"When the sound of the palace gate sounds, all the disciples of Piaoxue Palace who hear the sound must rush to Piaoxue Peak within a quarter of an hour!"
Under the waterfall cliff, Lu Han had already walked out of the waterfall, and his voice came from afar, reminding Lin Huang.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and followed immediately.
When the two of them arrived at Piaoxue Peak, the entire square outside the main hall was already crowded with disciples, as many as three to five thousand people, and there were still more people arriving one after another.
At the front of the square, the inner disciples stood facing the wind, all with serious faces.
The outer disciples at the rear were more nervous and uneasy. The bell rang eight times, which was not a good sign. What was going on that required everyone from the whole sect to be summoned?
"I heard that Fengyu Tower and Tianlei Sect have already had thoughts about our Piaoxue Palace. They couldn't be the ones to attack!"
"Yes, yes, I have also heard about this matter. It is said that the formation masters of these two sects once intercepted and killed Elder Shen Diexin in the Great Xia Dynasty."
"It's impossible. Senior Zangfeng is still alive. These two sects want to shake my Piaoxue Palace. It's nothing more than a fool's dream!"
"The bell rings ten times, which is the battle to destroy the clan. Now it rings eight times, it must not be the case."
"It's just that in the history of Piaoxue Palace, the eight bells have not sounded for more than 40 years!"
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The outer disciples discussed nervously, their voices kept very low, and their tone was clearly full of fear and worry.
Lin Huang listened carefully to the discussions around him and did not speak.
Not long after, figures passed by one after another in the square, and the strong aura oppressed the inner and outer sect disciples' breath, and they quickly got out of the way.
The figures landed on the square and stood side by side.
These people are all elders in Piaoxue Palace, with impressive status. Even the elders who rarely show up in normal times are here now, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Then, a figure of Yuan Tingyue Zhi slowly walked out of the Piaoxue Hall. He was wearing a snow-white tiger-striped waistcoat and an ice lion crown on his bun. He was opening his huge mouth, looking a little bit... ferocious.
The wild geese return to the south!
But at this moment, there was also a hint of doubt hidden in the eyes of this extremely majestic Master of Piaoxue Palace.
Because even he didn't know what happened.
That's why Yan Nangui's face looked a little ugly. He was the master of Piaoxue Palace. The ancient bell rang eight times, and thousands of people in the audience looked at him eagerly.
And you still don’t know what happened?
Are you sure this isn't child's play?
However, as soon as he saw an old figure staggering towards him outside the square, all the sullenness in Yan Nangui's heart disappeared and was replaced by a touch of shock.
"What happened that made the high priest come down from the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion?"
Not only Yan Nangui noticed it, but the elders behind him also noticed it. They looked at the stumbling old man with a look of shock and respect in their eyes.
The disciples present were originally curious as to why there was such an old man who had difficulty walking in Piaoxue Palace. It was really strange.
Even if the bell rings a hundred times, what does it have to do with you, a bad old man?
However, when everyone discovered that Yan Nangui had come to greet the old man in person, the expressions of the inner and outer disciples changed drastically, and they politely made way for the stooped old man.
"Who is this old man?"
Lin Huang asked Lu Han.
Lu Han shook his head. Ever since he entered Piaoxue Palace, he had never heard of such a famous figure.
Lin Huang looked puzzled and looked carefully at the old man walking in front of him.
The old man's body was stooped and his steps were staggering. He was wearing a dark blue mysterious robe with images of mountains, rivers and stars painted on it. In his hand was a smooth crutch with patterns of the Big Dipper engraved on it.
The old man also had hair as white as frost and snow, and his face was as wrinkled as dead tree bark. He looked extremely old.
He is clearly an old man without any cultivation.
But the old man gave Lin Huang an extremely strange feeling, as if if he took one look at him, all his secrets would be ruthlessly revealed.
He had only felt this feeling with Qin Xuance in his previous life.
Looking at the old man's walking back, Lin Huang's expression changed, and he finally guessed the old man's identity...
Order teller!
He who tells people's lives, glimpses the secrets of heaven, seizes fortune, and measures eternity, is a fortune teller.
Lin Huang didn't know how powerful the command master was, but he knew that there was one of the greatest command masters in the world on the mainland, the master of the Tianji Pavilion, known as the Old Man of Tianji.
This man had usurped heaven's secrets for dozens of powerful men and changed their fates against the will of heaven. Among them was Liu Chuandao, the leader of Dongtian Divine Sect and Liu Cangsheng's father.
A peerless strong man who has entered the holy realm.
Undoubtedly, the withered old man in front of Lin Huang is a fortune teller, a fortune teller who can predict bad luck and help people take advantage of heaven's secrets.
"High Priest...what's the matter that deserves you to come downstairs in person? If you have any instructions, just let Nan Gui know!"
Yan Nangui supported the high priest and said softly, without any airs of being the master of a palace.
"This matter is related to the fate of our Piaoxue Palace and even the entire Eastern Spirit Realm. We have to take it seriously." The high priest grabbed Yan Nangui's hand and said hoarsely.
However, his hoarseness was full of excitement, and he said cheerfully: "I have been stargazing in the Sutra Pavilion for more than decades, and I have never noticed anything unusual. Until not long ago, the stars suddenly became chaotic. After seventeen calculations by me,
, I finally dare to be sure of one thing!”
Having said this, the high priest turned around and looked at the people in the square. His hoarse voice spread in all directions:
"Yin Yang Valley is about to appear in advance!"
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"Yin Yang Valley?"
When the words Yin Yang Valley came out of the high priest's mouth, many of the disciples in the audience were filled with doubts, but the expressions of the elders in Piaoxue Palace changed drastically.
"Yin Yang Valley? What is that place?"
"How come I've never heard of it before?"
"To be able to have the high priest ring the bell himself and walk out of the Sutra Pavilion in such an exaggerated manner, it seems that the Yin Yang Valley has a pretty big background."
…
Among the crowd, Lin Huang gradually frowned. He had heard of the name 'Yin Yang Valley'.
According to Lin Beichen, sixteen years ago, after Lin Changtian sent himself and his sister back to the Great Xia Dynasty, he went to Yin Yang Valley and was never seen again.
In other words, Lin Changtian disappeared into the Yin and Yang Valley.
Lin Huang didn't know where that place was, but he knew that he might be able to find information about his father there.
Even though Lin Huang doesn't have any feelings for Lin Changtian now, he is his father by blood after all. The man who has been mysterious since he was born.
Presumably due to the doubts of the disciples, the elders on the stage were quite shocked at this moment. These three words were like a magic spell, echoing in their ears.
Yin Yang Valley?!
This place is enough to change the situation in Dongling and break the balance.
"Yin Yang Valley actually appeared. No wonder the high priests walked out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion." Lu Han on the side frowned calmly.
"You know this place?"
Lin Huang asked, looking at Lu Han with suspicion. Yin Yang Valley is a place that confuses all the disciples, and he actually knows about it?
Lu Han opened his palms to Lin Huang and said greedily, "One hundred taels, I tell you!"
"roll!"
Lin Huang turned his head and ignored Lu Han. He believed that since the high priest mentioned the words Yin Yang Valley, he would definitely explain the reason.
Looking at the eager expressions of everyone, the wrinkles on the high priest's face piled up, and there was excitement in his hoarse voice, "Yin Yang Valley is the biggest variable in the Eastern Spiritual Realm! There are countless inheritances in the valley, and if you get their inheritance, you can conquer the Eastern Spiritual Realm!"
"Countless inheritances?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows because the word "inheritance" aroused his interest. In Cangqiong Continent, martial arts inheritance is a very high-level matter.
If the inheritor does not reach the realm of King Wu, the things he leaves behind during his lifetime cannot be called inheritance. At most, they can be regarded as relics.
And being able to be called an inheritance means that in this land, there have been at least strong men in the Martial King Realm.
It is even more terrifying than the current human myth of Xuanyuan Tibing.
"Not only that," the hoarse voice of the high priest interrupted everyone's discussion, and continued: "When I deduced the secret of heaven for the sixth time, I found that among the many inheritances, there is another top-level inheritance. This top-level inheritance, in
There are very few Yin-Yang Valleys that have appeared in the past.”
"May I ask the high priest, how effective are these inheritances in the cultivation of warriors?"
An outer disciple asked impatiently.
"How useful is it? Haha..."
The high priest shook his head, as if he heard a very funny question. He didn't say much, but stretched out three fingers, and then said slowly:
"More than twenty years ago, three young people received inheritance in Yin Yang Valley!"
Speaking of this, many middle-aged elders behind the high priest shook their heads with envy on their faces. They had also entered the Yin-Yang Valley, but unfortunately they were not lucky. Unlike those three people, they had received the inheritance from the Yin-Yang Valley.
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"The first person is Xiao Yiren, who is ranked fourth on the martial arts ranking list in Dongling Realm today!"
Before the high priest finished speaking, people below the square were already exclaiming, "Xiao Yiren is ranked fourth in the martial arts rankings. That Xiao Yiren whose strength is close to the Martial King Realm?!"
"The second person is Xuanyuan Tibing, who is now known as a myth in the world!"
While everyone was still surprised, the high priest's words made everyone's expressions change and they fell into shock.
"Xuanyuan raised his troops, a human legend!"
"That Xuanyuan soldier who raised millions of soldiers to destroy Dongxuan and became invincible as soon as he entered the Marquis of Wu?!"
"It turns out that he had such a strange encounter. No wonder he is called a human legend. From this point of view, the inheritance in the Yin and Yang Valley must be extremely terrifying!"
Amidst the discussion, Lin Huang also frowned. He didn't care how powerful Xuanyuan Tibing was. What he cared about was the comment that he was invincible once he entered the Marquis of Wu.
Lin Huang asked himself that he had never seen anyone with such a brilliant record.
He has seen people fight beyond levels. Even after he practiced Killing God One Slash, he was able to fight beyond levels, but compared to being invincible as soon as he entered Wuhou, it was far behind.
It should be noted that the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to fight across levels. But Xuanyuan Tibing can do this, which is undoubtedly a very terrifying thing.
"Perhaps there really is a strong inheritance in Yin Yang Valley!"
Lin Huang thought to himself.
Lu Han, who was beside Lin Huang, was not as shocked as everyone after hearing the words 'Xuanyuan Tibing'. Instead, there was disdain and even a trace of hatred on his dull little face, which could be seen from his clenched fists.
It can be seen that he is in a very bad mood now.
"I wonder who the third person is?"
At the front of the crowd, a woman wearing a light blue water-sleeved dress suddenly spoke. There was a hint of pride on her cold and pretty face. She also stood in the crowd, but she was like a gorgeous peacock, making people laugh.