Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

In fact, after Lin Xuan fainted in Zifeng's arms that day, she has been in a coma for two days. She didn't wake up until today. It seems to be a kind of fate. At the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Zifeng, a sneaky look, and suddenly an ominous premonition floated in her mind, so a series of things happened next.

After the hunting meeting, Lin xuanke's view of Zifeng has changed a lot, but she doesn't want to admit it. She also keeps saying that Wu Zifeng is a disciple. As for the specific reason, she can't say anything. Therefore, these things have happened again. Zifeng is really stupid.

"You, don't you go out yet?" Lin Xuan could hear that the footsteps of the people were far away. She slowly leaned out her head and said to Wu Zifeng, who was still standing in front of her.

"Ah?" Wu Zifeng looked at Lin xuanke suspiciously and didn't know what to say.

"If you don't go out, how can I dress?" Lin Xuan can be a little embarrassed and preach to Wu Zifeng.

Zifeng 'Oh', walked out and stood quietly in the face of the quiet pool. The sun covered his body with a light layer of gold.

Lin Xuan saw Zifeng leave and carefully exposed her whole head. After watching it for a long time, she determined that Zifeng was not in the room, so she slowly opened the quilt. Then the wind was the same, so she put on her clothes. When she went out, her stomach kept shouting. Lin Xuan didn't eat for two days, so she took Zifeng and went to the library after a big meal. It was nearly noon at this time.

Lin xuanxi narrowed his eyes and sat on the chair, sipping the light tea in his hand. Although he had been waiting for a long time, Lin xuanxi was not in a hurry. Instead, he hoped that the later they came, the better. In this way, they will spend more time together and have more hope.

"Grandpa, I'm coming." Lin Xuan can trot all the way to Lin xuanxi, leaving Zifeng alone to come to Lin xuanxi.

"Zifeng has seen the town leader Lin." Wu Zifeng came to Lin xuanxi and said respectfully.

"The town Lord doesn't have to shout in the future. Just like xuanke, he will call me grandpa in the future." Lin xuanxi looked at Zifeng with a smile.

When Zifeng heard this, he secretly looked at Lin gorgeous. Who knows if the girl will care. There was no response when he saw Lin gorgeous: "well, Lin. Grandpa. " Zifeng said it for a long time.

Lin xuanxi replied very readily. Then, with a successful smile on his face, he walked towards the library with Zifeng and Lin xuanke.

There should have been three people who had received the family's Dabi reward, including Xiao Wuji of the Xiao family. However, Xiao Wuji has not recovered since he was injured by Zifeng, so only the two of them are walking together. As for Xiao Wuji, we can only wait until he recovers from his injury.

Zifeng didn't know how many turns he had made. He saw that the houses on both sides of the road were becoming more and more scarce, and the shadows were becoming more and more sparse. After walking for a long time, he passed through a path of lush grass. Lin xuanxi finally stopped in an uninhabited corner.

Looking around blankly, there were no houses around, but when he saw Lin Xuan beside him, he was not surprised. Zifeng was full of doubts and waited for Lin xuanxi's reaction.

At this time, Lin xuanxi stepped forward and faced the small mound in front of him. He tied his hands with cumbersome knots and said "open". Suddenly, Zifeng felt that the ground under his feet was shaking. The originally low mound in front of him moved up slowly. Finally, a thick slate door appeared and stopped.

Then he took out a strange key and inserted it into the nearby depression. The closed stone door slowly opened in front of Zifeng. A deep and bottomless corridor appeared in front of him. Suddenly, the figure flashed and blocked the door before everyone went in.

Zifeng looked intently. He was no one else, but the leader of the family pharmacist evaluation that day, old Yang.

Yang Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, but he couldn't hide the essence. Seeing that it was Lin xuanxi, he nodded, didn't say anything, and disappeared at the mouth of the cave.

It seems that seeing Zifeng's doubts, Lin xuanxi said, "old Yang is an old man who likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed, so he has been living here."

When Zifeng heard the speech, he nodded. With Lin xuanxi and Lin xuanke, he walked towards the inside. As soon as he entered, the stone door closed slowly. The passage inside was not dark. There was a moonlight stone every few meters on the wall, but it was much darker than what Zifeng took from the cliff wall.

Before he had gone far, Lin xuanxi asked Xiang Zifeng, "do you want skill, mental skill or weapon first?"

Zifeng didn't hesitate at all. Now for him, the most tempting thing is the skill. Although Fu Lao once said that all the methods can be unified and practiced to the extreme, they can exist against the sky. Don't be greedy. However, Zifeng also has his own consideration. If he doesn't have a wide understanding, he won't understand the mystery.

Lin Xuan actually came to pass the stage. In other words, she came to this gloomy place because of Zifeng. At ordinary times, even if Lin Jianling begged her, she didn't bother to come. Finally, Lin Jianling picked it for her and sent it over. Now that Zifeng is with her, everything is different. Lin Xuan has seen Wu Zifeng and their fighting scenes. For a time, she is curious about the skills of the library at home and wants to practice a similar skill.

Turn around the front corner and walk down the steps. Then turn right. The group came to a wide stone room. Close to the wall was the bookshelf, which was filled with Kung Fu. Zifeng probably looked at it. The three bookshelves on the far left were the early and middle stage of the Yellow stage, and the middle was the high stage of the Yellow stage. For the far right

Zifeng stepped forward and saw that the bookshelf was full of messy things. Most Zifeng hadn't even seen it, let alone called out his name. Zifeng picked up a dusty paper and dusted it off. It was full of dense lines. It looked like a map, but the marks and words on the map were not Xuantian's words

"I took this at the auction that year. I thought it would be a treasure. I studied it for more than ten years and looked through all the maps I could find. Without any clue, I kept it here." Lin xuanxi explained with a smile that everyone will fantasize about the unknown, but fantasy is fantasy after all.

However, as like as two peas in the wind, the material was just like the Xuan Tian Pu, which was taken from the knife emperor. The child's heart was not careful, but he felt it carefully.

Lin xuanxi asked Zifeng to come and choose his skills. Zifeng was not close to the bookshelf, but five meters away from the bookshelf. He carefully looked at the scroll in front of him. Like before in Wujiazhuang, Zifeng's eyes showed different bright lights from those scrolls.

In fact, as a scroll, ability is the continuation of a kind of skill. Especially now, when writing a scroll, the creator must input one of the vitality from the cultivation of skill. It is the key to the scroll, so some people who are not well trained will be frightened by the power of external release when opening a scroll of high-level scroll, let alone memorize it in their mind. Like, you'll be directly bombed.

Zifeng was very sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth because he ate 'Purple Xuantian jingling fruit'. Of course, these fluctuations can't escape Zifeng's perception, and the strength can be seen immediately. Of course, the ancient inheritance is like the inheritance stone given to Zifeng before Fu Lao. Zifeng can't perceive it. Maybe this is the greatness and mystery of ancient people.

"Well, have you chosen?" Lin xuanxi saw Zifeng standing in the distance without making a sound. He thought he had a decision in his heart, so he asked Zifeng.

The unknown map in his hand has not been put down. Facing the high-level skill of Huang Jie in front of him, Zifeng hesitated for a long time, and finally seemed to be determined to say what he thought, or this is an opportunity.

"Think about it." Zifeng can smile, although in the dim light. The smile is also so clear, "I want this map." Zifeng preached firmly.

Just now, after browsing the scroll on the bookshelf, I found that the light emitted by the scroll is not very obvious, at least it is much darker than the sky burning fist that Zifeng has practiced now. Therefore, based on the principle of "better lack than abuse", Zifeng still wants the map in his hand.

"Are you sure you want this map? Maybe the things in your hand are worthless and will waste a lot of your time. You should think clearly?" Lin xuanxi didn't understand. Boy, what are you thinking? Don't have to do this with good skills.

Lin Xuan was also tossing in those messy places at this time. She didn't look at those neat scrolls. Lin xuanxi was a little worried. Do young people like to turn the garbage now.

"I've thought about it. I want this. I don't want weapons and mental skills. I'll change it for this." Zifeng preached firmly again.

"You don't have to. I'll give you a map. You can ask for other things? " Lin xuanxi was really embarrassed. It was just a worthless thing.

Zifeng smiled. On the bookshelf on the right, he and Lin Xuan continued to churn. The dust was flying. Soon, both small faces were dirty, but he still enjoyed it. However, Zifeng really didn't find anything else that moved him. It's Lin Xuan, but she found a lot of iron cards, round beads and a bronze mirror

Zifeng saw that Lin Xuan could find out these things. He almost looked at Lin xuanxi with suspicious eyes. He wouldn't really leave all the unused things here. Wouldn't I lose a lot

After that, the group left the stone chamber. On the way back, they saw Yang Lao refining pills in a stone chamber full of medicinal materials. Scattered around them were medicine bottles filled with pills. Zifeng was immediately awed.

Before leaving, Zifeng Lin xuanxi asked for a talisman pen, because he promised Xin'er to buy her a talisman pen. Moreover, in Xingyun Pavilion, only the person in front of him opened a talisman shop and didn't ask him who to ask.

After grinding for a long time, Lin xuanxi took out a valuable box from the room. After the quilt was taken by the wind, he left.

Lin xuanxi held up his hands and didn't put them down. He just shouted behind him with heartache: "slow down. But Meng Tian's fine pen. "