In the secret room, Lin Huang became more and more curious as to what was inside the nine-square grid, which made Tian Shura react so intensely, like a lamb waiting to be fed.
"Mr. Sun, please go out first and I'll take a look."
With that said, Lin Huang stepped into the Nine Palace Formation, looked at the countless dazzling formations, operating in extremely mysterious patterns, and slowly closed his eyes.
He is not an array master, but in his previous life, Qin Xuance once accidentally mentioned how to unlock the Nine Palaces and Bagua array.
While integrating his spiritual consciousness into the Nine Palaces Formation, he carefully recalled the steps Qin Xuance had mentioned to resolve the formation...
In the formation, Lin Huang relied on the memory in his mind to move slowly, taking every step with extreme caution. Once he solved it wrong, the Nine Palaces formation would turn into a killing formation.
Under the Tianyuan realm, no one can escape death!
During the formation, Lin Huang moved step by step, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his mind was extremely tense. He almost made the wrong move just now.
For half an hour, Lin Huang walked one hundred and seventy-two steps in the formation, turned around sixty-one times, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
"This is... the steps of Tiangang Beidou, walking forward and backward eighty-one times each!"
Lin Huang recalled the trajectory he had just walked, and a sudden realization suddenly appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but smile, and his steps accelerated.
Now that you know the trick, unlocking the Nine Palaces Formation is easy.
As Lin Huang's steps moved, the originally orderly operation of the formation gradually began to stop, and the flickering lights dimmed and then disappeared without a trace.
boom!
At the moment when the formation stopped completely and was broken open by Lin Huang, the glow in the secret room surged, and powerful pressure swept across it, like a raging tide, sweeping across the entire Great Xia Dynasty.
Late at night, Lin Beichen suddenly woke up.
The Emperor of Daxia raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the Divine General's Mansion.
The warriors in the imperial city all stood up and looked at the Divine General's Mansion with serious expressions on their faces, "What a powerful aura!"
In the Qinglong Mountains outside the imperial city, a middle-aged man was studying erotic pictures under the moonlight. He frowned and looked at the brightly lit Daxia Imperial City, with a thoughtful expression on his weathered face.
…
In the secret room, Lin Huang, the instigator, was stunned. After the Nine Palaces Formation was broken, a Buddha bead the size of a dragon's eye was suspended in the air, glowing with golden light.
This is…
The second Buddha relic?!
"It is said that there is more than one relic of the Buddha and it seems to be true," Lin Huang muttered to himself as he looked at the scene in front of him.
There are countless rumors about the Buddha's relics in Cangqiong Continent, but no one knows how many there are. They only know that the power contained in each Buddha's relic is different.
No one knows what will happen when a person possesses multiple relics of Buddhas and gods.
Thinking of this, Lin Huang stared greedily at the Buddha relic in front of him, swallowed excitedly, stretched out his white palm and reached for the relic.
Buzz!
As if feeling a strange power, the Buddha's relics made a sound of Buddha and were about to fly away with a buzz...
Lin Huang frowned and moved around, chasing the relics of the Buddha and God.
At the same time, the Heavenly Shura in Lin Huang's body also changed. Bloody rays of light flickered all over Lin Huang's body, forming a terrifying whirlpool in the mysterious sea. A powerful devouring power rippled along Lin Huang's body.
The desolate meridian palm moved towards the relics of the Buddha and God.
The overbearing devouring power swept across!
In just a moment, under the power of the Heavenly Shura in Lin Huang's body, the Buddha's relics slowly calmed down after struggling violently for several times.
Buzz!
When the Buddha's relic no longer had the strength to struggle, there was a buzzing sound, and the relic was like a scorching golden stream of light, following Lin Huang's palms and sinking into the mysterious sea.
In an instant, Xuanhai shook!
Under the overbearing power of Heavenly Shura, the relic of the Buddha looked like a helpless girl who was raped. The golden Sanskrit words on the relic were the girl's clothes. They were ruthlessly stripped off by Heavenly Shura, and finally torn into golden words and flew towards the mysterious sea wall.
Obstacles, merge into it.
Then, the relic screamed and was immediately broken.
A figure of Shura also slowly appeared.
The moment Shura's figure appeared, the devouring power emitted by Tian Shura's martial soul suddenly went crazy, turning the entire Xuanhai into a whirlpool. The powerful tearing force was very rough, and it directly pulled the Shura figure into the body.
The two Shura figures began to merge...
The Xuanhai fluctuated, and as the two Shura merged, a different kind of aura was transmitted. Lin Huang felt the changes in the Xuanhai, first he frowned, then relaxed, and finally turned into incomparable surprise and ecstasy.
"Is this? Martial spirit evolution?!"
Lin Huang never thought that the Heavenly Asura Martial Spirit would evolve in this way. He had imagined many possibilities for the Martial Spirit to become stronger, but he never thought of this.
In the secret room, Lin Huang entered a state of cultivation after a brief moment of surprise...
When Lin Beichen arrived, he felt that the entire secret room was filled with a terrifying murderous aura, manic and unscrupulous. Even the God of War of Great Xia, who had killed thousands of people, Lin Beichen, felt particularly frightened.
"What kind of martial spirit is this? It has such a strong killing intent. I have been on the battlefield all my life, but I have never felt like I am facing an abyss." Feeling the power in the secret room, Lin Beichen was secretly shocked.
, "Obviously there is only a low-grade Huang-level spirit, but the high-grade Huang-level martial spirit in his body dare not raise his head and surrenders to its pressure!"
After a long time, the vitality surging in the forest wilderness finally calmed down.
The martial soul in the body then revealed its evolved appearance.
Tian Shura seems to be better looking than before he evolved, but his face is still fierce, and even with his eyes closed, he still has a domineering air that looks down on the world.
The biggest difference from before is that Shura Wuhun has two more arms.
Four-armed Heavenly Shura!
Lin Huang could feel that after having two more arms, Tian Shura seemed to be much stronger than before. Just like ordinary people fighting, his hands could not fight with four legs.
"High quality yellow grade!"
Feeling the level of the martial spirit, Lin Huang frowned, his expression was inexplicably weird, he wanted to laugh but not laugh, he wanted to suffer but not cry.
Both happy and bitter!
Top grade yellow grade!
It is naturally a happy thing that a martial spirit can evolve. However, this evolution is also too difficult, and it requires swallowing the same relics of the Buddha and God.
But how can this thing be said to exist?
According to Lin Huang's understanding, Buddha relics have only appeared three times in the past ten thousand years, and the most recent time was a thousand years ago, in the hands of Tuoba Fu, the leader of the Demon Sect.
And even if you find it, it will be very difficult to obtain it.
You know, for a Buddha relic, Liu Cangsheng pursued him relentlessly, and he hunted him to the ends of the earth for ten years. But no warrior would be indifferent to the Buddha relic.
This is exactly the bitterness of Lin Huang.
I can’t afford it!
…
"Grandpa, I accidentally removed the things inside..."
Lin Huang stood up with an apology on his face.
"It doesn't matter, if you hadn't made such a noise today, grandpa would have really forgotten this Buddhist bead." Lin Beichen smiled kindly, "Since it works for you, it's not too late for grandpa to be happy."
Lin Huang scratched his head, and then asked tentatively, "I heard Mr. Sun say that this thing was left by Lin Changtian?"
"What Lin Changtian, that's your father!"
Lin Beichen laughed and scolded, "Even though he has never come back these years, the family ties that are thicker than water cannot be erased. Your father is not a heartless person. He has not returned for many years. Grandpa believes that he must have some reasons."
Lin Huang frowned slightly, not paying attention to Lin Beichen's excuse. Instead, he was curious about what kind of person his father was.
He left Dongling Realm at the age of twenty, and it has been seven years since he left.
Seven years later, he came back once, and that was when he sent Lin Cangxue and him back to the Divine General's Mansion, and also sealed the relics of the Buddha and God in his secret room.
Doesn't he know that this dragon eye-sized relic is the relic of the Buddha and God?
Or did he know it and did it deliberately?
After that time, Lin Changtian left again, and this time for another sixteen years. There was no news for sixteen years, and he ignored his father and children.
The funny thing is that I have never even seen my father and mother. As for my sister Lin Cangxue, I probably only have a vague impression of them.
Seeing Lin Huang's silent expression, Lin Beichen sighed in his heart, "No matter how much I protect Xiao Huang, I still lack the love of my parents. And Cang Xue, that little girl, although she doesn't say anything, I'm afraid she is just thinking in her heart.
Thousands".
"Let's not talk about your father. When this little brat comes back one day, grandpa will support you and teach him a lesson." Lin Beichen laughed, easing the somewhat stagnant atmosphere in the air.
Um!
Lin Huang smiled and nodded, looking at Lin Beichen's gray temples, he also understood in his heart that the greatest wish of this Great Xia war god who once conquered mountains and rivers is to see his son in the rest of his life.
Bar.
Although Lin Beichen had never said it in front of Lin Huang, how could he not see the kind of father's longing for his son?
Lin Changtian has been away for more than ten years, but the small courtyard where he lives has always been spotless and remains the same as when he left. Sometimes, Lin Huang can still see Lin Beichen sitting on the old locust tree in the small courtyard.
Next, the figure was lonely, and he stayed in a daze for the whole night.
"I hope you are still alive, otherwise I will take you back to the General's Mansion no matter what!"
Lin Huang clenched his fists and said secretly.
Then the grandfather and grandson walked side by side and left the secret room. As they walked, they talked a lot, including the life-and-death battle with Prince Lingyun a year later, Lin Cangxue's current state in Piaoxue Palace, and the current situation of the Great Xia Dynasty.
, four general election matters...
Faced with Lin Beichen's worries, encouragement, and concern, Lin Huang responded one by one, hoping that Lin Beichen could feel at ease.
"Xiaohuang, you have already passed the adult ceremony at the age of sixteen, and now you have the idea of becoming a master? You must know that on Cangqiong Continent, if a person who practices martial arts does not have a master, it is very embarrassing, which means that you have poor qualifications!"
While chatting, Lin Beichen suddenly said seriously.
"Apprenticeship?"
Lin Huang's heart moved and he turned to look at Lin Beichen.
In his previous life, in order to be with Jun Qingcheng, Lin Huang traveled all over the mountains and rivers in the past ten years. He wanted to be a disciple of strong men several times, hoping to receive guidance to make his martial arts path smoother.
But everyone thought he had poor qualifications and no background, and they refused to even accept him as a registered disciple.
Over time, Lin Huang's interest in becoming a master has faded away. In the final analysis, the road to martial arts ultimately depends on oneself. It is lucky to have a famous master, but what's the harm if no one takes a fancy to him?
Lin Huang raised his head, looked at Lin Beichen with a smile, and said:
"Grandpa, just tell me directly, who is this master you are looking for for me?"
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