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Lin Che was ten years old. Although he wasn't tall, his walking bearing already had the air of a heroine. At this moment, she was wearing a white pleated skirt and a red tasseled shawl. She was full of righteousness as she confidently walked on the bluestone path. His black hair fluttered in the wind. Behind her were two attendants, who also brought her back. These two were the people who had organized the followers of Three Peak Mountain after they had been dismissed.

Lin Che slowed down his pace and looked at the parasol trees on both sides that had been there for more than a hundred years. At this moment, the autumn wind was rustling, and the leaves were falling in abundance. The scenery was unique and beautiful. She wanted to play with him for a while, but she shook her head and asked in a clear voice, "How far is it?"

A person cupped his fist and said, "Miss, after we cross the lake, it will be the main hall. Everyone will be waiting for you there." Lin Che was secretly delighted in his heart as he said: "Hehehe, will everyone really like me?"

"Miss, you are going to be our Unholy Church's Sect Leader in the future, so we will listen to you. You are so cute and beautiful, you will definitely make everyone happy. So you don't have to worry about that. " The other person also clasped his hands and answered in a very pious manner.

"Oh." Little Lin Che nodded his head as if he didn't really understand. Although she knew a lot about the affairs of the Nether Sect and sects and had experienced a lot of ups and downs in her life, there were still a lot of things that she didn't understand. The most important thing right now was to hurry to the so-called main hall, making so many people feel a bit embarrassed.

With this thought in mind, Lin Che'er quickened his pace.

As he passed by the lake, he saw a few birds flying past him and stopped in front of a willow tree by the lake. A gust of wind blew across the surface of the lake. Although there was no sun, it was still extremely enchanting.

Lin Che'er said: "This really is a good place."

Finished speaking, the few of them walked towards the depths of the villa. The so-called Longquan Manor was hidden in the southwest of the central area, very close to the demons. However, this place was also located in the middle of the Subduing Bull Mountain, and it was not easy to discover it. The closest town was Qingyang City. Earlier, when Lin Che'er heard that someone had invited another type of power to join them, she was more or less curious.

When they reached the door of the main hall, they saw the open formations on both sides. Everyone was wearing black robes, and they stretched out their right hands to guide them towards the main hall.

The main hall was an ancient palace, but it looked like it was made of piles of stone. However, these stones were polished very meticulously. Every rock had a convex and concave mark. Not only were they sturdy, but they also had a very beautiful appearance. Outside the main hall, colorful banners were hung up as if they were a grand welcoming party.

Walking up the steps and looking up, he saw that the eaves of the palace roof were coiled around a Soaring Dragon. Although it was a trivial sculpture, it still gave off a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

After all, it was deep in the mountains, and the main hall was surrounded by lush pine trees. Although it was late autumn, they were still verdant and tall, and the entire villa was surrounded by fresh green and lush greenery.

Lin Che'er ascended the high platform. In front of him was a tall and imposing palace, like a castle. Presumably, the master of this villa was a wealthy person on the wealthy side as well. Thinking of this, she walked forward. Directly in front of them was a large red wooden door. Both sides of the door were open. Beside the wooden door were two guards. They wore black robes and held blades and axes in their hands. Although their equipment was simple, their vitality was not reduced in the slightest. It was at this moment that they shouted in unison, "Young Master has arrived!"

Instantly, everyone in the main hall turned around and looked at the door.

The crowd only felt that she was riding on the light of the sky, valiant and valiant. Although she was young, her temperament was extraordinary, as if a goddess from the heavens had descended to earth.

Everyone kneeled down and shouted, "Greetings, young master!"

Lin Che'er stared blankly and took a step back in fear. The man in black beside him said, "No problem, just walk forward." Directly in front of him, there was a small stage with a huge stone chair. On both sides of the stage, ferocious beasts were carved, and there was nothing else in sight.

Lin Che'er walked along nervously. On both sides were older people, but kneeling in front of it was something he wasn't used to doing. In the end, she was escorted by the two to the high platform.

Little Lin Che calmed himself down, cleared his throat, and said in a clear and somewhat embarrassed voice, "Brothers, sisters, and uncles, don't be like this. Che'er will be very sad, quickly get up!"

With that, the group of people slowly stood up and began discussing the way the little girl spoke in whispers. Lin Che looked around him. Clearly, they were separated into three parts. However, she did not know why they were separated like that.

At this time, one of the black-clothed men said: "Elites of the Nether Sect, please return to the position of Sect Leader's daughter, Miss Lin Che, because you want to use the name of the previous Sect Leader to restore the Nether Sect, eliminate Big Yang and unite the sect. "Next, we would like to invite the three Altar Masters, Mysterious Technique Altar, Martial Arts Altar and Buddhist Altar to update the Lady on the status of the various altars!"

"Yes sir!" Three people walked out from the front of the crowd and answered in unison from three different directions.

Among these three people, one of them had a robust figure and was brimming with energy. His eyes were round and filled with rage, and he had an imposing manner even if he wasn't angry. And he was the leader of the Martial Arts Sect, the Tianqing. He came from the Great Yang City and trained in the martial way since he was young. Although his Tao technique was not as good as the other experts of the imperial court, he was still a Martial Saint and could compete with the Great Generals of the Nine Prefectures.

A few years ago, because he was interested in the way of the profound and secretly trained, he was discovered by the Human Emperor and his entire clan was exterminated. From then on, they hated the Great Central Region's Human Emperor and escaped to the Demon race to live. Afterwards, they were incorporated into the sect and became the altars lord of the martial arts world.

Among the three jars of the Netherworld Sect, there were the mystical altar and the Buddhist altar. The Altar Master was a delicate and pretty woman named Sheng Ling, almost a hundred years old. Even so, her charm was outstanding, undiminished, and she was leading a portion of the elites who had escaped from the three great sects. In the great war between the three great sects, most of them were unwilling to join the war. However, their cultivation bases were relatively high, so they could not be put to death. However, their ability to cultivate the profound was not that important. Later on, their cultivation would be abolished and their experts expelled from the three great sects.

These people suffered from the struggles of the three great sects, and wholeheartedly wanted to live a more stable life. And Sacred Ling, was someone from the Cyan Profound Realm, who was a profound king level expert.

The other was the person who had been hiding the power of buddhist arts in the world for many years. He was also the altar lord, Wu Yun.

Wu Yun was the abbot of the Ling Devil Temple at the Demon Temple on the Fowler Mountain. Because he had been annihilated by the demons, he occupied the top of the mountain and the temple, making them homeless. Therefore, Wu Yun named his temple the Ling Devil Temple and led the rest of the people to go to the Nether Sect. Wu Yun was extremely angry with the demon race, but he did not dare say anything because the demon race's forces were extremely powerful. Moreover, they were alone, so without communicating with the outside world, it was very difficult to take revenge.