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In front of a small slope, Bai Peng, wearing a red-gold robe, stood there, holding a torn-through book in his hand. There was basically no sound in the book in his hand.

But even so, he was still extremely focused when looking through it.

Beside him, an old man with a long beard stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was extremely calm and calm. When he looked at the world, his eyes showed a sense of pride, giving him the feeling of overlooking all living beings from a high place.

This old man’s name is Han Zhan!

He is the previous generation sect master of Jijing Mountain and the grandfather of the current sect master of Jijing Mountain. He is also the powerful sect leader of Jijing Mountain. Because of his existence, Jijing Mountain can firmly sit on the giant-level throne.

As early as 30 years ago, the Korean War had already become the upper realm of Tongxuan.

After 30 years of seclusion, my strength must have improved even more.

At this time, Han Zhan suddenly asked: "Have you found it?"

Bai Peng responded quickly, "Old Sect Master, according to the records in the "East Lake Chronicle", the secret treasure is probably hidden behind the Baizhang Waterfall. But I sensed it and didn't find any caves or anything like that."

""East Lake Chronicle" cannot be wrong, because it was written by the person who left this secret treasure. If it is not true, there is no need for him to divide the information into three categories and throw out nine copies. Now that the second part is known, then

Take a risk.”

"Well, I'm going to explore the way right now."

After that, Bai Peng headed towards the waterfall and began to climb up the waterfall along the slippery bluestone. The water from the waterfall kept slapping on his face and eyes, causing Bai Peng to stop and go.

But when he reached the middle, he discovered the cave in the waterfall.

It was only the size of a five or six-year-old child. Although there was water lapping at it, the edges and corners were not smoothed by the water. There were still some fine dense lines on both sides of the hole.

It’s the same type as Naruya’s characters!

They are all Longbiwen!

After half a stick of incense, Bai Peng went down the waterfall and said to Han Zhan, who had been waiting there for a long time: "Old sect leader, the entrance has been found."

"Well, how long until Hanyun comes?"

"Senior Hanyun should be arriving soon. It has been 5 hours since I sent the signal. With the speed of Senior Hanyun, the great demon of the Wing Tribe, he should be coming to us now."

As he spoke, Bai Peng took out a parchment scroll from his arms.

There are a few black spots on the parchment roll.

Four in total.

Two represent them, and the other two represent Shan Long and Han Yun.

Little did they know, just when they found the entrance, there was a man who looked to be no more than forty years old at the top of the waterfall half-crouching in the water. The clear water, as if it had been created out of thin air, just covered his chest.

This person is the Tongxuan Shangjing of Feiyu Island.

Qin Tian.

The previous generation head of the Qin family.

After he saw Bai Peng going down the waterfall, he immediately jumped towards the bottom of the waterfall.

After the person fell downwards and took a breath, he disappeared, as if he had evaporated in an instant.

When he was already standing in the cave inexplicably, he slowly unfolded the parchment in his hand.

After glancing at the words above, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that they didn't collect the fourth copy. The only way to enter the cave is to jump... This senior is really interesting."

He didn't care whether Feiyu Island was part of the Hundred Sects Alliance or not. Obtaining the secret treasure left by the Shenxuan Upper Realm was the most important thing. As long as he got it, he would have absolutely no rivals in East Lake.

Of course, this is his conservative estimate.

If the Shenxuan Shangjing can spend so much effort to solve a thousand-year mystery, then the secret treasure must be stronger.

For this reason, we had to have a head-on conflict with the Hundred Sects Alliance.

After entering the cave, Qin Tian took out a moonstone, lit up half of the cave and walked forward slowly. The sound of dripping water could be heard from time to time in the cave, intermittent, as if someone was following behind.

In the end, the cave became narrower and narrower.

Finally stopped outside a stone door.

After walking into the stone chamber, Qin Tian saw a wooden box, which had decayed for thousands of years and was no longer in shape. But the things in the box were eternal, so Qin Tian immediately reached out and plucked it away.

He pushed aside the wooden debris, but just as he was about to pick up the thing that was mourning, a voice came.

"Qin Tian, ​​thank you."

"Hanyun!"

Qin Tian's expression suddenly changed, and he put it into the Tibetan Ring without even having time to see what it was.

After collecting the Tibetan ring, he immediately picked up the long knife and rushed out of the cave.

He knew that he couldn't be blocked. Once he was blocked, he would die.

At this moment, at the entrance of the cave, there stood a man in white shirt holding a sword, as well as Bai Peng, Shan Long and Han Zhan. The four of them were smiling and waiting for Qin Tian to appear. It seemed that all this had already happened

Premeditated.

When Qin Tian came out, Shan Long was the first to speak, "Senior Qin, please take out the things. Handing them over will be a great contribution to the alliance, and the Hundred Sects Alliance will definitely give you a huge compensation."

Qin Tian did not respond, but asked, "Have you planned this for a long time?"

Shan Long said coldly: "Of course, although Bai Peng and the others don't have the fourth copy, our Hundred Sects Alliance does."

"Hand me over, unless you kill me first."

Qin Tian knows that since you have no way to go to heaven and no door to earth.

Now that his little plan has been seen by the people of the Hundred Sects Alliance, he has nothing to show off. As long as he takes them back and practices, no one in East Lake will be his opponent again.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of trembling pulse came.

The long sword in Qin Tian's hand suddenly surged with overwhelming sword intent, and the blue energy gathered on the blade and slashed towards Han Zhan who was blocking the door.

"I'm afraid you won't do it!"

Han Zhan smiled, opened his pulse gate with a bang, and punched Qin Tian's knife.

Bang!

Between the fire and flint, swords and fists clashed,

The next moment, Qin Tian took a few steps back, while Han Zhan did not move at all.

"you!"

Qin Shan was slightly surprised.

Han Zhan smiled and said: "I didn't expect that over the years, my strength has improved so much faster than you. In fact, I have been waiting for the day to compete with you for a long time, and today is just the time to get to know each other."

"Are you half-decent?"

"Almost, but it's enough to kill you."

Han Zhan sneered, his fist trembled, and pulse energy suddenly rushed out around his fist. In an instant, Han Zhan rushed out again, clenched his fist and smashed it towards the sky.

When Qin Tian saw the situation, he was horrified and immediately raised his sword.

"Zhan Feng!"

With one strike, the sword struck Han Zhan directly like a violent wind. When the second and third swords were struck, Han Zhan was no longer where he was. He had dodged the sword intent and clenched his fist before arriving in front of Qingtian.

Seeing that the fist was about to fall towards his chest, Qin Tian seemed to know that he could not beat him, so he closed his eyes and chose to give up.

However, when the fist arrived, Qin Tian suddenly disappeared. Bai Peng and the others beside him saw a black shadow rushing out of the cave, breaking through the hole that could accommodate a child.

The third update...the fourth update will be out as soon as possible. If I am still in the mood to write after 12 o'clock, I will get up early in the morning to write like yesterday if I am not in the mood.