The ninth hall, the artistic conception pavilion, the second floor.

Xuanyuan, who was as white as snow, walked in slowly with a black scabbard, and looked at the bent bow and sculpting picture on the wall.

His brows frowned slightly, staring at the picture.

I don’t know how long he stared at it, but his eyes flashed slightly: “Strength? This way of power is too weak. Even if the world is destroyed into a wilderness, my sword will be immortal!”

He raised his hand and pointed it, and a ray of sword light rushed towards the relief on the wall.

This ray of sword light penetrated directly through the eagle in the sky, piercing a dark hole through the entire sky.

Behind the hole is a door.

He looked as usual and walked towards the door calmly.

...

Not long after he walked in, the same ninth hall, the second floor of the artistic conception pavilion.

Tang Lin's figure walked in. He looked at the relief on the wall, and was a little surprised: "It turned out to be the way of wilderness, and the force turned into wilderness..."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I don't know how to break the wilderness with the wilderness?"

His fingers point, a small red flying dragon jumped into the relief, wrapping around the hunter's body, binding the hunter to the point of being unable to move.

After the dragon flew in, this stone statue-like relief suddenly turned into a living thing. The static eagle in the sky suddenly took the opportunity to dive down and tear off the hunter's head. At the same time, the red little dragon climbed onto the eagle's claws and launched a fierce battle.

The eagle sang in a singing voice, and grabbed the little dragon with its sharp claws.

The dragon is very flexible, wrapping its body, tying its claws and wrapping its tail toward its wings.

The eagle was actually entangled by the little dragon, and with a whine, it fell vertically from the air.

The little dragon wrapped its entire body tightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the eagle's feathers and fell to the ground, and it was completely unable to move.

The eagle's body dissipated like smoke and turned into a door.

Tang Lin smiled and walked into the door.

...

Artistic pavilion, third floor.

Buddha Tianyin stared at the dark relief. He pondered and said nothing. He had calculated that he had been delaying here for two or three months.

He was a little anxious.

Although his mind can maintain peace when he is meditating, he can never understand the artistic conception on this relief.

What does darkness mean?

He can't figure it out.

...

Another space, the third floor.

The head of Baiyumen looked at the dark relief, his face lost its calmness and a little gloomy. He frowned slightly between his slightly flying eyebrows.

"It's not the origin, it's not the original, it's not the way of darkness, it's not the way of devouring, it's not the way of nirvana. What is this?"

"What Tao is it that can swallow eternity?"

He thought hard and almost racked his brains, but still couldn't find a way. He only prayed in his heart that Buddha Tianyin should not comprehend it.

...

The third floor.

The old man in black robe looked at the relief in front of him. There was no light on the black relief, as if he had swallowed everything.

He stared at it, and suddenly, his expression moved, and a light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled: "So that's it, so that's it!"

"Ha ha……"

He laughed loudly, full of pride: "The dark relief is actually engraved with the way of great ambitions and hopes!"

"No wonder, it can devour my nirvana. This lost ancient way actually appears here, haha..."

His eyes were glowing: "If you say there is hope, there will be hope in the world. If you say there is happiness, all living beings will feel happy!"

"You said there is no disaster, there will be no disaster in the world."

"This is the way of hope!"

"No matter how strong my nirvana is, I cannot extinguish hope. Even if I can extinguish the hope of sentient beings, I cannot extinguish the hope of heaven and earth."

"The hope of heaven and earth is like to nurture life and let light be born in the darkness. This is the hope of heaven and earth."

He smiled happily, and the dark relief in front of him was not all dark, but a ray of light.

The light of hope.

This ray of light hangs like stars in the center of the dark relief, shining with dazzling light.

He slowly raised his hand, and a rich gray-black aura filled out, invading the dark relief, and instantly eroding into it.

That ray of light was obscured by this gray-black aura.

Although it cannot be extinguished, it can be covered up!

When the light was covered, a door appeared behind the relief!

"The Palace of the Four Emperors is mine!" The old man in black robe had a radiant light in his eyes, and his figure flashed quickly and he came to the back of this door.

Behind the door is the fourth floor.

"What?" The old man in black robe looked around and said in a daze: "How could it be the fourth floor? It should be the residence of the Four Emperors. Could anyone enter first?"

His face turned blue and white, and a strong murderous aura suddenly flashed in his eyes. He said coldly: "The spirit of the mansion, I know you are here, tell me, what's going on!!"

Under his murderous voice, an illusory voice came into his ears: "The Four Emperors' Palace, there was a new master a minute ago, you are one step late."

"A step late?" The old man in black robe's mind sounded "bang" and turned blank. After a moment, he roared: "It is absolutely impossible. With Tianyin's little bald donkey and Bai Yu's bastard, how could he understand this way of hope? How could he be!"

...

In front of a red and golden palace, Tang Lin's figure appeared out of thin air. He narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly opened his eyes when he felt the dazzling golden light gradually dissipated.

In front of him was a vast and majestic palace, like a golden mountain shining in the sun. Each of the glazed tiles on it was exquisite and delicate. The eaves of the pavilion were full of ancient charm. The two gates in front of the main entrance were majestic and grand.

The most impressive one is the four words above: The Palace of the Four Emperors!

Tang Lin was completely confused.

What, what's the situation?

I have just passed through the third floor of the artistic conception pavilion. Should I be so grand?

A ray of white light suddenly appeared in front of him, and a white little tiger was revealed in the white light, about the size of a palm. If it weren't for the word "king" on his forehead, Tang Lin almost thought it was a kitten.

This little white tiger has stripes all over its body and is very beautiful, but its slightly fat figure always makes people feel like... wanting to strangle it to death.

"Wow, I've waited for billions of years and finally saw someone qualified to be the master." The little white tiger floated in front of Tang Lin, with two front paws wrapped around his chest, touching his chin with his claws, and his black eyes looked at Tang Lin up and down: "Tsk tsk, not bad. Although his strength is extremely weak, his artistic conception can actually reach this level, which is a strange flower!"

Tang Lin's forehead was full of black lines... It was so hard that he couldn't speak human words.

The little white tiger's voice was as crisp as a child's voice, tender but proud, saying: "Your artistic conception has reached the third level of the Ninth Palace and is the first to reach it. Therefore, as the Spirit of the Imperial Tomb, I announce that you are the new trainee master!"

Its tiger face is full of seriousness.

Tang Lin felt that this joke was a big deal.

What's going on?

The spirit of the imperial tomb?

Become the new master of the Four Emperors' Mansion? Or an intern?

"Where is the Buddha, where is the head of the Baiyu Sect?" Tang Lin looked at the little white tiger and said, "I'm not dreaming. They haven't become the masters of the imperial palace, but I have become?"

The little white tiger said lightly: "Be calm, this is the rule of the imperial tomb. You have a strong artistic conception and amazing understanding. You are the first to pass the assessment, so you are qualified to become the master of the intern."

Tang Lin rubbed his head for a long time before he reluctantly accepted the fact: "What about the rest? Why am I the apprentice master?"

"Because your strength is so weak." The little white tiger spread out its two little tiger claws and shrugged: "When you can break through the power pavilion of the Ninth Hall and become the real master!"

Tang Lin rolled his eyes.

The power pavilion in the ninth hall is nothing to think about if it has not reached the level of immortals.

"Come with me, I'll tell you your authority and your mission." The little white tiger floated on Tang Lin's shoulder and floated forward.

Tang Lin could only follow it.

"The master didn't pass, but I passed?" Tang Lin's heart was still confused by this sudden happiness.

He just passed through the third floor of the artistic conception pavilion, realized that the dark relief was the light of hope, and then suppressed it with the light of sentient beings.

After passing, a golden light suddenly appeared on the relief enveloped him. When he opened his eyes, he actually appeared in this mysterious place.

"Can't it be that the master and the others have not comprehended the artistic conception of the dark relief?" Tang Lin pondered in his heart. He did not recognize how difficult the artistic conception of the dark relief was.

When he thought that Buddha Tianyin had extraordinary experience, he must have comprehended it for a long time, but he did not expect that he would be ahead of him in this situation.
To be continued...