Xing Zhao led the Su Temple into the passage, where the stone wall had been inlaid with stone bricks, and the Night Pearl was placed on the stone platform carved out of the stone wall.

Su Ci was vigilant around, the passage was much longer than expected, and it turned several corners.

He also saw the crossbow arrows placed on the passage, and some strange carved patterns.

The only sound of their footsteps in the whole environment was the sound of their walking, and not even a single person could be seen, and the silence was eerily silent.

After walking more than 100 steps, Su Ci finally saw that the front became suddenly bright, and at a glance, there were more than a dozen steps, and there was a wide stone chair on the stepped platform, with a strange shape, the back of the chair was carved with a tiger head, but the stone pillar was carved into a lion's leg.

Su Ci didn't pay too much attention to the stone chair that exuded domineering, but the person above.

It was a man in a high hat, dressed as a businessman, with a somewhat haggard face covered with a somewhat melancholy look, and a faint sadness emanating from all over his body.

He has a long black beard under his nose, his eyes are looking down at the ground where there is nothing, and his eyebrows are full of sorrow.

Su Ci had never seen this person, but he didn't have to guess to know that this was Kong Ling, the big boss of Qianbai Trading House.

It's also the person I accidentally offended.

Kong Ling sat down on the wide stone chair, holding a puppy made of dogtail grass in his hand, dangling it in his hand.

There were two people standing next to him, wearing black robes, and they couldn't see their faces, but judging by their figures, they should be two of the three great grandmasters who appeared at the banquet that day.

Su Ci walked out of the passage and saw the entire cave room thoroughly,

The height alone is high enough, from the stone steps down, two rows of these eight stone statues are placed opposite each other, five or six meters high, invisibly giving people a strong sense of coercion.

Su Ci recognized at a glance that this was the Eight Great Saint Kings enshrined by the Haotian Sect in Yangzhou, and the first two were holding a mouthful of the round sun and a mouthful of the dark moon in their hands, which corresponded to the Bright Saint King and the Dark Moon Saint King in the Haotian Sect's canon.

The former gives light to the rest of the world, while the latter takes away filth from the world.

Of course, Su Ci didn't believe this, the so-called coercion could not affect him, but it was very unexpected and surprising to see such a tall stone statue standing in this stone cave in person.

Maybe this is what the teacher said, the underground base of Haotian Sect set up in the southwest.

There were many expressionless faces standing on both sides of the stone statues, as if they were dead stone statues without the slightest expression, if it weren't for the aura emanating from their bodies, Su Ci would have almost wondered if this group of people was dead.

These people were dressed in the same black robes, and their heads were slightly bowed.

There were two red threads on the black robe that fell from the shoulders, representing the Red Sun Doctrine of the Haotian Sect.

These people were still and didn't even tremble the robes on their bodies, as if they were very afraid of Kong Ling sitting on them.

But Su Ci still noticed the figure standing at the end, the person tilted his head back slightly, he probably wanted to see what Su Ci looked like.

There are many brightly colored patterns painted on the middle avenue, there are various mythical beasts that only exist in rumors, and there are also some unrecognizable words.

Su Ci guessed that it should be a text that belonged to the Haotian Sect alone, and it was rumored to be given by God, and now it has become an important way for the Haotian Sect to transmit the secret text.

Not many people on the mainland know this kind of writing, unless they really follow the Haotian canon and follow the teachings of the Haotian Pope.

It can also be seen from this that Kong Ling must be a disciple of the Haotian Sect.

Su Ci's already heavy mood became more complicated because of this, Kong Ling took him here, and it can be said that he had already told him his identity.

But such an important information, such an important position, brought him in like this.

Will you be able to get out alive?

Xing Zhao saluted upwards and said, "Master Kong, Mr. Su has arrived." ”

The ritual he performed was not the Great Presence Ceremony, but the authentic Divine Kingdom Ceremony, with his hands stretched out straight and then crossed, his right palm falling on the back of his left hand, and then raising his eyebrows and bowing down with his body.

Bow more than 90 degrees, almost against yourself, and your hands are stacked between your knees, representing absolute surrender.

Kong Ling's originally haggard face regained a little expression when he heard this, as if he hadn't seen Su Ancestral Hall before.

Indeed, his eyes were very hollow, and the moment he stood up, Su Ci could even see that his body was very weak.

He saluted politely, looked at the surrounding environment and said, "Kong Dashan is really a good man, he actually opened up such a cave immortal mansion in such a place. ”

Kong Ling carefully put the puppy made of the dog's tail in his hand on the table beside him, looked at Su Ci with a smile and said, "This is not my handiwork, I have such an ability there." ”

His voice was weak, and his pale cheeks were like an old man dying of death.

Su Ci looked at this elegant face, and couldn't tell that this person was actually the mastermind of the Jinghe bloody clothes case, and he also stole the treasures of the six major factions.

Kong Ling put his hands into the wide cuffs, walked to the edge of the stone platform and stopped, "Mr. Su, Wan Shi Chaozong brought it." ”

"Naturally," Su Ci said with a smile, "But Kong Dashan people don't plan to let me take it out like this." ”

Kong Ling looked very tired, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Su Ci, so he gave the person next to him a look.

I saw that the man raised his hand and shot out a red light that fell on the opposite stone wall, and the round sun in the hand of the Bright Saint King suddenly bloomed with a golden light.

On the stone wall to the left of the Su Temple, a stone door was opened where there seemed to be no trace at all.

The two Haotian Sect disciples walked in silently, and Su Ci returned his gaze to Kong Ling and said nothing.

Kong Ling returned to his seat, Su Ci clearly saw the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and he couldn't help but be even more puzzled in his heart, and gradually Wushu standing behind him also frowned.

"What else is Mr. Su thinking about?"

Su Ci recalled that Xing Zhao did seem to have said another thing that day, and asked him to come forward to testify, that the parchment scroll was forged by Mr. Big, and that his actions on Mount Cebu were all planned by Mr. Big.

"Consider?" Su Ci said calmly, "I already replied to Xing Tang that day... Oh no... It should be Ambassador Xing,"

His gaze fell on Xing Zhao, and the Haotian disciples all claimed to be God's messenger in the world, managing the order of the world for God, so Su Temple called him so.

Xing Zhao was very satisfied with this title, he didn't want to lurk in Nanlin for a long time, and wanted to go to the Yangzhou Divine Kingdom, which was the grandest in Kyushu.

"I had already given a clear reply to Ambassador Xing that day, and I refused. ”

Kong Lin still looked at the dogtail grass in his hand and said, "Didn't he tell you that it was a bad decision?"

Su Ci said: "But it was a good decision for me. ”

"Can't Mr. Su see the messengers of God on either side of you?"

"Their light is so bright that I can't open my eyes, so I can't see it. ”

"If Mr. Su can't even see this ray of light, then how can he get out of here. ”

"Naturally, it's about walking out on your legs. ”

"If you don't want to do it, that's fine, but you..."

He paused, glanced at the gradual absence of books beside Su Ci, and said, "But the two of you must accept the baptism of Shenhui and become Haotian Sect disciples. ”

When Su Ci heard this, he wanted to laugh but held back.

But there was still a ridiculous sound in my ears, the sound of fading books.

She looked directly at Kong Ling above and sneered: "If the so-called messengers of God rely on Shenhui to live, then this may not be Shenhui, but feed, or pig feed." ”

The Haotian Sect disciples on both sides heard this, and at the same time stared at her.

Su Ci stretched out his hand and dragged the book, he really convinced this girl, there are some things that he knows in his heart, and how can he get along with each other when he says it.

If these dozens of Haotian Sect disciples made a move at the same time, it would be time to go to Lord Yama for a drink.

Looking at Kong Ling above with a smile, he said: "She has a problem with her brain, don't listen to her nonsense." ”

Kong Ling said, "What does Mr. Su mean?"

Su Ci's face was entangled, and he said: "Of course, I am extremely willing to become a disciple of Haotian Sect, that is, I can't memorize the Red Sun Doctrine, and second, I can't understand the Haotian Sect, so it's better not to pollute God's arms if I am a waste like me." ”

Kong Lin said: "There is nothing in this world that can pollute God's mind, as long as Mr. Su is willing to eat this pill, he will be my Haotian Sect disciple." ”

He suddenly molded a pill from his cuff, and Su Ci's cheeks twitched.

That's too hasty, isn't it?

When did the Haotian Sect accept disciples, this is not rigorous.

"For a person like Mr. Su who has God in his heart, why do you have to go through that complicated procedure, this is the magic medicine given to me by the archbishop, as long as Mr. Su takes this pill, he will be a member of my Haotian Sect. ”

When Su Ci was thinking about how to avoid it, there was a sudden sound of movement from the stone wall on the left.

The stone door opened.

When Su Ci saw the girl who was held in the middle by two Haotian Sect disciples, his heart, which had been quiet for a long time, thumped.

His expression couldn't hide his excitement anymore, and he couldn't help but shout: "Shanshan." ”

The girl who walked in the middle did not answer him, the girl's long skirt was swaying to the ground, the white skirt was hidden with red dark lines visible, there was a light veil to cover her face, and three blue streamers fell from the collar in front of her chest, and her original black and shiny hair had turned a faint yellow.

She didn't have any expression, and there was an extremely noble temperament flowing out of her body between walks, as if it was the most noble moon in the night sky, so bright and so quiet.

The steps are light, as if walking on a lake.

Su Ci only saw half of her side face, with the orchid earrings he gave her hanging in her ears, and her hair was like catkins brushing in front of his white forehead.

Su Ci was sure that this was the Shanshan he had been looking for, but not the Shanshan of his influence.

When Shanshan heard his voice, she wouldn't have agreed, at least she wouldn't ignore him at all, at least she should have glared at him, right?

It's like it is now, like a fairy living in the moon, and it's very cold.

"What's wrong with her?" Su Ci stared at Kong Ling suddenly, his voice full of anger, as if he would explode in the next moment.