Lin Biaotou went up to the fifth floor in one breath. Although he didn't pay much attention, he could also feel a completely different atmosphere from the Leiyin Temple Sutra Library.
The Sutra Library of Leiyin Temple looks more like a treasure house. Each book is carefully collected, but there are very few people who can read it, even a layer that even lay disciples like them can go to.
I always go in and out quickly, and leave immediately after choosing kung fu, as if I was afraid that you would take a look at it more and learn something secretly.
The atmosphere in Xuanjun Pavilion is very leisurely. You can see many people standing in front of the bookshelf holding books. The lighting in the Pavilion has been specially designed, even in the corner, there are enough
Light is for people to read.
Lin Biaotou looked at the booklets displayed on the bookshelf on both sides and frowned slightly, because most of the books here are "demonic illustrations", "decomposition of Gu", "eight methods of flowing poison" and so on seem to have something to do with the demons of the Demon Cult.
However, this article of "The Demons' Fist" was not found in the book, let alone the original one left by Xuanjun himself in the legend.
He hesitated slightly, and then he walked towards a man in yellow standing in front of the bookshelf not far away to select books. He only took a few steps. He seemed to have noticed him in order to facilitate the convenience. Lin Biaotou immediately slowed down and waited until the distance was separated.
He stopped about five meters and said:
"This young man, I want to borrow the boxing guide of the Demon All Faces, but I didn't find it. I don't know where it was placed?"
"Oh, let's see what is 'original', right? There, but be a little attention. Although private fights are not allowed here, there is always some qi sympathy. Be careful not to be hurt by the qi leaked by others, and don't overreact.
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The man in yellow pointed the direction for Lin Batou very kindly. Lin Batou wanted to say that I just wanted to read the boxing script, but I also thought that I could buy secret books on the first floor downstairs before, and I understand that there might be no one here at all.
While I was secretly thinking that I was wrong, I also became very interested in the "original" that could arouse sympathy.
Following the direction pointed out by the man in yellow, Lin Biaotou walked through several bookshelfs and saw a not-so-exquisite double-open wooden door. The words "Original Fist of the Demons" were engraved on the door, and there was also a sign hanging.
, It says "Close the door at will".
Is it this one?
Lin Biaotou walked forward, pushed open the door, and closed the door according to the sign at the door. Then he opened the protective energy and walked forward. This was a very large room, and many martial arts colleagues were communicating with each other.
When Lin PaoTou heard their communication, he suddenly noticed that there were pictures engraved on the walls of the room.
Turning his head suddenly, he saw a demon head painted on the wall beside him. Its arms are like snakes, with wings under its ribs, and its eyes are extremely terrifying. The demon head is about to thrust, as if a gust of wind is following it.
The movement swept over.
Lin PaoTou felt a huge shock for a moment, his feet became soft and he almost fell to the ground.
In Lin Biaotou's eyes, the moment he looked at the demon, the painting was no longer a painting, but a real demon.
"First time?" A dull voice sounded from his ears, dragging Lin Biaotou out of his horror. He gasped heavily and didn't dare to look at the wall again.
The picture just turned his head and looked at the man who spoke.
This is a middle-aged man who looks about forty years old, but his beard and hair are gray. He looked at Lin Biaotou with a smile, and before he could speak, he took the lead:
"There are 108 devil figures in this room, each with a charm. It is said that the divine marrow was realized by Xuanjun who killed countless demons in the Demon Sect. The so-called devil figures boxing refers to observing these pictures
, feel the pressure and artistic conception of the devil, and the experience gained from confronting him. Judging from your appearance, you should have just come to see the original without reading the boxing guide, right?"
Lin PaoTou, who was said to be, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he nodded and admitted that the middle-aged man still kept a calm smile when he saw this:
"There is nothing to be embarrassed about. I am the same as my old man, but there is no problem. If a master practices boxing, there are naturally methods from a master. If you want to practice according to the boxing guide, you will get half the result with twice the effort."
"Please give me advice." Lin PaoTou immediately bowed. He had already recognized that the "middle-aged man" in front of him was the Supreme Elder from Zhenwu Temple and a martial arts legend who was over 90 years old - Yuan
Qingzi.
"There is no question of advice." Yuan Qingzi waved his hand, took Lin Paoto to walk a few steps, signaled him to look at other martial arts fellow workers, and then said:
"Since you have entered the Grandmaster realm, you will always use your divine thoughts, right?"
"Yes, but because it is easy to be contaminated by demons in the Demon Cult, it is not sophisticated." Lin Paotou shook his head. Two hundred years ago, his divine thoughts were another feature of the Grandmaster besides the leakage of the Gangqi.
But now, just the qi-seeking technique will be polluted by demonic energy, let alone confronting with divine thoughts. When Xuanxin Pavilion was proficient in this way, it became the first sect to be destroyed by demons in the Demon Sect.
"It doesn't matter, just know. You can see these demonic phenomena with the method of confrontation of divine thoughts and experience the method of dealing with them. When you can calmly deal with the one hundred and eight phases in this room, your own demonic phase fist will be completed.
But this is not easy. The old Taoist stayed here for three months and only realized the three-stage boxing moves.”
When Yuan Qingzi said this, he shook his head, but there was a little admiration in his eyes. When Lin Biaotou heard this, he couldn't help but look at the portrait on the wall again. With the old Taoist reminded him that this time, the Demon Void Punctuated in that Tianmo.
At that time, his divine thoughts also punched him in his mind.
The demon Xu seemed to be like a living thing, avoiding his "attack". A tail like a snake rolled up from the back of his head. Lin Biaotou suddenly turned sideways and tried to block it, but a severe pain was already there.
It came from my chest.
"Huhh..." He suddenly woke up from the "illusion" of the confrontation of thoughts, but Lin Biaotou understood a little bit how the young master had practiced such a strange boxing technique, but he could turn the demon into
Staying in the picture together, how strong is this Xuanjun’s cultivation level?
...
"The bottles on the sixth floor are almost used up." On the tenth floor of Xuanjun Pavilion, Lao Li's reminder rang in Feng Xue's ears. When Feng Xue heard this, her face collapsed. She reached out and wiped it from her waist, and took out a delicate yellow color.
The small bottle walked to a metal plate and replaced the already dim bottle on it, saying helplessly:
"These people in the martial arts world are too busy eating and sleeping, right?"
"It's not good for them to forget to eat and sleep? If Xuanjun's strange story is condensed, it's probably a national-level big guy." Old Li said with a look of "You Versailles" and said with a resentful look. Feng Xue sighed when he heard this.
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"I'm afraid that the bottle in my hand will be used up before the monsters are condensed!"
"So let's continue to collect it after you use it. It's not a non-renewable resource." Old Li said in a somewhat sour tone. Feng Xue just shook her head when she heard this, and did not respond, but instead asked:
"What's the matter with you coming to me? Your own Yuelai Inn is no longer operating?"
"My side has already started to track. According to the current expansion speed, you should be able to gather strange talk entries within two years. It is worthy of being a different world. The speed of gathering entries is faster than the present world!" Old Li said with a little excited tone.
As he said that, Feng Xue said unexpectedly:
"Two years?"
"Yes, after all, you still have to control information dissemination..." Speaking of this, Lao Li's expression suddenly became serious and said to Feng Xue very seriously:
"Speaking of this, you seem to have never controlled the information about strange talks, right?"
"Who said that, I have also written a set set to the monster..." Feng Xue immediately retorted, but Lao Li shook his head and said:
"It's not about that, but it means actively slowing down the spread speed, and controlling it will reduce redundancy. Although you are now gathering high-intensity weird stories, you can't be so lucky forever, if something strange is happening,
It will lead to the disastrous transmission, and you will cry at that time!"
When Feng Xue heard this, her original Versailles aura immediately restrained, and the doubts that had been lingering in her heart before were finally asked at this time-
"When I talk about it, I always want to ask, what should I do if there is a strange talk entry that is not wanted or has troublesome side effects?"