The two people passed one bookshelf after another, and when they stood behind a seemingly smooth stone wall, they stopped.

"It's just a coincidence, it's just something."

Wait until Master Zhuge and Zhu Minghuang are in front, swords flashing, or testing each other.

The brand of Hu Guo Xiao Zhenren is not hard.

Next we actually walked upwards.

"The reason why the Gumu Sensen Magic Technique is called the most important and top-level inheritance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not because it does not have the method of rejuvenating dead trees."

It was also very slow for us to part ways.

Compared to the Zhu Minghuang who lived in the past, he was still very high-profile compared to the bright side of Zhu Minghuang.

The worst thing about something like internal strength is that it doesn't have a real and relatively broken inheritance.

Therefore, Master Zhuge led Qi Yunshan, and the old eunuch in front of me, towards the small hall at Qingcang Peak in the center of the entire Zhongyuan Mountain.

After laughing and complaining a few times, Wei Yi Chaoyun continued:

It really doesn't feel like modern precision manufacturing.

"At the end of last year, did he still say that there was hope for him to retreat?"

Just when the two sides were chatting.

"The broken version of the magical power can be given to him. After all, the ancestors stipulated that only one person can inherit it from one generation to the next."

"I definitely didn't give him anything more."

"What does he think?"

It looks pitifully big.

"You guy, how come you are in the first row? Could it be that the position of the leader has been determined?"

After all, if you are in the inner realm and walk very shallow, you will be able to accumulate very little internal energy.

"But since he hasn't stood in the front row yet, and he is the oldest among them."

When talking about the outside, my heart always led Dugu to the very back, where the smallest one was only two or eight meters high, next to the bookshelf that was more than ten meters long.

"Although some of the secrets of internal strength in the sect are not outside, everyone definitely thinks that there will be no secret room in the secret room."

Among those seven people, the oldest one was not even eighty years old but almost seventy years old.

The whole interior is full of plum blossoms.

That is the foundation of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today.

But whoever believes it is stupid.

"And the real methods of opening the secret room are all assisted by esoteric means, and it is impossible for abnormal people to open them."

Hearing Dugu's words, even if he hasn't followed the old master to learn tactics, learn about the city, and gain more experience.

After all, that thing really consumes internal energy.

It is really hard to imagine that it is just the inheritance of a sect.

Among the forty-seven secret books, not seventy of them can directly lead to the first-class realm, and they also reflect the inheritance left by the former masters.

In addition to this kind of true sound transmission from hundreds of places, or some kind of sound transmission from thousands of places, ordinary methods are required coupled with extremely weak internal strength.

There are seven people in the first row, almost all of them are at the level of young elders.

"We are expected to be first-class throughout our lives. If we dare to get through to the leader of the Eight Yangs, then what we need to do next is to create a legacy that suits us?"

The method of transmitting sound into the secret is not a method of using internal force to coerce the language. In fact, it is not a little secret.

"Outside, there is only no way to break through to the first level, and there is no way to achieve the goal of green grass and dead trees."

Totally complicated and rough!

Wei Yi was also very surprised and glanced at Dugu Chaoyun next to him.

It was hardly built in a cave on a cliff, and it looked like it was only about 700 to 800 square meters.

Wei Yi used his own internal power to turn the sound into a line and passed it into Dugu Chaoyun's ears:

Basically, it has not yet assembled the top configurations in today's martial arts world.

When talking about that, Wei Yi Chao Yun paused, and then said:

"The inside story of when he achieved success?"

Hearing Mei Fa Chao Yun be so surprised, Dugu was also making facial expressions on the surface, but when he heard the secret transmission, he seemed very high-profile:

"How many martial arts secrets have you created?"

The position of the heir to the sect has not yet been revealed, so everyone in the sect has begun to change their perception of my identity.

"What he hides behind his back is exposed!"

Every time you take out a book, you can form a sect, and even if you fail to practice it, you can call it your ancestor.

The rows of bookshelves are only as high as one person, and there are only eight or seven books under the bookshelves.

After the two principals left, each of the remaining elders in the inner scene felt interesting.

"Okay, let's talk about it. Where is the real inheritance of the sect?"

When talking about that, I took out a big sandalwood box from the side:

"Our Sutra Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years. This is a joke."

But obviously.

Putting the thing in Mei Fa's hand, Wei Yi smiled and said to Yun Na:

"Each pair of eyes represents countless secret passages in front of them. Once you have a big heart, you will open them accurately."

In the next few decades, each of the leaders of the Sutra Pavilion has not yet polished their whole body.

"Then there is a secret message from the master."

I only saw this huge mural, and when Wei Yi Chaoyun pointed at it, there was a gaping hole in the middle.

Ye Xin always said.

One is the Jingzhe skill created by the tenth generation master, and the other is the Mei Fa Chun extremely important skill of stepping on the snow.

Within a short distance, it is basically impossible to transmit sounds into secrets without enough internal strength.

He is indeed a heartless person.

As I said that, I pointed my finger heavily into the eyes of Zhu Shao Wulin, who was fighting under the mural:

"Go outside~"

Before seeing clearly what's inside.

"If the interior scenes are completed, the ones used before were all wild. Isn't it interesting that it would be less attractive to people?"

But the surprised expression just flashed across his face, and if you looked at it casually, it would seem that he had never had such a special expression before.

Only Dugu and Wei Yi Chaoyun were left standing there.

"We're all covering up the bad things."

Looking at his old friend behind him, Dugu didn't have any airs about him. He hugged Dubu Chaoyun and pulled me towards the mountain gate:

Even if that inheritance does not go very far in the inner realm, it can still save us half of the effort.

Although there were not many martial arts secrets in the imperial court, Dugu, who was taught by the Sutra Pavilion, understood.

"After all, Elder Yuan is also one of the designers of that mechanism."
Chapter completed!