In ten minutes, Zhang Ling came to the top of the mountain, through the top of the mountain, in front of the mountain gate, Zhang Ling took out a token, the token is square, and there is an emperor on the token.

"Buzz!" After the mountain gate opened, Zhang Ling walked in, and walked forward for more than ten meters, and there was a very large square, which was where the disciples usually practiced martial arts.

In front of the square, there was the Three Emperors Palace, and at this time, someone saw him come back and shouted: "The young master is back!" ”

The other disciples who practiced martial arts stopped their movements one after another and shouted in unison, "I've seen the young master!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Ling was perfunctory, two disciples saw him coming back, so they left in a hurry, Zhang Ling glanced at it, how could he not know who these two people went to complain to!?

Come to think of it, he didn't have time to care. Continue to walk ten meters to the Three Emperors Palace, step up the steps, and walk inside.

The Three Emperors Palace, the side hall, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Master, I'm back." Zhang Ling's voice resounded in the hall, and after looking around, he finally found the master in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but ignored him.

"Master, what are you looking for?" Zhang Ling's voice came from behind.

"You kid, it's ten days and half a month to leave, leaving only my old man to rummage here, and it's half a day to look for it." Wang Huan, the hall master of the Three Emperors Palace, said, "By the way, what happened to your kid when he came back, right?" ”

"The master is so smart." Zhang Ling looked like a master was enlightened.

"Don't be poor, hurry up, get out of the way, don't delay the old man's time." Wang Huan glanced at him and said.

"Okay!" Seeing that the master was so serious, Zhang Ling said without joking, "That's the case..."

"Shabu!" There was an extra video stone in his hand, he swung it to the ground and said, "Master, please take a look." ”

After clicking it again, the video stone began to play the content inside, and after reading the content, Wang Huan asked, "Where did you get this thing?" ”

"Zheng family!" Zhang Ling said with certainty.

So, I briefly talked about the recent events.

"No, this is not the totem of the Ghost King Palace." Wang Huan denied.

"This is not the totem of the Ghost King Palace, so which force is this?" Zhang Ling said in confusion.

"This is a force that has disappeared for a long time, and that force is such a totem." Wang Huan said recallingly.

Zhang Ling's mind was blank now.

Wang Huan continued, "That force has disappeared for five thousand years, and five thousand years ago, that force caused chaos in the world, and was later eliminated by righteous people, and our Three Emperors Hall participated in it at that time. ”

"The Three Emperors Hall is also involved!" Zhang Ling's heart shook, "What kind of force is that?" ”

"That force is called the Nether Demon Cult." A cold light flashed in Wang Huan's eyes and said, "This force has disappeared for five thousand years, but I didn't expect that there are still remnants of evil. ”

"Then the Nether Demon Church won't seek revenge from various sects?" Zhang Ling's eyes flickered.

"Definitely..."Wang Huan replied.

"Then why did the Zheng family say that this is the totem of the Ghost King Palace." Zhang Ling was very puzzled, if the force behind the Zheng family was not the Ghost King Palace, who would it be?

And if the force behind the Zheng family is the Ghost King Palace, but, how should the totem be said!?

"Maybe the force behind the Ghost King Hall is the Nether Demon Sect that has made a comeback, maybe it's okay..." Wang Huan's seemingly inadvertent words woke up Zhang Ling.

"That's right! If the force behind the Ghost King Hall is the Nether Demon Sect, then it makes sense, master, I thank you. Zhang Ling suddenly realized, "That master, I'm leaving." ”

Looking at Zhang Ling's distant back, Wang Huan was thoughtful and silent.

When Zhang Ling left the main hall, there was a gloomy man ten meters away, witnessing Zhang Ling leaving, who was this person not Zheng Minghao?

"Zhang Ling! Zhang Ling! Zhang Ling! Zheng Minghao silently recited this name, and his eyes revealed a ruthlessness, if it weren't for this name, perhaps, the current young master would be him.