Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 251
Liu Xiaolu glanced at Jin Ziqi's leaving back, then looked at Jiang Yuheng who was concentrating on flipping through the books beside him, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but reminded in a low voice, "Jiang Daoyou, you can read these books later, maybe other rooms will There are other gains."

Jiang Yuheng raised his face from the pile of books, bent his eyes, and said with a smile, "It's okay, if my guess is correct, the owner of the courtyard here should be a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and I don't think there will be any people in the side rooms on both sides. Anything of particular value left behind."

"How do you know the cultivation level of the owner of this courtyard? And even so, there are so many courtyards here, so there may be precious treasures hidden in other courtyards!" Seeing that Jiang Yuheng was unmoved, Liu Xiaolu couldn't help but said anxiously.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, be safe and don't be impatient." Jiang Yuheng smiled and shook his head, without explaining much, and continued to bury his head in the book.

The boy's gentle voice seemed to have a special magical power that made people feel at ease.

Liu Xiaolu pursed her lips, although she was still thinking about the two rooms on the left and right in the courtyard with the doors ajar, but she accidentally pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from the bookshelf beside her, and examined them patiently.

The appearance and preferences of several high-level monsters were recorded on the bamboo slips, but most of the details were vaguely described by the person who wrote them, and there were even some inconsistencies in some places.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaolu couldn't help laughing at himself. It's not so easy to meet a high-level monster with the strength of Nascent Soul. Even if this person is really lucky to see him, I'm afraid he won't be able to record the details down.

Putting the bamboo slips back in place, Liu Xiaolu casually picked up another book from the bookshelf, and within a few pages, he heard the faint sound of footsteps fading away from outside the house.

The footsteps sounded hurried and heavy, and the owner was probably not in a very happy mood at the moment.

Presumably the gold chess game went in vain in the side rooms on both sides.

As Liu Xiaolu thought about it, he looked at the boy in yellow beside him in surprise. It was the first time for the three of them to enter this small courtyard. How could Jiang Yuheng conclude that there is no chance to find here?

Before she could speak, Jiang Yuheng seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and said without raising his head, "Fellow Daoist Jin and I checked the bedroom on the left just now.
This courtyard has been around for a long time, and although all the furniture in the house is covered with dust, you can find that there are almost no traces of use left on them after a little observation.On the couch...they didn't even have time to prepare the sheets and bedding.

It is rumored that the core area of ​​Bishuidongtian is only eligible to live in the foundation-building stage and above monks, so I boldly speculate that the owner here may be a new foundation-building monk who has just broken through. "

"Huh?" Liu Xiaolu was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "No, not to mention anything else, the thick incense ash in the big incense burner in the courtyard and the bookcase full of books, these things can't be done overnight And just."

Jiang Yuheng unhurriedly turned the book in his hand to the last page, read it carefully, then closed the book, raised his head with a smile in his eyes and said, "You Daoist Hu is right, so these two things should be the owner of the small courtyard." The belongings brought here."

Liu Xiaolu blinked his eyes in some confusion, if it's just the shelf of books in front of him, it's fine, but is there any need to bring that big and heavy incense burner in the yard?

You must know that there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuations on the bronze incense burner, it is clearly just an ordinary secular vessel.

"Forget it, let's go out and have a look first."

Seeing her ignorant look, Jiang Yuheng shook his head helplessly, but he didn't explain any more. Instead, he flicked his sleeves, and put the remaining dozens of books on the shelf into his hand In the Qiankun Ring, he raised his legs and walked out the door.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Liu Xiaolu was not interested in these books at all, so he threw away the books in his hands in a hurry, and quickly followed the boy to catch up.

The two came to the courtyard one after the other.

Jiang Yuheng first circled the three-legged bronze cauldron used as an incense burner twice with a solemn expression, then shook his sleeves, and drew out a flying sword to gently stir the ashes in the cauldron. .

"Cough cough cough..."

Liu Xiaolu caught off guard and touched his nose, and was choked and coughed several times.

She immediately raised her eyebrows, and was about to ask Jiang Yuheng to reason, but was surprised to find that the inner wall of the incense burner, which was originally covered with gray and white incense ash, had faintly revealed a few lines of writing.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xiaolu didn't care about others, hurriedly brushed away the flying ashes in front of him with one hand, rubbed his eyes with the other hand, and looked into the bronze tripod curiously.

"Floating Tripod Xun

Becoming holy in June and Nine is like yesterday, but this life is a life of amulets, it is a pity that the three thousand realms of the Dao have fallen into the world..."

After seeing the handwriting on the bronze tripod, Liu Xiaolu couldn't help curling his lips in disappointment.

Fusheng Ding?The name of this tripod is a bit imposing, but even so, it is still a big bronze lump with no aura!

The paradoxical poem above is a bit weird, it obviously doesn't use the common characters in today's world of cultivating immortals, the font of the characters is weird and distorted, Liu Xiaolu is sure that he has never seen it before, but he can understand it at a glance.

"Jiang Daoyou, the poem on it seems a bit weird." Liu Xiaolu stroked his chin and looked at Jiang Yuheng who was beside him. The young man's face at this moment really had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Sixty-nine to become a saint... for Fusheng? The three thousand worlds of the Dao..." Jiang Yuheng frowned, muttering to himself continuously.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaolu waited patiently for a while before asking, "Did fellow Daoist Jiang find anything?"

Jiang Yuheng shook his head, and said, "Six or nine became a saint, how to explain this six or nine, six or nine is 54 years old? If so, what is a saint, as far as I know, there seems to be no such realm in the world of cultivating immortals...

Wei Sheng, does this talisman refer to a talisman?The Three Thousand Worlds of the Dao is easy to understand, but what does it mean to be scattered in the world?Could it be that this person doesn't want to stay in the human world, but still wants to ascend in the daytime? "

"Ascension in the daylight? Can immortals really ascend? Is there really a fairyland in the sky? Is there really a Jade Emperor and Queen Mother?" Liu Xiaolu asked with a shocked expression.

"I once heard from my ancestors that the realm of cultivators is divided into three stages: upper, middle and lower, but now almost everyone in the world of cultivating immortals only knows the lower realm, and the legendary power of cultivating immortals in the middle realm and even the upper realm has already disappeared. It has not been born for nearly a thousand years."

As he spoke, Jiang Yuheng blinked his eyes in a rare playful way, and said with a smile, "It's hard to say whether there is a Jade Emperor, but most of this fairy world exists for real. It's just that we are limited by our aptitude and skills, and we have no way to go to heaven."

(End of this chapter)