Chapter VIII Handwriting of Warrants

"Boom!"

A soft sound broke the silence.

The fat Taoist priest's body suddenly shuddered, his eyes widened, and when he turned his head, it turned out to be a giant wolf much bigger than ordinary people, and for some reason, it actually kicked down a wine jug, so it made this sound.

Facing the gaze of the fat Taoist priest, the giant wolf bared his teeth and grinned, although he looked fierce on the outside, but no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be a flattering sneer.

The fat Taoist priest glared, and said angrily: "I'm stealing wine again, get out of here!"

The giant wolf immediately wagged his tail and fled. And secretly happy in his heart, I don't know what good things this fat Taoist priest encountered today, and he easily exposed his crime of stealing alcohol. Otherwise, although you won't die today, you won't be able to escape with a combination of punches and kicks.

The fat Taoist priest shook his head, and when he turned around, his expression had returned to calm.

"Good apprentice, you said that person came in from the Heavenly Demon Wind Canyon?"

"Yes. Fan Yiyan said solemnly: "There are only two ways to enter the sect from the back mountain, except for that one path, there is only the Heavenly Demon Wind Canyon left. ”

The fat Taoist priest frowned and asked, "Who is that, and what kind of cultivation?"

Fan Yiyan's face suddenly became strange, and he said, "That person's name is Yu Linghe, it should be a believer's cultivation, right?"

"What, believer?" the fat Taoist priest's voice suddenly raised an octave, and he exclaimed, "My good apprentice, you're not blind, are you?"

Even after hearing such words that bordered on insults, Fan Yiyan was not angry. Because he understood the mood of this fat Taoist priest very well, even when he first met Linghe, he was not much better. What's more, the fat Taoist priest has never seen it, so even if he is ten times surprised, it is not surprising.

Fan Yiyan nodded. Word by word: "The disciple didn't look away. ”

The fat Taoist priest stopped the noise, he knew his disciple's character, since he was so sure, then there would be no mistake nine times out of ten. However, a believer can do such an astonishing thing. Then there is no heavenly reason.

Tilting his head sideways, the fat Taoist priest looked blank, shook his head and said: "No, no! How strong the demon wind was that day, even if he went in for the teacher, if he insisted on crossing it, I am afraid that it would eventually turn into a place of blood." Hehe, a believer kid, was able to cross over. It's incredible!"

The disciple thought the same thing. Fan Yiyan took out the note he was carrying, handed it over respectfully, and said, "Master, that person said that he was ordered to break through." After a pause, he added: "The disciple's knowledge is limited, and I can't tell which uncle's handwriting is this. However, this is a warrant from the elders in the door. There will be no fakes. ”

The ancient Shumen can be inherited for countless years, and naturally has a complete set of secret methods.

There is also a special mark on this warrant. It can be proved that the owner who wrote it is indeed a strong sect. But there are many masters in the sect, and the fat Taoist priest has seen a lot, but Fan Yiyan can see very few.

The fat Taoist priest took it, his eyes swept over the contents, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

This guy dared to let a believer try to pass through the Heavenly Demon Wind Canyon. I don't know if I was kicked in the head by a donkey? Giving this kind of assessment order is a knife to kill people and send people to death......

However, he immediately thought of the little believer who was bound to die. And it really made him successful.

His gaze swept and fell on the warrant.

Although his strength is not bad, it is also insignificant among the even more impressive ancient Shu Sect. The reason why he can take the position of the steward of the back mountain is not because of how powerful he is, but because he has means that ordinary people can't reach.

In this honest belly, there is an inscrutable ability.

At this time, his eyes were fixed on the warrant, and his brow immediately furrowed.

This is a good hand, it seems that I have seen it somewhere. But, for some reason, he couldn't think of it. However, he did not act rashly, because in these few lines of handwriting, he actually felt an awe-inspiring majesty, and this majesty could be revealed between the lines, which was simply incredible.

Fan Yiyan asked in a deep voice on the side, "Master, which elder's handwriting is this?"

The fat Taoist priest rolled his eyelids and said, "There are so many elders in this sect, but absolutely no one can write such words!"

Fan Yiyan was stunned, he gasped, and said slowly: "Could it be that this was actually written by the Supreme Elder?"

The elders in the ancient Shu sect are already figures that should not be underestimated, although they are far from being the top figures in the sect, but once they leave the sect, no matter where they go, they are all first-class powerhouses.

And the Supreme Elder is more and more different, they are all the most powerful existences in the sect, second only to the legend, the super existence of the sect master who is almost undoubtedly with the immortals.

Each of them came forward, and as long as they stomped their feet slightly, it would make the entire sect, and even the Daodong Domain, tremble.

The handwriting of such characters is by no means easy to see by today's Fan Yiyan.

However, the fat Taoist priest's face became more and more suspicious, he shook his head, and said, "No, I have seen the handwriting of all the Supreme Elders, and there is some difference from this." He smacked his mouth, looked at the warrant again, and wanted to say that the man who wrote these words was nothing more than an unknown person. But when the words came to his mouth, his eyes were taken by the strict law in the handwriting, and he couldn't speak.

Fan Yiyan blinked his eyes and said distressedly: "Alas...... Which one gave the order to Brother Yu? It can't be a channeling envoy like a disciple, right? We don't even have the qualifications to withstand the Heavenly Demon Wind......" He scratched his scalp and said casually, "This can't be the sect master's handwriting, right?"

The ancient Shumen sect master, that is the Shinto Heavenly Breeze Immortal, is a figure like a god in the world.

Fan Yiyan said it casually, but his heart tightened inexplicably, and he immediately covered his mouth firmly, as if he was afraid that the sect master would hear it.

However, the fat Taoist's eyes widened.

When Fan Yiyan spoke, his eyes did not take off the warrant for a moment. And even he didn't expect that Fan Yiyan, this kid, would actually bring the topic to the sect master.

At that time, he was about to scold, but his eyes saw a golden light abruptly on the handwriting on the warrant.

This golden light flashed and disappeared in an instant, but the fat Taoist priest could see it clearly.

"Ahh At this point, if he could no longer guess who this warrant came from, he would be really blind.

Although he has been a member of the sect master for more than 100 years, this is the first time he has seen it!

At this time, there was only one thought in his heart, and it was really the word of the sect master that could have such divine power.

Looking up, his eyes sparkled, and he exclaimed, "Disciple, where is that man now?"

Fan Yiyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the master puzzled, not understanding why he suddenly became so excited. However, he didn't dare to hide the master's inquiry, and said, "The disciple placed him in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain. He paused and said, "Don't worry, with the care of the divine beast, there will definitely be no problems." ”

"Divine Beast Caretaker?" The fat Taoist priest stood up suddenly, and a terrifying aura was released from his body, and the aura was so powerful that even Fan Yiyan was staggering under his feet, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

"yes...... Master, is there anything wrong?" Fan Yiyan asked humbly.

What the strength of that divine beast is, no one can be sure. However, within the sect, it is said that only the sect master can have fun with it, and even the Supreme Elders such as Luo Zhanying, the head of the Sword God Guard, are respectful in front of the divine beasts, and they dare not have the slightest disrespect.

In front of such a divine beast, what else does Master have to worry about?

However, the fat Taoist priest's face was pale, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, I'm not worried that someone is making trouble, but I'm worried that he will be swallowed by the divine beast, and we won't be able to explain." As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped his foot heavily, and his figure was already rushing out like electricity.

Fan Yiyan looked dazed, he didn't understand why the master was so anxious, he was simply angry.

His heart moved, and he remembered what Shicai himself said, and slowly, his face gradually turned pale.

The warrant, the handwriting that seems to contain supreme power in the elegant.

At this moment, he seemed to understand something, and couldn't help yelling, but also turned around and ran out.

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In the pavilion of the mountain road, Yu Linghe was quietly drinking tea, but his heart was full of thoughts.

Just when he sensed that he seemed to be under the attention of some super powerful person, he didn't immediately jump up, but still sat there, and even the hand pouring the tea did not waver in the slightest.

After passing through the Heavenly Demon Wind Canyon, his concentration and will climbed again, and he had reached a new realm. As long as the hidden powerful being didn't show the intent to kill, he wouldn't be flustered by this.

"Hehe, you're not small......"

A loud laugh sounded from behind him, and Yu Linghe got up and turned his head to see that it was a tall giant man.

He was at least six feet tall, and he had a wide body and a large face, and the hair on his head was even thicker, and a huge nose was high and protruding.

Yu Linghe's eyes lit up slightly, and in his sea of consciousness, the lion chess stood up abruptly, releasing a strong and powerful aura all over his body. However, this is not a sign of hostility, but a joy and relief. It's like walking alone in the desert and suddenly meeting a companion.

The lion-nosed man on the opposite side stopped in surprise, he looked carefully at Yu Linghe, and gradually became brighter.

For some reason, Yu Linghe just had a feeling that this person's attitude seemed to have undergone a huge change at this moment.

PS: It's late today, Khan!(To be continued.) )