Regarding the matter of Zuojia Mingjiao, Song Changling may not pay much attention to it. But Lin Huang will, but he won't pay attention to whether Zuo Jiaming Sect is right and evil.

Because he believed in Xiao Yishan and Qin Changsheng.

He only wanted to know what happened a thousand years ago that caused the power that once dominated the world to be wiped out almost overnight.

What made Xiao Yishan incognito for thousands of years?

What was it that made Tianjiao, who was invincible through the ages, kill three million miles all the way and die in front of Xiao Yishan.

How could that lovely senior brother die?

Lin Huang held his mouth with both hands and sighed softly. Then led Song Changling and merged into the crowd of people outside the city like a long dragon, waiting to enter Qingtian City.

"How much do you know about the Zokyaming Sect?"

After a moment of silence between the two, Lin Huang couldn't resist the impulse in his heart and then asked.

This time, Song Changling's brows really furrowed, "You are very concerned about the Zuojia Ming Sect?"

Lin Huang shrugged his shoulders and did not answer.

Song Changling hesitated slightly, thought for a moment and said: "Although I was born in the Song family, I don't know much about Zuojia Mingjiao! Because on the mainland, Zuojia Mingjiao is really a forbidden word, and as long as ordinary people dare to say the words 'Mingjiao' in their mouths, they are likely to be caught by people." And once there are behaviors and remarks that are biased towards the Zokyaminism, they are absolutely outliers. Even if I was from a background like me, I was afraid that I would bleed profusely to survive!"

"In the book of life and death of the Xingtian Temple, it is only in the past hundred years, and there are no less than 10,000 warriors who have been implicated because of the 'Zuojia Ming Sect'!"

Lin Huang shook his head, "You just need to tell me what you know!"

Song Changling snorted coldly twice, he didn't expect his hot face to stick to his cold buttocks, but he still continued: "It's been a thousand years, and because the four ancient clans deliberately erased that trace, there are very few historical books about Zuojia Mingjiao now. All I know is the names of the eight tribes under the command of the Zuo Jiaming Sect, as well as the top ones. As for what happened back then, I don't know anything!"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and waited for Song Changling to continue.

"Legends...... There used to be eight tribes under the command of Zuojia Mingjiao, namely Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, Shenli, Shence, Haoran World, and Mingjiao Thirteen Killings!"

"Among them, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu were once in the four major divine domains of today, with hundreds of thousands of members in each sect. The sect leader Tuoba restored the title of 'Divine Calendar' during the period of Emperor Ming Wai, and led the Great Ming Divine Calendar Army to fight in the east and west, and traveled all over the world. A thousand years ago, the world's greatest critic of the Heavenly Machine Eleven Kings was in Zhongzhou Shence Mansion, and the thousands of schemes of the Zuojia Ming Sect came from here. In addition, there is also the Academy Palace's 'Haoran World', and the Thirteen Killings of the Ming Sect founded by Qin Changsheng through the ages!"

After Song Changling said a few more words, he closed his mouth again.

Looking at him, it looks like he really doesn't know anything.

Lin Huang retracted his gaze, not embarrassed by the latter, but slowly chewed Song Changling's words, although it was only a few words, Lin Huang could also get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of Zuojiaming's demeanor thousands of years ago.

Eight-part congregation.

Qinglong, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, and White Tiger are four.

The legacy of the eleven kings of the heavenly machine.

The school palace is the world's greatest.

Qin Changsheng.

Mingjiao thirteen kills.

......

There were one name after another echoing in his mind, Lin Huang didn't know why, others read tasteless names, but it aroused a sense of spring and autumn in his heart.

I don't know, what kind of era was it with magnificent waves and heroic tragedy......

Call!

Lin Huang breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, left all the worries in his heart, and slowly entered Qingtian City with the flow of people.

"Rumbling...... Rumble...... Long ......"

Outside Qingtian City, when Lin Huang and Song Changling had just approached the moat, a huge rumbling sound suddenly sounded behind them.

The whole earth trembled, as if a mountain had collapsed behind the crowd.

Lin Huang turned back.

I saw that dozens of miles away, a huge demon beast suddenly appeared, a giant elephant as tall as a mountain.

The giant elephant didn't walk fast, but every step was extremely heavy, like a 10,000-pound boulder falling to the ground. What's even more amazing is that the giant elephant that is dozens of feet tall is actually covered with golden armor, and the armor is full of jewelry, which looks extraordinary...... Rich!

It's like a moving treasure mountain.

"It's ......"

Lin Huang looked at the giant elephant and frowned slightly.

Song Changling on the side nodded, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and said, "Seventh-level demon beast, Tianzun Dragon Spirit Elephant!"

Lin Huang nodded, naturally knowing the origin of this giant elephant.

The Heavenly Venerable Dragon Spirit Elephant moves like a mountain, and has a defensive force comparable to a steel city wall. The all-out blow of the ordinary Martial Emperor realm may be able to leave a trace on the latter's body.

What's more, in addition to its terrifying defenses, the Heavenly Venerable Dragon Spirit Elephant also possesses a powerful destructive power.

A seventh-level demon beast, but it is comparable to the existence of the Terran Martial Saint realm. Even in the vast Taixuan Domain, it was difficult to find a few Martial Saints.

Lin Huang frowned slightly, and quickly moved his gaze upwards to look at the back of the giant elephant...... I don't know where it is, but I actually used the seventh-level demon beast Tianzun Dragon Spirit Elephant as a mount.

A strong man who has stepped into the Holy Realm?

Lin Huang raised his head, but his vision was blocked by the thick and majestic body of the giant elephant, and he couldn't see the person on the back of the Tianzun Dragon Spirit Elephant.

Outside the city, many people flew into the void, wanting to see who the master was. However, that day only the dragon spirit elephant exhaled, and the terrifying coercion and wave of qi threw everyone to the ground.

"Do you know where it came from?"

Lin Huang patted Song Changling's shoulder with his hand.

"Hmmm......"

Song Changling held his chin in his hand, his eyes swept over the bejeweled giant elephant, and after a little contemplation, "If the guess is right, it should be the merchant's person!"

"Which merchant?"

Lin Huang asked.

Song Changling raised his eyebrows and looked at Lin Huang pitifully, "You won't know, I don't know how many hidden clans there are on the mainland, and with your current identity, you can't see it at all!"

Lin Huang's face suddenly turned dark.

"This is the Qingtian City of the Taixuan Domain, I don't know where the masters are here, Emperor Lu Dong is far away!"

At this moment, a mighty voice suddenly sounded in the Blue Sky City, like the sound of a dragon in the void.

Then, everyone inside and outside the city turned their heads, only to see a figure in green clothes rising from the center of Qingtian City, and between a few breaths, like a long rainbow hanging upside down in the sky, it suddenly came, and stood in front of the Tianzun Dragon Spirit Elephant.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared...... It seems that he is also a powerful martial saint!

Song Changling hadn't seen the origin of Tsing Yi's middle-aged age, but there was a commotion among the surrounding warriors. Everyone looked at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in the void, and their expressions were shocked.

"It turned out to be ...... Lu Donghuang, the city lord of Qingtian City who has been in retreat for more than ten years, has appeared in person!"

(End of chapter)