In a corner of the Yanyan Palace in Qiantian Mountain, in a remote attic, four people, Zongyuan, Ruoshui, Chuxue and Shi Ruolan, each took a separate side.
Zong Shouze stood in the center, holding a token in his hand. It was the jade slip given by Wei Xu that could be moved thousands of miles.
There are some mysterious runes engraved on the front, and the formula to activate this thing is on the back.
Zong Shou thought silently, and then the jade slip in his hand emitted a faint light. After a moment, a ball of spiritual light spread out in all directions. It just happened to cover the four people around him. Four more faint beams of light shot out. , searched around. It wasn't until he touched the token held by Zong Yuan and the other four that he locked the lock suddenly. Zong Shou secretly thought that indeed, Wei Xu himself had given four quotas, and this moving jade slip could also move four people.
He is the owner of this treasure, but he can clearly feel that after the four beams of light are locked, all the remaining energy to move the jade slip is exhausted.
Then the next moment, the surrounding heaven and earth spirits suddenly exploded. Zong Shou also felt that the situation in front of him suddenly changed.
Different from the last time, at this moment, his body seemed to be completely insubstantial. At an astonishing speed, he passed through the wooden wall, through the forest, through the huge mountains, through the clouds and the sky, dizzying.
In one breath, the scene in front of me changed hundreds of times, and in the blink of an eye, I didn't know how many miles it moved.
Zong Shou was slightly absent-minded. When he regained consciousness, he had landed in a wooden building.
Chu Xue was still feeling dizzy, and her eyes were unfocused. Wu Shui and Zong Yuan were also frowning, trying hard to recover from the dizziness.
Ruolan's little face was also green and white. But when her eyes regained clarity, she immediately cast curious eyes on Zong Shou's hands, as if she wanted to understand this thing thoroughly, and Zong Shou was also looking at it. , but when I looked around, I saw that this was the corner of a large house.
There are all kinds of bookshelves around, with countless books of all kinds listed on them.
Only the area where they were was freed up some space. Below the five people was a complex and sophisticated spiritual formation.
"This is the library?"
A glimmer of heat flashed through Zong Shou's eyes. Although he followed Wei Xu to the Cangshengqiong Realm last time, strictly speaking, he only stayed in the Patriarch Hall for a few hours. What was going on outside? I have no idea what the situation is like. As for the location of the Cangshengdao book collection, I have never been there.
"Young Master, is this the Qiong Realm? This spiritual power is really strong."
Chuxue's eyes finally regained their luster. She first tried to use her soul power, but it caused the spirits of heaven and earth around her to ripple, and her body was covered with all kinds of luster.
Seeing this, Chuxue was even more happy. She waved her hand and turned around, bringing up dots of colorful spiritual lights.
However, after a moment, Zongyuan Weasui noticed the strange sight coming towards him.
Chuxue was startled, and then she remembered what kind of underworld this was. She stopped quickly and stuck out her tongue cutely.
Zong Shou didn't pay attention, and went directly to the stairs. This library has four floors, a hundred feet long and wide, and four stairs. The collection of books inside is almost a million in size.
As he looked at the book title labels along the way, Zong Shou's eyes gradually glowed, and he wished he could take them immediately and read them to his heart's content.
Among these classics, he has seen more than a thousand unique copies that have been completely lost to future generations.
Some of them he had been searching for in his previous life, but he had never been able to see them.
Arriving at the bottom floor, Zong Shou walked to the door. His steps suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed, and he looked to the side.
It was an old man with a haggard face, sitting on a wooden chair. His hair was sparse and there were only three or five strands of beard under his chin.
At this moment, he was smiling but not smiling, looking this way.
But just before, when he went downstairs, his spiritual sense was not aware of the existence of this person at all. In his spiritual sense, the old man was like a dead thing.
Zong Shou took a deep breath, then his face became solemn, he bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Dare you ask me, senior -"
Before he finished speaking, the old man waved his sleeves and said, "Don't be too polite. I am the guard in the middle of this library. My name is Han Fang. You can just call me Senior Brother Han."
Zong Shou immediately raised his eyebrows. It turned out that this person was his peer. But he was even more respectful and said as usual: "I have met Senior Brother Han."
Seeing himself suddenly appearing in this library, he was still not surprised. He obviously knew his identity, and to be worthy of his peer as the 'second generation direct descendant of Cangshengdao', it must have been at least eight thousand years ago, or even ten thousand years ago.
Before, a character from the Yunhuang era.
To be able to live to this day, his cultivation must be quite high.
When Han Fang saw this, he laughed out loud: "There are six direct descendants of the second generation of Cangsheng Dao. They are all young and old. They never follow the rules and do not care about the seniority of young or old. Unexpectedly, this last one ended up...
It’s a person who is here to observe etiquette.”
Zong Shou raised his brows, but he couldn't tell whether Han Fang's words were praise or criticism. Then he saw Han Fang's eyes solemn and said: "Your brother Wei has already told me about your inheritance of Master Lin Xuanshuang's lineage.
At that time, I just felt that he was too reckless. How could he easily teach someone his identity as a second-generation direct descendant? When I see you today, I feel that that kid is quite a bit...
Reason. I heard that you have inherited Longying's Taoist tradition not long ago? I have gone to see the puzzle that that person set up at Julong Mountain. It is simply a embarrassment. It is not easy for you to break it. In the past hundred years
Among them, if we talk about swordsmanship talent and good luck, he will definitely be among the top three. Naturally, this time, it can be regarded as the good luck of Long Ying."
"It was just a fluke."
Zong Shou straightened up with a calm expression. He didn't take Han Fang's appreciation seriously. On the contrary, the last sentence of the old man made him very curious.
"Senior brother, it is my sect's blessing to be able to become the disciple of Master Longying. I wonder why, senior brother Han, you want to talk about my master like this?"
Han Fang laughed dumbly, shook his hand and said: "I don't mean to belittle, I am just discussing the matter. Do you know that the inheritance of the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword is a knot of your master's heart?"
Zong Shou frowned slightly, his eyes becoming more and more confused. Looking at Long Ying's arrangement at Julong Mountain, it didn't seem like he cared much about his swordsmanship inheritance. In that situation, it seemed that he wanted to
Everyone was turned away.
"But it's strange what he did in Julong Mountain?"
As if he had read through Zong Shou's thoughts, Han Fang said in a leisurely tone: "This person is extremely stubborn. He left the inner and outer dragon gates in Julong Mountain out of anger. Later, no matter how others tried to persuade him, he refused to change. He said he was just a mediocre person.
, he can’t stand it. Only those with truly superb swordsmanship talents can inherit his Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword and perfect it.”
Zong Shou still listened quietly. Senior Brother Han had not yet explained why Long Ying was so eager for his successor disciple.
"——I remember that Longying Martial Saint reached the Holy Realm 9,700 years ago. And as early as 6,500 years ago, the Holy Realm was subverted. He was only one step away from breaking through and overcoming the tribulation.
.After that, more than six thousand years have not passed, and now there are only thirty years left!"
Zong Shou's pupils shrank suddenly. According to Long Ying, the day when the divine dragon escaped from trouble would be thirty years later.
The Korean voice is still continuing.
"The reason is that he has an unresolved knot in his heart. He is afraid that he will fail to overcome the catastrophe, and that no one will inherit the swordsmanship he has worked so hard to create, and he cannot be free from worries. Therefore, he has been unable to take this step for six thousand years.
That's why I said, he was lucky. He was already dead
Now, there is a glimmer of hope. The founder of the Lingyun Sect has also been subverted in the holy realm. But why do you think the Lingyun Sect is so afraid of him? People whose fate is about to die naturally have no scruples. There are some rules.
, so you don’t have to worry about it anymore——”
Hearing this, Zong Shou was at a loss. He also felt strange in his heart, how could Senior Brother Han know about this matter.
But Han Fang stopped talking and had no intention of explaining. He looked away and glanced at the four people behind Zong Shou.
"Senior Brother Wei left you four inner disciple quotas, and you just used them all? You don't feel bad at all. Hmm? A nine-tailed figure, an unparalleled general. He has indeed entered my world.
Qualifications.”
After looking at Zong Yuan and Ruo Shui, Han Fang let out another exclamation of surprise, suddenly reached out and grabbed Shi Ruo Lan and sucked it into his hand. He placed his finger between his eyebrows, and immediately saw a trace of snow.
The texture spreads.
"Crazy Lion Snow Seal? Is she the Queen of the Six Spirit Snow Lion?"
Zong Shou was originally thinking about his master and accepted him as his disciple. Old Man Longying would definitely try to make a breakthrough within a few years.
But does it also require a tribulation to advance to the next level? He has never heard of it.
Hearing these words, he came back to his senses. Then he smiled: "According to her tribe, she is indeed the Snow Seal of the Crazy Lion and a pure-blooded descendant of the Palm Snow Lion."
The old man probed into Shi Ruolan's body with a few more breaths. Then his expression moved slightly, and then he put Shi Ruolan down, but did not return it to Zong Shou, but placed it directly next to him.
"How about this girl becoming my apprentice?"
Zong Shou was startled again, and it took him a while to react. He thought that his senior brother was very direct about accepting his master Ruolan as his disciple, so he had probably discovered something.
He was very determined at this time, and he was worried that he could not find anyone to teach Ruolan. This senior brother, who was not in the holy realm or the ultimate realm, was much better than him who was just a dabbler.
Ruolan was confused at first, and then looked timidly, looking over here with pleading eyes.
Zong Shou gave her a comforting smile, then frowned: "It's not that Zong Shou doesn't want to, it's just that Ruo Lan is too young. At this age, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for her to become a senior disciple. It's also unfair to the other disciples."
But Han Fang was very angry: "You, Zong Shou, are only fifteen years old, but you can become my second-generation direct disciple of Cangshengdao! She is only the second-generation true disciple of my family, so what's wrong with her?"
After cursing for a few times, he saw Zong Shou holding a token in his hand, rubbing it absently, and he suddenly realized. He cursed again: "Don't you just want a few more places in the inner sect? I'll make up for two of you!"