Chapter 516: The Inheritance of the White People (4)

Ye Tianxin suppressed the tension in his heart.

Stop fiddling.

Intuition told her that Cheng Huang had no hostility, otherwise she would not be able to live until now.

"By yellow?"

Cheng Huang did not respond.

The slender eyelashes moved, and the eyeballs followed.

"Recognize me?" Ye Tianxin tried to communicate.

However, Cheng Huang couldn't speak, just looked at her silently.

Just when Ye Tianxin tried to continue communicating.

Yo-

Cheng Huang shouted, and then stepped forward again, running towards the front.

Ye Tianxin almost lost his footing, and quickly mobilized his vitality to stabilize his figure.

After an experience, Ye Tianxin didn't seem so embarrassed, but firmly stood up with the seal and looked forward.

There are endless jungles, countless birds in the sky, and countless beasts on the ground.

Ye Tianxin was surprised to see it.

Cheng Huang jumped again, crossed a large small jungle at a time, and fell.

Finally, Cheng Huang stopped.

It was sitting on the ground, not moving, but raised its head and made a sound that was brighter than before.

Yo-

The voice vented.

The birds and beasts all around suddenly scattered and fled.

Ye Tianxin raised his head to the sky, only to find that on the opposite side of the small lake, there was a stone statue more than ten feet high.

It is also a statue of a woman.

Ye Tianxin was shocked when he saw it, flew over and landed at the foot of the huge stone statue.

At the foot of the stone statue, there are two big characters: Baimin.

There are a lot of small characters next to it, and there are array patterns protection...However, under the erosion of long years, it has long been blurred, and it is difficult to recognize the pits.

I don't know why.

When Ye Tianxin saw the word Baimin... tough as she was, and at this moment, unable to restrain her emotions, she sobbed excitedly.

All kinds of past come to mind.

The people of Yulong Village are still in sight.

Unfortunately, everything has changed.

All the hard work paid off.

All efforts have been proven.

...

Cheng Huang called at her, pulling her back from her past thoughts.

Ye Tian calmed down and turned around.

The white clothes are like snow, standing under the stone statue, and his eyes have become more tenacious than before.

"Cheng Huang, I... Ye Tianxin, found you."

Take advantage of the yellow pressure to lower your head and lean down.

The bridge of the nose fell on the lake.

This small lake is only the size of a palm for it.

Ye Tianxin looked puzzled: "Are you asking me to drink lake water?"

Cheng Huang shook his head.

"bath?"

Cheng Huang nodded.

Ye Tianxin: "..."

She is a daughter after all.

Just take a shower like this... how can there be no embarrassment at all.

call!

Cheng Huang suddenly waved his paw and patted her.

Ye Tianxin was startled, and quickly mobilized his vitality, condensed into a ganglion, and stood in front of him.

boom!

Ye Tianxin flew out.

Pfft!

fell into the lake.

Ye Tianxin stuck his head out of the lake... looked over in puzzlement.

Cheng Huang pressed his head down, showing a helpless expression, and raised his paws, as if to say, my lower paws are very light.

Then, turned around and jumped.

The wind rises and falls.

When the surroundings are quiet, where can you see the shadow of Chenghuang.

At the same time, she felt the warmth coming from the lake... and there was a special vitality in the water that gathered towards her.

Different and comfortable.

"What a special lake!"

Looking down, she was surprised to find,

The lake level is a huge formation area.

The formation illuminated the entire lake, and the light penetrated the water surface, so that the lines of the formation appeared in the sky.

The vitality energy in the formation began to irrigate towards her at a frantic speed.

Ye Tianxin suddenly felt that the sea of ​​qi in his dantian had filled up!

In my heart, I was even more surprised that staying in the lake could actually increase the cultivation base! ?

The energy in the water keeps coming together!

Ye Tianxin didn't dare to continue thinking wildly, so he stood cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Half of the body is submerged in the water.

Vitality gathered frantically.

...

the next day.

Taixu Academy, in the conference hall.

"Motian Pavilion deceives people too much! Sacrificial Tiantai killed hundreds of my disciples, and Penglai Island killed hundreds of my disciples... Jiang Renyi, Jiang Lizhi, Yuan Chong all died in battle, and Taixu Jinjian was also taken away by Motian Pavilion! If you don’t repay your revenge, it’s hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart!” said the head Xiao Shan.

"That's right... Motian Pavilion is too much, Patriarch... This matter can't be left alone."

At this time, an elder poured cold water and said, "Motian Pavilion Ji Tiandao Jiuye Xiuwei... How do you take revenge?"

Everyone was stunned.

A group of people shouted loudly.

Lin Xin, who was sitting at the top, frowned slightly and said, "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated... Taixu Academy has always been on good terms with gods, and has never dealt with crooked and wicked ways. If you can ask the imperial family of Shendu to take action and use the ten unique formations, If you cast a net of heaven and earth, you may be able to capture Jiuye."

"That's right! Shike can't be humiliated. Old Demon Ji doesn't take us seriously at all! Besides... His Majesty's continuous breakthroughs, maybe he will become the next Jiuye. Until then, let's see how arrogant he is!"

At this moment, a disciple's voice came from outside——

"Report! God is flying books."

"God is flying books? Who is flying books?"

The disciple took Feishu apart and said, "Okay, it seems to be from Motian Pavilion."

"read."

The disciple glanced at the content on the flying book, and his expression became colorful.

The head Xiao Shan frowned and said, "I want you to read it, hurry up!"

The disciple swallowed and said:

"This seat is the first nine-leaf powerhouse in the world today, the owner of the Motian Pavilion, the master of the nine major disciples, are you afraid? This seat is limited to Lin Xin, the patriarch of the Taixu Academy, and one will be given to the Motian Pavilion within seven days. Explain. If not... I will kill your whole family! Ha, ha, ha..."

Everyone frowned and looked at the disciple blankly: "???"

Diverse expressions.

Is this what Ji Tiandao, the patriarch of Motian Pavilion, said?

Are you sure it's not a sand sculpture impersonating?

Doubts are doubts, but no one dares to speak out.

boom!

The elderly Lin Xin slapped the table, and the table was torn apart.

"Relying on his own nine leaves, bullying others everywhere... The old man doesn't believe it, there is no way to cure him in the world!"

Just finished speaking.

The head Xiao Shan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly stood up, facing Lindao: "Master Patriarch... How about you, go and plead guilty?"

"Huh?" Lin Xin rolled his eyes.

The elders next to them stood up one after another and bowed towards Lin Xin.

"Master Patriarch, it's really not easy for Taixu Academy to reach its current foundation. Motian Pavilion, we can't afford to provoke it!"

"Yeah, the devil of the Motian Pavilion kills without blinking an eye, and none of the top ten famous schools will end well. The Taixu Academy has finally come to an end today, and it can't be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

"When someone breaks the nine leaves, Taixu Academy will definitely be ashamed of the previous day, but before that..."

Lin Xin's old face twitched.

Eyelids jumped.

Just now, one by one was still filled with righteous indignation, scolding Motian Pavilion, and even Jiuye ignored it.

Emotions... Are they all pretentious?

Lin Xin's eyes sank, and he looked at the crowd with hatred for iron and steel. He gritted his teeth and said, "This old man would rather die than give in! I will go to the capital tomorrow and see who can help this old man!"

"..."

...

At the same time, the story of the patriarch of the Motian Pavilion, holding up the floating island with his palm, spread again.

It spread to the city of Yuzhou, restaurants and teahouses are all legends.

"Brother, I'm so disturbing, can you repeat how Master Motiange used his palm to hold the floating island?" The blue-robed swordsman smiled at the practitioner opposite the teahouse.

"If you want to hear it, then I will say..."

The practitioner showed the same smile.