As we reached the heights of the mountains, the terrain gradually became flat, and more and more disciples in white were encountered on the road. Senior Brother He's eyes flashed with a cunning light, and his heart was already ready to move.
Suddenly, an old man with a white beard paced towards this side with his hands behind his back, and Senior Brother He's eyes suddenly flashed with joy.
He opened his mouth and wanted to shout loudly, but suddenly found that he could not make any sound.
Yunhao placed his palm on Senior Brother He's back, and streams of chaotic gas were continuously injected into the latter's body from his hand. Several people hid in a bush, completely hiding their own breath.
The strength of the old man with the white beard has reached the level of a great swordsman, but compared with a few people, he is still too weak. The few people only used some tricks to successfully avoid the perception of the old man with the white beard. .[
The old man seemed to be in a good mood. He walked forward humming a little tune and gradually disappeared from the sight of several people.
Chu Jingyun stared at Senior Brother He coldly, and said with some disgust: "Kill this thing, let's find your father's whereabouts ourselves."
Senior Brother He's body trembled violently. Although he could not speak, his fat head kept shaking.
The chaotic energy in Yunhao's palms weakened slightly, and he asked with a half-smile: "Oh, our fat brother is going to say..."
Now that the matter has come to this, Senior Brother He no longer has any luck in his heart. Yunhao and the others were able to easily hide this from the elders, so they were obviously well prepared.
"The person you are looking for...is locked away by our sect master...in the cellar of the Peak Pavilion..." He explained while breathing heavily.
The chaotic power he had just now still contained the power of desolation, but in just a short period of time, all his physical strength was exhausted, and now it was a little difficult to speak.
Little Lauder frowned slightly: "What if he lies?"
Yun Hao shrugged helplessly, and at the same time slashed Senior Brother He unconscious with a hand knife: "We can only go and see what he said first. We don't have much choice now. What if my father is not rescued? We are too passive..."
Although the opponent lags behind Yunhao in terms of overall strength, they also have an advantage that Yunhao does not have, and that is Yun Liangyi.
Once Yun Liangyi is rescued, they will have no more worries. Then it will be the end of the Holy Dragon Sect.
The figures moved so quickly that the ordinary disciples along the way could not notice their figure. A few minutes later, they appeared in front of a tall attic.
The attic is entirely made of wood, which is mottled due to its age. Above the spacious door of the attic hangs a long wooden plaque. On the plaque is written "Jige" with three Chinese characters: "Ji Ge".
"This is it." Yunhao narrowed his eyes.
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Holy Dragon Gate, Dragon Temple.
A middle-aged man covered in white robes is kneeling in the hall. In front of the hall, there is a huge bronze statue. The bronze statue is a giant western dragon. The carving technique is very good and it looks lifelike.
This is the so-called totem of the Holy Dragon Sect, and it is also the symbol of their spirit - the Holy Dragon.
The middle-aged man's face was thin, but his small eyes were bright. At this moment, he lay his head on the ground and said piously: "Great Dragon God, your servant has come to worship you again. I hope Dragon God Your Excellency can give me greater power."[
The middle-aged man's worship is just a compulsory course every day, and he never expects any miracle to happen to the bronze statue in front of him.
As soon as he arrived, he straightened up and wanted to stand up. But the next moment, his eyes were full of surprise.
In front of him, the originally lifeless bronze statue suddenly underwent some kind of change, and it looked a little different from before.
After the middle-aged man's eyes carefully scanned the bronze statue, an inexplicable feeling of fear suddenly emerged in his heart.
The smooth eyeballs of the bronze statue suddenly lit up. This change made the middle-aged man stunned for a while, and then he quickly leaned down and knelt down, saying hurriedly: "Welcome to the Lord Dragon God."
There was a clicking sound from the bronze statue, and then a distant and ancient voice came leisurely from the stone statue: "Is this the Temple of Faith in the Eastern Continent? I didn't expect that our Western Dragon Clan still has a Temple of Faith in the Eastern Continent. force……"
The voice seemed to be talking to himself, and the middle-aged man did not dare to take a breath and carefully nodded his head on the ground.
"What's your name?" After a while, the ancient voice asked again.
The middle-aged man trembled slightly and said respectfully: "My name is Luo Tian, and I am the fifty-eighth generation leader of the Holy Dragon Sect."
"The fifty-eighth generation... when the Western Dragon Clan Alliance launched the war, it was almost seven hundred years ago. It is also logical..." Luo Tian couldn't quite understand Shenlong's words, and now Luo Tian's nervous breathing was rapid. Get up, how can you think so much.
"This time, my consciousness was just wandering around at will, and I discovered something strange here. It happened that there was an ancient dragon statue here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have landed here."
Luo Tian was startled and couldn't help but ask: "What is the strange thing that Mr. Dragon God is talking about?"
The ancient voice continued to come from the statue: "I discovered the power of the bloodline of the ancient dragon clan."
"Ancient Dragon Clan?" Luo Tian opened his eyes wide and was a little confused.
"Well, it should be on this mountain range, and the bloodline of the ancient dragon clan is moving here." The Dragon God's words were full of certainty.
Luo Tian pondered for a moment and said, "What does Lord Dragon God need me to do?"
"The ancient dragon clan has long been extinct, but they have extremely pure dragon blood in their bodies. Please help me find out where this blood comes from."
There was a sudden sound in the void, and then a strange short-handled cane appeared in the void. The cane turned dark gold, and deep and obscure ancient inscriptions appeared on it.
Luo Tian took the cane with a look of surprise: "Thank you Lord Dragon God for the reward."
"Go ahead, this dragon cane will help you find the location of the ancient dragon bloodline."
"Yes!" After bowing respectfully again, Luo Tian hurriedly exited the Dragon Temple.
After leaving the Dragon Temple, Luo Tian's face was full of satisfaction and surprise, and he couldn't put it down and stroked the short-handled cane.[
"Could this be the legendary ancient artifact?" Luo Tian wondered in his heart.
"Buzzing..." A subtle buzzing sound came from the cane, and then the top of the cane floated directly up and pointed in one direction.
Luo Tian was startled, and then he realized that this was probably the kind of guidance function that Dragon God mentioned just now.
There was only a moment of confusion, and then Luo Tian walked over there with a strange look on his face.
"That's the direction of Ji Pavilion. It's really strange. How come there is blood of the ancient dragon clan in my Holy Dragon Sect..."
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Jige
This place was passed down when the Holy Dragon Sect was founded, and now it is used as a place to display martial arts. This is probably how the terms "martial arts" and "ji" came to be understood.
The place where each sect stores martial arts is heavily guarded, and Shenglongmen is no exception. The Jige Pavilion is divided into seven floors. The lowest level is for low-level Huang-level martial arts, and the second floor is for intermediate-level Huang-level martial arts. And so on, up to the seventh floor. It is a low-level technique at the earth level.
The guards here are all taken in turns by the elders of the sect.
Underground in Ji Pavilion is a cellar, which is usually used to imprison erring disciples and occasionally some important figures.
Take Yun Liangyi, for example, a small businessman who has a large supply of Xuantian Pills.
Yun Liangyi had the resources that made the Holy Dragon Clan jealous, but he did not have the ability to protect himself. The Holy Dragon Clan suddenly came up with this idea and detained Yun Liangyi, preparing to attack Yun Liangyi. The family engaged in extensive extortion.
Once they acquire some more Xuantian Pills, their Shenglongmen will not have to worry about their own development for fifty years.
After Yunhao and others sneaked into Ji Pavilion, Yunhao frowned and made gestures to stop the others.
"There seems to be someone here to take charge!"
With a slight sweep of perception, Yunhao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Chu Jingyun and the others obviously sensed it. Chu Jingyun suddenly curled his lips and whispered: "He is just a great swordsman. I did it quietly..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from where he was.