1768. The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight chapters of the wordless stone tablet!
The visitor was in an extraordinary state of mind. After a brief absence, she came back to her senses. She walked into the courtyard and coughed on purpose.
Unexpectedly, Lin Wenxian was lost in thought and did not hear it.
"Who are you? Where is Hua... Zhongyi?" Seeing that Lin Wenxian had not heard anything, the visitor had no choice but to speak calmly. Her voice was pleasant, but with an imposing aura.
Lin Wenxian finally came back to his senses and followed the voice to look at the beautiful figure entering.
This beautiful figure is a woman who is about twenty years old. She is wearing a light white gauze skirt, with black hair hanging down like a black waterfall. Her delicate face is covered with heavy makeup, making her look extremely coquettish.
What a beautiful person.
This was Lin Wenxian's first thought, but he quickly came to his senses, stood up quickly, and said respectfully: "I am Lin Wenxian, and the owner of the flower... I don't know where he has gone."
Although Lin Wenxian is now dressed in luxurious clothes, even the marks between his eyebrows have been erased by Hua Zhongyi, and he is served by servants, his heart is still that ninth-level slave, and this cannot be changed in a short period of time.
Seeing Lin Wenxian's embarrassed look, the visitor frowned slightly. After taking a look at Lin Wenxian's cultivation, he vaguely guessed something and said, "Are you Hua Zhongyi's servant?"
Lin Wenxian lowered his head and said, "Yes."
The woman looked at Lin Wenxian's bowed posture, then looked at Lin Wenxian's clothes, and said coldly: "You didn't waste such a good skin." After that, she added: "Wait until Hua Zhongyi comes back.
Please tell her that I, Wang Ling'er, am looking for her." With that said, she turned around and disappeared.
Lin Wenxian stood there in a daze, and did not come back to his senses for a long time. When he came back to his senses, his face turned green and red.
How come he didn't hear the meaning of Wang Ling'er's words?
This made Lin Wenxian, who was not in a deep state of mind, both angry and ashamed. He just clenched his fists with tears in his eyes.
At the same time, Xumitian and the Great Thousand Divine Sect were in a mansion under a certain mountain range.
"Trash! You can't even track a person from the Zi Mansion? What's the number one tracking technique for gods and demons?" An angry shout came from the mansion along with the sound of exploding porcelain.
In the middle hall of the mansion, a young man looked ferocious, and the space was filled with light dust.
In front of him stood an old man in black robes. The old man looked pale and a little awed. After the young man shouted angrily, the old man waited for a long time and said respectfully: "Young Master, that man is by no means an ordinary person. I even suspect that
There must be gods and demons in his body, and he knows the art of tracking very well, and he gets rid of them every time."
"A small servant also has gods and demons?? I don't care whether that servant is a god or demon or whatever. The ancestral dragon scepter is still on him. He has to see people dead or corpses. Even if he flattens the world, he still has to do it.
If you find the ancestral dragon scepter, if you don't find it, you don't have to go back to Xumitian." The young man shouted sternly.
The old man in black robe had a stiff face and said in a low voice, "Yes, young master." After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, if you meet anyone related to that person, bring them back to Xumitian." The young man suddenly thought of something and said.
"yes."
After the old man in black robe left, the young man slowly sat down and said with a ferocious face: "Dead? No matter you are dead for real or fake, I will make you pay the price!!"
If Qin Yu were here, he would definitely recognize this ferocious-looking young man as Wang Hao, an inner disciple of the Daqian Shen Sect.
When they were defeated in the battle, the holy body of the Ancient Bone Clan was beheaded, causing defects in his holy body, which made Wang Hao hate him to the core. In addition, the dragon head scepter was taken away, which made Wang Hao want to cut Qin Yu into pieces.
Because the dragon-headed scepter is of great importance, even if he digs three feet into the world, he still has to find Qin Yu!
At the same time, in Xumitian, Jiantian Sect.
As one of the strongest sects in Xumitian, Jiantian Sect is located in the eastern part of Xumitian.
Like other sects in Xumitian, Jiantian Sect also has extremely strict disciple examinations, and it is definitely not an ordinary person to become a disciple of Jiantian Sect.
What is different from other sects is that in addition to the disciple assessment, the Jiantian Sect also has a way to become a disciple of the Jiantian Sect without participating in the strict disciple assessment. Moreover, after becoming a disciple of the Jiantian Sect with this method, the status will increase.
Extremely high.
This method is exactly the same as a wordless stone tablet erected on the mountain outside Jiantian Sect.
It is rumored that this stone tablet appeared here after the Jiantian Sect was established. This stone tablet contains great blessings. It is rumored that people with extraordinary talents have a chance to get good fortune from this stone tablet and become disciples of the Jiantian Sect.
Because of this, countless monks from Xumitian will arrive at the outer mountain of Jiantian Sect, trying to understand this wordless stone tablet.
Someone once calculated that almost half of the monks in Xumitian have meditated on the wordless stone tablet.
Of course, being able to get a creator is a drop in the bucket.
At this time, in the square under this wordless stone tablet, there were densely packed monks sitting cross-legged.
Although the Jiantian Sect stipulates that you can only stay under the stone monument for a maximum of one month, this stone monument is always overcrowded because this wordless stone monument carries the dreams of countless people.
In a corner of the square, a young man was sitting cross-legged among the crowd. This young man was dressed simply and was the kind of person who would never give him a second glance in a crowd.
At this time, he was staring blankly at the stone tablet in front of him, his face uncertain, as if he was shocked or unbelievable, and his body was also trembling in shock.
"What's going on? What's going on? Why...why is this happening?" The young man kept murmuring.
Several monks beside him frowned slightly and glanced at the young man, but said nothing.
"Why...I feel like this stone tablet...has been standing here for countless years, waiting for me? Was it placed here specially for me? Who am I? Why is this happening..." the young man murmured.
"Haha, are you still waiting for you? I put it here specially for you? This is really a crazy wish for good luck!"
"Haha, every once in a while there will be people with such wishful thinking. I'm not surprised."
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Several monks around the young man sneered.
The simple young man ignored it, stood up slowly, and walked towards the outskirts of the square.
Not long after, when this simple young man walked out of the square, the stone tablet that was said to have been here before the Jiantian Sect was established... disappeared without any warning.
The originally noisy square suddenly fell silent, and then thunderous discussions broke out.
What's going on? Where's the stone tablet?
What about the wordless stele?
Where did you go??
The sound of exclamation formed a sound wave and rushed up into the sky.
At this moment, there was also an uproar within the Jiantian Sect. Not long after, countless figures flew out from the Jiantian Sect...
one year later.
In the Tomb of Gods and Demons.
Qin Yu opened his eyes from meditating. During this period, he spent all his time integrating the magical powers of Xuanyuan Xingchen and gained a lot.
"It's time to go through the tribulation." Qin Yu said to himself and stood up slowly. When he noticed that the extremely fierce power, the holy power of the soul, and the power of the six kinds of Tao that filled the space disappeared, Qin Yu was stunned for a moment.
He looked around for a while, and after a moment, his expression changed, his consciousness spread, and he began to search carefully.
"Where are the Dao ants?" Qin Yu stared at the small space in the Tomb of Gods and Demons, confused.
Gone???
After a long time, Qin Yu suddenly thought of something and looked forward blankly, looking at the tiny crack in front of him...
