Peerless Martial Soul

"Yu has always been calm, not in a hurry."

"Qingshan Cliff to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, if you don’t rush, you need a cup of tea time. To fetch the book, you need a cup of tea. From the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion back to the Qingshan Cliff, you need a cup of tea. time."

"So, adding up, three cups of tea, nine hundred breathing times."

"That is, the best opportunity for the rest of my life! That is, I have the best opportunity to shed light on the fairy spectrum!"

"Yu quickly stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and then walked out quickly, looking at the Shaoguang Bairi Fairy Book on the road..."

As Chen Feng read down, a scene of a long-hidden treacherous past finally fell into his eyes, making Chen Feng extremely excited and shocked!

It turns out that the person who wrote this notebook was a disciple who passed down the commander of the Beidou Sword Sect 11 thousand years ago.

The most respected by the head, the relationship between the two is like a father and son.

Any secrets that the headmaster has will be entrusted to him.

Even going to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to get the Shaoguang Bairi Fairy Book is all entrusted to him.

And this person is ill-intentioned, and he meant to take the position of the head and replace him.

And he knew that if he wanted to seize the position of the head, then he had to practice Shaking the White Sun Spectrum.

If you follow the normal path, it will be impossible in this life to seize the position of the master in his lifetime.

He knows that his talent is average, let alone costing Master, I'm afraid it would be good not to be consumed by Master!

At this point, he took this opportunity to copy the Shaoguang Bairixian on the road.

However, the vast and profound spectrum of the white sun fairy spectrum, each word and sentence, takes time to finish reading.

If you don't finish reading, you won't be able to copy it at all.

This level of classics is not just a simple transcription.

Moreover, he was afraid of causing Master's suspicion, so he dared not delay, and only transcripted a quarter of the length in a haste.

And he recorded this quarter of the space in the font gap of this basic swordsmanship book!

No one can think of it, the supreme treasure of the Beidou Sword Sect is hiding here.

When Chen Feng saw the last paragraph, his heart was violent, so he turned a few pages in succession.

Sure enough, I saw that in the crooked text of this thin booklet, there are tiny tiny prints.

These tiny tiny characters are mysterious and powerful, and they are a very powerful technique.

Chen Feng vaguely saw that there were some mysterious ways to control the law.

Chen Feng's heart was pounding, and only one voice reverberated: "Sure enough, it is the Yaoguang Bairi Xianpu! It really is the Yaoguang Bairi Xianpu!"

When Chen Feng glanced at it, he found that in this book, apart from the fact that it was recorded on the first few pages, all the crevices between the scriptures in the back were Yaoguang Bairixian Genealogy.

It can be seen that the fact that there is a quarter of the space is not a false statement.

Chen Feng sighed.

"There is still such a thing, there is still such a secret."

Chen Feng was silent. After a long while, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to show a smile.

At this time, his heart was already extremely agitated!

"It turns out that the Yaoguang Bairi Celestial Book is no longer in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but is stored in the secret cave of Qingya Mountain where the head of the retreat is located!"

Chen Feng just wanted to laugh: "It's a mistake, it's a mistake!"

"I thought that Yaoguang Bairi Xianpu was in the Houshan Jingshu Pavilion, so I joined the Jingshutang."

"As everyone knows, it's right to join the Jingshuyuan! But in fact, Yaoguang Bairi Xianpu is not in the Jingshan Pavilion at all, but in the secret cave of the Qingshan Cliff!"

"The secret to this news is hidden in an inconspicuous basic sword book at Qianshan Tianya Ancient Books Museum!"

Chen Feng couldn't help sighing: "Really, things are impermanent, this is really my fate!"

"If I don't come today, then I'm afraid that I will search the Houshan Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it will be impossible to get a trace of the Shaoguang Bairi Xianpu."

"And now, I got it, not only got a quarter of the fragments, but also got a specific location!"

Until now, Chen Feng still had an unreal feeling: "I got it? Just got it?"

After a while, he was awakened.

He was extremely happy in his heart, and there was boundless ecstasy: "Wei Bai Lian, Wei Bai Lian, I should really thank you!"

"If you hadn't sent me here, how could I read these scriptures?"

"If I don't read these scriptures, how can I know the traces of the Shaoguang Bairi Xianpu?"

However, after he rejoiced for a while, he suppressed the joy.

He repeated it in a low voice: "Wei Bailian, I should really thank you very much!"

Although Chen Feng said so, his eyes were cold, without any gratitude.

What I said is the irony of nature!

Chen Feng will not forget how Wei Bailian treated Chen Feng before.

Chen Feng continued to turn to the front and read down.

This time, the text was broken in the middle, and when it was written later, the handwriting was scribbled, far less calm than before.

There was even a hint of ostentation in the previous line, but now, it is panic!

Soon, Chen Feng knew why those words and handwritings were rather scribbled.

It turned out that it didn't take long for this person to be discovered by the head of the time secretly practicing Shake Guang Bai Sun Xian Pu.

Under the anger of the head, he wants to abandon his martial arts and imprison him forever.

And he, not the kind of temperament that sits and waits for death, actually directly attacked the boss.

He is not the opponent in charge. After losing, he fled back to his residence and wrote this in a hurry.

Chen Feng looked down again and found that there was blood all over the pages of the next few pages. It was obvious that she was already seriously injured, and her lamp was gone.

After that, there is nothing.

Chen Feng doesn't know how he will end up, but he must have died thoroughly!

Chen Feng didn't know how this scripture was passed down. No one has discovered it so far. It should be because of the excellent basic swordsmanship on the outside that it did not attract the attention of others.

Chen Feng sighed, silent for a long time.

At this time, Bai Jingwan's voice rang from the side: "Gongong, it's time to go!"

"Good!" Chen Feng agreed in a daze.

The scroll fell silently into the sleeve.

Follow her and walk out.

No one noticed his movements.

Bai Jingwan was stunned.

She looked at it, and Chen Feng suddenly said in a daze: "You, I just called you my benefactor, did you agree?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly, looked at her, and suddenly reached out and rubbed her head.

The voice suddenly became deep and hoarse, just like the voice pretended that night.