Highly recommended: In the cave, strange fluctuations spread, difficult to see with the naked eye, difficult to know from the soul, and only the members of the Hidden Pavilion can feel it.
"A wonderful token."
Feeling this strange fluctuation, the corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and a little surprise flashed in his starry eyes.
I didn't expect this token to be so mysterious that it could transmit information, and only the members of the Hidden Pavilion could accept it.
In other words, he can contact the members of the Hidden Pavilion at any time, and he doesn't have to worry about being intercepted by outsiders.
Such treasures can afford the word wonderful.
After that, the look of surprise in Ling Xian's eyes turned to anticipation.
He had already sent a message to the members of the Hidden Pavilion through the mysterious jade pendant, asking all the people of the Hidden Pavilion to meet a hundred miles away from the Sansheng Pavilion in ten days.
At that time, he would be able to meet those members of the Hidden Pavilion who took it as their mission to protect the Sansheng Pavilion.
"It is said that although the number of people in the Hidden Pavilion is small, but Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, all of them are capable people."
Ling Xianxing's eyes were full of anticipation, and he said, "I want to see if the rumors are true." ” After speaking, he crossed his knees on the futon, slowly closed his eyes, and sat still like an old monk.
Sansheng Pavilion, Tibetan Scripture Building.
An old man with gray hair and a gauntlet figure was sweeping the floor.
His hands moved slowly and hard, as if he had exhausted all his strength every time.
However, his expression was very focused, even religious.
It was as if what he was doing was not a trivial sweep, but an extremely sacred thing.
He was so focused on the broom in his hand, on the dust under his feet, tirelessly, and without impatience.
And at this moment, a strange fluctuation came, and the old man's hand holding the broom suddenly stiffened.
"The Lord of the Hidden Pavilion, has he finally been born again?"
With a complicated sigh, the old man put down the broom and disappeared in place in an instant.
Sansheng Pavilion is thousands of miles away, in a green building.
More than a dozen pretty women gathered together, or playing the piano and playing the flute, or dancing and singing, or rubbing their shoulders and feeding wine, pleasing the handsome man in the middle.
He lay on his side on the gold-wire bed, his chest wide open, revealing his muscles.
There was a playful smile on the handsome and fair face, and his hands were wantonly kneading the fullness of the woman next to him, and the evil spirit was awe-inspiring, so unhappy.
But at this moment, a strange fluctuation came, which made him frown suddenly.
"Get Me Out" With a wave of his big hand, the man got dressed and got up, and flew towards the Sansheng Pavilion.
Only a helpless and excited word slowly echoed.
"Just in time to send a message when I am happy, this Lord of the Hidden Pavilion is really not the right time to come."
In a dark and secluded ancient tomb, hundreds of corpse demons emerged, and a fierce aura swept in all directions, making people shudder.
These corpse demons all have the cultivation of the peak of the primordial infant, and they have no spiritual intelligence, they don't know pain, and they are a very difficult creature to deal with.
Right now, hundreds of corpse demons joined forces to attack, and the fierce aura that erupted shook the entire ancient tomb However, he couldn't help the woman in the red suit who walked through it.
She is heroic, pretty, tall and sexy, and walks through the corpse like a butterfly.
Every time he struck, he burst out with extremely ferocious power, blasting the corpse demons one after another.
Although these corpse demons are very powerful, and it is even more terrifying for hundreds of heads to come out together, it is difficult to stop the power of the woman, and she was killed in a moment.
"Just a corpse demon, I also want to stop my Yu Zhiyou" The woman in the power suit clapped her hands and stood proudly between the severed arms and stumps, heroic and cool, not losing to men.
After that, she opened her slender round thighs and walked towards the front of the tomb.
But just as she was taking a step, a strange fluctuation came, causing her to stop in her tracks instantly.
"Master of the Hidden Chamber" Yu Zhiyou raised her eyebrows, and her pretty face showed a touch of playfulness, and said: "Interesting, I haven't seen the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion since I was born, I want to see what this person is capable of, and he can be my boss." ” As the words fell, she abandoned the ancient tomb and flew towards the Sansheng Pavilion.
The wind and snow are all over the sky, cold like a knife, and it is cold for thousands of miles, and it is rarely populated.
A sturdy man sat cross-legged on top of the ice peak, swallowing the cold air around him.
His black hair was scattered, his sword eyebrows were starry, and his knife-like face was full of determination.
It can be seen that he is an extremely tenacious person.
Otherwise, it is impossible to treat the ice and snow as nothing.
You must know that the temperature in this place is extremely terrifying, and even a powerhouse in the Dao Choice Realm will not be able to stay here for too long, let alone use this place to cultivate.
However, this person dared to absorb the cold air of this place, and he was unharmed.
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This would never have been possible without great strength.
And just as this person was concentrating on cultivation, a strange fluctuation came, making him open his eyes.
Suddenly, two rays of divine light shot out, shattering the vacuum Immediately after, the ice peak he was sitting on began to crumble, and in the blink of an eye, it had already shattered into ice chips.
"Boom" The wind and snow were all over the sky, the ice chips were flying, and the man stood proudly in the void, like the supreme nether, and the divine power shook the eight wildernesses "The Lord of the Hidden Pavilion, the Lord of My Cold Night Flight, has finally appeared" The Northern Underworld, the Dark Forest.
A creature about three feet in size was swinging in the forest, with long ears and big black eyes, and he looked like a child.
Around him, there was a thick black aura, which looked strange and mysterious.
If there were monks here, they would have been alarmed, because the aura emanating from the black qi turned out to be a curse As we all know, curses are terrible, very difficult, and they are something that no one wants to get their hands on.
However, all around this strange creature is a curse.
Moreover, these curses poured out of his body, how incredible It's just unbelievable Shrouded in a curse, the strange creature not only did not have the slightest abnormality, but enjoyed it.
This contradictory scene, if it is seen, is probably scared to death.
At this moment, a strange wave crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and came to this place.
Suddenly, the strange creature jumped off the swing, and a flash of excitement flashed in its big eyes.
But soon, it turned into frustration.
"Alas, it's too far, I guess when I get there, the pavilion master will already be gone."
With a long sigh, the strange creature said helplessly: "Forget it, let's see you again when you have a chance." ” Ling Xian issued an order, and all the people of the Hidden Pavilion heard the wind and gathered towards the Three Lives Pavilion.
These are very low-key on weekdays, or peddlers and pawns, or businessmen, walking in the world in another capacity.
But without exception, they are all capable people, and each of them is very extraordinary.
Not all of these people were disciples of the Sansheng Pavilion, and the ancestors of most of them were brothers or servants who had fought side by side with the Sansheng Laymen.
Therefore, they all take it as their duty to protect the Sansheng Pavilion, or the reason and meaning of their life is to stand up and protect the Sansheng Pavilion in times of crisis.
Of course, there is also the unconditional obedience to the lord of the Hidden Pavilion.
Therefore, Ling Xian issued an order, and except for those who were restricted by the conditions, the rest of the people rushed over: