Qin Lang returned to the Locking Immortal Gate.

He went straight to the Immortal Locking Palace.

"Nephew Wu!"

As soon as he entered the Locking Immortal Palace and saw Wu Changfeng writing furiously at his desk, he shouted out.

When Wu Changfeng heard Qin Lang's voice, he paused.

He put down his pen and turned to look at the entrance of the Locking Immortal Palace.

"Little Master?"

Qin Lang's arrival made him feel confused.

Before, Qin Lang always came early in the morning.

I've been feeling better these days, so I just don't come anymore.

I don’t know if the sun will rise from the west today.

Qin Lang came to the Locking Immortal Palace at this time.

This made him feel a little nervous.

"Master Junior has arrived at this moment. Is there anything that Changfeng needs to do?"

Wu Changfeng quickly stood up and ran to Qin Lang.

"It's not a big deal. I just heard something. I thought you, nephew Wu, have stayed in the sect the longest, so I wanted to ask you."

Qin Lang said with a smile.

If Wu Changfeng didn't know, then he didn't know who to ask.

"Hmm? Junior Master, please tell me. Changfeng will certainly tell me everything he knows!"

Wu Changfeng said respectfully.

It turned out that Junior Master Qin Lang came to him just to ask some questions, which made him feel relieved.

"That's right. I want to ask, does our ancestor Ye Wuque have 108 fellow disciples, and are they all saints?"

Even though this happened thousands of years ago.

But after learning from the Sword Void God, Qin Lang also wanted to know the truth.

Perhaps it was to prove the glorious past of Suoxianmen.

"ah?"

Wu Changfeng was stunned.

Qin Lang’s words made him a little confused.

The one hundred and eight junior disciples of the founder Ye Wuque?

And they are all saints?

He really didn't know this.

"Uncle Junior Master, Changfeng has only lived for less than a thousand years. He doesn't know what happened ten thousand years ago..."

He looked at Qin Lang with difficulty and said.

I didn't tell him about these things.

The founder Ye Wuque was very powerful, so powerful that he could suppress an entire era. This was also a skill passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors of the Suoxian Sect.

Otherwise he wouldn't know.

"All right."

Qin Lang felt helpless.

Since even Junior-Martial-Uncle Wu Changfeng, who has stayed the longest, doesn't know.

Who else can he count on to know the truth?

Looking for a big guy who had reached the fairyland ten thousand years ago?

Not to mention whether the person is still alive.

Even if he were alive, I'm afraid he wouldn't pay any attention to him.

"Uncle Junior Master..."

Wu Changfeng felt ashamed when he saw that Qin Lang seemed to be in a low mood.

"If Junior Master is curious about what happened ten thousand years ago, maybe you can go to the Gongfa Hall. There are several bookshelves in the Gongfa Hall that display some historical records of the Qiankun Continent. Maybe you can find the answer there."

Wu Changfeng had never read those classics.

In other words, none of the elders of Suoxianmen have seen it.

One reason is that I don’t have time to read it. After all, it is not a martial art.

Secondly, it’s because it’s been so long that I’ve lost interest.

"Oh? There are still classics?"

Qin Lang was stunned.

But soon, he remembered that he had learned from the classics in the Kung Fu Hall that there were nine realms after the peak of the Immortal Realm.

"Okay, I'll go check it out now."

After saying goodbye to Wu Changfeng, Qin Lang went to the Kung Fu Hall.

After Qin Lang left, Wu Changfeng seemed to remember something.

He hurried to the depths of the Locking Immortal Palace and took down the two broken swords that were on the counter.

"Senior Wuquejian."

He called softly.

The long sword that was broken into two pieces was exactly the perfect sword that was damaged twice by Qin Lang.

He had thought about it when Qin Lang asked him before.

Do you want to ask Wuque Sword?

But since Qin Lang was there, he didn't dare to ask.

Because Wuquejian is very afraid of Qin Lang.

Now that Qin Lang had gone to the Kung Fu Hall, he dared to take the Wuque Sword and ask about it.

"What is it?"

The two broken swords trembled slightly.

The sound of the Wuque sword rang in Wu Changfeng's ears.

Although Wu Changfeng's immortal formation has reached the peak of Return to Void, it can still be compared to the average Qitian.

But he was still respectful to the Wuque Sword.

"Senior, do you know whether our ancestor Ye Wuque has 108 fellow disciples, and they are all saints?"

Wu Changfeng asked respectfully.

After Qin Lang told him this today, he was also a little curious about this matter.

Thought I could see if I could verify it.

"Junior brother? Saint?"

Wuquejian asked in doubt.

"I was put aside by the master a long time ago, so I don't know much about it. But when it comes to one hundred and eight, I do remember that the master has one hundred and eight followers."

Follower...

Wu Changfeng was stunned.

Could it be that these one hundred and eight followers are the one hundred and eight junior brothers of Grandmaster Ye Wuque that Junior-Master Qin Lang just mentioned?

For some reason, he felt that this possibility seemed quite high.

If this is true, then the 108 followers of Patriarch Ye Wuque are all saints...

How powerful is Patriarch Ye Wuque?

Wu Changfeng couldn't even dare to think about it.

"Alright, alright, don't look for me if you have nothing to do. Remember to hide me well and don't let your Junior Master see me again!"

Wuquejian reminded.

He was really afraid of Qin Lang.

That guy is so damn poisonous!

If there is a disagreement, the sword will be drawn.

He broke it twice.

I really don’t want to be repaired again and then broken for the third time!

"Okay, senior."

Wu Changfeng nodded and respectfully put the Wuque sword back up.

This time he hid it a little deeper and even used something else to cover it.

…

Ever since Qin Lang gave dozens of heaven-level skills to Yu Yuanhao.

Yu Yuanhao placed the skills behind the skills hall.

There was no shortage of disciples from the Suoxian Sect in the Kung Fu Hall.

When Qin Lang arrived, the Gongfa Hall was still crowded with people.

As an elder of the Kung Fu Hall, Yu Yuanhao was also at his workplace, concentrating on writing frantically, as if he was recording something.

He didn't think of disturbing Yu Yuanhao, but went deep into the martial arts hall alone.

Searching hard among the numerous bookshelves.

Finally, hard work pays off.

In the farthest corner of the Kung Fu Hall.

Qin Lang found the classics that recorded the history of Qiankun Continent.

He began to read through the books one by one.

Let’s see if we can find out anything from it, any information about the Locking Immortal Sect.

"I didn't expect that there are demons in this world..."

Qin Lang put down a classic book.

The book just mentioned records the history of wars in Qiankun Continent.

In the face of the demons, the immortal sects, demon sects, and Buddhist sects of Qiankun Continent united together.

A thousand-year-long struggle with the demons began.

But this happened tens of thousands of years ago.

Later, a powerful man appeared in Buddhism and drove the demons to the northern border of Qiankun Continent.

But... later on, the demons were suppressed into the extremely cold abyss.

But why was it suppressed? Yes, it was suppressed, but the book does not go into details.

"Many of these books seem to be missing, as if they were torn apart by someone... Why is that?"

Qin Lang was puzzled.

He flipped through book after book.

Before we knew it, it was already late at night.

The disciples in the Kung Fu Hall also went back to rest or to practice.

At night, no one is allowed to enter the Gongfa Hall.

The guarding disciples will stop them.

Of course, if you stay in the Kung Fu Hall during the day, you can stay.

This is taking into account the possibility that someone might suddenly have an epiphany and break through directly in the Kung Fu Hall.

Although it is difficult to have an epiphany, it is also to prevent this situation from happening and being driven away.

At this time, Nalan Gyatso, who was "accidentally" knocked away by Qin Lang when he stretched during the day, took advantage of the night and came to the outside of the martial arts hall.