Seeing the scroll taken out by Fang Lin, Han Luoyun had doubts in his eyes.
Seeing this, Fang Lin did not speak, but silently unfolded the scroll.
When the scroll was unfolded, Han Luoyun's face was still full of doubts, and he obviously didn't know the origin of this painting.
Fang Lin felt a little disappointed when he saw Han Luoyun's expression, but he still asked with common sense: "Master, does he know the origin of this painting? I found it from the treasure house."
Hearing this, Han Luoyun frowned slightly: "Found it in the treasure house? Why don't I remember that there is such a painting in the Dizi treasure house?"
Fang Lin was speechless. Is there anyone like you who is the leader of the clan? I don’t even know what’s in my own treasure house.
In fact, this is not Han Luoyun's fault. This painting is basically blocked by Shen Longding. Unless Shen Longding is moved away, it cannot be seen at all.
Although Han Luoyun has been to the Dizi Treasure House many times and knows everything there, he really has no impression of this painting.
"This painting seems to be a bit old, but I know nothing about it." Han Luoyun shook his head and said.
Fang Lin sighed slightly. Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still a little disappointed. After all, it was about his mother. Fang Lin still hoped to get some useful clues from Han Luoyun.
Just when Fang Lin was about to put away the scroll, Han Luoyun said with a smile: "Although I don't know, there may be others in the sect who know."
Fang Lin suddenly felt hopeful and asked, "I hope Master can help me inquire."
Han Luoyun asked curiously: "Is this painting very important to you?"
Fang Lin pursed his lips: "To this disciple, this painting is more important than my life."
Hearing this, Han Luoyun understood that Fang Lin rarely took things so seriously. It seemed that this painting was indeed something special to Fang Lin.
At that moment, Han Luoyun took out the jade slip and was communicating with someone unknown.
Fang Lin was not in a hurry, standing aside and waiting patiently.
After a while, Han Luoyun said: "I asked my uncle, he said that he didn't know very well, so he had to ask the seniors in the sect."
The corner of Fang Lin's mouth twitched slightly. Han Luoyun's uncle was a very high-ranking seniority, definitely too high-level.
But even Han Luoyun's uncle didn't know, and he still wanted to ask the senior, how old should this senior be
After a while, Han Luoyun seemed to have gotten the news. He picked up the jade slip and paused for a moment, with a look of surprise and surprise on his face.
"What's wrong, master?" Fang Lin asked quickly.
Han Luoyun frowned: "My uncle's master, that is, my master, although he knows a little bit, he doesn't know much about it, so he asked another sect ancestor."
Fang Lin was startled, and then looked at Han Luoyun strangely.
Han Luoyun's expression was also very awkward, he touched his nose and showed a bit of a wry smile.
Fang Lin had to wonder, was Sect Master Han showing off the Zixia Sect's heritage to him? It's his uncle and his master, and now he's also bringing out an ancestor of the sect. What does this mean? Are you kidding me
However, Fang Lin still waited silently. Maybe the ancestor of the sect knew something about the scroll.
After waiting for half an hour, news came from Han Luoyun, but after hearing it, his expression became strange again.
Fang Lin joked: "Did that ancestor go ask his master?"
Han Luoyun glared at Fang Lin, then coughed dryly: "The ancestor of the sect is too old, and his memory is a bit blurry. He should check the ancient books passed down by the Zixia Sect. There should be some clues."
Fang Lin was speechless. After talking for a long time, he still had no clue. He had no choice but to continue waiting.
After waiting for a while, news finally came from Han Luoyun.
However, Fang Lin no longer had any expectations and just looked up at Han Luoyun.
With deep surprise on his face, Han Luoyun put down the jade slip, looked at Fang Lin and said, "The ancestor has consulted the ancient books and knows the origin of this painting."
"What?" When Fang Lin heard this, he immediately became energetic and asked quickly.
Just listen to Han Luoyun slowly say: "This painting seems to have been put into the Zixia treasury by my ancestor of the Zixia Sect, and has been passed down for thousands of years. Now, basically no one knows the origin of this painting. .”
When Fang Lin heard this, he was shocked: "Could it be that the ancestor of the Kai Sect is the person in the painting?"
Han Luoyun shook his head: "Although my ancestor of the Zixia Sect is also a woman, she is not the person she is talking about. There is a portrait of the founder of the Zixia Sect in the ancestral hall, which is completely different from the back of the woman on this scroll. "
Fang Lin still didn't give up: "Then do you know the relationship between the ancestors of the founding sect and the person in this painting?"
Han Luoyun shook his head: "According to what the ancestor said, the records in the ancient books are not detailed. There is not a single word left about the origin of this woman."
Fang Lin froze on the spot and talked for a long time. He only knew that the scroll was put into the treasure house by the founder of the Zixia Sect, but he still knew nothing about the true origin of the painting.
"Don't be discouraged. Although the origin of this painting is mysterious and cannot be known, since you have found this painting, perhaps this is something that is destined." Han Luoyun comforted him. He could see that Fang Lin was at this moment. Very disappointed.
Fang Lin smiled bitterly and nodded. This was a portrait of his mother Bai Qingxue. Although there was little hope, he still tried his best to figure out the secret of this painting.
After putting away the scroll, Fang Lin was about to say goodbye and leave, but Han Luoyun stopped Fang Lin.
"I haven't rewarded you for the Wanyao Sect thing before, so I'll give you this Ancient Alchemy Book." Han Luoyun said, handing the Ancient Alchemy Book he won from Gong Wuliang's bet to Fang Lin.
Fang Lin was in a bad mood, so he took the Alchemy Sutra, thanked him, and left.
Han Luoyun looked at Fang Lin's leaving figure and fell into deep thought.
In fact, he got more than that. According to the ancestor, this scroll had been worshiped once by the ancestors of the Kaisect.
"What does this painting have to do with this kid?" Han Luoyun said secretly in his heart.
Fang Lin returned to his residence, sat on a bamboo chair and lay there for a while with his eyes closed.
There is still no progress in the secret of the scroll. After all, this painting is too old. Just relying on some ancient books, there are no useful clues at all.
However, Fang Lin was not too entangled. Since he had obtained this painting, Fang Lin would definitely know more one day.
At that moment, Fang Lin calmed down and flipped through the Alchemy Sutra he had put aside.
Originally, Fang Lin had no interest in this Alchemy Sutra, but after looking at it, he realized that there was something unusual about this Alchemy Sutra.