The ninth hall, the artistic conception pavilion, the second floor.

Xuanyuan, who was dressed in white like snow, carried a jet-black scabbard, and slowly walked in, looking at the curved bow and eagle drawing on the wall.

His brow furrowed slightly, staring at the picture.

I don't know how long he stared, his eyes flashed slightly: "Strength? This way of power is too weak, even if the world is shattered into a wilderness, my sword path will not be destroyed!"

He raised his hand to point, and a wisp of sword swept towards the relief on the wall.

This wisp of sword light directly penetrated the eagle on the heavenly dome, and the entire heavenly dome penetrated a pitch-black hole.

Behind the hole is a door.

He looked as usual, and walked indifferently to the door.

......

Not long after he walked in, the same ninth hall, the second floor of the Artistic Conception Pavilion.

Tang Lin's figure walked in, he looked at the relief on the wall, and was a little surprised: "It turned out to be the way of the wilderness, and the force of the wilderness ......"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Break the way of the wilderness with the way of the wilderness, I don't know how?"

With a finger of his finger, a tiny red wyvern leaped into the relief and wrapped around the hunter's body, binding him to immobility.

After the little dragon flew in, the stone-like relief suddenly turned into a living thing, and the eagle eagle standing still in the sky suddenly took the opportunity to swoop down and tear off the hunter's head. At the same time, the red dragon climbed onto the eagle's claws and launched a fierce fight.

The eagle roared into the air, its sharp claws clawing at the little dragon.

The little dragon was very nimble, wrapping around its body, binding its claws, and wrapping its tail around its wings.

The eagle was entangled by the little dragon, screamed, and fell vertically from the sky.

The little dragon wrapped its entire body around it tightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the eagle's feathers, and when it fell to the ground, it was completely unable to move.

The eagle's corpse dissipated like smoke and turned into a door.

Tang Lin smiled and walked into the door.

......

Artistic conception pavilion, third floor.

The Buddha of Tianyin stared at the dark relief, silent in thought, he had already calculated that he had been delayed here for two or three months.

He was a little anxious.

Although he was able to maintain a calm state of mind when he was meditating, he was never able to comprehend the artistic conception on the relief.

What does darkness represent?

He couldn't figure it out.

......

Another space, the third floor.

The head of the White Feather Sect looked at the pitch-black relief, his face lost his calmness, and he was a little gloomy, and his slightly raised eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"It's not the origin, it's not the beginning, it's not the origin, it's not the way of darkness, it's not the way of devouring, it's not the way of extinction, what is it?"

"What is the Tao that can devour eternity?"

He thought hard, almost racking his brains, but he still couldn't find a way, he only prayed in his heart that the Tianyin Buddha would not participate in enlightenment.

......

Third floor.

The black-robed old man looked at the relief in front of him, and on the black relief, there was no light, as if it had swallowed everything.

He stared at it, and suddenly, his expression moved, his eyes flashed brightly, and he smiled: "I see, so it is!"

"Haha......"

He laughed loudly, full of pride: "On this dark relief, it is actually engraved the way of great hope and hope!"

"No wonder, the silence that can devour me, this ancient lost avenue, actually appeared here, haha......"

His eyes shone brightly: "If you say there is hope, there will be hope in the world, and if you say there is happiness, all living beings will feel happy!"

"If you say that there is no disaster, there will be no disaster in the world. ”

"This is the way of hope!"

"No matter how strong my silence is, I can't extinguish hope, even if I can extinguish the hope of all beings, I can't extinguish the hope of heaven and earth. ”

"The hope of heaven and earth is like giving birth to life, so that light can be born in the darkness, this is the hope of heaven and earth. ”

He smiled heartily, and the dark relief in front of him was no longer all darkness, but a ray of light.

A ray of hope.

This ray of light floated like a star in the center of the dark relief, shimmering with brilliant light.

He slowly raised his hand, and a rich gray-black aura permeated out, invading the dark relief, and instantly eroded into it.

That ray of light was obscured by this gray-black aura.

Although it cannot be extinguished, it can be concealed!

When the light was masked, a door appeared behind the relief!

"The Mansion of the Four Emperors is mine!" The black-robed old man's eyes shone brightly, and his figure quickly flashed, and he came behind this door.

Behind the door is the fourth floor.

"What?" The black-robed old man looked around and said in a daze: "How can it be the fourth layer, it should be the Fourth Emperor's Mansion, is it right to enter the Four Emperors' Mansion first?"

His face was blue and white, and a strong murderous aura suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "The spirit of the mansion, I know you're here, tell me, what's going on!!"

Under his murderous voice, an ethereal voice came into his ears: "The Mansion of the Four Emperors, there was a new master a minute ago, and you are one step late." ”

"One step too late?" The black-robed old man's mind "boomed" and became blank, and after a while, he roared: "Impossible, with Tianyin's little bald donkey, and Bai Yu's bastard boy, how can it be possible to comprehend this way of hope, how is it possible!!"

......

In front of a red-gold palace, Tang Lin's figure appeared out of thin air, he squinted his eyes slightly, and only slowly opened his eyes when he felt the dazzling golden light gradually dissipate.

In front of him, is a vast and majestic palace, such as a golden mountain shining in the sun, each piece of glazed tiles on it is delicate and delicate, the eaves of the pavilion are full of ancient charm, and the two gates in front of the main gate are majestic and magnificent.

The most magnificent thing is the four words on it: The House of the Four Emperors!

Tang Lin was completely stunned.

What, what's the situation?

I just broke through the third floor of the Artistic Conception Pavilion, do you want to be so grand?

In front of him, a ray of white light suddenly appeared, and in this white light, a small white tiger was revealed, about the size of a palm, if it weren't for the word "Wang" on his forehead, Tang Lin almost thought it was a kitten.

This little white tiger is striped all over his body, very beautiful, but his slightly chubby figure makes people always have a ...... The feeling of wanting to strangle it.

"Wow Ka Ka, I've been waiting for hundreds of millions of years, and I've finally seen someone who is qualified to be the master. The little white tiger floated in front of Tang Lin, his two front paws wrapped around his chest, touched his chin with his paws, and looked at Tang Lin up and down with dark eyes: "Tsk, yes, although the strength is weak, but the artistic conception can reach this level, it can be regarded as a wonderful flower!"

Tang Lin's head was full of black lines...... It's really a tiger's mouth that can't spit out human words.

The little white tiger's voice was as crisp as a child's voice, immature but proud, and said: "Your artistic conception has reached the third level of the ninth hall, and you are the first to reach it, so I announce as the spirit of the imperial tomb that you are the new trainee master!"

Its tiger face was full of seriousness.

Tang Lin felt that this joke was too big.

What's the situation?

The Spirit of the Imperial Tomb?

Become the new master of the Four Emperors' Mansion yourself? or apprentice?

"What about the Buddha, what about the head of the White Feather Sect?" Tang Lin looked at the little white tiger and said, "I'm not dreaming, they haven't become the masters of the palace, but I have become?"

Little White Tiger said lightly: "Be calm, this is the rule of the Imperial Tomb, your artistic conception is very strong, your comprehension is very amazing, and you are the first to pass the assessment, so you are qualified to become a trainee master." ”

Tang Lin rubbed his head for a long time before he reluctantly accepted this fact: "What about the rest of the people, why am I the trainee master?"

"Because you're weak. The little white tiger spread out his two little tiger claws, shrugged his shoulders and said, "When will you break through the power pavilion of the ninth hall, you will become the real master!"

Tang Lin rolled his eyes.

The power pavilion of the ninth hall has not reached the realm of immortals.

"Come with me, and I'll tell you about your authority, and your mission. The little white tiger hovered on Tang Lin's shoulder and floated forward.

Tang Lin could only follow behind it.

"The master didn't pass, but I passed?" Tang Lin was still delirious by this sudden happiness.

He just broke through the third floor of the Artistic Conception Pavilion, realized that the dark relief was the light of hope, and then suppressed it with the light of all beings.

When he passed, a golden light suddenly appeared on the relief, and when he opened his eyes again, he appeared in this mysterious place.

"Could it be that the master and none of them have comprehended the artistic conception on the dark relief?" Tang Lin groaned in his heart, he didn't recognize how difficult the artistic conception on the dark relief was.

In his mind, Tianyin Buddha had an extraordinary experience, and he must have already attained enlightenment, but he didn't expect that looking at this situation, he was actually ahead of him.

At this time, Tang Lin had already followed the little white tiger to the majestic golden palace, and in the spacious lobby, there were all kinds of ancient books.

The lobby was so wide that it could almost fit into a hill, and Tang Lin looked at the rows of bookcases on the walls around him, dumbfounded.

"You can see all of these, recording all the martial arts in the world, as well as formations, talismans, and the divine language techniques of the Divine Language Clan, etc. ”

The little white tiger looked big and said, "Let me tell you first, with your identity as a trainee master, you can't move the palace. ”

Tang Lin was dumbfounded and said, "Then what can I do?"

"You can use the resources here to cultivate. The little white tiger said leisurely: "The vitality here is hundreds of times richer than that of the outside world, and one year of cultivation here is worth a hundred years from the outside world!"

"Moreover, there is still fairy energy here!"

"If you cultivate with immortal qi, the speed will reach a terrifying speed!"

Hearing Little White Tiger's words, Tang Lin's eyes lit up, and his breathing became heavy.

Immortal!!

Only immortals can swallow the immortal qi that they breathe, if it is used for cultivation, then the speed will not fly?

He was so excited that his body trembled slightly, but the next sentence of the little white tiger made him pour cold water on his head, and his heart was cold: "It's just that the immortal qi here can't be cultivated for you, and it has to be repaired by the imperial mansion." ”

As he spoke, the little white tiger spread out his paws and looked at Tang Lin innocently.

(To be continued)