Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

That night, Lin Shuguang appeared in Si Qianjun's office with a rare serious look on his face.

"I want to know the news of the Hidden World Sect."

Si Qianjun was a little silent, but more surprised, "I thought you wouldn't be interested in them, sit down."

Lin Shuguang sat across from him without saying a word.

Si Qianjun pondered for a moment, "Under my understanding, the Hidden World Sect is just a layer of mystery given to some special sects by the world. Their essence is a martial arts force, and it is nothing more than that the inheritance is a little longer than everyone else. "

After taking a sip of tea to moisten his voice, Si Qianjun said again: "You think about how many sect powers there are in our continent, there are countless, the martial arts power of the year is similar to that of now, some have survived the years and passed down, while others It was directly broken and the inheritance was forgotten by the world...

But you shouldn't think that they are very strong just because they have been inherited for too long, it's not. A hundred years ago, the top officials of Daxia used the power of the whole country to find the hidden world sect. That time we found 20 hidden world sects. Except for three whose strength is similar to the outside world, the rest of the hidden world sects have long since disappeared, even theirs. Inheritance is also incomplete...

Why is the current powerhouse only at the Profound Profound Realm at the highest level, because everyone's legacy is only up to this point. "

What Si Qianjun said was similar to what the silver blazing angel told him back then.

Lin Shuguang had doubts in his heart: "People in the world say that the first world change occurred in the entire continent 300 years ago, but we now clearly know that the real cultivator did not start 300 years ago. Whether the disappearance has long been known to the higher levels ?"

Si Qianjun shook his head, "It doesn't matter whether they know or not."

Facing Lin Shuguang's gaze, he sighed: "What happened 300 years ago, this question has troubled everyone so far, but is it important? Even survival is a problem, who would have the energy to think about 300 years ago. the truth?"

Lin Shuguang fell silent.

For a moment, he raised his head, "That Dongying man has some value, and his back is related to the ancient corpse that appeared in the space tunnel."

Si Qianjun nodded and said solemnly: "The mission of the second stage has already started from the provincial capital. The Dongying person you brought tonight is of great use... We now suspect that Dongying is trying to awaken some kind of terror. The existence of this kind of existence will seriously threaten the security of the mainland, and our ministry has decided to stop their unrealistic idea regardless of the consequences..."

Lin Shuguang has already guessed it from Watanabe Bridge, and it is not surprising at the moment, "Old rules, whoever needs me to kill, say it directly when the time comes, but remember to pay."

"Stinky boy." Si Qianjun scolded with a smile, "The training resources for you have arrived, eight thousand-year-old treasures."

Lin Shuguang waved his hand and went straight to the training room, with eight precious medicines taken from the Ministry of Resources in his arms.

Sitting cross-legged in the room of the training room, taking out the special wooden box, the strong fragrance of the eight precious medicines is refreshing.

Lin Shuguang grinned, the real good medicine, after eating them, the attribute value can skyrocket.

At the same time that Lin Shuguang was concentrating on his cultivation.

Inside the space tunnel of the falling mountain.

A small island trapped by the ocean, looking from a distance, is lined with green trees.

Only when you get close can you find a strange scene - the trunk of these trees is actually composed of countless skeleton heads.

Among the green trees in the forest, there is a stone statue that stands out from the crowd.

Under the altar, hundreds of tribal members gathered at this moment, both men and women with white skin, tall stature, and the language of speech was exactly the same as the two corpses that Lin Shuguang caught before.

Obviously this is the corpse tribe guessed by the scientific research institute, and it is also the ancient corpse tribe in Shen Hongxue's mouth.

Hundreds of ancient corpse clansmen knelt down under the stone statue, and an old man like a wizard stood on the stone statue with a small drum filled with strange patterns in his hand, and quickly said "spell" while beating.

Just a few days ago, they disappeared two clan members, and the slaves sacrificed from the outside also lost contact. This kind of thing made the members of this tribe nervous.

They are going to hold a sacrifice ceremony this morning, trying to communicate with the god of stone statues and obtain information.

The old wizard danced like crazy, and a strong goat was carried onto the high platform by four young men with pious eyes.

The old wizard personally took out the ancient dagger, took out the heart from the living goat, and carefully offered it at the foot of the stone statue. Then, holding a black bowl full of blood in his hand, he sprinkled it around the stone statue.

After doing all this, the old wizard knelt down at the feet of the stone statue, uttering strange sacrificial language, and all the clansmen under the high platform also knelt down,

Then a clear and cold wind rushed from all directions, the blood around the stone statue rose into flames, and a faint light flashed on its body at the same time.

I saw the goat's heart gradually dwindle, and finally disappeared... The goat, who was still twitching on the high platform, suddenly froze, and was completely breathless.

There was silence all around.

Those clansmen under the high platform were full of awe and fanaticism.

Under the dim light, the old wizard seemed to be out of his body, but everyone knew that he was communicating with the god of stone statues.

After a long time, the old wizard suddenly opened his eyes, as if he saw something terrifying, his turbid eyes scorched towards the east, "God said, there is our mortal enemy there!"

All the clansmen stood up suddenly and shouted angrily:

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

...

Lin Shuguang knew nothing about what happened in the space tunnel.

After refining eight natural treasures, the four attribute values ​​have made a lot of progress, and each item has been improved by more than 200 points. In this way, he is close to the 10,000-calorie attribute value mark. step.

hum!

The air twisted.

The familiar blood-colored figure suddenly appeared.

Lin Shuguang immediately rolled up his sleeves with a ruthless look on his face, "My son, I'm finally willing to come out! Hurry up and solve the problem of corpse bugs with me! I can't go back now because it has a home!"

I haven't seen each other for a long time, and Lin Shuguang looked so angry when they first met.

The blood-colored demon knife didn't seem to react, and was frozen in mid-air for a long time.

In a flash, Lin Shuguang jumped up and pinched it with both hands, "Speak or not!"

The blood-colored demon knife didn't even struggle for a while, and helplessly appeared in the air a few words:

[Soul, the corpse's favorite]

Lin Shuguang was startled, the bloody demon knife took the opportunity to escape, and the writing appeared again:

【The corpse is afraid of thunder, you don't have to worry about it】

Seeing this, Lin Shuguang wanted to do it again, "I'm not afraid, but what about my family?"

The blood-colored demon sword fell into silence, [too many fetters, affecting cultivation]

Lin Shuguang glanced at him and said lightly, "Of course it doesn't matter if you don't have a father or a mother."

Scarlet Demon Blade: "..." It froze again, the blade trembled, as if it had been greatly insulted.

Lin Shuguang sneered and said indifferently, "If you have something to say, let's not talk about crossing things. I can't see the benefits of farts, and it also caused me to provoke me."