Some people speculate that the Butterfly Killing Sect can be compared to a first-class sect in less than a hundred years, which is a breathtaking feat at the speed of a meteor crossing the sky, although most of the credit is to the Dragon Butterfly Demon King, but it cannot be denied that this sect with great potential is indeed rising.

The Scripture Pavilion is the source of everything, and as long as it is still there, the potential of the Butterfly Killing Sect will not disappear, so after staying for a while, it quietly left, leaving only the Butterfly Killing Sect itself.

The sky is vast, the butterflies are thousands of feet, and between the heaven and the earth, there seems to be a single body, and I have the wonderful meaning of self-purification.

On this colorful butterfly, the mountains and rivers are its embellishments, the mountains and rivers represent its patterns, and the flower crowd is its gorgeous color, and among them there is a lake with a face like a thin mirror, which looks like colorful amber from a distance, shining and dazzling.

This lake is not as small as Tingzhong Lake, it is more than ten times more than a hundred times larger, and in the surrounding mountains, the disciples of the Butterfly Killing Sect often come and go.

A red light like a dragon turned into a shape, flying from a distance, attracting people's attention, and standing above it was the setting sky from afar, and the clear sky in front of it.

"Is this a lake?" Luo Tian said in surprise, looking down, there was not a single ripple on the surface of the lake, the wind blew, and it could not show the slightest trace, and it could not see the bottom at a glance, but could reflect the appearance of the sky.

There are clouds in the sky, printed in the lake, birds seem to soar in the lake, looking at the lake, the water and the sky are the same color, can not distinguish which side is the sky, which side is the lake, the scenery is breathtaking.

Facing the falling sky and exclaiming, the clear sky was not surprised, giggled, and said in a slightly proud tone: "Of course this is the lake, all the guests who come to the Butterfly Killing Sect see the Butterfly Garden, and then look at the Tianjing Lake, they are full of praise, this is the handiwork of the Dragon Butterfly Demon King." ”

"Oh, Fairy Qing knows the Dragon Butterfly Demon King?" Luotian couldn't help but ask, his eyes never left Tianjing Lake, surrounded by high mountains but not blocked, although the lake surface is not alarmed, but there will be fish jumping up, everything is changed according to nature, leaving no trace of man-made spells.

At this time, Qingkong turned his head, looked curious, and said: "What? Luo Gongzi also knows? This Tianjing Lake is the formation that the Dragon Butterfly Demon King laid out casually when he built the Scripture Pavilion, I don't know the specifics, I only know that it is as old as the Scripture Pavilion, and it is left by the Dragon Butterfly Demon King, and it is an infinitely powerful formation." ”

Luotian nodded, didn't ask more, and said secretly: "Everyone knows about this Dragon Butterfly Demon King in the Butterfly Killing Sect, but they don't know much about it, and they still need to consult relevant information to be more of this person." ”

After receiving the inheritance, the changes in his body made him more and more curious about what this person with poor qualifications but invincible in the world was like.

The dragon butterfly halberd is still flying forward, the monks who come and go on the way, stepping on the colorful flying spirit treasures to pass by them, and enslaved the birds and beasts, the animals in the water, no matter how they stir the lake, they just can't set off a trace of waves, and they are secretly surprised to see when they fall into the sky.

At this moment, the clear sky pointed to the middle of the lake and reminded softly: "Luo Gongzi, look there, the Scripture Pavilion has arrived." ”

When you hear the words of the clear sky, the falling sky follows the sound.

I saw that there was a small platform in the middle of the lake, ten zhang in size before and after, and it could stand hundreds of people.

Octagonal corners, without bright colors and ornamentation, are made of ordinary stones.

On the platform, there is a square door, the front and back of the door are transparent, standing alone, I don't know what it means, there is a wooden table next to it, a wooden chair, sitting a middle-aged man, looks polite, there is a red mole on the eyebrows, the temples and black beard hang down, a cyan simple robe, engraved with butterfly patterns, holding a jade pen, sketching on the bamboo slips placed on the table.

Unlike other handsome and beautiful Butterfly Killing Sect disciples, this person

It just so happened that the sky was falling and the clear sky was falling on the platform, maybe it was noon, there were no people around, they didn't need to line up, they could go in directly, but how to get in? Luotian looked at the Tianjing Lake behind the square gate, and had no clue.

At this time, Qingkong tugged at his sleeve and said, "Luo Gongzi, come here." After speaking, he walked towards the middle-aged man, and Luo Tian quickly followed, half a step away from her, behind him.

When the two came to the middle-aged man, he didn't notice it, he still kept his head down and kept writing, frowning from time to time, and after thinking of something, he smiled.

Qingtian seemed to have known this person for a long time, and gave Luotian a reassuring look, and then slowly walked behind the middle-aged man, suddenly covered his eyes with both hands, and said playfully: "Guess who I am!"

The middle-aged man shook the jade pen in his hand, and the ink spilled two drops on the table, if it were an ordinary person, he would have gotten up and lashed out, no matter who was concentrating on doing something seriously, he would be angry when he was suddenly interrupted.

The atmosphere became solemn, and the middle-aged man was silent, making Luotian feel an invisible pressure, as if he was going to do something to him at any time, he slowly leaned his right hand back, held it on the dragon butterfly halberd, and was ready to defend at any time.

I only heard, "Bang!", the wooden table sounded, and the middle-aged man stood up suddenly, not very tall, about seven feet.

Shocked, Luotian clenched the dragon butterfly halberd, his eyes were sharp, and if he made a slight move, he would immediately pass the halberd.

I saw that the middle-aged man suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's Miss Sunny Sky, isn't it! Why do you have time to come here today?"

Dancing with his hands, with surprise in his tone, the jade pen in his hand swayed and splashed everywhere.

Qingtian let go of his hand and retreated to the side of the falling sky, with a sweet smile, and his jade feet were light, full of vitality.

It's the first time I've seen her like this, but when she saw the two of them, she slowly let go of her right hand, returned to her normal state, and looked at the two quietly.

The middle-aged man looked at the clear sky, grinned, two rows of white teeth shiny, the sense of oppression and majesty just now suddenly disappeared, he looked like a big boy, and said, "Miss Qing, long time no see!"

"Uncle Ya, we haven't seen each other for three years, you nerd!" said Clear Sky coquettishly, showing the temper of a child.

"It's been three years, how do I feel like it's only been three days? It's weird, it's weird!" said the middle-aged man, tilting his head, making a thoughtful look.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Luo Tian had a strange feeling in his heart, secretly thinking about how such an important scripture pavilion could be guarded by such a person?

Just thinking about it, Qingtian quietly approached Luotian's ear, and whispered: "Luo Gongzi, let me introduce you, this is the caretaker of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the tooth array, don't look at him crazy, in fact, he is the first formation mage of the Butterfly Killing Sect, the ground-level array mage, the master who quickly breaks through the heaven-level, and he is also a Jindan cultivator, for example, the formations in this Tianjing Lake are all repaired and controlled by him, and there are many more, the sect protector array, and the Butterfly Garden Forbidden Sky Array are all from his handwriting." ”

After some introduction, Luotian was obviously surprised, even if Jin Dan cultivated, the identity of the formation mage is still recognized as a ground-level formation mage, which is the three major professions, alchemy, refining, and cooking in addition to the mysterious profession, formation.

For the formation, Luotian has learned about it in the memory of the little devil, but he can't understand it at all, he doesn't have basic knowledge, he doesn't even understand a line, even if he is curious, it won't help.

So I was in awe of the middle-aged man, and sure enough, people can't look like the sea can't fight, and capable people are sometimes different. nodded, nodding slightly at the tooth array,

The old story is also over, and the clear sky goes straight to the topic, saying: "Uncle Ya, I came today to bring the prince here, he wants to appreciate the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, this is the sect master's token." ”

As he spoke, a small butterfly jade pendant appeared in his hand, engraved with three words, Sect Master Order.

"Oh?" said with a skeptical face, he didn't take the token and ignored it automatically, but came to Luotian step by step, a little shorter than Luotian, almost level, his eyes narrowed, and he looked Luotian up and down.

The jade pen in his hand was thrown back, and it happened to fall on the pen holder, and one more force would break, and one less force could not reach, and the control of power was perfectly presented with one hand.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, and Luo Tian had to admit that he couldn't do this.

staring at the falling sky, he said angrily: "Your name is falling sky?"

"Senior, it's down. Luo Tian said respectfully, in the face of the strong, he had respect from beginning to end, which was respect for strength and respect for his future opponents.

But the tooth array didn't eat this set, and circled around Luotian, faintly hostile, and said tentatively: "You don't seem to be a disciple of the Butterfly Killing Sect, right?" Because Luotian was just wearing an ordinary cloth clothes, not the clothes of the Butterfly Killing Sect, and there was no aura of sect exercises on his body, which made him very suspicious.

It didn't matter if the identity of the disciple of the Killing Sect was asked, Luo Tian replied very calmly: "Yes, I am a disciple of the Killing Sect below, come here to borrow it." ”

"What !!" Ya Cheng shouted, his arms flung back, his sleeves made a loud noise, and a stream of spiritual energy erupted from his sleeves, hitting the ground directly, setting off a violent wind, blowing his cheeks painfully.

Twisting around, glaring at the clear sky, he said angrily: "Clear sky, what the hell is going on? How do you bring outsiders to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! Have you forgotten the regular punishment of the sect?!" The language was fierce, like a turkey hair, and the whole body exploded, and he was no longer polite, calling the name of the clear sky, comparing the falling sky to an outsider, and not estimating the feelings of the two of them at all.

It can be said that one second is still a good gentleman, and the next second is like a mean old woman.

Obviously, Qingkong knew the temper of the tooth array, and he was not afraid, so he stepped forward and said half-coquettishly and half-seriously: "Uncle Ya, this Luo Gongzi has made an agreement with the sect master, and he has already agreed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, you can rest assured, it is only on the first layer, and he will not go to other places." He grabbed the arm of the tooth array and shook it vigorously.

This trick is a hundred tried-and-true results, the clear sky is from small to large, every time you ask the tooth array to do something, as long as you say so, you promise to agree.

It's a pity that she is going to fail today, she underestimates the weight of the formation in her heart for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the Dragon Butterfly Demon King, which is more important than his life, he is the person who knows the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion best, and the things in it must not be missed.

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