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Chapter 260: A hearty infiltration

Everyone could see that Chen Lang was obviously seriously injured. That was the advantage they had worked so hard to create.

The result was right in front of them. Chen Lang was recovering at such a miraculous speed. Was it a trick? They were unsure, and someone looked at the old man next to them.

However, the words have been let go. As Chen Lang said, those who are fighting with Chen Lang now are the young talents of each sect, and they are the faces of each sect. If they retreat, there is really no need to discuss the Tao tomorrow. .

What an unimaginable opponent.

Several disciples of Wu Zhongmen raised their iron swords, and a huge shadow was gradually condensing behind them. It was a wretched fire shadow, stronger than the one summoned by Qin Yue.

"Everyone, go back." The old man said.

They did not leave, but stood around Chen Lang, with increasingly fierce fighting spirit in their eyes.

"He has fully recovered, what about you?" the old man said again.

Several disciples paused, then sighed softly, put away their swords, and left.

Is this the so-called "epoch-breaker"? Several other disciples of the Wuzuan Sect were silent for a while. They suspected that Chen Lang was also at the end of his strength, but since the elder gave the answer, there was no chance at all.

It is really disappointing to lose to such a "generation-defining person".

Seeing the disciples leaving, more or less unwillingly, Zhong Haoran showed an imperceptible smile on his face.

What a nostalgic scene.

Although the several disciples he trained have their own characteristics, their opponents are still unconvinced in the same way, which is really pleasing to the eye.

"Do we still need to continue discussing Tao?" Chen Lang asked.

The old man glanced at the golden disk spinning in Chen Lang's right hand, then calmly moved away and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Chen Lang's current strength is unmatched by anyone of his generation. I didn't expect that such a young person would appear again in just a few years." Master, Elder Zhong is really good at cultivating unparalleled talents, this ability is really enviable.”

"If you envy others, it's better to improve yourself. You may not be able to reach where you are now by envying others." Zhong Haoran said.

"makes sense."

There was a look of relief on the old man's face, and he nodded to Chen Lang, "Okay, since you don't like to talk about Taoism, then we will simplify the process. You are here to pass on the obscene fire, and we are also working hard to complete the Taoism. It’s been a long time, starting from tomorrow, we will arrange for you to gain enlightenment in the Hall of Valor.”

"Right now." Chen Lang said.

"Okay, now." The old man agreed.

Of course, "now" is definitely impossible. Opening the Hall of Heroes is not a trivial matter. The Endless Sect requires preparations, and Chen Lang will have to wait for a while.

Due to the previous conflict, Zhong Haoran naturally could not leave Cunbu anymore.

"Have you ever estimated how long it will take for you to accept the obscene fire inheritance this time?" Zhong Haoran asked.

Chen Lang shook his head, "How did I know this?"

Zhong Haoran said, "Based on my experience, it takes about five to ten years to successfully analyze an ancient Taoist tradition. The Weihuo Taoist tradition is slightly different. It has a higher degree of incompleteness and is particularly difficult to analyze. And the Qin family seems to have Not being willing to give it to you may make it difficult for you and take you longer than expected.

If you need a longer time, I might make some preparations to stay here longer. "

"It shouldn't take long." Chen Lang thought for a while, "It shouldn't take more than a month."

He didn't expect to get the inheritance for too long. If it really took five or ten years, he chose to give up directly.

It’s not the main quest. If it’s used to promote the main quest in five or ten years, maybe the Nascent Soul has transformed into a god, so why do you still need this thing?

Besides, judging from the analysis speed of the Hundred-Faced Demon, it shouldn't take that long.

"Is that so? I understand." Zhong Haoran nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Soon after, there was an invitation at Wu Zhong's door.

It was still the elder surnamed Mu. He took several deacons and told Chen Lang that the Hall of Heroes had been cleaned and invited Chen Lang to go and gain enlightenment.

Chen Lang stood up immediately, while Elder Mu looked at Zhong Haoran, "Fellow Taoist, do you want to go with us?"

"certainly."

Zhong Haoran stood up. He didn't have any trust in Wu End Sect now. On the surface, everything was calm. In fact, since the conflict between Chen Lang and Chen Lang, his mind had never left Chen Lang for a moment.

The Hall of Heroes is different from what Chen Lang thought. It is a black hall. The whole body looks like it is made of some kind of metal. There is no white luster inside, and it is even a little dark. The interior of the hall is quite spacious and has been cleaned cleanly. There are several A disciple of Wu Zhongmen was walking out and passed Chen Lang with a somewhat hostile look.

"This is the Hall of Heroes?" Chen Lang asked.

He has dealt with the Hall of Valor before. He was accidentally imprisoned in it before, and it was different from what he saw now.

"The Hall of Heroes is an ancient artifact of immortality. Of course, its state when it appears as a saint is different from its normal state."

The old man knew that Chen Lang was confused and said sincerely: "In fact, even my Qin family cannot grasp the Hall of Heroes. It is still unclear which part of the Hall of Heroes the Void Gate is connected to.

Our analysis of the Obscene Fire inheritance is only one-tenth of the tenth. The things of that era were too sophisticated, and many inheritances were completely broken. "

Chen Lang nodded and asked no more questions. He explored back and forth in the Hall of Heroes, passed through the main hall, and came to the back hall. He soon saw rows of huge corpses, standing like this in the dark back hall. The huge terracotta warriors and horses are all wretched ancient corpses.

In fact, there were not many corpses, only twenty or thirty, but their shapes were uneven. Some were only the size of lambs, while others were seven or eight feet tall, with their shriveled heads close to the dome.

The ancient corpse he brought was also displayed here. It was of medium size, and its front legs were broken by the contact of the Cursed Bell, so it was easy to recognize.

"This is all our collections."

The old man introduced them briefly, "Since the excavation of the Hall of Heroes, for more than two hundred years, my Qin family has been analyzing these Taoist traditions day and night. We have made a lot of efforts to make the inheritance of the wretched fire reappear in the world, and it can be regarded as a small harvest."

After that, he looked at Chen Lang and said meaningfully, "Daoyou, you want to get these Taoist traditions, but it is not a matter of one day or one night. Are you ready?"

"I have my own estimate." Chen Lang said.

"That's good." The old man nodded, said nothing, and then looked at Zhong Haoran, "Does Elder Zhong also want to comprehend together?"

Zhong Haoran was silent for a moment, but did not choose to comprehend together, "I need to watch nearby."

"It doesn't matter."

The old man said: "During normal comprehending time, the Hall of Heroes is open, but this time is special. Elder Zhong probably doesn't want him to be disturbed during his comprehending, so we will close the Hall of Heroes until he finishes comprehending.

We will not disturb him during this period. If Elder Zhong is worried, just watch nearby."

After that, the old man left, and Chen Lang's retreat officially began.

The gate of the Hall of Heroes was closed, and the surroundings gradually dimmed. Some eternal lights slowly lit up. Wuzhongmen made many similar decorations in the Hall of Heroes.

Chen Lang summoned the Fengming Furnace and threw out a person.

"Is this the Hall of Heroes?" The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord looked around, leaned over and touched the ground, showing a satisfied look.

It was a really enjoyable infiltration.

To be honest, the ecstasy at the corner of his mouth was almost unbearable.

He had been coveting the Qin family's Hall of Heroes for a long time. The inheritance of the wretched fire needed to be analyzed, and he was best at this. This was simply a treasure made for him. He could not imagine how strong his endurance was that he had not come for so many years.

If the analysis was completed this time, he did not know what would happen to the Qin family, but he, the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, would surely be famous on the continent.

Suddenly, the satisfied look on his face gradually disappeared.

"Didn't I tell you to make sure the surroundings were safe before calling me out?"

Chen Lang said, "Isn't this quite safe?"

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord shook his finger expressionlessly, and several wretched fire ancient corpses collapsed. A man stood behind, who looked like a deacon of the Wuzhong Gate, holding several ever-burning lamps in his hands, and the milky white lampshades revealed a halo of light.

"Sorry, I disturbed you." The deacon said.

Then, he touched the mechanism at the door, the door of the hall opened, and he walked out.

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