Sutra Pavilion, first floor.

The devastated eyes were full of ruins, and the bookshelf fell on the ground in a mess.

All the books were burned down, and the ashes were covered with thick layers, and messy footprints were spread throughout them, which was shocking.

"No wonder the Evergrande faction was so angry that he would not hesitate to get into evil even if he had a great relationship with the Great Zhou Empire." Tian Boguang looked at the embarrassing scene and thoughtful.

A century of collection of books has been ruined, and this is really the foundation of the Evergrande School.

However, can a fire burn so clean? Even a remaining page has not been left behind. The fire should be extremely fierce. Why didn't I notice it last night?

Don’t talk about yourself, according to the strength of the hidden masters of the Evergrande Sect, I’m afraid that anything that happened to the Evergrande Sect would be difficult to hide from his eyes. Why did you allow the Sutra Pavilion to be burned? Is it really not noticed? Or is there another hidden story?

Tian Boguang was very sure that Yiying must have been regarded as a scapegoat.

After walking, Tian Boguang did not notice anything. He was about to leave the Sutra Pavilion, but found that there was a hard thing at the ashes under his feet.

Tian Boguang waved his sleeves, ashes flew on the ground, revealing a dark wood hidden under the ashes.

It should be the corner of the table or something. Tian Boguang didn't care. He was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, bent down, picked up the piece of charcoal, and saw a complete piece of paper under the dead tree, which was as dark as ink, appearing in front of him.

This is?

Driven by curiosity, Tian Boguang picked up the paper and looked at it carefully, but he didn't see the reason. The paper was soft and had nothing strange. But under the fire, the paper was intact. Was the black color made of roasted by the fire or was it naturally black?

Footsteps sounded at the door, and Tian Boguang quickly put the paper in his arms and looked at the door.

A familiar face came into view and it turned out to be Yi Nong.

Seeing Tian Boguang, Yi Nong was surprised for a moment, then glared at the golden sword in his hand, showing off his posture of taking action at any time.

Tian Boguang smiled embarrassedly, waved his hand quickly, and said, "What a coincidence."

Yi Nong became even more angry and did not speak. He slashed at Tian Boguang in his hand.

"What a violent girl!" Tian Boguang said in disgrace, but did not respond directly, avoiding the blade. The figure instantly arrived in front of Yi Nong and held Yi Nong's arm, who was still trying to wave the knife in both hands.

Yi Nong glared at him and tried his best to break free, but he couldn't struggle, and then he bit Tian Boguang's arm.

Tian Bo was in pain and instinctively reacted to break free, but when he thought that it might hurt Yinong, he gave up the idea of ​​shocking Yinong and let Yinong bite his arm.

"I'm hard, you're careful of hurting your teeth." Tian Boguang reminded with concern.

Seeing that he could not beat Tian Boguang and could not hurt the evil thief in front of him, Yi Nong stopped biting Tian Boguang's arm, threw down the knife, and started crying.

Tian Boguang was not afraid of women beating or scolding, but only afraid of women crying. When Yinong cried, Tian Boguang was a little at a loss. He stood beside Yinong, scratching his hair with his right hand, and his shiny bald head.

Seeing Tian Boguang's attitude, Yi Nong picked up the golden knife in anger and left without looking back.

Tian Boguang scratched his head awkwardly, and wanted to call Yinong, but he didn't know where to speak. It was not until Yinong's figure disappeared that Tian Boguang came to his senses. How should this woman deal with it?

As if lost, Tian Boguang lowered his head and looked depressed.

"What is this?" A page of unburned pages were revealed under the ashes hit by the golden knife just now.

Tian Boguang picked it up and checked it carefully. This half page of paper was as clean as snow, and there was no handwriting on it.

Looking at this paper, it is extremely new. Although it is only half a page, it can be seen that this is not the paper that should have been collected for a hundred years, but an ordinary piece of paper for ordinary writing.

Is it a coincidence? Tian Boguang had a vague guess in his heart.

The mysterious power of his hands condensed, and all the ashes on the ground flew into the sky. Among the black ashes, the remaining pages that had not been completely burned appeared in the air one by one.

Tian Boguang's figure flashed, wandering among the black ashes, leaving behind afterimages in the void.

When all the ashes fell to the ground again, Tian Boguang stood on the ground. (The next page is more exciting!)

There were already many broken pages in the hands that were not burnt.

The remaining pages in my hand fell on the ground one by one, each of which was brand new, ordinary paper, with no trace left on it.

Tian Boguang breathed a sigh of relief, and he was completely sure of his guess.

But why do the fire-setting person do this? What is the motivation?

I can't figure it out.

Suddenly, Tian Boguang swept towards a slum that fell to the ground like claws. All the bookshelfs were broken and turned into ruins and fell on the ground.

A figure in black clothes and without showing his face appeared from behind the bookshelf, avoiding Tian Boguang's attack. It was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it reached the door of the Sutra Pavilion. Tian Boguang immediately chased after him, grabbed the black shadow, but only grabbed a residual shadow.

Outside the door, a bitter golden sword aura appeared. It turned out that Yinong had returned again and was guarding the door. At this moment, he slashed at the black shadow with a knife.

The black shadow was like a loach, dodging the sword energy, and did not entangle with Yinong. Within a few flashes, it disappeared in front of it.

When Tian Boguang chased him outside the door, only Yinong was left standing there, and the man in black had long disappeared.

Seeing Tian Boguang leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Yi Nong snorted coldly, put away his knife and left.

"Yinong, did you see that person just now?" Tian Boguang asked.

Yi Nong didn't look back and ignored Tian Boguang and disappeared into the distance with a golden knife.

Tian Boguang was a little embarrassed. He wouldn't ask if he had known it. If he had seen it, how could Yinong not chase after it?

Turning around and looking at the Sutra Pavilion again, Tian Boguang became more and more confused.

"This is becoming more and more interesting."

In the cave, Wuhua was standing in front of the cage made by Xuanjin, looking at the roaring blood seedlings in the cage and pondering.

A black shadow appeared, Wuhua ignored it, a short dagger appeared in his hand, and a hole was cut out on his wrist, and blood overflowed from his wrist. Wuhua extended his arm to the Xuanjin cage. The blood seedlings in the cage immediately rushed up as if they had seen delicious food, hugged Wuhua's arm and ate carefully.

This blood seedling seemed to be extremely afraid of Wuhua. Even though he was extremely eager for blood, he did not dare to drink it in big mouthfuls. After only a moment, he let go of his arms.

The wound on Wuhua's wrist actually healed automatically, as if he had never been injured.

Wuhua touched the head of the blood seed in the cage, but saw the blood seed with a gentle and flattering look on his face.

"You are the most obedient." A smile appeared on Wuhua's lips, cruel but gentle.

"Have you found that thing?" Wuhua finally turned around and looked at the man in black.

But the man in black shook his head and said, "I have read through all the scriptures in the past few days, and today I have also gone to the Sutra Library to search again, and I have found nothing."

"Where did those old things hide it?" Wuhua pondered, but heard the man in black speak again.

"Today, I met Tian Boguang and a nun in the Sutra Pavilion."

Wuhua's expression was suffocated, her brows frowned, and after a moment, she stretched out again and did not speak.

"Tian Boguang seemed to have discovered something." The figure in black continued.

Wuhua suddenly turned her head, stared at the man in black for a moment, and then said to herself: "What can he find?"

"It's hard to say, after all, this time the matter is too hasty, and it will inevitably leave flaws." The man in black seemed not very confident.

"Too hasty?" Wuhua frowned again and said, "I don't like this word."

"We have been preparing for ten years for a sword. If we are still in a hurry, how long will it take to wait? One hundred years?"

The man in black was silent.

"But Wu Da Ya, in three days, he will go to the Seven-character Xuan Realm. Whether he can come out alive is unknown, so don't worry." Wu Hua also seemed to give himself a reassurance.

"Miao Zhenren will be here tomorrow." said the man in black.

"This is really good news. Huo Wuxie has just taken the position of head of the sect, and people's hearts are unstable, which is really a good opportunity." Wuhua finally heard good news.

"But, Tian Boguang has three days to go to the Seven-character Xuan Realm. Should we postpone the action for another three days?" The man in black said, instantly turning Wuhua's joy just now into nothingness.

"Why have to wait? You seem to be very scared. (The next page is more exciting!)

Tian Boguang?" Wuhua was dissatisfied.

"Hey, I always feel that Tian Boguang will be our biggest opponent."

"I don't know what Huo Wuxie thought about it. He was so angry that he was about to die, but he still had to stay for three more days." The man in black sighed.

Wuhua no longer wanted to pay attention to him, and even Tian Boguang was afraid of what big thing could be accomplished.

"By the way, the master of today's voice has his eyes?" The man in black remembered that even Guan Xiaoxiao was defeated by the mysterious man today, and he was even more worried about his next actions.

When Wuhua mentioned this, he also had a headache. He shook his head slowly and said, "According to my guess, he is probably one of the two major leaders of the Evergrande Sect."

"The foundation of this century-old sect is really not very deep." The man in black sighed.

Wuhua nodded in agreement. Only by overthrowing this century-old sect can one feel more accomplished, right?

"The hidden power of the Evergrande Sect has almost emerged so far!" Wuhua pondered.

"The Six Palm Courtyards are just decorations, the masters of the Door Hall and the Dianzha Hall that have not been seen for a long time have also been exposed. This time, including the two people in the Sutra Pavilion and the Kapok who were buried in the Qingxuan Secret Realm, the remaining one of the six elders may be our help."

Wuhua caressed the cage made of black gold and continued.

"One of the two major officials also appeared today and the other one is believed to be about to appear."

Wuhua looked at the depths of endless darkness and looked excited. She believed that it would definitely surprise everyone in a short while.

"Don't forget that there is another head coach, the real helm of the Evergrande School."

"Hahaha, what was the original purpose of the Evergrande Sect's creation? This was what you told me." Wuhua laughed, "This is a prison, and the evil people in this world are imprisoned. You said, this priest has never appeared for so long, where has he been?"

"Didn't it?" The man in black seemed to have realized something.
Chapter completed!