Chapter 428: Holy Patriarchal Instructions

Uh……
Quiet, deadly quiet.
Although Yang Feng's cowhide blew up to the sky, both the Poison King and the Corpse King looked at him with shocked faces. They couldn't recover for a long time, and their eyes were full of complicated meaning.
The Five Poison Boy got up with great difficulty, gave him a fierce look, and shouted: fart, you just said that the secret book in your hand was given to you by the book administrator, and now it has become a gift from the soul of heaven, you Can't you be more rigorous when bragging..."
bump!
With a loud noise, the Five Poison Boy was knocked down again.
Yang Feng waved his hand indifferently, and solemnly said: This is not important. Don't care about these details. The key is, Old Poison, look at this book of Soul Heaven and crying and begging me to accept the Sacred Fire Secret Art Encyclopedia, can you use the black soul seal solution? "
With that, Yang Feng handed over the thick book in his hand.
The Poison King and the others didn't care about Yang Feng's self-proclaimed cowhide. They quickly took it and opened it, only to see a line of vigorous and powerful characters written on the title page of the book.
The etiquette and self-cultivation of the leader of the Holy Fire? This……"
what? Let me see? "
Hearing what they said, Yang Feng couldn't help but was shocked. He quickly grabbed the book and looked at it. He saw that the cover was completely different from what he saw inside. Then he flipped through the contents again, but he saw the previous one. The various magic secrets recorded in it have been completely gone, instead they have become other content.
As the first lesson of the leader of the Holy Flame, he should set an example and play a pioneering role for all church members. Get up every day at the time of Mao and lead the whole church to recite the doctrines, not forgetting the original intention..."
The face couldn't help twitching, Yang Feng just muttered a few words, and couldn't help but threw the book to the ground in a desperate manner, cursing: Who? Who on earth dropped the package for me? What I want is the secrets of the black soul seal, not this textbook of thought and morality. And Lao Tzu hates this ideological character the most because of it. When I was in the middle school entrance examination, I almost failed the provincial key high school, and was almost beaten to death by my dad. I missed the college entrance examination by a few points and failed the Tsinghua University entrance examination. "
It is the culprit. I didn't expect that when I came to this world, someone would actually sell me this kind of ideological and moral textbook. It was maddening and it hurt me. Don't let me catch you, catch you, see if I won't kill you, hum! "
Yang Feng gasped, his face flushed.
Everyone around him stared at him blankly. They didn't understand what he was talking about, such as Tsinghua University and Sanben. They had never heard of it.
Fortunately, they don't understand the gap between Tsinghua University and Sanben, otherwise they must despise him.
A mere ideological and moral score can pull you from Tsinghua University to three books. It can be seen that your scores in other subjects are not high.
I'm afraid that even if you give you a perfect score for your thoughts and morals, you may not be able to escape the curse of the three books. You can only fool these people who don't know what the college entrance examination is.
After smacking his mouth twice, Yang Xiaoyi on the side took a deep look at him, and after careful consideration, he said lightly: Third brother, with your strength, who can drop anything from you? Or is it that from the beginning, the other party gave you this book, not some secret? "
That librarian! "
A cold glow flashed in his eyes, and Yang Feng suddenly roared out: It must be him. I took advantage of Lao Tzu's attention and dropped the package for me. I will go back to him now. Ah, yeah, those big crooks dare to lie to Lao Tzu, let's see how Lao Tzu cleans them up, hum! "
Aggressively, Yang Feng turned around again, strode into the tower, and Yang Xiaoyi quickly followed. The Five Poison Boys suddenly climbed up from the ground, and followed closely: Master, I will stare at them, don't let them demolish the tower. "
You stare, can you stare?
Rolling his eyes, the Poison King shook his head helplessly, but he did not stop them. He just looked at the fading back of Yang Feng, then looked down at the thick book, leaned over and picked it up, with a fine eye. The light shines as deep as the stars in the night sky.
Old corpse, you said... Is this what Daxia Yang said just now true? "
Although there is a lot of added fuel and vinegar, how do ordinary people know that I teach the thirty-sixth leader, and that Hun Tianfang is the father of the rebirth of the ghost king? "
With his brows frowning deeply, the corpse king said with a solemn expression: So the kid's words just now are bizarre, but they don't look fake! "
Bizarre? How bizarre? I teach the thirty-sixth soul leader, who has passed away more than 150 years, how could he meet here? Hit a ghost? "
Poison King smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking carefully: Also, he said that he met 37 people in it, don't you think this number is too coincidental? "
thirty-seven……"
He squinted his eyes, and the corpse king murmured: I counted from the first generation of the sacred cult, the leader of the immortal passed away, exactly thirty-seven, he might have met the heroes of the former leader. "
No way, since ancient times, including when the previous leader took over, I have never heard of such a thing as a former leader and heroic spirit. At most in the sacred mound, there was a holy fire manifestation, and the instructions on behalf of the ancestors showed this difference. Like, the others are gone. Moreover, human beings cannot be resurrected from death. Once the soul is separated from the body, it will disappear between heaven and earth within a hundred days. Even those former leaders, no matter how strong they are, are no exception, how can they appear casually? "
The brows were twisted into a knot, and the Poison King shook his head in disbelief: Moreover, for hundreds of years, our church has been torn apart and in a precarious situation. Even at the crisis of possible extermination, we never saw any undead manifestations of the predecessor. We point out the way. How come he was an outsider who had just arrived in the sect only two days ago, and the undead of the ancestors showed up to meet him one by one. Is he such a face? "
Without speaking, the corpse king was silent, unable to understand.
call!
Suddenly, at this moment, the thick book suddenly burned with a golden flame, and its temperature was so high that it immediately shocked the two kings of poison and couldn't help throwing the book away.
And after the book was thrown into the air, it burned all by itself, only a group of golden flames floating in the air.
Do I teach the sacred flame? "
The pupils of the eyes couldn't stop shrinking fiercely, and the poison kings were both surprised, and then they hurried to kneel to the ground, excitedly said: the holy fire is present, the holy ancestor manifests the spirit, my holy fire teaches the guardian of the king, the poison king Lu Xunliang , Shi Xingfeng, the corpse king, listen to the instructions of the Holy Father! "
call out!
Ignoring the pious gazes of these two people, the golden flames flicked, and they flew directly into the air, spreading out, and immediately six large characters appeared, floating in the long night sky, so dazzling.
Son of the Chosen, pass on my holy flame, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight, and you will help the world! "
The Poison King murmured, but his pupils flicked in disbelief, and then looked at the corpse king beside him, Qi Qi exclaimed incredulously: Son of the Chosen, is it he? "
Huh!
Together, the two stared at the deep gate of the Yudian Pavilion, and their bodies were trembling with excitement.
The holy ancestor's manifestation shows us the direction!
Wow!
Seeing that they finally understood, the six-line flame characters in the sky disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before...