Lin Jiutian's sudden attack surprised everyone present.

Today, I am not a temporary idea to discuss this with Shen Chong. Everyone had already decided yesterday.

But it is obvious that the answer given by Shen Chong now is not enough to satisfy people.

All his words were mysterious and far from the level he showed in his previous papers.

Some people wanted to question it, but Lin Jiutian, who was standing proudly beside the dragon-headed stone chair with his hands on his back, made people feel sharp.

Finally, someone suddenly woke up.

Regardless of whether Lin Jiutian will step down in a few days, no matter how indifferent he had made things difficult for others to Shen Chong before, everyone's behavior seems a bit too much today, touching Lin Jiutian's reverse scale.

They were taking Lin Jiutian’s daughter Yinuo to find trouble for Shen Chong.

Lin Jiutian made certain concessions, but everything was appropriate and the way of opening and closing was emphasized. The boss’s heart is probably a bit tense.

Indeed, Lin Jiutian did secretly give Shen Chong a lot of convenience in the past due to his status.

But now that he thinks about it carefully, Shen Chong has not wasted much of the resources to kill demons. The benefits he has received are generally the private property of the old man and Lin Jiutian.

If Shen Chong had already owed the favor of killing demons before, he had given the 2.0 version of the Spirit Gathering Array for free and supplied the pre-examination equipment exclusively to kill demons, he had no owed anything.

In recent decades, the Demon-Slaying has supported many non-staff members, especially the Thirty-Six Tiangang as the most.

However, after investing, the Tiangang organization has achieved such rapid results and such significant results, Shen Chong’s steep mountains are the only one.

The old woman Tianshu had some problems, but after looking at Lin Jiutian's cold face, she finally kept silent and sighed in her heart.

What Shen Chong said just now had made her feel something, and she might be able to take the opportunity to go further and see through some of the secrets.

Unexpectedly, this idea was interrupted and could only come to an abrupt end, which made her very regretful.

In fact, she knew that Shen Chong had an answer in his heart, but she was not willing to say it.

But if Shen Chongzhen said it in public, the other elders present, no matter whether they were humans or demons, would not say a little gossip.

The old lady’s original intention was to help Lin Jiutian excuse her.

She personally also thinks that Lin Jiutian is too laissez-faire to Shen Chong.

It’s a pity that I don’t know if Lin Jiutian was wrong, or if he was really eager to let Shen Chong enter the Sutra Pavilion.

In short, Shen Chongshun got off the donkey and as soon as his father-in-law spoke, he immediately nodded and walked forward quickly.

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Shen Chong stood in front of the Dragon Shou stone chair and was about to step inside, a low shout came from behind.

He looked back and found that it was Lin Jiutian's successor Jiang Huer.

The nine-tailed fox demon who looks less than twenty on the surface but is said to have a lifespan of at least a hundred years.

"What's up?"

Shen Chong asked with a frown.

Lin Jiutian still didn't say a word, looking at the nose and the nose.

"You only have three days, and three days later at twelve o'clock in the morning..."

Shen Chong turned around and walked forward, "Correction is three days and four and a half hours."

"you……"

Before Jiang Hu'er finished speaking, Shen Chong had already stepped inside.

She subconsciously stepped forward and tried to step forward, but Lin Jiutian turned slightly without feeling, blocking her.

At this time, Lin Jiutian's expression finally changed a little.

He frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Hu'er with a strange and somewhat puzzled look.

The sound of lightning and thunder sounded behind everyone, and Shen Chong entered the Secret Realm of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Everyone, it is very difficult to kill demons to reach today. I have opinions in my heart, and I try my best to understand, but some things cannot be too far off the ground after all, I am right?"

His tone was calm, as if there was no wave in the ancient well.

Others felt a little nervous when they heard it.

However, Shen Chong felt a dizzy moment as soon as he entered the passage. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of a seven-story Chinese octane octane.

He turned around and looked into the sky, and there was a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

It seems that this Sutra Pavilion is different from the previous Ding Yan Secret Realm and Geng Rong Secret Realm. The timeline here is not staggered from the outside world.

The visibility here is not high. Looking from a distance, you can only see hazy mountains.

When the line of sight is set from near to far, about 100 meters, the authenticity of the creation in the secret realm has undergone a qualitative change, giving people the feeling that the pixel suddenly changes from 1080 to 720, and a little further away, it becomes more excessive 360 ​​and 180p.

In recent decades, although the speed of the birth of masters has increased a lot compared to the past, they are not old enough and their skills in using power are not as good as those of the ancients.

The secret realm they built in just a few decades is not as complete as the ghost dragon.

However, Shen Chong did not mean to look down on the demon-slaying people. The reason was very simple. The founder team poured most of their energy into the spire tower. As for other flashy arrangements, they were completely cancelled.

Shen Chong walked to the front door and printed his palm on it.

It is cool and harsh to buy, the door has a metal texture, and the large piece of bluestone next to the door frame also looks extremely real and has a simple charm.

After a long time, two words jumped out of the door, which was his name, indicating that he had passed the identity verification.

After walking inside, the huge hall was illuminated by seventy-two long-lasting oil lamps.

The fireworks were free of wind, but strangely, the firelight shone on him without any warmth, which made people bit cold.

The bookshelf is neatly arranged around the four walls of the minaret, classified and clearly marked.

Shen Chong breathed a sigh of relief, all the paper books made him feel a little helpless, but fortunately he no longer had to read every book carefully like he did when he was in the ghost dragon.

The classification method of classics is also extremely simple and crude, and is divided according to the sects and forces that contributed this part of classics.

Turn on the visual enhancement, he scanned the bookshelf very quickly and searched the titles written on the spine one by one.

Then he raised his hand and a calculation fell in the sky.

He pounded hard on the abacus, and about seventy books flew out of their respective bookshelfs and landed towards the table in front of him.

He skipped all the secrets of martial arts, neither learning spiritual skills nor how to practice spiritual sources. He only read many biography of monsters in the inheritance sect that may still be prosperous or may have long been extinct.

He first spread out all seventy books on the table, and then waved his right arm hard.

The super strong body with a sixth-grade increase in the Earth-level level made his wave of hand drive the strong wind.

Under the wonderful shaking of his fingertips, the strong wind divided into seventy-two wisps, turning each book out one page at the same time just right.

The conditions in this place did not allow it, so he could not make a book-turning tool, but fortunately after breaking through the ground gate, his strength is different now.

Whether it is absolute power or subtle manipulation, they have reached the level of transformation.

From then on, he finally began to peek at all the information that only the on-duty chairman could view infinitely.

Time flies, and three days pass in a blink of an eye.

As he got closer and closer at twelve o'clock in the morning when he had to leave here, Shen Chong had already walked out of the spire tower and leaned his back against the door frame at the entrance of the tower, his expression was extremely complicated.

Too cruel.

Why is this the case?
Chapter completed!