Inside the house, Lu Xun held the copybook with a constipated expression on his face.

He couldn't figure out what Mr. actually means if he wanted to break his head.

Logically speaking, this kind of New Year gift word should have a good expectation for the new year.

What the gentleman’s expectations for me are condensed into one word, is it…ugly?

Just when he was puzzled, a message popped up in front of him.

"【A copybook (purple) containing mysterious power.】"

Lu Xun's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and then he continued to look down...

——There is nothing below.

Lu Xun: "???"

Damn, can the prompt message be even eunuchs?

You?????Tell me what power it contains!

Three words are also written below the basic information [To be unlocked].

And after the three words [to be unlocked], the countdown is still followed.

Lu Xun estimated the time, and it would take more than an hour to unlock it. So, the time is almost the same as... ugly?

When it is ugly, it is 1:00-3:00 in the morning.

"So does this [ugly] written by Mr. refer to the [ugly] among the twelve earthly branches?" Lu Xun guessed in his heart.

"Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen..." Lu Xun muttered the twelve earthly branches, and felt a sudden understanding in his heart.

It turns out that this word only represents an hour and has no other meaning.

"This feeling is a bit like the Bodhi Patriarch knocking Sun Wukong three times and telling him to come to my house for a while during the third update." Lu Xun's thinking began to spread.

He closed the copybook in his hand again and said in his heart: "I thought that sir wrote this word to have other meanings. It seems that I was thinking too much."

Since there is still more than an hour, it is better to practice the nameless martial arts first. If you just wait like this, it will be a bit boring. You have to learn to find something for yourself.

The pain today has not been enjoyed yet, so he is ready to send a shot.

Lu Xun sat cross-legged on the bed, and his body began to use his nameless martial arts. As soon as he was about to practice, he felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Is this... Little Chan'er breaking through?" Lu Xun said in surprise.

"Is it related to the copybook given to her by the gentleman?"

He was not ready to practice for a while, but half lying on the bed and started to browse the forum, but he was actually paying attention to Lin Chan's practice.

The time for browsing the forum always passes fast. After only a quarter of an hour, Lu Xun sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, and Lin Chan actually broke through again!

This is obviously not a natural breakthrough, it is definitely because of Mr.’s copybook!

It seems that Lin Chan's copybook has revealed its power at this moment!

"What words did the sir write for Xiao Chan'er? And what is contained in the copybook?" Lu Xun felt a little itchy and was very curious.

He continued to browse the messy posts in the forum, of course, mainly looking at some photos.

However, Lu Xun just took a look at them bored and did not criticize them by men.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lin Chan actually broke through again.

She made continuous breakthroughs tonight, and she didn't stop until the ninth level of the Qi Food Art.

At this point, Lu Xun, the master, was only level 2 Gao Linchan.

This gave him a slight sense of urgency. After all, if Lin Chan overtakes, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Holding the apprentice's thighs... Although it seemed quite good, Lu Xun thought he was a decent person, so he still wanted to cover the little mute as much as possible, rather than the little mute.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lu Xun was no longer in a hurry.

...

...

At this moment, somewhere in the back mountain, the gentleman who was slightly drunk was still wearing a red robe, which was very eye-catching even at night.

The mute old man stood quietly beside him, holding a small lantern in his hand.

There was no candlelight in the small lantern. After he took out the lantern, some of the fireflies on the back mountain crawled into the lantern by themselves, making the whole lantern shiny, very magical.

The old man held a lantern and showed a teenage smile on his face.

He always likes to play this trick in the back mountain. He has played it many times in his life, but he just enjoys it.

The gentleman glanced at him and said to him, "Let's go, it's time for the New Year, it's time to see him."

The mute old man naturally understood who he was in the mouth of his husband and nodded quickly.

The gentleman slowly left the ground, and then flew towards Zangshan at a slow speed.

The mute old man followed him, and he even flew slowly than ordinary monks. If he hadn't waited for him, he would have flown to Zangshan long ago.

"Xiao Gui, look at yourself, you have some prospects in carrying the battle." The gentleman turned his head and looked at his old servant.

The little Shutong, who once followed behind his butt, has now become an old servant and an old man.

After hearing this, the mute old man showed a pleasing smile on his face, and then stretched out his two fingers.

He is expressing the number "two".

"Okay, okay, besides taking the beating, your two swords are also working." The gentleman said with great face.

The mute old man was like a child who had received praise from adults, smiling very happily. Even the hand holding the crutch was slightly tighter, holding the crutch on his right hand tightly.

After flying to Mount Zang, the two of them circled around and went to the other side of Mount Zang.

The Tibetan Mountain is divided into two sides, one side contains the relics of the people in the Demon Sect, and the other side is the cemetery of the dead people in the Demon Sect.

This is a mountain and a large tomb.

Looking up the mountain from the foot of the mountain, you can see the tombstones standing on this side of the mountain.

Some buried the remains, some were left with ashes, and some were gone with ashes.

There are all dead people on this mountain, but there is only one cemetery special because the person inside is not clean and now he has become a "living dead person".

The gentleman and the mute old man did not fly directly to the tomb, but walked up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

Since they had to take care of the mute old man's movements, the two of them climbed the mountain very slowly.

The gentleman has always taken small steps. Once the small steps are slower, it will look even more strange.

The mountain is very dark. Apart from the moonlight, only the small lanterns on the hands of the mute old man can bring light.

But for some reason, there is not much gloomy here.

When he reached almost halfway up the mountain, the gentleman took a few steps to the left, then stomped his feet gently, and a translucent ripples spread in the air. A faint light enveloped him and the mute old man, and then disappeared.

There is also a small world in this mountain.

Or there is also a place like a tomb of a living dead, a tomb in a tomb.

And the people inside are naturally the first sword cultivator in the world, the founder of the Demon Sect, and the eldest disciple of the gentleman...

——The Yan Li, who had been in vain for many years, had been in vain.

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