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Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh

Qiu Xiao quickly finished writing the military intelligence briefing.

Lin Yi made some modifications before handing it over to Qi Zhuji.

"It may take a long time before there is any news, and it may not be successful this time." When he came to the original Taoist again, he said softly and solemnly, "But if it fails, I will definitely find a way."

"There's no need to leave in a hurry."

The original Taoist just nodded calmly, and then said with some pride: "There are many things in the sword pavilion that may make you stronger."

"Is the Scripture still in the sword pavilion?" Hearing these words, Shen Kun was instantly startled. He was sitting well, but then he stood up.

"Yes, but you can't look."

You can't watch, which usually means that everyone present can't watch. However, the tone of the original Taoist at this time did not cause anyone to misunderstand.

Everyone heard what he meant. No one else could read it, but Lin Yi could.

Everyone looked at Lin Yi in shock, wondering what he and the original Taoist had talked about in the sword pavilion. Only Bai Yuelu knew why.

Except for her most secret emotions, there are no secrets between the eldest princess and her.

Of course she knew the real connection between Jiange and Lin Yi.

So at this time, even if the people in Jiange and these swords showed absolute loyalty to Lin Yi, she would not be surprised.

And with the passage of time and more clues, she now knows more about what happened on the night when Nantianyuan He Xiuxian died that day than Yuan Yan did when she was in Meishan.

Now there were many clues, which even made her vaguely feel that He Xiuxian, the true disciple, was not dead.

In other words, Lin Yi's "senior brother" is actually still practicing somewhere in this world.

In her opinion, Lin Yi's "senior brother" was also one of the keys to the victory of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Dynasty.



"What kind of book is the Bible?"

Lin Yi looked at the original Taoist and asked.

The reason why he was not as shocked as Shen Kun was because he didn't know much about this scripture, nor did he know the connection between this scripture and Jiange.

But to be able to make a spiritual practitioner react so violently, this must be a very remarkable practice book.

But he was a little confused.

If it is an amazing classic that is of great help to spiritual practice, then even if He Xiuxian could not take it away from the sword pavilion due to the gambling between He Xiuxian and Shen Yue before his death, then why didn't the emperor order it to be taken away after He Xiuxian's death?

"The Heavenly Scripture was actually called the Heavenly Scripture at first, but later the pavilion master thought it didn't sound good. Because Yao was similar to the sky, it was called the Heavenly Scripture." The original Taoist looked at Lin Yi and said: "Strictly speaking, this is a spiritual practice. If you practice it, your life will be shortened."

"A shortened life span?"

Lin Yi was not too surprised. He just frowned slightly and guessed: "That means you are powerful against the enemy, but the skill itself is harmful to the body?"

The original Taoist nodded and said: "This was originally the case, but when the previous generation of Pavilion Master came, he obtained an ancient method, and then created a method on his own based on that ancient method. Only by practicing that method Practitioners who have reached a certain level of cultivation and practice the Heavenly Sutra will not cause Qi and blood to decline and die prematurely."

Lin Yi didn't make too many guesses at first, but looking at the eyes of Taoist Yuan at this time, he thought of some possibility.

The original Taoist did not let Lin Yi speak, but said directly: "That skill is only practiced by the previous Pavilion Master He, so even if the other practitioners take the scripture, it will not be of much use unless they would rather die early."

Lin Yi raised his head.

His expression didn't change much, but his inner emotions actually fluctuated extremely intensely.

He knew that the technique that the original Taoist said should be combined with the scriptures, which should be the Golden Body Art without Leakage.

The only effect of the Wuliu Golden Body Technique is to make the physical body powerful, which complements his Dajula practice itself. According to this, what is recorded in the scriptures should also be related to the physical body, or in other words, it should be Something that requires a strong body to be able to perform.

He became very curious about this book.

"Besides this scripture, what else is there in the sword pavilion?" He took a deep breath and told him that the scripture was inside and he didn't need to be so anxious.

"There are many sword scriptures." Yuan Taoist said: "There are many sword scriptures that outsiders think have been lost."

Shen Kun looked at the original Taoist incomprehensibly: "I heard that when the new dynasty was changed, with the death of the strongest swordsmen in the sword pavilion, some of the top sword scriptures in the sword pavilion were also lost. Even the sword scripture cave They were all burned by a fire. Why are there still so many sword scriptures?"

"Here." A strange look appeared on Taoist Yuan's face. He stretched out a finger and nodded his head.

Everyone understood, some were shocked, and some were impressed.

"Except for that fool... everyone has memorized many scriptures, and in recent years, most people have also memorized the scriptures that others have memorized." The original Taoist said softly with some emotion: "So as long as there are people in the Jiange, Living, as long as the last remaining person is not that fool, many sword scriptures in Jiange will never be lost."

Everyone fell silent.

No matter what role He Xiuxian and Jiange played in the evolution of the old and new dynasties, the spirit of Jiange is enough to be envied by any cultivator and worthy of the admiration of any cultivator.

"In addition to the Sword Scripture, there are also several very good swords."

The original Taoist himself also fell silent. He lowered his head slightly and said with some sadness, "The sword is equivalent to the sword master's life, so although the pavilion is closed and the sword pavilion is no longer allowed to accept any disciples, at least everyone's original swords are still intact. Not lost. Some of the people who died from injuries back then had some really strong swords."

"I...can I go in and take a look too?"

Qiu Xiao was very shy when he spoke out, but then he mustered up his courage and said, "At least now we are on the same boat."

The original Taoist did not respond.

Because logically speaking, this is not a question he needs to answer.

In the eyes of him and everyone in the sword pavilion, the current pavilion master is Lin Yi.

Lin Yi said: "Then let's go in together."



There is no wall around the sword pavilion, but there is only a bluestone path leading from here to the pavilion of the sword pavilion.

Qiu Xiao had walked along this bluestone road many times, but when he followed Lin Yi along the stone steps towards the pavilions in the night, he saw that these pavilions were completely different from usual.

Most of the pavilions were lit with lights.

The lights were like stars, illuminating most places in the Jiange.

Two people in the sword pavilion died tonight, but this sword pavilion seemed to be alive again.

Lin Yi and Mo Daoren walked in the front. He clenched his fists unconsciously. He was a little nervous and even more expectant.

The cool mountain breeze blew across his face, making him gradually calm.

(I originally promised to update three times today, but I don’t know why the writing is a bit slow. It’s too late to write another update now. So tomorrow will be the fourth update. I won’t sleep until I finish writing.)


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