Half an hour,

Lin Xuan finally stopped with Yu Jian.

Looking up, a huge barren mountain appeared in front of you. Although this mountain is majestic and steep, there is not the slightest human habit, not even trees, based on such a scene, you can imagine what the legendary Zangjing Pavilion will look like.

"Hmm!"

Lin Xuan's eyes sank, and he muttered to himself, "Did I go to the wrong place?" or did this jade slip lead the wrong way?"

According to Yu Jian, this sect Hidden Scripture Pavilion was built by the predecessors in the past with a lot of time and energy, even if it didn't have a magnificent appearance, at least it shouldn't be as dilapidated as this.

"Maybe the life of a cultivator is like this!" Finding a reason for himself in his heart, Lin Xuan walked up the mountain quickly.

This place looks barren from a distance, but when you really step into this mountain, you will find that there are carved railings and jade everywhere, golden pavilions abound, and even the stone slabs on the ground are jade and jasper. It was as if everything that had been seen before was an illusion, as if the area was shrouded in layers of unsightly objects, making it impossible to peek into it

Many disciples in yellow robes walked past Lin Xuan, causing them to look sideways at Lin Xuan.

Those eyes were scornful, without the slightest concealment. Just by virtue of Lin Xuan's clothes, they had already made a guess about Lin Xuan's identity.

"A dress like this is obviously from the worldly mortal realm, this should be a disciple who has just entered the sect. Lin Xuan's golden clothes attracted the attention of the surrounding disciples, "Here he still holds a sword in his hand, does he think he is still in the mortal realm?"

"Hehe, Senior Brother Wang Hao, a mortal who is lucky enough to become a cultivator doesn't seem to deserve our attention!" A lean young man smiled lightly, "Senior Brother Wang Hao was born with a spiritual root, and now that he has entered my Demon Barbarian Sect's Demon Tribulation Peak, he has already reached the peak of the thirteenth layer of Qi cultivation after only six years of cultivation, how can this ordinary mortal be compared!"

The young man on the side was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and said no more. Although when he saw the two magatas at the center of Lin Xuan's eyebrows, he suddenly felt a sense of fear that made his scalp tingle and swept through his body, but he didn't think that a junior disciple who had only cultivated to the eleventh level of Qi cultivation would be able to challenge himself beyond the level.

"Delusion?" Wang Hao's eyes flickered, he glanced at Lin Xuan deeply and turned his head to leave.

Not long after, in the land of this Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Lin Xuan came to a golden-white giant tower, which rose from the ground to the sky and into the sky. It seems to be carved out of gold and white jade, giving people a sense of noble and extraordinary crystal clarity.

The huge tower is like a giant beast crawling on the ground, which makes people feel terrified.

As soon as Lin Xuan approached, the door of the giant tower opened silently, and a middle-aged man with a rickety body walked out from inside, this middle-aged man seemed to be seriously ill, and he walked staggeringly as if he would be planted on the ground at any time.

He was dressed in white like snow, wearing a pitch-black ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and a shawl with long hair like ink, dancing without the wind. He raised his right hand and grabbed it, and the jade slip in front of Lin Xuan immediately flew into this person's hand. After one glance, his eyes closed.

After a while, his face gradually became gloomy.

"Lin Xuan, from now on, you are the sixth true disciple of the Demon Barbarian Sect's Demon Hell Peak, and I will give you a magic weapon, a spiritual weapon, and a storage bag.

True disciples have the right to have a peak in my Demon Barbarian Sect as their own cave house, so in my Demon Barbarian Sect you can establish your own cave house except for some special areas. Then this person shook his right hand, and immediately a gray pocket fell into Lin Xuan's hand.

Looking at the gray pocket in his hand, Lin Xuan was stunned.

"Huh??"

"What??"

Then he recalled that all the cultivators he had seen along the way had such pockets hanging from their waists.

"Mana can be probed inside and take out the items inside. The middle-aged man glanced at Lin Xuan and spoke lightly.

Look away.

"Where has the old ghost Han Ke gone, do you know?"

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan frowned slightly.

"He left these things behind and left, I don't know where he went. ”

"Ha!" The middle-aged man was not surprised by this answer.

"If you meet him again in the future, you will let me know. ”

His hair fluttered, and although Lin Xuan was very dissatisfied with such a statement, he still nodded.

"Yes!!"

"Well, okay!" the middle-aged man waved his right hand again, "Go in, and with your identity, you can choose four magic decisions on the third floor inside."

If you take out the token in your hand, you can naturally find a more powerful spell. ”

Lin Xuan raised his head, hung the storage bag on his waist, and glanced at the giant tower of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. Take a deep breath and step in expectantly.

The moment he stepped inside, Lin Xuan's expression suddenly changed.

It seems to have come to a strange space, surrounded by fog. A whispered murmur came from all directions, but nothing could be heard in my ears.

At this moment, the fog surged on all sides. It was like blue waves condensing in front of Lin Xuan. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a mirror.

This mirror is all composed of mist, and it is impossible to see all the faces, but there is an ethereal momentum around it. When it appeared, it was suspended in mid-air, motionless.

Lin Xuan's eyes froze, and after a moment of silence, he stepped forward and took out the token that Han Ke had given him and placed it in front of the mirror.

In an instant, a deep voice echoed around me.

"Han Ke, the sixth disciple of the Demon Barbarian Sect's Demon Hell Peak, you can go and choose four Dharma Decisions. ”

Lin Xuan withdrew the token, his eyes were like torches, and he whispered to himself: "This token belongs to Old Demon Han Ke, why does he want to give me his token?

At this moment, the mirror that had melted into the fog slowly disappeared. Lin Xuan knew that perhaps the current immortal fate was all determined by Han Ke's identity token.

The mirror dissipated, turning into a staircase that spread upwards in front of Lin Xuan, and I don't know where the end is.

Lin Xuan sighed softly, his eyes showed a decisive look, stepped on the stairs, and walked up. At the same time, as he continued to advance, the stairs behind him slowly disappeared.

At the same time, the monks who were just outside the giant tower of the scriptures, suddenly, saw the golden light flashing on the pavilion. The light grew stronger and stronger, dazzling and dazzling.

Looking at such a scene, the voices of the monks around him were noisy.

"It seems that a disciple has entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but I don't know what kind of cultivation he will get!!"

"Creation depends on the person, and the higher the status, the greater the benefit. Although some people are lucky enough to get a good decision. However, this is only for the individual. ”

Some sharp-eyed people, staring at the light on the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, their faces changed greatly, and they said in a deep voice: "No!!"

The others were stunned for a moment, and their eyes turned to the Scripture Pavilion, and their faces also changed greatly.

I saw that after a light appeared on the Scripture Pavilion, three rays of light appeared parallel to it, following the giant tower of the Scripture Pavilion into the sky.

The six long rainbows form a six-character shape on the sky, which is extremely magnificent.

"True disciple, it's a good identity. Someone exclaimed.

"True Legend No. 6, my Demon Barbarian Sect has the identity of the True Legend Six, except for the Demon Hell Peak, and only six are vacant from the True Legend of the Demon Hell Peak to the Ninth Sect, why does it appear now??"

In the midst of the discussion, the six characters in the sky suddenly changed from white and gold fonts to large blood-red characters. This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, like a series of thunderclaps exploding.

"Impossible...... No way...... It can't be ......" An old man looked at the sky with a horrible look in his eyes.

"Sect Master......... Identity........."

Some other people who looked older looked at the word and their minds went blank.

"Since two thousand years ago, there has never been a sect master in my Demon Barbarian Sect, he ...... Are you back......"

"Back then, the Demon Barbarian Sect hadn't split into ten different forces like it is now, if it weren't for that bloody battle, maybe ...... My Demon Barbarian Sect is stronger than it is now. ”

"Hmph! When he left, he brought my sect master token with him to tear my sect apart, and now he dares to come back!!"

truly

Han Ke gave Lin Xuan a token, not only the identity name of the true disciple, but also the sect master token that belonged to the previous sect master.

Han Ke ran away and took the token with him, and there was no news. Since then, the Demon Barbarian Sect has never had a sect master token, nor has there ever been a sect master.

In order to compete for the leadership position, the major forces of the Demon Barbarian Sect were divided like this......