Under the waterfall, Lu Han found that the forest was standing as a dead stake, suddenly stood up, and then rushed towards the small courtyard.

"Is it going to break through again?"

The corners of Lu Han's mouth were picked, and his face was distressed.

After returning to the room, Lin Huang took out a simple and dark box from the storage ring.

A box containing the Demon Suppressor Knife.

Just now, Lin Huang suddenly remembered a possibility. Jia Wanjin has been in business for many years, and he can be rich in all directions, and he must be very deep in the city.

Don't say that there are three holes of the cunning rabbit, it is possible to have thirty holes.

If it was really the mountains and rivers that were scrolling on him, would Jia Wanjin blatantly tell himself? Even if he really told himself, it would be obscure, and he couldn't be obscure, and maybe he would have to turn a corner.

Looking at the black box in front of him, Lin Huang took a deep breath, pinched Wen Run's hand, and echoed in his mind what Jia Wanjin said that made him a little confused:

"I hope this thing is in your hands, and it won't be secretly invested!"

This sentence was said by Jia Wanjin when he gave him the Demon Suppression Knife. Lin Huang had always thought that the town that Jia Wanjin said was a magic knife, and Jia Wanjin hoped that he would not live up to the prestige of the demon suppression knife.

But at that time, Jia Wanjin didn't say that it was a demon suppression knife, but said 'this thing'.

Perhaps, what Jia Wanjin said at the beginning was not the Demon Suppression Knife, but this black wooden box containing the Demon Suppression Knife.

The wooden box is more than four feet long, one palm wide, made of thousand-year-old sycamore wood, and carved with simple and complex veins. At first glance, it looks inconspicuous, but on closer inspection, it is extremely exquisite.

"There's a dark grid!"

After Lin Huang knocked and observed for a long time, he finally heard an ethereal voice at the end of the black wooden box, the size of a fingernail.

Lin Huang took out the Demon Suppression Knife and directly pried open the bottom plate of the entire black wooden box.

When the bottom plate was pried open, Lin Huang was obviously stunned, and the result seemed to be a little unexpected to him, and the corners of his mouth murmured, "There are two volumes?"

In the black box, two golden scrolls lay quietly.

The entire scroll is made of the cicada wings of the thousand-year-old ice cicada, the twin shafts are the tiger bones of the Demon Sky Tiger, and the ends of the twin scrolls are two majestic dragon heads.

There are handwriting on each of the two axes, and when combined, they form the four characters of 'Mountains and Rivers Ancient Scrolls', which are full of monuments, and the golden light flowing on them is like water, illuminating the originally dim room transparently.

- Mountains and rivers scrolls!

Lin Huang was excited in his heart, it was really a pearl, who would have thought that in this inconspicuous black wooden box, there were mountains and rivers ancient scrolls.

The ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers that the martial artists of the Eastern Spirit Realm have been looking for for thousands of years.

The ancient scroll of mountains and rivers that hides the greatest secret of the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Legend has it that there may be a dragon vein location and a warrior inheritance. It can be used in all directions, ruling the Eastern Spirit Realm, and even becoming an existence like Xuanyuan Tibing.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang couldn't help but be a little excited.

"But how can there be two volumes?

Lin Huang was puzzled, first picked up the mountain and river scroll on the left, and slowly unfolded it. Then, Lin Huang's breath stagnated, his eyes stared at the ancient scroll, and his heart fluctuated like a sea of anger.

On the ancient scroll, countless streamers were outlined, connecting and combining with each other, forming several complex patterns, which were like formations and star maps.

The patterns are combined with each other to form larger patterns, which are more complex and obscure. It was so complicated that Lin Huang felt dizzy and dizzy at a glance, and his qi and blood surged.

However, these are not the main reasons for Lin Huang's huge ups and downs. The real reason is because there are three marks hidden in this infinite and complex pattern.

The first of these is a dragon head.

The second, is a crow.

And the third ......

It's a relic.

A golden relic!

Lin Huang stared at the relics in the center of the pattern, stunned for half an hour, and then showed a look of ecstasy. The appearance of this relic is very familiar to him.

- Buddha God Relic!

When Lin Huang was reborn, one of the Buddha God relics was in his body, forming a martial soul heavenly Shura. Then he found the second one in the secret room of the Divine General's Mansion, which allowed the Heavenly Shura Martial Spirit to evolve.

And the relics on this ancient scroll of mountains and rivers are the third!

The third one!

Lin Huang couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time, although the Heavenly Shura Martial Spirit in his body was not bad, it was only the top grade of the Yellow Order after all. Now that he is in the Diyuan realm, it is okay, and Lin Huang has a killing god and slashes his body. But once it reaches the Tianyuan realm, the disadvantages of the martial soul will be highlighted.

But if he gets this third Buddha God Relic, the Heavenly Shura Martial Soul evolves again, and he has enough to rely on.

In the room, Lin Huang was holding the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, looking very calm, but he couldn't wait to jump up and laugh, "It's really a pearl, I didn't expect that there is a third Buddha God relic in this little East Spirit Realm."

"Looks like I'm destined to go!"

Lin Huang muttered to himself, his eyes were full of fine light, originally he didn't care about whose hands the mountains and rivers were in the ancient scrolls, and he didn't want to pinch this hot potato in his hands, so as not to burn himself. Can ...... now He wouldn't let go no matter what.

Kill even if you die!

Lin Huang spent a long time on incense to calm the excitement in his heart. Then he picked up the scroll of mountains and rivers on the right side of the black box.

"The same?"

Lin Huang's brows gradually furrowed, and he was extremely puzzled in his heart, the patterns in the scroll on the right and the patterns on the left were exactly the same, without the slightest difference.

Thinking of this, Lin Huang pursed his lips, "Jia Wuhou, you are really a cunning rabbit!"

Lin Huang naturally understood, although these two ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers were exactly the same, they were definitely true and false. If it is true, it must be a sky-high opportunity, but if it is false......

I'm afraid it's a disaster that has no place to bury!

"Which roll?"

Lin Huang looked at the two ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers with a hesitant expression, and felt a little difficult in his heart. If it was before, in order to know who had broken Lin Cangxue's martial soul, it didn't matter if he gave both volumes to the black-robed man.

But after knowing that there was a secret hidden in the ancient scrolls of the mountains and rivers of the Buddha and the relics, he began to make trouble.

In exchange, he would definitely give the black-robed man one of the rolls.

But which one is true, and which one is false?

Lin Huang scratched his head irritably, not knowing how to choose. He understood that in order to distinguish the authenticity of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, it should be necessary to unravel the information implied by the patterns on them.

Moreover, the coordinates of the relics of the Buddha gods are probably also hidden in these patterns.

Can this pattern ...... He didn't understand it at all, anyway.

"Maybe Qin Xuance, that guy should be able to crack it!"

Lin Huang secretly thought to himself, the so-called art industry has a specialty, for patterns, astrology, life, feng shui, and strategy, I am afraid that there are few people in the Eastern Spirit Realm who can compare with Qin Xuance.

Lin Huang shook his head helplessly, he could only rely on Qin Xuance to solve the matter of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, and the time it took to come and go would take two months, not counting the time for Qin Xuance to crack it.

"It seems that I can only find a way to drag the black robe", Lin Huang muttered to himself, throwing two volumes of things into the storage ring, originally discovering that the appearance of the relics of the Buddha God was a matter of ecstasy.

But it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false in the two volumes, which makes Lin Huang feel like he has eaten flies.

In the end, Lin Huang reined in his mind and headed towards the Heavenly Waterfall Cliff, the matter of the mountains and rivers and ancient scrolls still needs time to be resolved.

When Lin Huang walked out of the room, his footsteps were stunned again, and after standing quietly for a while, he returned to the room and scolded secretly, "Damn!"

Lin Huang found that he had fallen into Jia Wanjin's blind spot again.

When everyone thought that Lin Huang or Xuanyuan Tibing knew where the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers were, Jia Wanjin hid the ancient scrolls in an inconspicuous black box.

This is the blind spot.

And when Lin Huang discovers the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, and one is true and one is false, he will inevitably think about which volume is true and which volume is false.

Then they will focus on distinguishing the real from the fake.

This is another blind spot.

Only by jumping out of this point and thinking about it from a different angle may ...... These two volumes of mountains and rivers are exactly the same, and they are both fake.

As a businessman in Javankin, this is all too normal.

The pearl is secretly cast to hide from the sky and the sea!

Thinking of this, Lin Huang took out the black box again, and groped carefully again, never letting go of anything.

Half an hour later, Lin Huang's brows were already twisted, "Could it be that I was tricked by Jia Wanjin again, and one of these two volumes is really a real mountain and river ancient scroll?"

He wasted most of his energy, and he didn't find any clues from the black box.

But this ...... It shouldn't be!

Lin Huang stared at the black box in front of him in a daze, and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until most of the night that Lin Huang suddenly pulled out the demon suppression knife and split the black box in two with one sword.

"No?"

Lin Huang frowned, and then went down with a knife, and after smashing the black box directly, Lin Huang's eyes lit up, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In the pile of debris, Lin Huang finally found the ancient scroll as thin as a cicada's wings.

It doesn't look as gorgeous as the previous mountain and river scrolls, but is a little yellowed, looks a little mottled and simple, and there are no mountains and rivers scrolls on it.

When Lin Huang unfolded the ancient scroll, the patterns recorded in it were still exactly the same as the previous two volumes.

Lin Huang smiled, "It should be it!"

Thinking of this, Lin Huang relaxed and smiled.

Now, he has obtained the real ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, and there are still two fake ones in his hands.

It's too easy to fool the black-robed man now.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lin Huang's mouth couldn't help but provoke a smile, "Black-robed man, I'm waiting for you!"

(End of chapter)