Before the battle in the Far North Icefield, several of the masked men sent out by Dugu Nian returned to the Tiantian Temple one after another.
Except for the man in the wolf mask who is still in the Tang Kingdom, negotiating with the master of Qianjin Pavilion, everyone else has returned.
Among them, the man in the White Crane Mask has the most arduous task, to pull out the secret stakes of the Hidden Killer Hall in the Nine Kingdoms one by one.
This task is really not easy. There are so many hidden stakes in Yinsha Hall. Let him do it alone. It will cost him his life.
During this period of time, the man in the White Crane Mask has pulled out more than a hundred hidden stakes and strongholds of the Hidden Kill Hall, and killed an unknown number of Hidden Kill Hall killers.
However, the man in the White Crane Mask was almost stopped by several strong men from the Hidden Killing Hall. If Dugu Nian hadn't sent the dragon-headed masked man to help, the man in the White Crane Mask would have been jointly eliminated by the powerful men from the Hidden Killing Hall.
Fang Lin saw these masked men in the Tiantian Temple and was very curious about their identities.
When the masked men took off their masks, Fang Lin looked surprised and turned to look at Dugu Nian.
"So many masters? How did you get them together?" Fang Lin asked.
Dugu Nian smiled slightly: "This naturally requires the help of Demon Saint Qitian."
These people who took off their masks had different expressions, especially since many of them were known to Fang Lin.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect you to join the Tiantian Temple even Juechen." Fang Lin looked at Juechen who was carrying a cloth knife and said in a strange tone.
Juechen's expression was equally strange, even a little uneasy. Like Fang Lin, he was a descendant of the Supreme Temple, so meeting him like this was naturally a bit strange.
"Old Sword Leader, long time no see." Fang Lin looked at the man in the white crane mask again. It was the man who had stayed in the Zixia Sect's Shenjian Lake for hundreds of years, and only showed up to fight against the three religions when the Qian Kingdom was in danger. Nangong Shoujian, the last sword leader of the Nine Kingdoms.
Nangong Shoujian smiled happily: "It's been a long time indeed."
Fang Lin looked at Nangong Shoujian and thought of Zixia Sect, so he asked: "I wonder how everyone in Zixia Sect is doing now? It should have been senior Nangong who escaped from Qian Country with everyone in Zixia Sect, right?"
Just as Nangong Shoujian was about to speak, the petite cat-masked man standing behind also took off his mask.
"Fang Lin." Han Xiaoxing took off his mask and called Fang Lin.
Fang Lin suddenly became happy when he saw it was Han Xiaoxing.
"Second Miss Han? You're actually here too?" Fang Lin was very surprised. He never expected that Han Xiaoxing would become one of the masked men in the Tiantian Temple.
"You can rest assured that everyone in the Zixia Sect is fine." Han Xiaoxing said.
Fang Lin nodded when he heard this. Since Han Xiaoxing and the old sword Kui Nangong Shoujian were both here, the Zixia Sect should have escaped the disaster, and Fang Lin felt a lot more at ease.
Fang Lin looked at Han Xiaoxing, who also looked at Fang Lin with clear eyes.
"You have stepped into the spiritual source for so many years." Fang Lin said with emotion.
Fang Lin could see that Han Xiaoxing was currently in the realm of spiritual origin. It was really scary to have such a level of cultivation at Han Xiaoxing's age.
Han Xiaoxing smiled slightly: "My sister misses you very much."
As soon as he said this, Fang Lin suddenly felt that there seemed to be someone looking at him with murderous intent.
"I miss you all from the Zixia Sect too." Fang Lin said with a smile.
Han Xiaoxing seemed to feel that what she said was a bit too ambiguous, and quickly changed her words: "My father and sister miss you very much."
"Where are they now?" Fang Lin asked.
At that moment, Han Xiaoxing told Fang Lin where everyone in the Zixia Sect was now, not far from the Arctic Icefield.
"Fang Lin, do you still remember me?" At this time, Zhong Wuwei, a young man with white hair, walked over.
"How could you forget Brother Zhong? In that misty forest, you can be regarded as sharing the sorrows with Brother Zhong." Fang Lin said.
Zhong Wuwei is the man in the golden ape mask. He was once the genius of the Dan League, but now he single-handedly planned the pill crisis in the Qin State, pushing both the Qin State and the Dan League to the cliff.
"I haven't seen you for many years. Brother Fang is even more charming than before." Zhong Wuwei said with his fists clasped.
Fang Lin shook his head: "My style is even better than before, I almost lost my life."
Looking at the people present, Fang Lin couldn't help but sigh, Dugu Nian was quite capable of making these people obey orders like this.
Of course, there is also the help of Demon Saint Qitian. Without Demon Saint Qitian, it would be impossible for Dugu Nian to control these people.
Today's Tiantian Temple can be said to be a strong force, with many experts and capable people gathered together, and it can be regarded as the overlord of the party.
Except for the mysterious Hidden Kill Hall, it is impossible for any other party to fight against the Tiantian Hall alone.
Everyone exited the Tiantian Palace, leaving only Fang Lin and Dugu Nian staying here.
"What's the next plan for the Tiantian Palace?" Fang Lin looked at Dugu Nian and asked.
Dugu Nian smiled slightly and pointed to the sky outside the palace.
"Of course I want to seize this world." Dugu Nian said lightly, as if competing for the world was something very ordinary in her eyes.
"Do you really want to be the queen among those thousands of people?" Fang Lin joked.
Dugu Nian said: "Is there anything wrong? Everyone wants to be an emperor, and I also want to try being a queen."
Fang Lin looked helpless: "The Nine Kingdoms have just experienced a war between two places. Isn't it inappropriate to cause turmoil again at this time?"
Dugu Nian glanced at Fang Lin: "If I don't seize the Nine Kingdoms and trample all the powerful people under my feet, I'm afraid that after a while, someone will come to surround me and kill me. Tiandian, are you willing to see that happen again?"
Fang Lin was silent and sighed, understanding Dugu Nian's painstaking efforts.
"If you want to do it, I will help you." Fang Lin said.
Dugu Nian smiled sweetly: "We are not talking about competing for the world for the time being. We just want all parties to have something to do and not have so much leisure. After all, the time for our Tiantian Temple to rise is too short, and we need time to accumulate."
Fang Lin nodded. He hadn't noticed it before, but Dugu Nian was aware of it. At least in terms of ability to control a party, he was much better than himself.
"By the way, have you ever returned to Dugu's house in these years?" Fang Lin suddenly asked.
Dugu Nian was startled and shook his head.
Fang Lin frowned: "That's not possible. You have nothing to do now. You will go to Dugu's house with me tomorrow."
Dugu Nian thought for a while, but didn't say much and nodded.
Originally, I thought that the second person and Dugu Nian would visit Dugu's home in Xuan Kingdom. After all, Dugu Nian had been away from Dugu's home for a long time and had not been back to Dugu's home in the past seven years.
But things always happened by chance. Long Xingtian, the current head of the Long family, actually brought people to visit. Now Fang Lin and Dugu Nian could only meet Long Xingtian first, and then go to Dugu's house.
ps: The second update is here, continue coding.