Knock! Knock! Knock!

Four huge bells rang out, like thunder roaring, and like the heavens and the earth cracking. The bronze ancient bell swayed slowly, and its sound spread outward like ripples, and soon its sound spread throughout the entire Lingyue Sect from top to bottom. After hearing this bell, the disciples of the Lingyue Sect were all shocked in their hearts, and they walked out of the place where they were staying in confusion, looking up at the bronze bronze.

Then, an old voice sounded, and the voice came from nowhere, but it came into everyone's minds with the bell of the bronze ancient bell.

"The disciple who won the big competition of the sect last time came to the top of Lingyue Peak within half an hour, and there was something important to discuss. ”

As soon as this voice appeared, Han Lin was shocked in his heart, his eyes swept around quite vigilantly, and after a breath, he came back to his senses, thinking that it was just his own heart, and there should be no one to monitor this place.

It's not because Han Lin is a multi-minded person, it's just that he has too many secrets on his body, and it's not a big mistake to be careful. As for this old voice, Han Lin only heard one sentence and knew that it was a green pine.

"Qing Song told us to go up to the peak at this moment, could it be that the immortal secret realm was born. ”

Han Lin pondered for a moment, and in an instant, he guessed Qing Song's thoughts. If the Immortal Secret Realm was born, his life in this Lingyue Sect should be over.

Han Lin had already made up his mind that after saving Du Xiaomei's life in the Immortal Secret Realm, he let the Dao Fang escape with the magic array and leave the Lingyue Sect from then on.

After all, a primordial infant like Qing Song coveted the magic weapon he carried, and if he stayed in this Lingyue Sect, he would definitely die. Only if you rebel and come out, although you may be hunted down, although you will die nine times, you will have a chance to live after all.

Of course, Han Lin wanted to take his life into his own hands, rather than hand over his life to others.

At this moment, while thinking, Han Lin had already taken steps, walked out of the door of the wooden house, and walked towards the mountain. He was the one who was the farthest away from the peak among the several disciples. This half an hour was specially reserved for him by Qingsong.

At this time, Han Lin was still with Qingsong Shi's benevolent appearance, and he didn't want to tear his face with him so early, and the most important thing was that Han Lin was not sure whether the Dao Fang's formation could be used in front of the eyes of a Yuan Infant powerhouse, and if Qingsong interfered with the spell, would it make this fleeing formation invalid.

If that's the case, then his Han Lin's life will be gone, Han Lin is a person who cherishes his life, and he will definitely not put his life in danger.

Even if he wanted to betray the Lingyue Sect in the future, Han Lin decided to do it in the secret realm, not outside the secret realm.

"Since you have all arrived, then go to the ancestral hall with this seat, and after worshipping the ancestors, you will have the elders of the inner door to carve the life card for you!"

Ziyun Zhenren, who was standing in the air, saw Han Lin go up the mountain, and frowned without a trace, he had always hated such a procrastinating person, especially since this person was still a miscellaneous disciple.

However, although he showed disgust on his face, he only glanced at Han Lin, then withdrew his gaze, and led the way ahead with a serious square face alone. A certain number of six disciples silently followed behind him.

Han Lin didn't care about Ziyun Zhenren's dazzling gaze, he was just a little puzzled at the moment, why Qingsong and Zilin weren't here. It was clear that Qing Song had used his magic power to inform them, but why had they disappeared now?

However, this doubt was fleeting, and Han Lin was relieved in his heart, it didn't matter if the old fox of Qingsong was not here, every time Han Lin stood beside the old fox, he would feel an invisible pressure.

"That's not right!"

Han Lin raised his head and looked at these people carefully, and suddenly found that something was wrong, there were no six disciples here, and there were only five in total if he was counted.

One is missing!

Jin Zhifei!

Han Lin counted it carefully, and immediately reacted, Qing Song's disciple, one of the three core disciples of the inner gate, Jin Zhifei was actually not here.

"Could it be that something happened to Jin Zhifei?"

Han Lin instantly connected the news that Jin Zhifei and Qing Song were not here and came to this conclusion.

"It's just that what can happen to Jin Zhifei in this Lingyue Sect?"

Han Lin had doubts in his heart, he pondered for a moment, but he didn't have a clue for a long time. With Jin Zhifei's identity, he can almost walk sideways in this Lingyue Sect, what can happen?

"When I arrived, this place is the ancestral hall of my Lingyue Sect. ”

Ziyun's voice woke up Han Lin, who was deep in thought, and he looked up at the ancestral hall in Ziyun's mouth.

Han Lin originally thought that the ancestral hall of the Lingyue Sect should be quite magnificent and beautiful, after all, such an ancestral hall could highlight the identity of the four major sects of the Lingyue Sect and the Jiang Kingdom.

However, the reality is very different from what Han Lin thought, although this place occupies a large area, it is all made of some wood, which is no more than two feet high, and some of the wood has even begun to decay, making people wonder if it can hold on.

This ancestral hall is full of yin and gloomy, full of decay and dying atmosphere, which makes people frown at a glance and don't want to look at it again.

"When you enter this ancestral hall, you must have reverence for the ancestors of the Lingyue Sect, and dare to be disrespectful, no matter what kind of identity this seat is, you will kill it with your own hands, and follow suit!"

Ziyun's face sank like water, his gaze swept over everyone like electricity, and finally after pausing for a breath on Han Lin's face, he said coldly.

"Yes, Elder!"

Everyone replied one after another, and then followed Ziyun Zhenren into the ancestral hall.

As soon as he entered this ancestral hall, Han Lin felt that it was dark in front of him, and mottled light and shadow appeared through some cracks in the roof, making the entire ancestral hall bright and dark, and coupled with a decadent breath, Han Lin only felt that this place was extremely strange and extraordinary.

As soon as Han Lin entered the ancestral hall, what caught his eye was the portrait of Chi Lingzi, the ancestor of the Lingyue Sect, hanging high, with red hair and red eyes, not angry and arrogant, majestic!

On the other two sides are some spirit cards and clay puppets, these clay puppets are only two or three inches high, but they are lifelike, just like real people.

"Now this seat is going to worship the ancestors of the Lingyue Sect, you can wait on the side first, or worship by yourself. ”

After Ziyun coldly threw down these words, he grabbed a handful of incense in his hand and began to worship these spirit cards on his own.

When the disciples heard this, they also dispersed, holding incense and candles in their hands, and went to worship these spiritual tablets.

"Proud junior brother. ”

When Han Lin was thinking about where to start worshipping, suddenly, a delicate voice came from his ears, he turned his head to look, but found that the extremely charming Tang Qian, who had stood beside him at some point, was looking at him timidly with a pair of big eyes, like a young girl who had just opened her love.

This woman is really amorous and indescribable.

"Where do you want to start worshipping, the concubine will rise with you. ”

Tang Qian opened her mouth gently, her voice was tactful and melodious, making people's bones crispy.

"No need, Ao Mou is usually a loner, and he is not good at partnering with others!"

Han Lin said coldly, this woman's mind is impure and she is a scourge, he doesn't want to have too much to do with this woman.

After speaking, Han Lin held the incense wax in his hand, turned around and left, not caring about the big beauty in front of him.