Four hundred and fortieth chapters Taoist Yin and Yang
"She is the young Siming of Luoshengtang who was personally selected by His Excellency Donghuang?"
At the same time, in another area of the Confucian Little Sage Village, Da Si ordered the three of them to use the Nine Palaces Movement Technique to sneak into the Little Saint Village to plan for big things according to the previously planned plan. They never thought that they would feel this just after walking in it.
There is a vaguely homogeneous aura.
Wherever they looked, looking into the distance, they saw the figure of a young girl with a light purple mysterious light appearing all over her body. When they saw this, Da Si Ming and the three people who moved to the Nine Palaces looked at each other and whispered.
In terms of appearance, she is no longer the chief minister. Mrs. Xiang was mysterious and noble before. She was known as one of the hundreds of families. She wore plain clothes and black robes, wore plain boots, and wore a crown and tied her hair. She was very unusual among the hundreds of families who came and went around.
Eye-catching.
"It's her!"
"He is worthy of being someone whom His Excellency Donghuang values. At such an age and with such cultivation, Manye Feihua Ryu should reach a very high level. When he becomes a master of Manye Feihua Ryu, he can be ranked as a junior commander."
"At this time, the gods of the nine palaces of the Yin and Yang family are all perfect, and great things can be done!"
One person spoke crisply, with light blue light flashing in his eyes. With the same energy, he could sense the good aura of the other person. At the other person's age, they were far inferior.
Now, the three guardians of the Yin and Yang family have gathered together, the guardians of the five elements have appeared in the world, the fortunes of hundreds of years have converged, the nine palaces have returned, and the secret of the Canglong Qisu has emerged.
"Madams, it seems that Young Siming does not want to have contact with us for the time being."
After a while, the lavender figure in the distance was still standing there without any movement or response. Da Siming whispered, feeling slightly relieved.
"That's it, it's time for us to enter the library."
A Mrs. Xiang nodded. The purpose of entering Xiaoshengxian Manor this time was the library. According to what I just learned, there have been many Confucian disciples copying things in the library recently. After asking carefully, it seems that there is nothing useful.
information.
It seems that if you want to truly understand it, only three people have to go there in person.
As soon as they finished speaking, the three people's eyes once again moved away from the lavender figure. Their figures flashed and they walked towards the library unknowingly. Hundreds of families gathered today, and quite a few people went to the library to have a look, but they were not affected by it.
Too many obstacles.
"Two madams, do Confucians also know the secret of Canglong Qisu?"
That evening, after various investigations and collecting a lot of information, more and more people from hundreds of families appeared, staying in the library, overlooking the entire Little Saint's Manor. Although night had not yet come, the entire Little Saint's Manor was full of people.
The lights have been brightly lit for a long time, reflecting the grand scenery.
The corner of the library on the third floor is the area of the library that Confucianism opened this time. If you want to enter the upper floor of the library, you must have a warrant from the Confucian high-level officials. However, what many Confucian disciples did on the upper floor of the library, through
I also vaguely guessed a thing or two about the secret technique of yin and yang.
"There are people from Zhao Guoxingcheng Library on the seventh floor. It was after those two people came to Xiaoshengxian Manor that the Confucians began to copy ancient history books. According to Lord Shun, Lord Pingyuan of Zhao State was the guard more than ten years ago.
The secret of the Canglong Qisu of Zhao State."
"However, he was later killed by Lu Buwei, the civil servant of the Qin State, and the secrets of the guard also entered the Qin State. If it is true, the two people in the Xingcheng Library were also responsible for the ancient history books copied by Canglong Qisu. According to Confucian disciples
It is said that the seventh floor contains mostly books brought back from Luoyang more than ten years ago."
"The seven-story library is where our goal is!"
Another whisper came out. There are quite a few of the books in the storage room of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Yin and Yang family. Most of them involve the theory of Canglong Qisu. Occasionally, some of them are spread outside. It is not impossible that they were not brought back.
If this is the case, then the target is locked, and you only need to wait for the right time to start, and the mission will be successful.
"The library is an important place for Confucianism, and each floor is guarded by a Confucian master. Although he is not a god, it is inappropriate to rush up and rashly cause a disturbance and hundreds of schools of thought gather together."
A crisp voice with a tone that was almost the same as the previous one slowly said, looking up to the top of the library, looking around, and his bright eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at a corner of the library, where a top-level Confucian disciple stayed.
"If outsiders come forward forcefully, it will naturally cause Confucianism to react, but what if it is Confucianism's own disciples?"
The person who spoke at the beginning pondered for a few breaths. After entering the library for such a long time, only Confucian disciples could enter on the third floor or above. Although they were not Confucian disciples, under the Nine Palaces Shifting Technique, they could be disciples of hundreds of schools.
"You mean...?"
As the words fell, the other two people's auras flashed, and then they looked at each other and nodded.
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"Senior brother, it has been almost ten days, and I have read thousands of ancient books. Why is there no clue yet?"
As night fell, the Confucian disciples left one after another on the seventh floor of the library, with only three remaining to accompany Can Jian. Feixue and the others continued to sort out volumes of ancient classics, classify them into categories, and copy them into new places.
Looking at the thousands of ancient books not far away that have been compiled in the past ten days, although there are many interesting and useful things, for Can Jian and the other two, as long as it is not related to Canglong Qisu, everything has nothing to do with them.
I took down a scroll of bamboo slips from the bookshelf again. The material was yellow and black. I don’t know how long it had been sleeping. I opened it gently and took a look at the words on it. Most of them were inscriptions on gold. I glanced at it and read hundreds of words quickly.
over.
Putting down the bamboo slips in his hand, a trace of anxiety flashed across Zhao Feixue's face. Although there are still more than nine levels of content left, he has been staying here for many days. If there are clues, he may feel some comfort in his heart, but now, unconsciously, there is something in his heart.
have no choice.
"Junior sister, don't worry. There are still so many ancient books here that we haven't read yet. As long as there is one volume of records, this trip will be a great success. According to the current progress, we will stay here for more than three months."
"Think of it as cultivation. Junior sister, you are the first to become a god. If you can survive these three months, you should stabilize your state!"
Although Can Jian was anxious in his heart, he also knew that anxiety was useless. If the secret of Canglong Qisu was so easy to find, then these ancient books would have been seen by the Confucians long ago after they had been kept here for so long.
Gently holding the junior sister's delicate hand with one hand, since the master was suppressed and killed by Xuan Qingzi, the junior sister's temperament has become more and more impatient. She has just broken into the realm of becoming a god and is not stable yet. She is not yet able to avenge her master. Can she
Not much was done.
"Senior brother, I must find the secret of Canglong Qisu. If Little Saint Xianzhuang can't find it, then the Qin court must have it. Sister Li entered the Qin palace with the hatred of the country and her family, and now she has won the trust of the Qin king."
"If we start from the Qin court, we will definitely gain something. The things that Pingyuan Lord guarded back then have also entered the Qin Kingdom. As long as we can find them, we will be able to understand the secrets of Canglong Qisu."
Among the Xia, whether it is for Zhao or their father, Canglong Qisu is their only support now. It is said that there is power hidden in it to change the general situation of the Xia. As long as it can be found, everything can be reversed.
When the time comes, Tianzong Xuanqingzi can be destroyed, and the Qin Kingdom can be destroyed. Imagining the tranquility, Zhao Feixue just held the hand of his senior brother and whispered, as long as Canglong Qisu appeared in Zhuxia, then there will definitely be clues
of.
"Senior Brother Bian Chen, aren't you going to prepare for tomorrow's ceremony tonight? Why are you back here now?"
At the same moment, on the other side of the seventh-floor library, three Confucian disciples wearing brocade robes and ceremonial crowns stepped on the stairs and met several other Confucian disciples not far away.
Looking at the three people who came up, a Confucian disciple was quite strange. He asked casually out of curiosity. Tomorrow is the ceremony for the new head of the Confucian school to take over. Although things in the library are also very important, after all, things have priorities.
"The master has an order. Tomorrow's ceremony has been prepared for many days, and there are enough manpower, so we are allowed to continue here to copy ancient books."
Among the three people who came up from downstairs, the one at the front bowed his hands, first looked around, then responded, and then looked at each other with the two people behind him.
"Well, Bian Chen, why has your voice changed? Are you sick...? The aura on your body is wrong. You are not Bian Chen. Who are you? Why are you pretending to be senior brother Bian Chen?"
In the seven-story library, the Confucian disciple who was kneeling behind the pavilion copying ancient books with a pen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. Then he looked at Senior Brother Bian Chen again and said something strange, and then his expression suddenly changed.
Deep in his eyes, Senior Brother Bian Chen, who had bowed down politely, suddenly burst into a strange red light, and the aura of the two fellow Confucian disciples behind him also changed drastically.
"You don't have time to know who we are!"
It's a pity that the three people who behaved like Confucian Bian Chen didn't give him time to continue talking. The red mysterious light spread throughout the seven-story pavilion in an instant, and his hands became as red as flames, showing strange silver patterns, and the nails were even black.
Like ink.
His hands pinched the seals like lightning, and his body movements were tactful, sealing directly on the three Confucian disciples in the seven-story pavilion. As for the two people behind them, they had already met Can Jian and Feixue who had reacted not far away.
"Yin Yang Aiki Mudra!"
"You are from the Yin Yang family!"
Can Jian and Feixue were stunned by the sudden movement. When they were waiting to react, the three Confucian disciples who were copying in the pavilion had already been killed.
Immediately, without any hesitation, he stepped forward with his sword. The endless edge of the sword was not visible. Here were the books of the Zhou Dynasty. If one or two were destroyed, they would be exactly what he needed. At that time, he would regret it.
Out of reach.
The spiritual awareness spread. Although the three people who broke into the library were not bad at cultivation, they did not have any spiritual transformations. So, what was there to fear? He stepped forward, swung his long sword, and the sword shadow was heavy, pressing across them.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The water rhyme spreads, one yin and one yang, one hard and one soft. The two people facing Can Jian's hands have endless yin and yang seals. Their four hands are joined together and their palms are shot out. Suddenly, a light blue Tai Chi diagram of Hunyuan appears, resisting
There are heavy sword shadows, and the tyrannical energy ripples.
"These things should have disappeared completely when the Zhou Dynasty ceased to exist. Now, it's not too late!"
The man pretending to be Confucian Bian Chen waved his seals with his hands again, and a stream of extremely red flames rose up. Immediately, his movement was like wind, surrounding the entire seven floors. Wherever he passed, wisps of flames invaded every part of the pavilion.
A bookshelf, soaked in every volume of ancient books.
After taking a breath, flames crisscrossed the entire seven-story library, swooping upwards and even into the eight-story pavilion, where there were still some ancient books brought back from the Great Zhou Collection Room.