My Opening Shocks the Queen

After leaving the Diyuan Hall, Ning Tian was directly running his spiritual energy, stepping on the dragon's footsteps, and his body was like a wandering dragon, swept towards the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

The scope of the entire Demon Sect is extremely broad.

Every hill is a hall, and the distance between the halls is very far.

Back then, it took Ning Tian several dozens of minutes to go from where Luo Wuqing lived to the Temple of Heavenly Demons.

......

The Xuanjie Cultivation Technique, the Dragon Step, is really reliable.

Under the urging of Ning Tian, ​​in just a few minutes, he came to the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion.

Most importantly, he also discovered an important thing.

It is precisely because of the large amount of spiritual energy stored in his body that he is able to release the dragon step all the time!

Don't worry at all, the aura is exhausted.

This feeling.

It's cool!

In front of it is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The huge and magnificent ancient building has five floors.

It is said that the previous leader of the Demon Sect has collected all the exercises and martial arts that he has searched for his whole life.

And each level, the higher the level, the higher the quality of the exercises.

Many disciples of the Demon Sect were lining up in front of the ancient building.

One by one is waiting to enter the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Ning Tian is in urgent need of a good practice technique now, and the spiritual energy in his body is already piled up like a mountain.

The function of the exercises is to transmit them to the place where the body should go.

In this way, it also helps to increase the speed of practice.

Ning Tian walked over.

Glancing at the long dragon-like team, he couldn't help frowning, and murmured, "Such a long team? That has to be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"

"Hey, you don't know that."

His murmuring was heard by a fat disciple lining up in front of him.

The fat disciple smiled.

"This junior brother, at first glance, you are a newcomer. It is extremely normal to queue for three days and three nights in this Tibetan Sutra Pavilion."

"Oh, is it?"

Ning Tian frowned.

This really takes three days and three nights, so he can't wait, he can only use his privileges.

"yes......"

"But Junior Brother, you don't have to worry, there is Senior Brother, I'm here to accompany you, you are lining up for a trip...Fuck, Patriarch!"

The fat disciple turned around and looked at Ning Tian.

His face changed instantly, and the fat on that fatty face instantly crowded into a ball.

Grandfather! ?

Swish!

Swish!

There was a long queue, and a group of people turned their heads in unison, and their eyes fell on Ning Tian.

"I'm going, it's really the ancestor!"

"The ancestor is so handsome!"

"I want to give the ancestors a monkey! Ancestor, let's run away!"

"Ancestor..."

"..."

In an instant, a group of female disciples had peach blossoms in their eyes, and they said some words without shame and rashness, and some even kept winking at Ning Tian.

And because of the attraction of the charismatic physique, they forgot the horror of the Empress.

The male disciples gritted their teeth in envy.

Ning Tian not only married the empress away, but also took away the hearts of all the female disciples depending on her posture!

"..."

Hearing the shouts of a group of female disciples, Ning Tian was speechless for a while.

This enchanting physique is simply attracting bees and butterflies to him.

If Luo Wuqing's woman found out, I don't know what would happen!

"System, I hate you!"

Ning Tian scolded the system fiercely, and then, ignoring the gazes of a group of disciples, crossed the long queue.

He directly exerted his privilege and came to the front of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Seeing the Patriarch coming, this group of disciples respectfully gave way.

The patriarch is here, and naturally he wants to make the patriarch advance.

Inside the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a registration counter.

A white-haired old man is bowing his head, recording the details of the disciples who entered.

"Next person..."

Feeling that someone came in, the white-haired old man did not lift his head, and the brush in his hand was still shaking.

"Name..."

"Gateway..."

"Ning Tian, ​​the gate hall doesn't know..." Hearing the words of the white-haired old man, Ning Tian said honestly.

As for the gate, he really didn't know.

Every disciple who enters the Demon Sect will be assigned a gate hall, and each mountain gate is a gate hall.

As for the previous Ning Tian, ​​there really was no gate.

after all...

Just a miscellaneous disciple, what kind of gate do you want?

"No gatehouse?"

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, raised his head and asked, "You just said, what's your name?"

"Ning Tian..."

As soon as Ning Tian finished saying this, he couldn't help but have a bad idea in his heart.

Shouldn't...

This old man should also be called his grandfather, right?

When Ning Tian had an idea in his heart for a moment.

Seeing the respectful expression of the white-haired old man, he opened his mouth and said, "Gu Han sees the patriarch!"

Ning Tian: "..."

This old man is so old that he can definitely be his grandfather!

Even a cultivator can't judge on the surface, maybe it's enough to be Grandpa Zeng!

It feels like being called a ancestral master by an old man who is so much older...

"Alright, alright, don't be so offended, they are all from the Heavenly Demon Sect, they are a family." Ning Tian waved his hand, and now he just wants to ask this elder Gu Han to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"As expected of the patriarch! Just say a word, and your heart is attached to the Demon Sect!"

Hearing Ning Tian's words, Elder Gu Han, who was affected by his charismatic physique, only felt that the more he looked at Ning Tian, ​​the more pleasing to the eye.

"Those old people in the past actually said that you are a waste, Patriarch, they are really blind to their dog's eyes!"

"..."

Seeing Elder Gu Han's excited appearance, Ning Tian suddenly felt that this charismatic physique seemed to have some benefits?

"So, Elder Gu Han, can I go in?"

"Of course it can."

Elder Gu Han nodded, and took out a glittering ancient card from the counter, "Ancestor, this is the key to the fifth floor of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, you can go anywhere from one to the fifth floor!"

Fifth floor key!

Hearing this, a group of disciples outside were envious!

This fifth floor.

Except for the Empress and the elders such as the Great Elder and the Supreme Elder, no one has entered.

Not to mention the disciples!

Even the disciples who have made outstanding contributions to the Demon Sect have only been to the fourth floor!

Unexpectedly, the patriarch went directly to the fifth floor!

"Oh? The fifth floor?"

Ning Tian was stunned for a moment, and accepted the golden ancient card with satisfaction.

This ancient cold elder will do things!

Under the envious gazes of a group of disciples, Ning Tian took the ancient card and walked directly towards the interior of the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

On the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, there are probably some Huangjie martial arts, and they are generally used for the selection of introductory martial arts and martial arts for new entry-level outer disciples.

Naturally, Ning Tian's gaze would not stop here.

If you want to go up, go straight to the fifth floor!

In the Sutra Collection Pavilion, seeing Ning Tian suddenly appearing, many disciples changed their expressions, and then respectfully called out to the Patriarch!

However, now Ning Tian is used to it.

"The ancestor is going to which floor?"

"It should be the third floor, or the fourth floor, but at most it is the third floor."

"After all, the strength of the ancestor is also there."

Inside the Sutra Collection Pavilion, a group of disciples looked at Ning Tian and couldn't help but discuss.

Just then, a voice came from above.

"Patriarch, Patriarch has gone to the fifth floor!"

At this moment, the expressions of a group of disciples changed!

"I go!"

"The fifth floor!"

"Patriarch, always drop God, awesome!"