There is a black hole in my dantian

"Your master doesn't need you to worry, he built this tomb himself!"

Zhang Yuanwu glanced at the tombstone, then at Lin Lang and said, "You have to understand that everyone's path is different, and he wants me to tell you that life and death are impermanent, so you don't need to worry about anything!"

"Life and death are impermanent!"

Lin Lang murmured to himself. •

"That's right, how many people who enter the path of warriors can end up well? At first, I thought that the Miluo Sect was strong enough to make other forces, the Bei family, afraid of them and did not dare to act rashly. But I didn't expect that it was time to take action. I will still take action!”

Zhang Yuanwu paused, closed his eyes, and then whispered: "Martial arts spans the world, and life and death are separated once!"

When Lin Lang heard this, he felt that things were unpredictable. He originally thought that Zhou Tingge would be safe, at least there would be no danger to his life, but he did not expect that he might have encountered some unexpected events. Otherwise, how could he make a decision for himself? A tombstone.

His cultivation is too weak, and the only thing he can do is to pay attention to Zhou Tingge's whereabouts. Even if he knows, what can he do to help Zhou Tingge?

Maybe nothing will help in the end.

Thinking of the man in the black hole, Lin Lang's heart felt cold. It seemed that he had to quickly cultivate a backup body, at least not sit still and wait for death.

"Do you know what's in that direction?"

Zhang Yuanwu opened his eyes, pointed in one direction and said.

After hearing Zhang Yuanwu's words, Lin Lang looked over and whispered: "Is it the Sky Frost Realm?"

There are twenty-four realms in the Beilin Territory, and their Beiyuan realm is just an inferior realm, a dependent of the Tianshuang realm.

"It seems that Ding Yichuan has told you everything, but that direction is not the Sky Frost Realm, but the Outer Realm!"

"Outland?"

"On the Hundred Races Continent, the human race occupies less than one percent. Except for a few major realms, the rest are all outer realms and hundreds of tribes areas. Our Beiyuan realm borders the outer realms, so even if it is connected with other lower realms, They won’t take too much action against us, but if they want to come in, we can only turn a blind eye!”

Zhang Yuanwu said slowly.

In Lin Lang's mind, the terrain around Beiyuan at this time was gradually clearly outlined.

The Beiyuan realm borders the other four lower realms, and is also connected to the outer realm in one direction. Although warriors want to resist the aliens, they are only part of it. If a powerful ethnic group like the Fire tribe wants to come in, Even the Bei family can only turn a blind eye.

"If you have the opportunity, you can travel to the outside world. Your master once traveled to the outside world and had some adventures. Otherwise, he would not be able to become the master of the secret secret sect of the Mi Luo Sect!"

Zhang Yuanwu murmured: "Only those who have traveled to the outer lands will know how insignificant they are. I have also thought about going to the outer lands, but unfortunately I have never had the chance, and I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future!"

"If there is a chance, this junior will go to the outside world!"

Lin Lang nodded. He was also very interested in the outside world, but now he still had many things to do.

"Okay, little boy, I'll give this to you. I represent the Miluo Sect to thank you for this kindness!"

Zhang Yuanwu's face was full of satisfaction, and then he raised his hand and waved, and a golden ball appeared in his hand. The ball was filled with strange lines and words, full of mystery and strangeness.

With that said, Zhang Yuanwu threw the golden ball directly to Lin Lang. Lin Lang caught the golden ball in a panic, looked at Zhang Yuanwu hesitantly and said, "Senior, what is this?"

This golden ball was full of strange aura, and it was obviously not a mortal object. However, Zhang Yuanwu gave it to him so directly, which really flattered Lin Lang.

"This is the treasure of the Miluo Sect, the Tiancha Secret Scroll. I will give it to you today. It would be a waste to keep it in the Miluo Sect!"

"Tianqian Secret Scroll?"

Lin Lang had heard about the Secret Scroll from Ding Yichuan, but he never expected that not only was the Secret Scroll not taken away by the Bei family, but it was given to him by Zhang Yuanwu!

"This is a treasure of the Miluo Sect, and I am no longer a disciple of the Miluo Sect, so how can I accept it!"

Lin Lang frowned and said.

"You saved the Mi Luo Sect, but the Mi Luo Sect couldn't protect you. This mere secret scroll is nothing. In addition, if you successfully cultivate the secret scroll in it and greatly improve your strength, I hope you can be within the scope of your ability. Let the Myra Sect continue!”

Zhang Yuanwu said this with a look of expectation on his face.

"Senior, I'm too high-minded. I may not be able to practice the secret scroll, and I may not be able to continue in the martial arts for long..."

The road to martial arts is difficult, and it may become a stepping stone for others at any time. To achieve the supreme martial arts, there is no telling how many people will die and how many lives will be used to reach that pinnacle.

"You may die, but you will definitely have more opportunities than the disciples in the Miluo Sect now. Moreover, you are not tied up, and I will not restrain you in any way. I just hope that in a few decades, if you have the ability, you can protect me. Miroku Sect One or Two, just don’t let Miroku Sect perish and disappear!”

Zhang Yuanwu looked at Lin Lang. Lin Lang was very affectionate and although he was decisive in killing him, Lin Lang remembered everything Zhou Tingge did to him. Otherwise, if many forces besieged him, Lin Lang would not show up, so Zhang Yuanwu believed that , if Lin Lang agrees, there is a one in 10,000 chance that he will become a strong man and he will definitely remember today's agreement and protect the Mi Luo Sect Yi Er.

Zhang Yuanwu believed in Lin Lang more than anyone else.

"Okay, I can promise you, senior!" Lin Lang was silent for a moment before agreeing: "Although I have severed ties with my master, I am still a master and a father for a lifetime. He has helped me. He has paid so much for the Tantra Sect. If there is If there is a chance, I will naturally not let the Miluo Sect be destroyed, but this secret volume is still..."

As soon as Lin Lang said this, he was interrupted by Zhang Yuanwu.

"This Secret Volume Secret Sect, including me, cannot practice it. It would be best if you can practice it. If you can't practice it, please help me pass it on. At least I don't want it to fall into the hands of the Bei family!"

"Okay, I promise you!" Zhang Yuanwu said so, and Lin Lang nodded and agreed without any pretense.

"Also, can you do me a personal favor?" When Zhang Yuanwu said this, he seemed to have aged several years.

“Senior, it’s okay to just say it!”

"Although I was rescued by Lao Mo, I also suffered serious injuries. It's good to be able to protect these Mi Luo Sects for more than ten years. I can't do anything else anymore, so if there is a chance, I hope you can help me clean up. Gate, kill Zhang Tieling!”

Lin Lang frowned. Zhang Tieling was Zhang Yuanwu's son, and he also killed Zhang Tieling's son. Now Zhang Yuanwu actually asked him to kill his son?

"I have been in the Miluo Sect all my life and have sacrificed everything for the Miluo Sect. Even if my son is useless, he must not join the Bei family. But now he is going against me..."

Zhang Yuanwu slowly clenched his fists, and there were a few twisted veins on his old arms.