Chapter 6 Temple

Thousands of disciples of the Academy stared in front of the library, waiting for the president's answer. Jinyang has been among the crowd since he was a child, and everyone can't guess his identity. Without saying a word, the two of them snowed heavily and went to the temple.

"Ky, let's see who dies first" Su Qin was crazy and was held by the president. Jin Yang is suspecting that the dean always knows his background and has no time to pay attention to Su Qin and see that she is dead. In an instant, an ancient altar came into sight and went straight to the sky, mottled and mysterious. There are many soldiers, showing the demeanor of veterans on the battlefield. A temple stands under the altar, no luxury, only mysterious and ancient, guarded by many strong men.

The dean took the two straight into the temple, and the sacred flame swayed and reflected on their faces. The left knife and gun armor are displayed, which is rusty. The cards on the right side of the hall are expected to be listed vertically, dark and mottled. In the middle of the temple is a statue of a god, lifelike, with colorful chariots, a sword on its waist and crotch, and a big sun in his hand. The ancient glory shines, and the noble atmosphere is convincing!

The saint standing in front of the statue is the old man Jin Yang met in the library.

The dean threw the two on the ground and said, "Holy, Jinyang stole the library, this is evidence." The old president handed the eight hidden books to the saint. He looked at Su Qin and said, "Su Qin coerced Jinyang to steal the secret book and killed his disciple Qian Hao."

The saint who prayed for the statue turned around and completely disappeared from the kindness when he met Jinyang. He looked serious and solemn: "Law enforcement elders, how to deal with it." The law enforcement elder who had just arrived stood in the hall and looked at the two and said, "Stealing the secret of the heavenly book should be executed. Coerced to steal books and kill the disciples of the school palace should be demoted to the third dark prison. There was a moment of silence in the temple, Su Qin was dull, and the legendary third dark prison was more terrible than death. The immortals are like ants in the eyes of law enforcement elders, and they can't help but live and die. The temple was silent for a moment, and the swaying flame reflected on everyone's faces. The solemn temple was ancient and sacred.

After a while, the president said, "Can you keep Jin Yang's life?" The law enforcement elder did not squint: "Then throw it to the third dark prison." The president is speechless.

Jinyang knelt in the temple and saw that the dust settled, death was the best result. He looked up at the saint in the temple and said slowly, "Who are my parents?" For a moment, no one answered in the temple. For a long time, under the wing of Jin Yang, the saint finally said, "Jin Yang, your father's name is Si Qi, and he has rebelled." Jinyang's heart sank and looked at the dean. The dean nodded and said, "Your name, Jinyang, was taken for you by the saint himself. I hope you can remain the only one like the sun in the sky." After the dean said, the hall was silent again.

"Sqi, who is he?" Jin Yang saw that the three of them didn't say anything. He stood up and looked at the saint, hoping to get an answer. The law enforcement elder next to him retreated. The old disciple of the dean, the seed disciple of Tianmen Beifeng, said slowly. Jin Yang looked at the dean, but he didn't expect that his father was an elder, and he didn't expect that the master was the dean.

The dean didn't say a word, and his face turned pale: "I started the traitor, fled to Jiuyou with sacred objects, worshipped under the first demon saint, and became his own disciple. I don't have such a disciple!" Jinyang had all kinds of flavors in his heart. One day, when he heard the news of his father, he didn't expect that he was a traitor. Originally, he thought that he was an ordinary fairy who wanted his son to become a disciple of the prince's school palace, so that he could accept it, but now he is speechless.

Su Qin, who was lying on the ground, suddenly smiled and looked at Jin Yang and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be the old disciple of the dean. Unfortunately, you didn't enjoy anything and was almost castrated. In the end, you will suffer with me." Su Qin smiled miserably and looked at the tall president.

"Where's my mother?" Jinyang ignored Su Qin but continued to ask

"No one knows who your mother is." The dean said with a slightly gentle tone, "The one who sent you up the mountain is an old man who has never appeared in the Middle-earth world since." Jin Yang nodded, looked at the law enforcement elders, and bowed his head without saying a word.

The dean of the "Saint" took a step forward, and the intention of pinging for mercy was obvious. The emperor ordered that there were no taboos, and you were finally recognized." The saint said slowly, and the two elders at the next head changed their faces and looked at Jinyang. Jinyang didn't know what he meant. Holy man, the emperor's order can't protect the person who committed such a great crime. I, the Jinwu ancient clan, have experienced disasters, and there are no rules. The law enforcement elders took a step forward, tied with the president, and did not want to fight.

"There is a reason for Jinyang's past, so he was expelled from the prince's school palace and no longer cares about it. Send it to the elders of passing on merit, experienced it, and then sent it to Tianmen Biefeng for teaching. No one dared to interrupt the saint's command, and even the law enforcement elders had to bear the resolute majesty. However, there was no joy on the old face of the dean, and the law enforcement elders were angry and mentioned that Su Qin had left the temple.

Jin Yang followed the old director and slowly left the temple without a trace of happiness in his heart. From beginning to end, no one asked him about the whereabouts of the Great Emperor Jinshu and Xuanyu Yujing, and Jinyang did not say who it was. Since then, this stolen book has come to an end. No one in the prince's school palace dares to mention this matter again, and no one in charge of the dean's majesty in the prince's school palace. The theft of Taoist books was suppressed. Jinyang, who has been in the prince's school palace for 16 years, no longer exists.

The president of "Jinyang" sighed. Jinyang looked at him, and the two stood quietly in front of the temple for a moment. In the end, the dean didn't say anything and looked at the hall. Before and after, in the holy place of the altar, Jinyang did not dare to look around. He only felt that the guard was strict and different from the prince's school palace. A quarter of an hour later, I came to the front of a hall and wrote three characters of the Gong Hall, which were powerful and ancient and solemn.

"Go in," the president said with his back to Jin Yang. Jin Yang looked at the figure of the dean and speculated on his thoughts and slowly walked to the hall. The two had no more words and were silent. In this way, he looked at Jinyang and entered the hall of biography.

"Find one of these inheritances by yourself." Jin Yang just stepped into the hall and had not come to take a closer look. With a sound, an old man sitting in the hall was as white and motionless as a clock.

Jinyang looked at the light balls floating in the hall, dreamy and inviolable majesty. Walking in it, walking slowly, looking at the light ball, I couldn't help sighing that this is the inheritance of the ancestors, all left by the strong, much faster than holding a Taoist book and struggling to understand, but it is still unknown whether it can be better than blue.

For three days, Jinyang focused on every inheritance, tried to feel their will and seek a common shock. Hungry chest is close to the back, and it is difficult to stand. He sat in front of the elders, looked at him fixedly and said, "There is no inheritance." The elders of Chuangong did not pretend, "If you want to become a monk, you will inherit the fastest and have a bright future. The potential for self-conception is unlimited, and there is no shackles of predecessors after a very high level.

"No predecessor is willing to teach" Jin Yang is sad. The elder of Chuangong looked at Jinyang: "Would you like to have a seed of inheritance of the Dragon King?" Jin Yang was puzzled and replied for a while, "Yes." In front of Jinyang's eyes, the elder's hand pressed on the spirit of Jinyang, and a inheritance rushed into his mind. The strong and stubborn sea of knowledge opens up the world, the turbid air sinks, the clear air rises, and the time and space solidifies. A fairy light stands towering in the soul of Jinyang, and a divine article rotates. The tsunami-like power surging in the body and supremely dominates the world. Bone and flesh are destroyed and crush everything. Jinyang's soul is frozen and difficult to control.

The elder who had been silent in the Chuangong Hall laughed, looked at Jinyang, who had been reborn dozens of times in front of him, and muttered, "Canglong Tianjun is really generous. A wisdom fairy light was given to him like this. I don't know how many immortals to envy." The elder Chuangong's eyes were bright, staring at Jinyang's sea of knowledge, looking at the skill, and his face slowly became puzzled. Jinyang slowly adapts to the sea, the fairy light crosses the sky, clears the sky, the turbid air becomes the ground, and the divine soul stands up to the sky.

"Jinyang, there are three articles about the heavenly power of crossing the disaster, the inner part, the outer part and the taboo part. Now I will pass on the outer part to you. If you want to cross the disaster, you can come to the heavenly Taoist temple. The wisdom and fairy light will be sent to you together. I hope you can become the god of war." The voice disappeared and disappeared without a trace. Jin Yang opened his eyes and kept echoing that sentence. I also felt that there was a strong power in my body, and the immortals did not dare to underestimate it. Elder, this Canglong Tianjun?"

Everything was just for a second, and the elders came to his senses: "Canglong Tianjun, one of the two leaders of the Jinwugu clan, is tied with the saints. It is also one of the supreme beings in heaven. What is the foreign article? Jin Yang is extremely puzzled. He has only seen Taoist books before and doesn't know much about inheritance.

"The power of crossing the disaster is the core skill of the dragon emperor. The outer part can only practice the Taoist body, and the inner part can cultivate the yuan god. The taboo chapter is a means of fighting, and the secret method of protecting the road is the most important of the three articles. The struggle is to fight between heaven and earth, and to conspire with the way of heaven. After the elder said, Jin Yang said urgently, "How far can the body be cultivated in the outer part? You can't become a yuan god without the inner part?"

"Taoist body, heaven and earth collapse, the universe reverse, immortality. The inner part specializes in the yuan god, and the outer part is not uncultivable, but difficult to cultivate, and the achievement is not high and slow. I don't know anything else." After saying that, the elder slapped him out, but before Jin Yang could react, his soul was beaten out and his body collapsed to the ground. The soul that has not yet become a yuan god is frozen in the hands of the elders and can't move, and Jin Yang also loses consciousness.

"Little guy, the experience has begun." The elder smiled and suddenly called out a big flag in his hand. The magic lines are dense and powerful. If it is fully recovered, the immortals are not the opponent.

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