"The food in the Tianjian Sect is pretty good!"

Ling Qingyan patted his stomach lightly and walked out of the courtyard slowly.

It has been three days since I arrived at the Tianjian Sect. In the past three days, Ling Qingyan has almost visited the inner sect of the Tianjian Sect and basically understood the terrain in the inner sect. During the three days, Ling Qingyan also met some inner disciples of the Tianjian Sect. Compared with the "Wen Yi" he met when he first came to the Tianjian Sect, other inner disciples of the Tianjian Sect were simple and very angry.

However, since that day, Liu Yanran has never come to find Ling Qingyan again. Ling Qingyan has been wandering alone for the past three days, which made Ling Qingyan feel much quieter and a little uncomfortable.

After all, a few days ago, Liu Yanran was almost always with him except for sleeping and resting. Although she knew that Liu Yanran was like this because of the thin man, Ling Qingyan was not worried in her heart.

After all, the time spent together these days has made Ling Qingyan have a certain understanding of Liu Yanran's personality. He has the memory of his previous life and knows that Liu Yanran is just a temporary one and will be able to recover after a while.

Just when he came back yesterday evening, Ling Qingyan was planning to go out for a walk the next day, the sect leader "Lien Jun" and the sword-wielding elder "Fan Yiran" came together. They first chatted for a while, and then asked Ling Qingyan to go to Jianxiao Pavilion after breakfast the next day.

So after Ling Qingyan finished his meal this morning, he headed towards Jian Xiaoge. In his heart, the sect leader and the elder Zhijian were looking for him this time, so he should have asked him to worship the elder Zhijian as his master. After all, he has been in the Tianjian Sect for several days.

Although he was a human being in two lives, Ling Qingyan never had such an experience in his previous life... It was really the first time for him to become a master.

After walking through several paths, after greeting several inner disciples, Ling Qingyan also came to this Jianxiao Pavilion for the second time. He casually glanced at the plaque hanging high, and looked at the three words "Swordo Pavilion" without any special words, Ling Qingyan felt a little uncertain at this time. Could it be that it was really an illusion a few days ago?

When he arrived at the gate of Jianxiao Pavilion, Ling Qingyan saw that the sect leader "Lian Jun" was already standing inside. At this time, the sect leader of Tianjian Sect was looking up at an ancient painting on the wall. His tall back seemed a little unfathomable in Ling Qingyan's eyes.

"You're here."

As soon as Ling Qingyan crossed the threshold and entered the Jianxiao Pavilion, Lian Jun's voice came over like a vague sound, as if eyes were growing behind him.

"Sect Master," Ling Qingyan also came behind Lian Jun at this time, but his eyes followed Lian Jun's gaze and gathered on the ancient painting on the wall ahead.

Ancient paintings made of unknown materials seemed to have experienced countless vicissitudes. Ling Qingyan only glanced at them and felt an ancient aura coming to his face. This was not what surprised Ling Qingyan. What surprised Ling Qingyan the most was the man standing proudly on the top of the mountain in the painting.

The man was wearing a flowing robe, his long hair floated up automatically without wind. He looked sideways at the boundless sky in the painting, stretched his right hand straight, holding a simple long sword tightly, pointing at the cliff under his feet at a forty-five degrees.

Proud, lonely, vicissitudes.

This is the first time Ling Qingyan saw the man in the painting. At the same time, Ling Qingyan was also confused. Who is the man in the painting? Could it be that he was the ancestor of the Tianjian Sect?

"Sect Master, this painting..."

With doubt, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but look at Lian Jun beside him and asked.

"This painting is said to be painted by the first sect leader of my Tianjian Sect," Lian Jun was not surprised when he saw the incredibleness in Ling Qingyan's eyes, and continued: "However, no one knows whether the man in this painting is the ancestor himself."

Ling Qingyan was silent. He never expected that this painting was passed down thousands of years ago. If it was placed in the previous life, it was definitely an antique among antiques and a treasure among treasures. For a moment, a strange thought came to Ling Qingyan's mind. How much would it cost if this painting was sold in the previous life?

If Ling Qingyan's idea was known by Lian Jun next to him, Lian Jun would definitely be the first to slap this person who dared to desecrate his ancestor's handwriting.

"Let's go, take you to a place."

At some point, Lian Jun had already arrived in front of Jianxiao Pavilion, and the voice came over again. When Ling Qingyan heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he still followed.

The more he followed the sect leader Lian Jun, the deeper the doubts in Ling Qingyan's eyes, because Ling Qingyan only felt that the path they were taking was becoming more and more remote at this time, and he had already arrived at the back peak of Tianjian Peak.

The back peak of Tianjian Peak is almost close to the top of Tianjian Peak that stands like a long sword. It has been surrounded by clouds and mist for many years, and there are all tough rocks left by countless winds and rains, and they are shiny black. Even walking on this mountain trail, few people dare to look down, because there are already thousands of feet below.

At this time, Ling Qingyan followed Lian Jun and walked in the mountain path, but couldn't help but look down. Although his face had not changed, his heart felt a little cold. If he fell down at such a high place, he would definitely have no bones left!

Lian Jun, who was walking in front, seemed to have never turned around, but he had never stopped observing Ling Qingyan. At the corner before, the moment when the light in his eyes glanced at Ling Qingyan, Lian Jun's cheek couldn't help but smile.

He is worthy of being the one the master loves!

Lian Jun became increasingly satisfied with this junior brother at this time. Although as long as the master spoke, he would never refute the identity of Ling Qingyan, the recognition of the master was completely different from his own heart. As the leader of the Tianjian Sect, Lian Jun was never a proud person.

call!

Near the top of Tianjian Peak, the mountain wind blowing towards him was also a little cold. Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, Ling Qingyan, who had been to such a high place for the first time, was unable to help but fight a cold war when the slightly cold mountain wind blew. At this moment, Ling Qingyan suddenly saw a huge rock protruding on the cliff wall in front, with two words engraved solemnly-

Forbidden area!

The handwriting is so powerful that Ling Qingyan can easily see that these two words are completely caused by the sweeping sword energy. Such sword skills are absolutely horrifying. They can even be used freely in such a mountain path without any worries about falling under the cliff. For a moment, Ling Qingyan couldn't help but admire the person who carved the word "forbidden land".

"These two words were engraved by the first sect leader of my Tianjian Sect," Lian Jun looked at the two words with emotion and continued: "This place has been the forbidden place of my Tianjian Sect for thousands of years. In the sect, no one except the sect leader is allowed to break in without authorization. Once discovered, he will be sentenced to death."

Lian Jun said something more serious later, and it whirred in Ling Qingyan's ears.

Ling Qingyan couldn't help but realize something was wrong when he heard this. He had thought that the sect leader Lian Jun was going to take him to a place to perform the ceremony of apprenticeship with the elder of the Sword, but Lian Jun's words at this time completely overturned his idea. Just as he was about to ask, he found that he had turned a corner with Lian Jun and came to a protruding stone on the cliff.

The stones under his feet were smooth and complete, obviously as if they had been deliberately cut. At this time, Ling Qingyan had never cared about this. His eyes were already staring at the stone gate in the cliff in front of him. He could not have imagined that such cliff walls would have a different world! The two words between the stone gates were exactly the same as the previous handwriting, and it was obviously the first sect leader of the Tianjian Sect who carved it with a long sword.

"Sword Tomb!"
Chapter completed!