Chapter 92: Old Antiques in the Treasure Pavilion

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"His exercises, I really didn't give them, if you want to learn it, go to him yourself."

"What's more, this seat has not broken the rules, and has not broken the vows to give him the exercises of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"Stand down..."

Inside the main hall of Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Master, who had already recovered from his complicated emotions, explained to the two girls he had turned into under the Dao stage, his tone full of helplessness.

Although it was to make these two girls stop.

But Tongtian is not lying.

He did not break the rules of the sect.

[Shangqing Jue] is his own practice.

Even the pavilion spirits who are fond of exercises can't understand it, so the [Shangqing Jue] is not in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so naturally it is not considered the main practice of interception.

And it's reasonable to pass on your own exercises to your own disciples, right?

So he didn't break any of the rules of the sect that had been set before.

Under the platform.

Originally, they were still wondering what the surprise of Tongtian just now was the reason for the Pavilion Spirit and the Water and Fire Fairy Child, and when they heard this, the two looked at each other again.

They all saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

They have been practicing with Tongtian since they were born, so they know very well that Tongtian's temperament will definitely not lie.

Or rather, he disdains lying.

"Could it be, that is the exercise of quenching the body with thunder? Is it really his own? ”

"And what kind of somersault cloud's body magic power is called, and it's also his own?"

"Heh, this kid is really talking nonsense!"

Ge Ling muttered to himself, his silver eyes glowing with anger.

The next moment, her figure flashed, she came to the outside of the hall, and directly picked up the Ninefold Hidden Scripture Pavilion and headed towards the treasure cliff where Xiao Yi was.

As for what Tongtian has not broken the rules.

She left them behind.

In the main hall, there was suddenly only the water and fire fairy and Tongtian left.

They have big eyes and small eyes, without the blessing of the pavilion spirit, where would the water and fire fairy dare to mess around anymore?

Her momentum immediately weakened a little, and she didn't dare to look at the eyes of the sky again.

"Master, the fire in the alchemy room in the apse seems to have forgotten to go out, I'll take a look."

The water and fire fairy cowardly threw out this sentence, turned around and spread his calves and ran towards the apse of Biyou Palace...

The temple was finally quiet.

"Whew..."

"Finally stopped, these two girls are too annoying..."

Tong Tian on the platform exhaled a long breath, feeling that the woman was even more difficult to deal with than the Demon Sect back then.

Between the words, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his eyes were empty, and he looked towards the treasure cliff...

Before he founded the sect, he knew it would be difficult.

Even after becoming holy, I always feel that there will be a causal calamity in the dark.

But what happened recently made him find it very interesting.

It's much more interesting than before becoming holy, spending countless years and cultivating will only be boring...

"Master, you just get used to them..."

At this moment, a deep voice sounded from under the platform.

Pulled back the consciousness of Tongtian that was emptying his eyes.

But I saw that under the Taoist platform, the middle-aged man who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, like a dead man, had already opened his eyes.

The Tongtian Sect Master smiled and said, "Old Niu, you finally woke up, tell me what you have done during this time..."

"The old slave obeys..."

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Treasure Cliff Plaza.

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded.

I saw that the nine-fold Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that was like a silver shoot soaring into the sky slammed in front of the Fenbao Rock.

And with it.

It was the Pavilion Spirit who was dressed in a snow-white robe and a silver-haired shawl.

"Stinky boy!"

"How dare you lie to me!"

"You come out for me!"

"Give me back the exercises!"

At this time, how could Ge Ling still have the fairy aura that Xiao Yi had when he first saw her.

I saw her roll up her sleeves, scolding, and her snow-white fist fell directly on the treasure rock.

"Boom!"

A loud concussion erupted between the two.

The cultivation of the pavilion spirit is really not low, and with a simple punch, it directly beats the Fenbao Rock of the top-grade innate to the treasure level slightly.

It's just that Ge Ling hasn't waited for Xiao Yi in the Dividing Treasure Rock to appear.

An angry roar came from under the Treasure Cliff Square: "Who! Lao Tzu just fell asleep, don't bother me! ”

"Don't you disciples of the sect have any quality!"

"Don't let the dragon sleep!"

The voice.

It's none other than the primeval Yang Jiaolong who was suppressed under the abyss of the Treasure Cliff!

At this time, his roaring voice was full of anger and great grievance.

After all, it's okay to be suppressed, and don't let the dragon sleep well.

The treatment of this prison is too bad, right!?

"Phew! Who are the disciples of the Interception Sect? Can't even recognize your aunt and grandmother? ”

"Return the dragon? You're a Jiao! ”

"It's not good to find a way to evolve into a nine-clawed dragon, and you know how to sleep all day long!"

"How did you get enough to sleep?"

"Your age! You bloodline, can you sleep? ”

"Is there a bit of a show?"

Ge Ling, who already felt that he had been deceived by Xiao Yi, could not release the anger in his heart.

It just so happened that this primeval yang dragon was blocked on the muzzle of the gun, and it was directly hit by Ge Lingyi three times in a row, and every sentence was critical.

Suddenly.

The primeval yang dragon under the abyss of the treasure cliff was dumb.

I don't know if it was touched by the soul, or if I recognized the sect leader.

In short, there is no longer a dragon roar from under the abyss...

"Humph!"

Ge Ling looked at the Taigu Jiaolong and didn't anger him anymore.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at Fenbaoyan again, rolled up his snow-white sleeves, revealing his jade lotus-like arms, and wanted to punch out again.

"Silence!"

Suddenly!

An old voice reverberated violently through the square.

Ge Ling, who was originally arrogant and completely sorry for the image of the fairy, was suddenly stunned, and his arm raised in mid-air suddenly stiffened.

She turned her head and followed the voice blankly.

The source of the sound was immediately discovered.

It is from the palace [Treasure Pavilion] at the end of the square, which is only one story high, looks unremarkable, and has a very low sense of existence.

Ge Ling's face changed suddenly.

The next moment!

She actually fell to the ground with both knees, knelt directly towards the Treasure Pavilion, and hurriedly said:

"The girl thought you were out on a trip."

"I don't know you're in the Treasure Pavilion, the girl knows it's wrong, please forgive me!"

At this time, Ge Ling's face was full of panicked looks, where was there still the arrogance of the dragon before?

Seeing her like this, the existence with an old voice in the Treasure Pavilion did not stop teaching: "Girls, even if you don't know how to be reasonable, you are still so vulgar!" ”

"The Pavilion should be where it is!"

"I'll punish you for going back and copying [Biyou Jue] 10,000 times!"

Hearing this, Ge Ling's beautiful face was full of grievances, and he almost cried.

But she still didn't dare to say more.

"Whoa!"

I saw that she hurriedly answered, and then turned around directly and picked up the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and turned into a streamer, and fled...

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Meanwhile.

Xiao Yi was completely unaware of everything that happened outside the Fenbao Rock.

Because at this time, he was in the Dividing Treasure Rock space, and he was already immersed in the artistic conception of cultivating [Shangqing Jue].

There was only the primordial god of the earth immortal realm in the dantian, and his breath rose suddenly, and he finally began to break through...