Yingxiu, who had been able to calm down when he saw Qi Liancheng, finally showed his displeasure.
"Enlightening the Tao and cultivating the Tao is all about practicing knowledge and doing things one after another. If you blindly opportunistically seek out the wrong path, you may only be hurting yourself."
Ying Xiu glanced sideways and saw that this young man was picking up the ancient scriptures on the bookshelf without knowing what was good or bad.
He was flipping through the books quickly and calmly.
The speed was so fast that one couldn't help but wonder if he was watching carefully.
There were more than twenty books on the case, which he quickly read through.
Bai Lian put down the book in his hand and glanced calmly at the book in Ying Xiu's hand.
His eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he whispered: "In "The Combination of Shen Zhi Jian He", when Angelica reads Ji Shang, Shenfu Qi Ling suppresses the internal breath, and when she refers to a sword, it becomes Huang Huang Liu He Wen, which can stop three thousand soldiers.
"
Ying Xiu's eyebrows were cold and solemn, seeing that he was so unable to hold back his eyes, his gaze went beyond the boundary and went down to the bottom of his palm.
He even recited the "Shenzhi Jianhe" formula that he was having trouble deciphering at the moment.
He put his fingers between the pages of the book and warned in a cold voice: "I have eyes, so I don't need you to watch and read for me."
In such a sacred place as Jiange, no matter how much dissatisfaction there is in his heart, it is impossible for Ying Xiu to have a conflict with others in public.
He suppressed his temper and just sarcastically looked back.
His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes just fell on the page in his hand, his breathing suddenly tightened, and his eyes widened.
However, on the yellowed last page of the book, there were five ancient small characters "Danggui Nianji Shang" written on it. There was a lot of blank space, and there was no further text.
The words of the extremely ignorant young man beside him settled down.
The "Shenzhi Jianhe" in his hand suddenly became hot!
The five characters were covered with a very faint layer of green, and then in the yellowed blank space, a line of small characters appeared in the green ink:
The Qi Spirit of Shen Mansion suppresses the inner breath, and if you point out a sword with a single thought, it will turn into Huanghuang Liuhe Wen, which can stop three thousand soldiers.
Ying Xiu's mind suddenly exploded, like a heavenly bell ringing in his mind, as if there was a sudden echo in the dark!
The obscure and incomprehensible text that I had just read seemed to suddenly come to life, clearly imprinted in my mind.
My ignorant thoughts suddenly became clear, as if I had been enlightened all of a sudden, and my consciousness, which was suppressed by the contents of the book, was also relaxed.
Ying Xiu turned to the previous page again, and felt that it was easier and easier to interpret than ever before.
"Snapped!"
Ying Xiu closed the page of the book heavily, sweat dripping down his face.
A hint of fear slowly appeared in his shocked and wide-open eyes, and he looked at Balian as if he were looking at a monster.
Bailian's eyes were lowered deeply, and thick shadows covered the bottom of his eyes.
After he revealed the true meaning of "Shenzhi Jianhe" with just one glance, his face did not show much emotion.
Qi Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Ying Xiu, who had a strange expression.
There was a hint of vague understanding hidden in the depths of his eyes, but his mouth still acted like the little follower who always obeyed him.
He continued to act like a "little man succeeds" and laughed.
"Is this all the city lord of Xianling City can do? He doesn't even know the rules of the Jiange Pavilion, so he just wanders around here, guarding a nine-row bookshelf and reading line by line.
... How can there be someone like you who reads books across the bookshelves from column to row? It hurts the eyes to read too many books. If you can't read the essence, why bother to worry about it."
Ying Xiu's body was shocked, he couldn't believe it, he read it line by line?!
Doesn't that mean that he has read all the books in the first three levels of the nine columns?!
This is absolutely impossible!
A cold and terrifying thought appeared in Ying Xiu's mind for no reason.
Bai Lian didn't pay any attention to Qi Liancheng, but just avoided the two of them and continued reading.
Ying Xiu had no intention of reading any more. He put the book down and followed closely behind him, his brows stern and solemn, and he looked at Balian with an unprecedented hostility.
He lowered his voice: "Who are you?"
Balian, who had just turned over a book, curled his fingers unconsciously and glanced back at Ying Xiu.
The unusually dark eyes made Ying Xiu feel inexplicably panicked.
His voice was plain but extremely firm: "Kong Cangshan, Si Chen."
Ying Xiu's expression changed several times, and his eyes suddenly landed between Bai Lian's left ear, and a trace of cruelty suddenly flashed in his eyes.
His Royal Highness gritted his teeth and said, "What is your relationship with the eldest princess of Qin?"
This question is really confusing.
Balian glanced at him: "What does it have to do with it?"
Ying Xiu was obviously irritated by his neither salty nor bland attitude, and suddenly strangled his wrist.
The touch under his palm felt like ice, but Ying Xiu didn't notice it and said in a cold voice:
"Don't pretend to be stupid. Every Tibetan classic in the Sword Pavilion is a unique book. It records the essence of martial arts in the world. How can a mortal know everything about it and read it like an ordinary book?
If you hadn't read these books in advance, how could you have walked in front of this prince?"
Bailian laughed softly and raised his eyes to look at him: "His Royal Highness the Prince knows this sword pavilion very well. Could it be that he has already heard about the scriptures in it?"
The Jiange was already very quiet. Although Bailian's words were not loud, they fell into everyone's ears very clearly.
After hearing this, the young disciples suddenly felt sad in their hearts.
I thought there was something special about His Royal Highness Prince Zhongyou, but it turned out that he had gone through the back door, and visiting the Sword Pavilion had long been a commonplace.
If it takes two hundred years to view the Tibetan Scriptures in the Sword Pavilion, it can only reach the distance of this third level. This qualification is only above average.
The image of His Highness the Crown Prince, who was originally deified in the hearts of everyone, suddenly plummeted.
Ying Xiu is sensitive by nature, so he can't detect the subtle changes in the atmosphere of everyone's eyes.
He glared at Balian angrily and gritted his teeth harder: "Don't pretend to be stupid to me, tell me! Are you..."
"Is it something?" Balian didn't seem to want to hear what he said next, and his face gradually became impatient: "Your Highness, please don't disturb my study."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yingxiu reacted and swallowed half of the words alive.
He looked around with gloomy eyes, thinking that this matter was related to his father's reputation and his own status, and he must not let outsiders know about it.
A layman from outside the mountain who first entered Jiange would never be able to read books at such an incredible speed if he had been immersed in these classics for many years.
But who can bring the best secret books in and out of the sword pavilion at will?
Even the powerful Thirteen Swords of Tianxi do not have this right.
Since the establishment of a sect, only the sect leader can act like this.
In Ying Xiu's childhood memory, it was his father who moved these books one by one to his Dongli small house and asked him to study hard day and night.
Although the days of studying were extremely difficult, only the son of the sect master received such special care and treatment.
Only the son of the sect leader!!!
No wonder he felt uncomfortable every time he saw this young man from the first meeting.
He has such a mastery of swordsmanship that he can understand Tianxi's Dragon and Snake Sword Formation, and he has such experience that he has read hundreds of books in the Sword Pavilion.
My father has always had a high eye, so how could an ordinary worldly woman get into his eyes?
Over the years, the only woman he has been thinking about and cannot let go is his mother.
In addition, after all the calculations, the only woman who can make him feel guilty and loving is Zhao Wenjun, the eldest princess of Qin.
If the young man in front of me is really the illegitimate son secretly conceived by his father.
This outstanding sword-bone qualification, which makes even Ying Xiu jealous, can only come from that bitch Zhao Wenjun!
Coupled with the special mark on his neck and behind his ear, it is clearly the 'Heart-Protecting Seal' left by Zhao Wenjun.
The 'Heart-Protect Seal' consumes a lot of mental energy. If she didn't care about this person so much, how could she be willing to consume herself for it with her current weak body without spiritual roots.
Thinking of this, Ying Xiu was filled with hatred, and even his own father began to complain.
He was indignant because his mother married Tianxi back then and devoted everything she had to helping his father win the prosperous and peaceful world he has now.
The year my father married A Niang, he clearly made a vow that he would only marry her in this life, and that he would only have one child in this life.
It's all lies!
What a hypocrite, father!
Apparently seeing that his spiritual roots were not good, his bones were mediocre, and it was difficult for him to cultivate the Tianxi Sword, he was afraid that he had already given up on him, so he gave birth to such a shameless illegitimate son with that shameless bitch Zhao Wenjun.
No wonder he had to fight with him everywhere in Xianling City, trying his best to show off in front of Su Jing and Xiao Shuang!
It turns out that this hateful bitch not only wants to compete with him for the world, but also wants to compete with him for women!
At this moment, in Ying Xiu's mind, the relationship between Bailian and Zhao Wenjun was already a certainty, and he had already imagined countless intrigues and palace dramas.
The eyes he looked at Balian became more alert and friendly.
He also thought about the subtle protective attitude of the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianxi towards this guy. Could it be that they already knew his identity and intended to make him the new young master of Tianxi?
This thought grew crazily in Ying Xiu's heart, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he became.
Bai Lian didn't know the tangled drama in Ying Xiu's heart at this moment. He quickly scanned the four rows of bookshelves again. When he came to the ninth row, Jiang Yunqin, who had been reading quietly in the back, finally couldn't stand it anymore.
I couldn’t help but mention:
"You just arrived late. The sect master told us the rules when we entered the sword pavilion. Because each column of the martial arts books is a fine product with complementary attributes, it is best to choose one column and read them in order when viewing the sword pavilion. You are so greedy
If there are too many, you will end up with a book that is difficult to chew through.”
Jiang Yunqin and the others didn't know what Ying Xiu had experienced from Bailian's words. She didn't think that this young man who read books like a fly could really read much of the truth.
Obviously, he made the same mistake that many ignorant newcomers make, and silently took away all the words in these books due to greed and greed.
Balian was not too surprised by Jiang Yunqin's sudden kindness and obvious intention to make friends. He smiled at Miss Jiang and said, "Thank you Miss Jiang for the tip."
Jiang Yunqin's eyes were dazzled by the smile, and she quickly lowered her head and pretended to have nothing to do while reading.
She thought to herself, compared to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who seemed calm but was actually making a lot of noises, this strange young man was fished out of the river.
Looking at it now, it turns out that his facial features are more beautiful than that of His Highness the Crown Prince.
Next to her, a woman from the Xianmen family who had become acquainted with her in the mountains nudged her gently with her elbow.
He whispered: "Yunqin, why are you so kind to remind him? For such a greedy person, you are just wasting your breath.
You see, he said thank you, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all."
A young man in green robe also said in a sour tone: "That is to say, what if I have understood the Dragon Snake Sword Formation? With such an exaggerated Taoist heart, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything in this sword pavilion.
Miss Jiang, don’t be dazzled by his appearance, I have seen many people like this, and I find them useless."
Jiang Yunqin glanced at him and said: "If you say that a person who can solve the dragon-snake sword formation is not useful, then you have become a waste that is neither attractive nor useful."
Her words were rarely so ruthless, and the young man's face immediately turned red, and he said angrily: "Miss Jiang! I'm just complaining for you. He doesn't know the heart of a good person. Why do you bother to speak for such a person?"
In the past few days since entering the mountain, Mr. Lin from the Lingnan family has always been entangled with her. Jiang Yunqin was already very tired of him, so he couldn't help but frown and said:
"Do you think everyone is as shy as you? Mr. Si Chen has Huai Jin holding Yu, and his inner beauty is hidden deep. Although this sword pavilion is difficult to decipher, it cannot be difficult for a true unparalleled genius."
"Haha, he is a genius. What Miss Jiang said is really interesting. Do you think that the Tibetan classics in the Jian Pavilion are all the poems and songs in the Mortal Scripture Pavilion? No matter how talented he is, is it possible that he can still be so amazing?
Aren’t those thirteen sword masters qualified?”
"Haha, even those thirteen sword masters who came here in person did not dare to fail to abide by the rules of reading books in this sword pavilion. He thought that he was taking a wrong approach with his sword, but in fact he was just a fool's complacency."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Everyone felt that Jiang Yunqin's words were too ridiculous and unconvincing.
Also, a woman's angry words are inherently ridiculous and cute, so how can they be taken seriously?
Amid the roar of laughter from the crowd, Jiang Yunqin's pretty face immediately turned red. She knew she had made a mistake and was a little embarrassed.
When the nasty guy surnamed Lin saw that she was embarrassed, his smile became even more wild and he began to mock her.
After Balian finished looking at the last row of books on the bookshelf, he was holding a yellow-covered book in his hand, with "Blue Floating Sword" written on it. His fingers were rubbing the curled pages, as if out of habit and instinct.
, turned to the fourth page.
In the obscure blank space on the upper left side of the fourth page, there are strange patterns of three little people drawn.
The three little men are two tall and one short. The short one is sitting on the shoulders of the tallest little man, looking into the distance.
The simple lines evoke the deepest and most distant memories.
The ink color in Bailian's eyes became more intense, and he calmly closed the page of the book.
He walked calmly to the last bookshelf.
He calmly removed the sword seal from the parchment scroll that was placed alone.
Then, with a breath of cold air, he calmly unfolded the parchment, as if he were reading alone in front of the window in the courtyard of his study room. Finally, he slowed down his reading speed and began to read carefully.
As a matter of course, he took down the parchment scroll from the last bookshelf.
It was as if this scroll had been quietly lying there for a hundred years, and he should have opened it and taken it away as a matter of course.
Mr. Lin's hearty laughter seemed to have been cut off by a ghostly hand.
Yingxiu's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to eat someone.
In the silence, only Jiang Yunqin, whose face was still flushed with anger, had unusually wide eyes. If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) The Long Night Walk search and reading novel website has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.