The main hall of the Purple Hanging Sect.

"What's going on?" Han Zong suddenly stood up and asked, only to see that the light mirror reflecting the Secret Realm Formation of the Sutra Meditation Stone suddenly became disillusioned.

"It seems that there is a problem with the formation inside. Elder Guo, who was refining the formation of the Fourth Peak, said.

Zangtian's dissolving formation lore strike temporarily blocked the operation of the formation.

"How could a good formation suddenly go wrong?" Han Zong asked, inexplicably flustered.

While everyone was talking, the formation resumed its operation, and the light mirror formed reflected everything in the secret realm again.

"There was nothing wrong with that. Elder Guo looked at it and said affirmatively.

At this time, Zangtian in the secret realm had already thrown Han Feng down the stone ladder and walked in front of the Sutra Observation Stone.

When I got closer, the meditation stone was just a big cyan stone, ordinary, with a big scripture engraved on it.

The surface is pitted, as if it has been drenched in rain for 10,000 years.

Standing alone on the top of the mountain, like a homeless child, it looks cute.

Zangtian stretched out his hand and crossed the scriptures, and a tear couldn't help but shed in his eyes, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart.

In fact, there is another word on top of the scripture, Tibetan characters! It's just that after too many years, it has become mottled.

The scripture stone contains all the exercises and classics, and it is also the "place where the bones are buried" for all exercises.

According to the classics of the Tibetan underworld, the empress hated the sky and had ordinary qualifications, and one day she suddenly got a flying stone from outside the sky, obtained the supreme exercise, turned decay into magic, and finally completed the Taoism and wrote a legend.

I miss you so much!

Zangtian didn't know who his father was, only that the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor disappeared for hundreds of years after the completion of the Dao Law, no one knew where she had gone and what she had experienced in the past few hundred years, only that she had a dead child in her bloodstained arms when she returned, and that child was now Zangtian.

What makes you want to protect a dead child when you are dying?

"Child, you have to remember that you are the only bloodline of the empress, and you are also the hope of our Tibetan underworld. The words of the Great Elder of the Purple Immortal were still ringing in his ears.

"I'm here, where are you?, why can't I find a trace of you?" Zangtian's heart ached.

Putting away his sadness, Zangtian closed his eyes, and his divine consciousness blasted into the interior of the scripture stone in a special way.

Suddenly, a coercion was formed with the Tibetan scripture stone as the center, making all the people in the secret realm have an urge to kneel and worship, and they had to sit cross-legged with their hearts firmly guarded.

After the coercion, everyone felt a lot more ethereal in their hearts, and the questions they usually didn't understand in cultivation were instantly understood like an empowerment, and they even had a vague direction for their future avenue.

The six people who benefited the most were sitting on the futon, and at this moment, they felt as if there was a line in the void connecting the meditation stone with themselves, and an inexplicable exercise came to mind.

Chu Qi's body faintly emitted a cyan light, and then Sun Fei's body was also a blue light, and the qualifications of the two in the Purple Hanging Sect could only be regarded as average, although they were much stronger than ordinary disciples, but there was a difference between heaven and earth with Ming Buping, Yue Mubai and others.

If the two of them work hard, they may be able to step into the Spirit Condensation Realm in their lifetime, but this life will end here, but now they have a vague direction for their future avenue, and they have obtained a good exercise on the Sutra Observation Stone, and they are confident that they will go further in the future.

The two of them seem to be an introduction, and after that, there are people who radiate green glows one after another, which means that they have also obtained good exercises.

The most conspicuous thing is not on the mountain, but on the white jade steps, a disciple of the Purple Hanging Sect is no longer a cyan light, but a faint gold, he is Mu Yun, who ranks eighth on the Melting Spirit List, he could have gone further, but he has an obsession in his heart, if it weren't for Zangtian's help, he might have been eliminated and sent out of the secret realm.

"It's a top-level exercise, a top-level exercise, and it's been a long time since I saw it. Elder Chu He of the Seventh Peak exclaimed ecstatically, and then sighed helplessly: "Yun'er has very good qualifications, but he can't let go of what happened back then!"

The top-level exercises are usually rare to see when the secret realm is opened, but today it seems to be very ordinary, because the Tibetan Heaven has completely opened the Tibetan Scripture Stone, and everyone can obtain the exercises from it, but the exercises obtained according to the individual's qualifications are superior and inferior.

Not only Mu Yun in the eighth, Liu Tao in the fourth, Yuan Bin in the fifth, Huang Yi in the sixth, and Sun Fei in the ninth are all golden light and have obtained the top exercises.

Fei Mingxin, who was seventh, opened his eyes helplessly, and sighed unwillingly, his qualifications were not good, and the seventh place on the Rongling List was completely based on daring to fight, and he went out again and again to go out and go through life and death.

"After all, the qualifications are still poor. Fei Mingxin smiled in frustration, but then regained his spirits: "What does it matter if the qualifications are poor, it has been ranked seventh in the past few years." ”

Bang.

Ming Buping's body was golden and blooming, and the dazzling light illuminated every corner of the secret realm.

"Okay! Secret art, it's a secret art!" said the Great Elder Moyang happily.

Judging from the many years of experience of the Purple Hanging Sect, it is the ordinary exercises that emit gray light, the advanced exercises that emit cyan light, and the secret techniques that emit golden light, and they are also the highest level exercises in the Sutra Viewing Stone.

The Purple Hanging Sect has been established for thousands of years, but there are only a few five disciples who have obtained the secret arts.

In the past hundred years, there has not been one, which is also the reason why the Purple Hanging Sect has gradually declined.

And today, Ming Buping has obtained the top-level secret technique, and five or six disciples have obtained the secret technique, how can Elder Moyang not be excited, not only him, but all the elders of the Purple Hanging Sect are all excited, they seem to see the future of the Purple Hanging Sect.

"It seems that my Purple Hanging Sect is about to rise again. Elder Song of the Sixth Peak said happily.

"Hmph, my Purple Hanging Sect was originally the number one sect, if it weren't for their despicability and shameless......ness," Elder Moyang said hatefully, and the other elders also looked sad and indignant when they heard it.

"It's a top-level secret technique, but I don't know what kind of secret technique. Xuan Daozi muttered absently, as if the secret technique could not attract his attention.

Ming Buping woke up from enlightenment, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I hope you never need to be used. Ming Buping said in a voice that could only be heard by himself.

Raising his head, Ming Buping looked at the top of the stone staircase, where only the tip of the prayer stone could be seen.

He vaguely felt that the secret realm was different from every time he opened it before.

Of course, it is different, outsiders can only communicate with the scripture stone little by little, and the Tibetan sky is completely open to the scripture stone, and the effect is completely different.

The divine consciousness entered the interior of the scripture stone, and Zangtian felt that he had come to a vast starry sky.

The whole space was black, and the crystal balls exuded clusters of light, most of which were gray, and a small part were cyan, mixed with dazzling gold.

The empress did get a flying stone outside the sky, and the flying stone could indeed engrave the exercises, but the empress did not get any anti-heaven exercises from it, and there were only a few incomplete exercises in the former scripture stone.

The empress relied on her own efforts to become a generation of emperors.

After becoming famous, the empress collected exercises everywhere, firstly, to make the exercises continue to stop, and secondly, to leave a spark of hope for future people if an accident happened one day.

"It turned out to be here, and I finally found it. The villain formed by the Tibetan Heavenly Divine Sense smiled slightly and opened his palm.

What fell into his hand was a volume of purple-gold jade slips, exuding a purple gold light, like a king, and there were no supernatural powers in its territory.

There is only one simple word on the jade slip, war!

The empress's fame technique, the battle word decision, is also called the emperor's battle decision.

If you are strong, you will be stronger, and the more you fight, the stronger you will be! Turn your own fighting spirit to break through the shackles of layers of layers, the imperial war will never require talent, as long as you work hard enough and have a brave and meaningless heart, one day you will stand at the top of the world.

It can be said that the Emperor Battle Decisive surpasses all magical spells, and it can change the fate of countless ordinary people.

The divine consciousness was integrated into it, and the Tibetan genius felt that the vastness and vastness of the battle word duel were not much better than the immortal and immortal exercises.

A strong fighting spirit came to his face, as if there was a piece of heaven in front of him that was about to be torn apart.

The battle intent on the body of the Tibetan Heaven in front of the Tibetan Scripture Stone soared into the sky, and the purple gold mangs formed a second wave of coercion, and the hearts of those who were not strong began to tremble, and they couldn't even raise the courage to be hostile to the Tibetan Heaven.

Even the resolute Ming Buping lowered his head slightly, not daring to face the momentum of the battle intent, until his hand fell on the sword, his eyes became firm again, and he gritted his teeth and raised his head again.

The battle spirit also swept the Purple Hanging Sect.

All the elders in the main hall were sitting precariously, their expressions were unnaturally serious, and even they had to resist with all their might, otherwise a gap would be torn out in their Dao hearts.

Xuan Daozi's lazy eyes were solemn for a few minutes, staring at the formation light mirror with a deep gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the stone cave in the belly of the eighth peak, the old man, who was so dry that it seemed that he could die at any time, opened his cloudy eyes, his eyes burst out like a flashback, his lips opened slightly, and a "battle" sound was squeezed out of his dry throat. The words fell, and a cloudy old tear in his eyes couldn't help but roll down.

I really miss the years when I followed you!

Zangtian next to the scripture stone opened his eyes, and the earth-shattering battle intent receded like a tide, and all the people in the Purple Hanging Sect breathed a sigh of relief, they were really depressed before.

The battle intent is not hidden, it is a trace that the empress once incorporated when she engraved the exercises, and only one trace is enough to collapse the mountain and crack the stone.

Under the reverent gaze of everyone, Zangtian walked down the stone staircase, walked out of the secret realm, and returned to the eighth peak.

Before he could return to his cave mansion, a roar that resounded through the Purple Hanging Sect swept in.

"Daotian Xiao'er, are you deceiving me that there is no one in the second peak?" Han Zong's angry roar exploded in his ears like thunder.

Zangtian is better, poor little Ah San only feels that his ears are going to be deaf, and he can't hear any sound.

In the cave where Xiyue was retreating in the back mountain, Xiyue also heard Han Zong's roar, her eyes were red, and she hurriedly ran the Imperial Spirit Technique to barely stabilize her violent spiritual power, and then she seemed to feel something, so she calmed down.

Ignoring the Purple Hanging Sect's Protector Sect Great Array, Han Zong roared and galloped from the second peak, and the sand and stones splashed everywhere he passed, and the grass and trees fell.

"Say, what despicable means did you use to abolish the wind. "Han Zong's strength in the middle stage of breaking the Void Mirror has exploded in an all-round way, he hates it!

Han Feng was originally his most proud junior, and some time ago he broke through the Spirit Condensation Realm and became the first disciple of the Purple Hanging Sect to break through the Spirit Condensing Realm, and his future is limitless.

In order to avenge the humiliation of the Tibetan Heavens, he suppressed the realm and entered the secret realm of the Guanjing Stone, and he also acquiesced, but instead of wanting to take revenge, he became a waste.

Although he has a certain status in the Purple Hanging Sect, as an elder of the first peak, he is not allowed to kill disciples at will, so he asked a question before, and he wanted to forcibly convict Zangtian.

Han Zong didn't give Zangtian any chance to speak at all in the oppression.

There is a gap between heaven and earth between the current Tibetan Heaven and the powerhouse in the middle stage of the Void Breaking Mirror, but he is not completely without the means to resist, after all, he is the leader of the Tibetan Netherworld, and he used to be a half-step sense of the Heavenly Realm.

Feeling the slightest connection with the main body, Tibetan genius relieved his heart, this is the confidence that he is not afraid of Han Zong daring to abolish Han Feng, he can borrow the power of the main body to reach the Void Breaking Mirror at any time, although this time is very short, but it is not impossible to use some magical powers to kill Han Zong at some cost.

"You must have blinded the formation projection by unscrupulous means, and even attacked Tian'er, my Purple Hanging Sect will not allow such a villain as you, and now I will remove you for Tianxingdao. Han Zong's words are beautiful, even if he knows that he wronged Zangtian in the future, no one will embarrass him, a powerful elder, for the sake of the dead.

After speaking, without giving Zangtian any chance to refute, the surging spiritual power rolled in and turned into an illusory big hand and slapped it, confirming that Zangtian would definitely die without a place to be buried.

Zangtian's pupils suddenly constricted, and he had to desperately borrow the power of the main body, even if he would expose his secrets later, and even be hunted down by the Purple Hanging Sect, he didn't have time to think about these, living was the hope, and he couldn't die in order to hide his identity and strength.

Suddenly, all the stress disappeared without a trace.

Zangtian raised his head, and the middle-aged man in sackcloth indifferently stood between him and Han Zong, and took all the "wind and rain" for him.