Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, in the Collection Pavilion!

The Collection Pavilion is a place where books are stored in the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, and it contains the classics that have been handed down from generation to generation in the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land.

At this moment, Zhuge Qingfeng, the Eighth Elder of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, was rummaging through this collection pavilion for something.

One by one, there was a long queue, and each of them was like a pair of invisible wings, constantly flying towards Zhuge Qingfeng, and then flew in front of him and flew back to the bookshelf.

And every classic book that flew in front of Zhuge Qingfeng was scanned by the power of his soul, and the content of the classics was immediately imprinted into his Zhuge Qingfeng's mind.

The power of the soul swept over the classics, and at this time, he saw Zhuge Qingfeng's brows furrowing deeper and deeper, and he slowly shook his head, he seemed to be a little disappointed.

Looking at Zhuge Qingfeng's appearance at the moment, he should be looking for something, but he shouldn't have found what he wanted.

"I heard Elder Leng Yi say that he had seen the record of the Holy Lord and the Nine Nether Skills, but he accidentally saw it in an ancient book in this collection pavilion, why didn't he see it." Zhuge Qingfeng murmured secretly.

"Elder Leng Yi said that when he saw that ancient book in this collection pavilion, it had been a hundred years!

100 years, hey, after all, 100 years, 100 years, there are too many accidents. ”

From the moment he walked into the Collection Pavilion, Zhuge Qingfeng began to look for it, and time passed slowly, and only a small part of the classics of the Collection Pavilion were not scanned by him.

However, the fewer classics remain, the more bottomless Zhuge Qingfeng is in his heart.

"Huh?" And at this moment, when an ancient animal skin scroll that looked extremely broken flew in front of Zhuge Qingfeng, Zhuge Qingfeng's face immediately moved, and he grabbed the scroll that had existed for countless years at a glance!

This scroll is recorded by an ancestor of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, and records some events of his time.

His eyes swept over the words in the scroll, and finally, Zhuge Qingfeng's eyes stared at the simple lines of ancient characters:

The Heavenly Desolation Divine Skill, when it was passed down by the Holy Ancestor, was called the Nine Netherworld Skills.

Today, the fifty-third generation Holy Ancestor of my Heavenly Desolate Holy Land has succeeded to the throne with cold will, and changed it to the Nine Demon Skills!

After reading that sentence, Zhuge Qingfeng's face moved, and he said in shock: "The Heavenly Desolate Divine Skill was once really called the Nine Demon Skills!" ”

"The classic book that Elder Leng Yi said a hundred years ago is that this ancient scroll is not possible?" His eyes were firmly fixed on the ancient scroll in his hand, and Zhuge Qingfeng said secretly.

However, at this time, Zhuge Qingfeng was a little disappointed, except for these few lines of ancient characters, the other records of this ancient scroll were not what he Zhuge Qingfeng wanted.

And just these few lines of content are of little use to him Zhuge Qingfeng.

At this time, Zhuge Qingfeng's right hand slowly let go, and the ancient scroll of the broken animal skin slowly flew away from his hand.

At this time, Zhuge Qingfeng no longer had any hope in his heart, after all, the era of Holy Ancestor Leng Aoyue was too long away from now.

Information about that era has been lost in the long river of history.

The classics in the Collection Pavilion continued to fly in front of Zhuge Qingfeng, and just as Zhuge Qingfeng was about to leave this Classic Pavilion, that handsome and extraordinary face changed again.

At this time, I saw Zhuge Qingfeng's fair-skinned, five-fingered and slender right hand suddenly poking out again, and tightly grasped a beast bone with an ancient desolate aura in his hand. "The Great Protector of the Dharma under the Holy Ancestor's Throne is the Codex!"

"Bad cause!" These two words, the disciples of the Heavenly Desolate Holy Land will not be unfamiliar, this great protector under the ancestor's throne is rumored to be a very powerful existence before ancient times.

He has followed the Holy Ancestor through countless battles and made great achievements!

It was in this collection pavilion just now, Zhuge Qingfeng saw a lot of records about the bad cause of the great protector of the Dharma in this ancient time.

"It turned out to be a codex left by the Great Dharma Protector!" Zhuge Qingfeng muttered softly, and the records in this codex were all imprinted in Zhuge Qingfeng's mind just now.

It is mentioned in the Codex that the Holy Ancestor once mentioned to the Great Protector that although the Holy Ancestor was from the Divine War Continent, his true hometown was a place called the Tianheng Continent.

The Holy Ancestor apprenticed to the first powerhouse in the Tianheng Continent, the Nine Shadows Emperor!

The spiritual skills practiced by the Holy Ancestor were handed down by the Nine Shadows Emperor......

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"Tianheng Continent! Holy Ancestor, it really came from the Tianheng Continent! At this moment, Zhuge Qingfeng's face was even more shocked.

He learned from the mouth of the Nine Demon Lord that the Heavenly Desolate Saint Ancestor Leng Aoyue was from the Tianheng Continent! Unexpectedly, this turned out to be true.

Then, he remembered the words of that one again, "Leng Aoyue, it's my disciple!" ”

"Mo ...... Could it be ...... It's true? ”

"Nine Demon Lords! The Nine Shadows Emperor! Shi Feng, the Nine Shadows Demon Lord, is the Nine Shadows Emperor mentioned by the Great Protector of the Nightmare Cause, the Netherworld! Could it be that he is really the master of the Holy Ancestor Leng Aoyue?

Can...... But...... He really looks like he's only eighteen or nineteen years old!

Not necessarily! He is the Holy Ancestor, if he uses the means of hiding his true age and the technique of rejuvenating his face, how can he see it with my eyesight.

Can...... But if that's the case, then he'...... Isn't he our Heavenly Desolate Holy Land, the true Holy Ancestor? ”

Zhuge Qingfeng muttered these words secretly, the more he thought about this, the more shocked he became, and a thousand waves had already been set off in his heart!

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The heavenly desolate holy land, on top of a cliff, is shrouded in clouds and mist.

At this moment, I saw two figures standing proudly on this cliff, looming between the clouds and mist.

"Xuan, do you really not remember me at all?" The two figures on the cliff, a man and a woman, are the old man Luan Bei and the beautiful woman.

And when the old man said that to the beautiful woman, his wrinkled old face looked a little sad.

Today, this beautiful woman looks dignified, naturally without the embarrassment of the strong man when he came, and when he heard the old man's words, he replied: "I'm sorry, I really don't remember knowing you at all." ”

She is a powerhouse of the Nine Star Demigod Realm, and the reason why she accepted this old man's invitation is entirely for the sake of that Nine Demon Lord.

"Xuan ......" The old man muttered this word softly, and said softly to himself: "That's right, back then, you were the proud daughter of the sky that everyone looked up to, how could you remember me."

Back then, we hadn't met a few times, and we hadn't crossed paths a few times, so how could you remember me as an ordinary disciple! Hehe, hehehehe! ”

When the old man said the end, the laughter full of self-deprecation echoed in this empty world.

Hearing his self-deprecating laughter, the ****'s brows furrowed slightly.