Ling Tian straightened up with his arms and slowly stood up, "Hiss-"

The large and small wounds all over his body made Ling Tian feel in pain all over his body when he moved slightly, there was a feeling that he hadn't exercised for a long time at that time, and then suddenly went to the gym to exercise violently for a while, and then his whole body ached the next day.

In this way, Ling Tian limped onto the big round platform.

It seems to be a sacrificial place. Ling Tian glanced at this round platform a few times, like the original Temple of Heaven. It's just that this platform is small, broken, and incomplete.

There are several floors on the platform, and the handrails of the stairs are full of human heads, but they have long turned into white bones, and the scene is very infiltrating, but for Ling Tian, who grew up watching ghost movies, this is not a thing.

Ling Tian walked up step by step, and there were more and more bones on it, more and more.

Ling Tian felt that he had been walking for a long time, there was no sound, no time, he seemed to be lost in a place.

He was tired and thirsty, but when he was about to fall down, Liu Lao would inject a burst of energy into Ling Tian's body, allowing Ling Tian to regain consciousness.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, Ling Tian finally reached the top.

"Damn," Ling Tian scolded as soon as he got on the platform, as he saw an old man lying on it leisurely and drinking.

"Oh, oh, no one has come up for a long time," the old man sat up when he saw Ling Tianhou cheer up.

"Who are you, why are you here? Ling Tian also found a comfortable place to lie down.

"Boy, if you guessed correctly, you are from the Qinglong Academy, so you should call me an ancestor. The old man said with a grin.

'They all call me Qinglong Daoren," the old man stroked his beard and waited for Ling Tian to scream and then come over to worship him, the old man seemed to enjoy this.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and the old man looked at Ling Tian again, but fortunately, Ling Tian lay on the ground and fell asleep.

"Hey!!" Qinglong Daoist Mo Ran was furious, "Get up, I'm talking to you, are you mistaken." “

"What, go away," Ling Tian muttered a few words, then turned over.

"Bastard boy," the Qinglong Dao man went up with a kick, and Ling Tian flew out a long way at once.

"Ah, what are you doing," Ling Tian was also very angry, and jumped up and pointed at the Qinglong Dao people and scolded.

"I said that I am the ancestor of your Qinglong Academy!!" The Qinglong Daoist also pointed at Ling Tian and shouted, his beard curled up in anger.

I see, and then. Ling Tian looked disgusted.

"What!! "Qinglong Dao's mouth was crooked, "Don't you have a little awe? I'm your ancestor." ”

'No,' Ling Tian waved his hand very dryly.

"Bastard—"

In this way, from then on, there were always scolding and howls from time to time on the altar in the depths of the Qinglong Ancestral Land, and the nearby demonic beasts did not dare to act rashly.

。。。。。。。

"Boy, I'll pass on your Blue Dragon Secret Method. "Finally one day, the Qinglong Daoist sat down seriously.

"Really?" Ling Tian also made it to the opposite side of the Blue Dragon Dao people.

"Otherwise, can there be a fake?" the corners of Qinglong Daoren's mouth crooked, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Possibly," Ling Tian rolled his eyes.

"Bastard, I'm also your ancestor, and you've worked so hard to come here, so it's not appropriate not to teach you something. The Qinglong Daoist suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Okay," Ling Tian also became serious when he heard the inheritance.

"The Secret Method of the Green Dragon, Volume 1, the Green Dragon Becomes 。。。。。。 "The Qinglong Daoist began to recite scriptures for Ling Tian.

If this is not to be seen by the outside world, when did the Qinglong Daoist ever teach the scriptures to others? He didn't even leave much of the scriptures for the academy.

The days passed, and soon it was time for the four courtyards to compete.