As the words fell, the library trembled endlessly.

From the nearly dead wooden frames in the displayed buildings, water waves gradually rose and became more and more swelling. In the end, the entire library was completely covered. Originally, it was made of old wood, but now it is like

It was a sudden wave, and I don’t know where this surge came from. There was no decline in the sky and the earth. It suppressed the bookstore, and it was tightly connected, without a trace of murderous intent, but it tightly suppressed the surroundings.

They all floated behind them, but the old and thin old man added some majesty.

Wen Yu was most familiar with this scene. He immediately frowned his eyebrows and pulled the young man back more than ten steps in succession. He asked coldly, "The father-in-law hides very deeply, and there is clearly no internal energy around him, but

At present, the cultivation of such formations has crossed the threshold of the third realm. I don’t know why the plan is to seal the four directions with a large formation here."

The old man did not look at the girl, but still looked at Yun Zhong, still with kind faces. "The word "shaming" just now means this. This library was left by the former sect master. I heard that the sect master said,

The surrounding area is made of floating peach wood. This wood is the most suitable for those who are proficient in formations. If the patterns are printed in it with ink marks, it can be immortal for a hundred years. I have never set foot on the path of cultivation, but I can lead this formation, but it is just in my hands.

There is a formation left by the sect leader. When Baihumen is in danger, the large formation in the library can protect the people in the mountains."

The boy never spoke.

It was not until a beam of water fell on my shoulders in the formation that I raised my eyebrows and eyes that became clearer and lighter, and asked very slowly, "My father-in-law wants to force me to stay here, and also plant a dry well behind me."

With a green lotus?”

The water suddenly faded away.

The candlelight was still as bright as before, the tea was still warm, and there was still an old servant with increasingly thin hair sitting in front of the table, smiling, but it didn't seem like he was happy.

"The White Gourd Sect can't fall, but look at my old look now, even the last exciting battle between my own sect leader is not clear." The old man's face was shaking and trembling,

"This mountain has been guarding for a long time, but there are no ordinary people in the world who can extend their lifespan for a long time at my age. Sooner or later, the White Gourd Sect will spread out, and these disciples will also leave sooner or later.

At most, it is only during festivals. When you go back to the mountain and take a few glances, you will have your own place to go. In the future, it is probably the most difficult thing to hear about the title of Baihumen again."

"The young hero is seven or eighty-eight-similar to the sect leader, so I came up with this thought. The classics and methods piled up here are left with the dying person who has buried his head in my head, and have no use at all.

I hope to attract the young hero with this. If I don’t want to stay here, I will use this formation to threaten it, and I hope to extend the years and months of the Baihumen for many years. Now, I think I am really sorry for my ill-heartedness.

Make such a decision on your own selfish desires and lose your original intention."

Yun Zhong's eyebrows were still deserted, but he still walked to the table and sat down, took the tea and took a sip.

"No wonder my father-in-law, even if there are poor mountains and bad waters here, there are no green mountains and green trees, and the stream flows for a long time. During this period of Jiazi, I am afraid that no one in the world can care about it."

"When I was young, several scholars who were studying abroad came from outside the town, saying that they wanted to listen to the countryside teaching masters, so as not to mislead their children in vain. That being said, the little people from the rich world came from

The young master is mostly trying to show off his literary talent. As expected, when the teacher was teaching, he attracted a lot of ridicule, saying that this was clearly a teaching teacher, and how could he even talk about the official language of the world so unfamiliar and teach people randomly."

Yun Zhong spoke very slowly, but his eyebrows were gentle and even a little smile. "Originally, most of the school were lazy and lazy, and he was so difficult to wink at school. He was even more tired and slapped in his heart.

There have always been many mentors behind my back, saying that one day I would pull off my beard and put it on my seat to kill the old master's majesty. But that day, the young masters who came from the rich world,

But he was almost broken by dozens of children. One of them even had his nose bones crooked, and he didn't know if he could be twisted in the future."

"Even if this place is so bad, I can always say it myself, but others can't say it. In the final analysis, I'll just add my years of love to this place. I've been hungover under this tree, or I've been taking a nap by the mountain gate, and I've seen it all.

If you dare not forget old things, how can you let this place easily become a desolate mountain."

The boy's words became slower and he could not hear any anger. "It's just the father-in-law's method, which is too aggressive. If it were someone else, the friendship he had over the past few days would probably have been spent."

Wen Yu still never slacked off. He stood aside, spread his five fingers open, and the air flowed in his palm.

With her eyesight, this formation just now must be above the three realms. Compared to the ordinary season, Liu Qing took action at will, and his power was even higher than two floors. It was difficult to resist. If the old servant in front of him took action again,

The second level of cultivation is really hard to do.

"Girl doesn't need to be so strict. Since I have taken action, I can't use this formation within half a day. After all, it's been a long time. After all, it's been a long time. It's a rash move twice in a day. This library will most likely collapse and it's hard to hold on.

Last month, I had a selfish thought and felt ashamed. I definitely wouldn't have settled into this library and do some things."

The old servant looked calm and his eyes were even more desolate. After a while of silence, he spoke again, "But the young hero didn't say anything right. Before leaving, the sect leader handed over the object to me, and asked the old man to hand it over to the young man.

Hero.”

After saying that, the old man stood up, walked to a wooden stand, rubbed it for a long time, then took out the square wooden box, and carried it to the table with great effort, and smiled, "The master of the door is a lazy person, in the mountains.

Boring and do not like practicing, so I often have fun with some objects. This wooden box is made of nearly a whole qi, but it is useless on weekdays. It is mostly used for warming up the sword. Before leaving, I asked me to hand it over to the young hero.

, it is a thank you gift since this time."

The sword box is red all over. It looks like it is made of good wood and soaked in tung oil. It looks extremely heavy and as strong as a mountain rock.

"If you don't have any merits, you won't receive any reward." Yun Zhong just glanced at him, then looked away and looked at the old servant calmly, "If it was really the sect leader's explanation, you should know your nature. If you have received this thing for no reason, you will be uneasy."

"The young hero is a wise man. It is rare to have his own thoughts at this age. He is even more versatile in the truth that a gentleman is like a flowing water," the old servant said with a smile, and he was completely ashamed, "But the truth is eliminated in the world."

, and pay more attention to what you think about it. Perhaps the leader of the sect also guessed that the young hero had this statement, so he specially explained to me." "Welcome this thing with me is like carrying a white gourd door to my heart,

If you are trapped by worldly affairs or achieve success, you can't remember that there is still a White Gourd Sect leader in your heart. If you catch a glimpse of this thing, you will feel like seeing me, and you will feel like seeing the sword."

After saying this, the old man seemed to have relieved his burden and stood up to bow deeply to the young man.

"The sect leader is mostly in the mountains in this life. Apart from his former sect leader, there is no one who always thinks about it. He probably knows the young hero's nature, just like when he was in his youth, so he is worried about it. This sword

The box is not a spiritual weapon that is mentioned by the practitioners. However, the sect leader has indeed revised and modified it. He has been warming up for many years. He accepted this object and added a little thought. Isn’t it the same when people are born.

, with all kinds of thoughts, walking through thousands of mountains and rivers."

When the two were about to go down the mountain, the boy turned out to be normal and did not look white. Instead, he changed into a blue dress. He no longer had a sword hanging around his waist, but there was an extra sword box behind him. Looking back halfway through the mountain road, he never took his eyes back for a long time.

After only a few months, when I was stationed in Fengyou County, except for the small stay in the Liu Langzhong Medical Center, most of the time I spent in this mountain. Although the elixir fire in the Void Dan still did not fade, the boy no longer needed this day.

Too much suppressed the discomfort in the abdomen; the formation still had no progress, but at least it was rare to calm down in my heart. Seeing the sudden snow in the mountain road, the white mountains and white trees had slowly spread to their original colors, I don’t know why I felt much more at ease

.

"Miss Wen, do you think of this mountain by chance when we are old, and go back here to sing incense for Master Ye?"

Wen Yu pulled the horse, and the black horn under his seat was a little uncomfortable. After two sniffs, he had not been happy for many days and ran a long way. Now he can go out and walk around, so he is a little resentful now. Compared to Yun

Zhong's bad horse was full of food, and he lay down in the stable and slept soundly all day long. The black trunk never had any extra fat. Even if he was curled up in the area of ​​only ten steps, he would often move his feet and run up.

After three or two rounds, it is just a relief.

"Yes, no." The girl gently rubbed the side face of the horse to comfort the latter, "The people on Nangong Mountain value love and nature the most. They don't need this sword box, so they can always think of it, but if they are busy with all kinds of miscellaneous things, they are busy.

, it can often change the originally set itinerary. In the final analysis, if the body can be in charge of oneself, you can naturally return to this place. If the body cannot control itself, it will be difficult to turn back in your life."

"Miss Wen's realm is getting more and more advanced, and now she's a little hard to hear. The young one really admires her. In another two or three years, she's just a young one who wants to call you senior sister." For many days, she finally mentioned it.

After joking with interest, the words were heard, and a cold wind rushes between the waist and abdomen. Even though he tightened the horse's belly, the miscellaneous hair rammed in pain and suddenly rushed out a few steps, and the wind seemed to rush down the mountain.

The dark horse behind him, like a dark cloud, was suddenly thrown out several feet, and also churned its four legs and suddenly rushed down the mountain road with thick snow.

Countless flowers bloomed in the snow dust, and bright light shone.

An old man with crane hair stood on the top of the mountain. He looked at the young girl in the distance and laughed so clearly that she had not dissipated for a long time. For some reason, the old face bloomed like a daisy. He carried a bamboo broom and turned his head back to the mountain gate, slowly sweeping away the snow in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!