the stone statue for a moment, Ling Chen's gaze moved away, and he saw eleven paintings hanging on the walls on both sides, each of these eleven paintings was completely different, not only the patterns on it were different, but also the artistic conception emanating from that painting.

Some, it is the intention of the landscape spring, some are portraits, and even there are pictures of birds and phoenixes, but these are just appearances, the important thing is the artistic conception contained in this picture, this painting, each one, is left by an ancestor of the Ling family, which contains the most secret inheritance of the Ling family.

Ling Chen walked to one of the paintings, and in his sight, there was a cyan sword on the painting, and there was only a cyan sword, nothing else, and it looked extremely lonely and vast.

At the moment when Ling Chen's eyes focused on that sword, suddenly, the sword on that painting seemed to be alive, and it suddenly broke away from the scroll, and then the blade of the sword suddenly aimed at Ling Chen, and shot fiercely.

His complexion changed suddenly, Ling Chen hurriedly retreated, but it was too late, that sword light had already shot into his eyebrows, at that moment, Ling Chen felt as if his brain nerves were electrified, if it weren't for the fact that his sword soul prototype was very powerful, he was afraid that he would be stunned directly.

This painting is not simple.

"This is a peerless archery technique left by the eighth generation of the head of the family, called Imperial Sword Technique."

When Ling Chen's complexion returned to normal, Ling Tingfeng also walked over from behind, and his slightly solemn voice rang out.

(End of chapter)