After doing useless work twice in a row, Lin Qingxuan was also a little discouraged.

Calculating with his fingers, Lin Qingxuan estimated that four hours had passed since he entered the pool. It was probably daylight outside. If he continued to explore, he didn't know when he would find the secret room where the Chongyang Patriarch carved the Nine Yin Sutra.

"It seems that without the blessing of a protagonist like Guo Jing and Yang Kang, I think it will take more than three or two days to find the secret room leading to the remains of the Chongyang Patriarch. Today I'd better go back to the palace to do some work, so as not to disappear and arouse the suspicion of the Taoist priests in the palace."

Although Lin Qingxuan was a little irritable, he calmed down after reciting the Tao Sutra silently for a few times and was ready for a protracted war.

We followed the way we came all the way back to the entrance of the corridor, went into the water and swam to the pool, and sure enough we saw the east glowing white.

Lin Qingxuan first used his kung fu to steam dry his clothes, and then braved the rising sun and rushed all the way back to Chongyang Palace from the back mountain path.

After returning to the kitchen, the Taoist priests had already gotten up and were busy. Lin Qingxuan was responsible for chopping vegetables, but he was not tired. After working for a while, it was time for morning classes. The firework Taoist priest who came out later did not have to do morning classes. The food would be cooked by the end of morning classes.

Several little Taoist boys with nimble legs and feet carried the food boxes to deliver them to the real people. Lin Qingxuan, Sun Daoren and others carried the rice buckets and vegetable basins to the outer hall of the fire room, where the disciples of Chongyang Palace eat.

When lunch was over, Lin Qingxuan was about to go back to his room to sleep for a while, and then continued to explore the ancient tomb at night, when he suddenly saw Sun Dao walking over angrily.

"Senior Brother Sun, what's wrong?"

Taoist Sun's face turned ugly, and he trembled his lips and said: "Junior Brother Lin, I can't help you, and I can't keep you. Just now, Taoist Master Guo told me that you don't have to work in the kitchen starting tomorrow.

Sanqing Pavilion is short of people on duty to sweep and sweep, so I’ll ask you to go there in the future.”

The more Taoist Sun spoke, the more excited he became. He blushed and said, "Taoist Zhao Zhijing and Taoist Guo are bullying people. You are doing a good job in the kitchen, but they want to send you to the Sutra Pavilion to clean up. I'll wait and see again."

Go talk to Daozhang Zhao."

Lin Qingxuan is now at a higher level, and his views on problems are not as extreme and narrow-minded as before when everything went wrong. He grabbed Taoist Sun and said with a smile: "Brother Sun, don't be anxious. Maybe it is really the Sanqing Pavilion and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that are missing the Taoist on duty.

, did you forget that the real person in the sect accepted another group of disciples last month? It is estimated that the boys on duty at Sanqing Pavilion and Sutra Pavilion have become true disciples, so naturally they can no longer do the cleaning work."

Sun Daoren looked at Lin Qingxuan carefully and saw that he was really not angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Although it is much more leisurely to go to Sanqing Pavilion to guard, there is almost nothing to do on weekdays, but you can't see the real person anymore, so...

Sometimes the money is less than in the back kitchen. We can still eat some good food in the back kitchen, but when we go to Sanqing Pavilion..."

Lin Qingxuan waved his hand gently and said: "Senior Brother Sun, there is no need to say it. Both the left and right are Taoists of Pyrotechnics, so there is no distinction between high and low. I will pack my things later."

Sun Daoren only felt that he failed to take care of Lin Qingxuan, and said hurriedly: "Then I will help you get your things."

Although Lin Qingxuan declined, Taoist Sun insisted on helping him. Without any solution, the two of them went to Sanqing Pavilion with their packages. It was very deserted. In the past, in addition to Sanqing Pavilion, there were also some disciples and good men and women who came here. After Sanqing Pavilion,

The Sutra Collection Pavilion is locked all day long and is only opened when Quanzhen disciples and Taoists come to borrow books and read them.

It turns out that the Sanqing Pavilion and the Sutra Pavilion were guarded by two old Taoists. After the year, they were transferred to the lower courtyard. Later, two Taoist boys who had recently come to the mountain were assigned to guard them. Last month, they were also selected as Hao Datong and Liu Chuxuan.

's disciple.

Because there was a shortage of people, Lin Qingxuan was asked to temporarily take over as the Taoist on duty in the two pavilions.

Lin Qingxuan cleaned up and settled in the wing room on the side of the Sutra Pavilion. Sun Taoist left a lot of pancakes, sweet fruits, dumplings and other food for Lin Qingxuan. Before leaving, he also gave Lin Qingxuan a piece of silver in his hand.

, said: "Junior brother is doing a good job here. If I have a chance in the future, I will find a way to get you back to the kitchen."

Lin Qingxuan knew that Taoist Sun had good intentions and did not refuse. He nodded with a smile and sent him out the door.

When Taoist Sun disappeared into the mountain mist at dusk, Lin Qingxuan packed his bags, closed the door and went to the back mountain.

Walking out of Sanqing Pavilion, Lin Qingxuan was very happy when he saw the silence around him. After all, he possesses Quanzhen superior martial arts. If he hangs out with people all day long, there is always the risk of being exposed for a long time. Besides, there are few people living in Sutra Pavilion.

Excuse me, I have more time to practice Xuan Gong.

Seeing that it was almost nightfall, Lin Qingxuan quickened his pace and arrived at the pool in the back mountain after half an hour.

At this time, a semi-circular moon rose in the sky, casting down silver gauze. Lin Qingxuan's eyes were able to see at night.

Still diving into the pool, climbed up the corridor, and then began to explore the forks in the road. After a few hours, Lin Qingxuan used the four patterns of square, cross, A, and A to explore four more paths, but in addition to a few new discoveries

A warehouse for storing supplies was never found again.

However, Lin Qingxuan still found a rust-free sword among most of the decayed weapons, and pulled out the sword that was still cold. The word "Nine Truths" was engraved on the sword's spine.

Lin Qingxuan picked it up and danced it for a few times. He felt it was very smooth, and he smiled and said: "The Nine Treasure Sword has been in the dust for many years, and it fell into my hands today. It is considered destined to be with me."

After saying that, he picked up the sword, turned around, walked out of the corridor, and returned to the outside of the water pool. When the clothes were dried by using Qinggong, Lin Qingxuan saw that the eastern sky had turned slightly white.

It took a long time to get up and clean the inside and outside of Sanqing Pavilion and Sutra Pavilion.

After obtaining the Jiuzhen Sword, Lin Qingxuan became more interested in exploring the forks in the corridor. For three consecutive days, he sneaked into the corridor every night to search, and found many treasures one after another. Unfortunately, most of them were rotten and unusable.

That night, while Lin Qingxuan was carving a five-pointed star under his feet, he chose a fork in the road and unknowingly arrived at a stone gate.

Although Lin Qingxuan's Qi-nurturing skills were improving day by day, when he saw that Shimen's breathing was still messed up and his self-operating Xuan Gong had stopped, Lin Qingxuan hurriedly closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and then opened his eyes again after a moment.

Walking to the stone door, Lin Qingxuan fumbled for a moment to find a handle, tried several methods, and finally triggered the mechanism when turning it to the left, and the stone door creaked open.

After waiting for a while, Lin Qingxuan felt that the stench had dissipated, so he lit a candle he had just taken out of his arms and walked in cautiously.

By the candlelight, I looked around and saw that the stone chamber was not large and empty. When I looked up, I saw that the top one foot above was as smooth as a mirror, with dense handwriting written on it.

Lin Qingxuan raised the candle and saw that the writing was clearly visible.

The writing arrangement is the same as that of the book, with four large characters on the far right - "Nine Yin Manual".

These large and small characters are vigorous and powerful, consistent with the style of the handwriting of the Chongyang Patriarch that I saw in the Sutra Pavilion. It was written by the Patriarch himself.

After reading it briefly, I felt that I understood some of it, but after thinking about it, I didn’t understand it anymore.
Chapter completed!