In the distance, Huang Yun and other older generation strong men in the Saint Ancestral City felt numb when they saw this scene and couldn't help but take a breath.

Before this, they might not think that Zhang Fei would definitely be able to beat Ning Lan.

However, they absolutely could not imagine that Zhang Fei was so ineffective in front of Ning Lan.

Judging from the situation of the fight, Zhang Fei, who was in the same era as them, was as powerless as a child in front of that young man.

"Cough...cough..."

A continuous cough sound came from the pit of a hundred meters deep.

With countless eyes staring, Zhang Fei climbed up from the bottom of the pit in a mess.

The robe was covered with mud.

There was obvious fresh blood on the laces of the chest.

This ancestor who created the Saint Gang was obviously spitting blood just now.

The leader of Zhang Yi Gang and others exclaimed: "Old ancestor..."

They rushed towards Zhang Fei in panic.

Zhang Fei shook his head and said, "I'm fine, cough... cough cough..."

His injuries are indeed not serious.

Ning Lan, his subordinates showed mercy.

If it weren't for controlling the attack power, then Zhang Fei would definitely be a corpse at this time.

Zhang Yi and others looked at Ning Lan with lingering fear.

It was not until this time that they fully understood. With their power and the power of the Saint Gang, it was not worth mentioning in front of Ning Lan.

Zhang Fei bowed to Ning Lan and said, "Mr. Ning Lan, thank you for your mercy. I... I am overestimating my ability."

"Sir, if you want to enter the Holy Ancestor's Dojo, please feel free to do it. The Holy Gang will not stop you."

He also knew that Ning Lan did not kill him.

Ning Lan nodded, bowed and smiled, "thank you, thank you."

Turning back, he looked at Guan Ziyun and others who were still a little lost in his mind and said, "Gang Master Guan, you all go back."

As he said that, he flew directly towards the Holy Ancestor's Dojo.

Until his figure completely disappeared into the magnificent building.

The crowd burst into a terrifying discussion.

Zhang Yi asked Zhang Fei with a careful look on his face, "Old ancestor, what is the realm of this Mr. Ning Lan?"

Zhang Fei shook his head and pondered for a moment.

He said: "Mr. Ning Lan's strength is probably comparable to that of Lord Saint Ancestor."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi and others' eyes were straightened.

Inside the Holy Ancestor's Temple.

The interior space of the dojo is very large.

However, there were not many decorations and equipment inside. It looked a little empty.

Yes, this place was originally the venue used by the Holy Ancestor to preach.

Moreover, the Holy Ancestor has been away from this world for more than two thousand years. Even though there were some resources here, it must have been divided up after the Holy Dao Gang civil war.

When he entered the temple, Ning Lan directly released his divine thoughts.

Seeing the entire building, I carefully scanned it.

Then his figure flashed slightly and came to a table on the inner wall of the dojo.

There are some fragmented items on the table, but they are of no value.

It looks like a debris that the Taoist ancestor once used.

Ning Lan's eyes fell on a book and picked it up.

Just as he sensed with divine consciousness, he realized that this book was a little different.

It is not a martial arts classic.

On the cover, there is a sloppy word "Lin".

When I opened the cover, there was no word inside.

Perhaps it was because it had no handwriting that it was not taken out of the temple.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ning Lan's face.

The soul body suddenly shook, and an extremely powerful soul power surged out, covering the books.

A somewhat surprising scene appeared.

The book actually began to absorb the purple soul power.

After a few breaths, an even more incredible scene appeared. Lines of handwriting were revealed on the pages of the book that were originally empty.

Ning Lan's eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "As expected, it's really a note of the Saint Ancestor."

The book in Ning Lan's hand was the notes left by the Saint Ancestor.

Through the content recorded in the notes, Ning Lan also obtained a lot of information.

As he had previously guessed.

The saint ancestor who came to this world more than 3,000 years ago was indeed a warrior who came from the big world.

It does not come from Qingyoujie, but from a big world called Hongcanjie, named Lin Xiao.

When Lin Xiao first entered the Thunder Cloud Road, he also encountered a thunder attack. He avoided it and accidentally broke into this small world of Thunder Cloud Road.

When he came to the small world, he found that the practice environment here was far from comparable to that of a low-level world like Hongcan Realm.

However, the native warriors here do not understand the method of practice at all.

After probably familiar with the situation of the small world, he had the idea of ​​the natives of the Kaihua tribe and taught them to practice martial arts.

He selected many indigenous people from many tribes.

Recruit them as disciples and teach them the methods of practice.

Later, he and his disciples built the current Holy Ancestor City and founded the Holy Dao Gang.

Of course, while doing all this, Lin Xiao was also looking for a way to get out of this small world.

There are many resources in the small world and there are also second-level laws, but he still doesn't want to be bound here forever.

In this way, God pays off. After nearly a thousand years of searching, he finally found a solution.

The spatial barriers of the small world are extremely solid. The degree of tenacity is far better than that of Hongcan Realm.

Not to mention the warriors in the hidden realm of the Gods, even ordinary warriors in the Daozang realm, they may not be able to break through the barriers to the space of the small world with brute force.

But Lin Xiao found that every sixty years, the operating rules of the small world will undergo subtle changes.

At that time, the laws of space will become relatively unstable.

During this process, the small world will open a gate of heaven in a short time.

In fact, it is not really a portal. It is just that the spatial barriers are loosened at one point due to the slight adjustment and changes in the operation rules.

Of course, the name Tianmen was also named by Lin Xiao himself.

After several attempts, he determined that when the door of the day opened, he could rely on his own strength to break the barriers of space and go out.

The reason why Lin Xiao left this note was because he considered that there might be warriors from the big world who entered the Thunder Cloud Road in the future, just like him, entering this small world.

He left his notes, which was actually to guide the future.

He did not want the latecomers to spend thousands of years just like themselves to find a way to leave.

This notes are written with the power of the soul. Therefore, if the soul body does not reach sufficient strength, or the use of the soul power cannot reach a certain strength, then the handwriting on the notes will never be seen.

After reading the notes, Ning Lan felt cold in her heart.

Because according to Lin Xiao, that Tianmen only appears every sixty years.

He has been practicing for so far, and is only twenty-one years old.

If the next time the Tianmen is opened is fifty or sixty years later...
Chapter completed!