Standing in the hall, Guanghong's eyes returned to their previous clarity after the mark on his forehead disappeared.
But he seemed to know what he said, and his expression became extremely frightened.
Facing Lin Batian who was sitting above him, he knelt down again and kowtowed: "My lord, I don't know why..."
"Okay, get out of here first, don't be an eyesore here." Lin Batian waved his hand and said.
Upon hearing this, Guanghong immediately stood up and left the hall as if he had received amnesty.
Lin Batian stood up slowly, frowning.
"My lord, what is the purpose of the two camps in Zhonghuang?" Bai Mei next to him asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Did you hear what he just said?" Lin Batian asked.
"I heard it, but I'm even more confused." Bai Mei replied.
"His words do sound a bit strange, but when I think about it, the meaning is actually very simple." Lin Batian said, "The result they want to see is losing both sides, which means... Feitian and Chaos,
We are essentially a family.”
"Their purpose is even clearer. They want Zhonghuang to fight among themselves. The more monks die in the middle, the happier they will be."
"Therefore, the two bullshit camps are just superficial illusions. What is happening in Zhonghuang... is actually a comprehensive foreign invasion... It can even be called a massacre against the monks in Zhonghuang."
These words caused a look of shock to appear on Bai Mei's face.
According to Lin Batian, the situation in Zhonghuang is far more dangerous than imagined.
"These guys are still trying to expel us..." Lin Batian narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.
In fact, what he was more concerned about was that the other party's reaction was abnormal after he mentioned Qing Tianzun.
If the other party doesn't know who Qing Tianzun is, they can just tell him.
The other party's reaction was that they were obviously aware of Qing Tianzun's existence, but he didn't mention it and skipped it.
This attitude is very subtle.
"Qing Tianzun will not have anything to do with these two camps... no, does this camp have something to do with it?" Lin Batian's eyes flickered and he thought in his heart, "We have to find a way to investigate the Feitian camp and the Chaos camp in depth... But right now
The only way to investigate this situation in depth is to... join them."
"With how cautious they are, if I want to join any of their camps, I'm afraid they will have to leave a lot of marks in my body... but it doesn't matter."
Lin Batian made his decision without thinking for too long.
"I don't know what the situation is like over there... let's have a little race to see if he finds Ji Xingyuan first or I find Qing Tianzun first."
…
The ruins of the Yushen Clan and the hidden treasure territory.
Fang Yu searched the entire secret realm but did not get any more valuable information.
Those three scrolls are the most valuable information in this secret realm.
However, although no more information was obtained, the treasures in this secret area are incredibly numerous and of great variety.
Divine weapons, panaceas, magic weapons and secret books...everything is of top quality.
The Holy Lord of Jiuzhou has been staring at these treasures, exclaiming in surprise from time to time.
"You may be interested in this secret technique."
Suddenly, the Holy Lord of Jiuzhou found a secret book on the bookshelf and said to Fang Yu in the distance.
Fang Yu turned around and asked, "What secret method?"
"The name of this secret method is "The Art of Falling Gods."" Jiuzhou Saint Lord replied, "I know this secret method... This was the key to the way that the stars and the eight gods were able to dominate the middle wasteland back then."
"oh?"
Hearing this, Fang Yu also became interested and walked to the Jiuzhou Saint Lord.
When he saw the book "The Art of Falling Gods", he reached out and took it down and started to read.
However, the magic formula of the gods is indeed obscure and difficult to understand.
At least, not something Fang Yu could understand.
He flipped through it for a while, then closed the secret book and frowned, "I don't understand."
"I told you before that many of the Yu Shen Clan's skills were stolen, but they are very smart. They will improve the stolen skills and secrets, and at the same time encrypt them with their unique characters to make these skills
Become a true untransmitted dharma.”
"It's so shameless!"
When the Holy Lord of Nine Provinces said this, the anger in his tone was still difficult to conceal.
"Is there anyone who can decipher these characters?" Fang Yu asked.
"The Gods... For monks who truly have the blood of the Gods, these characters can be understood naturally." The Holy Lord of Nine Provinces replied, "And even if we learn it, it is difficult to master it."
"You must be able to understand if you have the blood of the Gods?" Fang Yu asked with raised eyebrows.
"As far as I know...that's it." Jiuzhou Sage replied.
"That's it."
Fang Yu nodded, a figure already appeared in his mind.
It’s not who it is, it’s Han Miaoyi outside!
Han Miaoyi, as a god-demonic body, has the blood of a high-level god in her body.
The so-called high-level gods are actually probably the domain gods. It is hard to say which branch they are.
If the gods can understand these characters naturally, then... Han Miaoyi can naturally do it too.
"After we go out later, let Han Miaoyi give it a try." Fang Yu thought to himself.
"The secret area here is full of treasures, you should try to take as many as possible." The Holy Lord of Nine Provinces reminded again.
"Take as much as you can? Are you kidding me?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.
"You... look down on these treasures?!" The Holy Lord of Nine Provinces was secretly happy.
If Fang Yu really doesn't want these treasures, then his gains will be huge!