Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 143 Three Thousand Volumes of Military Books, Passing Cloud Valley under the Moon

On Laojun Mountain, the sheathed sword stands on the edge of the square, facing the sea of ​​cliffs and clouds.

The man in black folded his hands, pressed the hilt of his sword, and scanned the distance with eyes that seemed to be closed but not closed.

"Oh? It escaped my perception, making me unable to determine the specific direction...Northern envoy, what do you think?"

Hurrying, Bu Shuanzi, who had just arrived here from the palace below, hurriedly stopped behind, cupped his hands and said: "When my subordinate saw that person looting away, he was vaguely one of the disciples of Xue Longzi from the Bingchuan School. In the middle of the night, he There was no reason to come to visit Laojun Mountain suddenly. I must have met the people from Laojun Mountain who escaped from here before."

"Yu Tu's body is exhausted, and his realm is still there. When he went away with the Taoist priest, he could indeed fight against me and disturb my perception, but after all, his foundation has been destroyed, and his mind cannot last."

The man in black said slowly, "It seems that they have indeed mastered the Jade Snow Dragon Ring, and it has already been able to arouse some magical effects."

Bu Shuanzi responded in a timely manner: "In such a short period of time, the Taoist priest can't escape too far. He can meet the group of Xuesue Temple, most likely at Zhujian Villa. But after this trial on the mountain, the man After returning, Zhujian Villa knew that it was not capable of fighting, and most of them would abandon the villa and flee."

"If you go to Shaolin, you will pass by Laojun Mountain. They dare not try it lightly, so they have to go to Xiushuo City. The subordinates and others should set off immediately, insert them obliquely, and guard the main road leading to Xiushuo City. If we can get ahead of them, we will never let the old man Yu Tu escape!"

What he said was high-spirited and positive, with an aura of wanting to lead the way.

The man in black turned around and looked at him with a half-smile: "Compared to the news sent back last time, your deduction this time is much more thorough. Moreover, you also know that I value the picture more Some?"

Bu Suanzi cupped his hands again, and said respectfully: "This subordinate just thinks that Taoist Fang was not on the mountain that day, so it must be troublesome in the future. Whether we capture Yu Tu or bring his body back, we may have a miraculous effect when we deal with Taoist Fang Fang later. .”

"Well, you are really watertight..."

The man in black showed approval in his eyes, but he didn't know if he had a guilty conscience. Someone present always felt that his words had puns.

Bu Shuanzi's posture was straightened.

He heard the man in black laughing and said: "It might not be safe for you to go with Ruzui, so please brother Xu to go with you too."

The man from the Western Regions next to him straightened his waist, slightly raised his hand, and saluted, "Respect the order of the lord."

From the tone of his voice, this person is Xu Miyuan, the "former" leader of Huoluo Taoism.

Many people in the world know that Huo Luo Dao has a leader, Xu Miyuan, and a deputy leader, Ye Motian. However, even within Huo Luo Dao, only a few people with identities like Bu Shuanzi and the others know that—Xu Miyuan had already Has become the deputy leader, and is juxtaposed with Ye Motian.

Bu Shuanzi has always been wise and safe, but he is also curious. For the person who is above the two vice-masters, he has used some clues of Huo Luo Dao's actions over the years, secretly calculated, and determined that about ten years ago, that person Came to Fire Road.

After that person briefly suppressed Xu Miyuan, he fell into a long-term retreat, but later, because of the unexplainable complete defection of the deputy leader Ye Motian, Xu Miyuan still had no chance to regain his throne.

The growth of Huo Luo Dao is due to the will of that person and Ye Motian, engulfing many people including Xu Miyuan, driving forward in the hidden shadow that is not noticed.

The establishment of sub-forums, the addition of canons, those rebellious, bloodthirsty masters, or the evil masters who have already escaped from feigning death, should be difficult for any organization to make them behave and submit, but they are successively rejected. They snare.

The exaggerated 24 Dharma protectors in the Western Regions are worthy of the name in their hands. They complement the position, and even secretly trained several other backbones in the teaching, and stepped into the first-class, but they are hidden outside the position of Dharma protectors. exist.

When Bu Shuanzi spied on this place, he resolutely stopped investigating further, but tonight, without him having to think about it, the identity of that person has been fully revealed.

The divine weapon flying light and the cloud-slashing sword will only be in the hands of one person.

Bu Suanzi followed Xu Miyuan down the mountain, using [-]% lightness kung fu and body skills, followed the figure of Deputy Hierarch Xu like a crane frightened by the wind, and couldn't help reminiscing about the punch and sword that erupted on the mountain before.

That punch was powerful, but it was too unfamiliar, and the artistic conception contained in it was too strong and rough, and it was difficult to fathom its deep meaning.

And that sword is the name that Bu Shuanzi has long admired and fascinated, and it is also a proof of the identity of the leader of the Demon Cult. Naturally, the perception is very different, but the charm is long and inexhaustible.

Suddenly, Bu Shuanzi thought of the person they were going to meet next——Qiu Ruzui.

Taking in the panicked fugitive who was still a girl back then, and guiding her to take away the treasure mirror of Tianji from the Lushan School, so that she can maintain her willfulness and quickly grow to the position of the Sifang Zunshi...

It's no wonder that she would give such a wayward person green eyes. She clearly came from a famous and upright family, but she was in perfect harmony with the style of the demon sect's descendants in the past!
When Bu Shuanzi flew away, he glanced back at the top of the mountain.

The clouds and mist were isolated on the mountainside, and the people on the top of the mountain had already walked back to the ancient building on the cliff.

That is the scripture building where Laojunshan collects classics. They call this building "Xiaoyou Dongtian".

From the outside, it is divided into nine floors, but the inside is actually only divided into three floors.

Except for those specially reserved windows, after stepping into this ancient building, there is no wall to be seen at all.

The inner wall is a bookshelf that was designed together when it was built. The criss-cross and orderly long squares divide and utilize all the wall gaps.

And those wooden squares have been densely packed with books, brocade boxes, scriptures, and Taoist priests' handwritten best choices.

Dividing the height of the nine-story building into three floors naturally makes the height of each interior floor unusual.

These books, from the row of squares closest to the corner to the position near the ceiling, are simply flashy to ordinary people, and it takes a long time to climb a long ladder to find a book.

However, as long as the Laojunshan disciples have half a year's effort to lighten their bodies, they can build bookshelves with their hands, and they are like monkeys, climbing up.

The masters of the six ways of seeing with eyes can clearly distinguish the details, and can see ten lines at a glance. If you want to find any book, you can basically find it by standing here and looking around.

This is the most suitable way of storing books for them.

The man in black robes threw the flying light sword to the attendant holding the sword, and with his left hand, he sucked a book from the high shelf and read it quietly.

Not long after, two more figures came to the building.

The person in front is a middle-aged man with deep eyebrows. His gray robe is loosely draped over his body, and his long hair is tied behind his head. His face can be said to be from the Central Plains, or a barbarian from the Western Regions. It is Ye Motian, the deputy leader of Huo Luo Dao.

The woman in the back is petite, wearing a purple dress, but her hair is very long. The hair is tied at three different positions from the back of the head to the tip of the hair with purple ropes, and the tail of the hair hangs down to the back of the hip.

"Master." The woman in the purple skirt spoke first, "The Taoist priest and Sun Ling have already brought those guardians to the foot of the Shaolin mountain. They asked me to come here first."

The black-robed man nodded: "Su Mu cast a spell to suppress Wuwei's sword intent for me, and let me get out of 'Wuwei'. Miss Fu took away the waste blood for me and rebuilt the five internal organs. The first thing you asked for from me One thing is to collect all three thousand volumes of martial arts books."

The woman——Xu Hongmei looked up and said, "This place alone has far more than three thousand volumes. I never thought that this goal could be completed so quickly."

The man in black shook his head and said: "No, ninety percent of the books here are not martial arts classics. There are Taoist classics, medical classics, and music clubs. They are only handed down from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the present. They are about the manuscripts of the Book of Changes and the books of different sages. Interpretation, there are five hundred different versions. The one that meets your requirements is only about a thousand volumes, and this is still counting many manuscripts of martial arts revisions and deduction."

"That's not a lot. Those from the small sects collected before, plus here, if we get Shaolin ones later, it will definitely be enough."

Xu Hongmei counted with her fingers, and said with a smile, "But why do the martial arts practitioners on this mountain collect so many messy books?"

Ye Motian glanced at her faintly.Among the four "strange people outside the Great Wall", Su Mu is well-read and knowledgeable, and the Hu woman with the surname Fu is full of ingenuity, and seems to know many classics of other races, but Xu and Sun are ignorant and incompetent , I really don't want to talk about it.

The black-robed man didn't take it seriously, but seemed to appreciate Xu Hongmei's ignorance and courage to speak, and said with a smile: "A man of Tao is both knowledgeable and proficient. Although Laojunshan is a martial arts school, he is also a master of Taoism." Humans naturally have to bury their heads in studying the scriptures, and many of the ways of martial arts have also evolved from these classics, and drawing inferences from one analogy is the root of martial arts refinement."

Xu Hongmei seemed to understand, she nodded casually, and said, "I understand."

"By the way, my lord, those Taoist priests outside, especially the dozens on the top of the mountain, smell delicious, can you give it to me?"

She quickly licked it with the tip of her tongue, making her rosy lips even more delicate.

The lights in the building cast a shadow on her face, and her tone became very excited and talkative, "I'm not picky eaters like Sister Fu, the blood of men and women is fine, and the pure fragrance is just Like the jasper immersed in the bottom of the water in the paddy field in autumn, even the most stupid tadpoles can't help but get close."

"My lord—"

At the end, Xu Hongmei Yubai clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking expectantly at the man in black with water in her eyes.

"Didn't you steal it already?"

The man in black robe turned his gaze back to the page in his hand, "It's okay to die, but not to live, I'm still useful."

The strangeness of the woman in the purple skirt is creepy, the sense of horror that is exactly the same as a "human", but not human, subtly grows in her nightmare of laughter.

But the man in the black robe was so casual, like an ordinary person who can be seen everywhere in the market, and his attitude towards handling a few fresh fish made the girl in the purple skirt subconsciously beg for permission from him.

"Okay, it's enough to die, I said I'm not picky eaters!"

Xu Hongmei happily turned around and walked out. With impatient steps, she licked her lips again with her tender red tongue, which was as soft as poison cotton covered with blood.

Ye Motian deliberately said before she left: "Bad habit."

Xu Hongmei walked out cheerfully without any pause, as if she didn't hear it.

Ye Motian said to the man in black robe: "Brother, don't you hate this kind of thing very much? When you ascended to the position of leader, the first thing you did was to ban cannibalism and send those senior uncles to the water prison. He even killed them with his own hands."

"Then you probably forgot that I killed far more than those few people."

The black-robed man turned a page of the book and said, "The ethos in the original teaching has been completely distorted by those people. Our innate and unique existence is not realized through deliberately shaped cruel habits. "

"Those behaviors that go against their own inner desires end up deceiving themselves and others, making them feel that they really have to rely on that way in order to live. That kind of cannibalism is disgusting."

He raised his head and looked outside the building, "But their habit seems to come from the deepest blood and bones. It's very strange."

In fact, Ye Motian didn't really care about this kind of thing, he just thought that the girl was too stupid and didn't like it, so he asked this question, he was more concerned about the body of the man in black.

"Can the collection of books in Laojun Mountain enlighten the senior brother?"

"How useful it is, if you ask me now, I don't know, not to mention that there is no scripture of inaction here, even if there is, it is actually not very useful."

The black-robed man's eyes were dark, and he said, "But, I will succeed."

"I will personally pay back the hatred of the whole school!"

The wind blows the light, blows out of the building, and blows into the sea of ​​clouds.

Laojun Mountain is just the beginning.

In the distance of the mountains, Xu Miyuan had already led his people to the necessary place leading to Xiushuo City.

They are confident that they have definitely surpassed the itinerary of those fugitives, and they are quietly waiting for those people, waiting for Yu Tu, who is famous and powerful, the number one in the world, and has no power to restrain the chicken, to approach them.

Xu Miyuan looked into the distance, and he hadn't moved for ten years. In Gujing Wubo's heart, a ray of perverted excitement and anticipation suddenly rose up.

………………

In the carriage, Anfeiyu put down the communication token.

If the opponent is Huo Luo Dao, it is still difficult to figure out the target of encroachment and plunder, but since it is the leader of the Demon Sect, it is normal whether it is against Han Wengong or Lao Junshan. Shaolin is also likely to be their target. within.

He was sending a letter just now to remind Gu Lanxiang.

"cough!!"

Guan Luoyang sat across from the carriage, coughing weakly when the carriage bumped.

An Fei and the other hand held the bamboo tube soaked with feathered rebirth beads, but knew that this thing had little effect on Guan Luoyang now.

It has been tried before, the vitality of Yuhua tea, if he is not careful, it will be assimilated by another breath wandering in his body, and it will even accelerate the deterioration of Guan Luoyang's injury.

"In your previous state, when you met a four-star star that was limited to a single world system, you could even fight against it. That person actually beat you like this with one move?!"

"He should still be a four-star, after all, my token for delaying him is also a four-star."

Guan Luoyang coughed again, and said, "The farther back the star rating is, the bigger the span is, I have a little bit of experience, no wonder there is that joke in the base."

In the base, a famous joke about star ratings is that in a long time ago, there were seven teams of reincarnators who fought in a team battle in a world with a wasteland background. The environment and the strength of the strongest are only six stars, also known as "under 25 horses".

And the seven teams of reincarnators, with a total of more than 30 six-stars, after dealing with a few local six-stars, they thought that the whole world belonged to their stage, and the indigenous people were just an insignificant background board.

As a result, they were quickly approached by the emperor of the wasteland because they were too arrogant. They killed most of them by themselves, and the rest couldn't even escape, so they were directly captured.

Later, the surviving group of people didn't know what they had experienced. After returning to the base with a miserable face, the first sentence was to curse at the sky: "Lord God, I'm X you X six-star!!"

There are many versions of this joke. Some of the protagonists are scientists with 25 horses, some are magicians, and some are armored soldiers.

It is precisely because of the existence of these unfunny jokes that someone in the base really divides each star level divided by the main god into upper, middle, and lower ranks, and promotes it among reincarnations.

Anfeiyu was speechless: "You can still joke now, it's a good state of mind."

"Whether it's a sad face or a relaxed one, it won't have much impact on the situation. Why don't I choose to relax?"

Guan Luoyang pressed his chest, trying his best to block the "Qi" entangled in his chest, his eyes lowered a little, looking at the floor of the carriage.

No matter whether he looks bitter or relaxes, it will not affect the burning emotions in his mind that are more burning than the pain in his chest.

Failure is not surprising. From competitive sports to martial arts since childhood, there is only one principle, which cannot be changed no matter what kind of world you change to - if you lose, you must fight back!

We must turn the anger that can rush the brain and become dizzy into a stable fighting spirit.

Wu Pingqiang's voice came from outside the carriage.

"In another sixty miles, we will reach Xiushuo City."

"But the Cloud Valley is not far ahead, the terrain is dangerous, everyone be careful!"

It was less than an hour after Laojun Mountain was attacked.

Everyone in Zhujian Villa passed by, passing through Yungu.

(End of this chapter)