Chapter 55 Hand in hand

Jinyang ran all the way to the guest room with the second god. The two were very noticeable on the road. The sword light that kept flashing in the air made Jinyang's secret road bad. I'm afraid that the Lishan Sword School will increase its patrol. It is difficult for him to get close to the west of the main peak, and it is even more difficult for him to enter the Earthly Immortal Palace unconsciously.

"Stand, routinely check, don't be surprised." Just as Jinyang hurried to the mountain, a sword light fell in front of Jinyang, and a middle-aged man in a red robe stood in front of Jinyang.

"I don't know if the messenger has seen any suspicious people?" The middle-aged man stared at the second yuan god. The magic spirit was strong, and the Taichangye fire sword rolled with a fierce magic spirit, making people feel like falling into hell a few feet away. Jinyang quickly untied the scabbard on his back, inserted the Taichangye fire sword into it, and let the second yuan god take it.

"I didn't see it." Jinyang took time to reply. The man did not answer, and the sword weapon flew around him and didn't leave for a long time. Jin Yang took a look and said, "I haven't seen any suspicious people. Go somewhere else." The man smiled and said, "Please take care of his magic sword and let him invade his mind." After saying that, he didn't wait for Jin Yang to reply and turned into a sword light and flew away.

Jinyang was questioned four or five times before returning to the guest room. Looking at the obviously strengthened precautions outside, Jinyang was at a loss. He lay in ** and was secretly sad. After a day of fatigue, he was humiliated, exhausted, and unconsciously fell asleep. The body of the demon god sat in the room, holding the universe mirror in his hand, and looked fixedly at the spirit of the sun inside.

At the beginning of the morning sun, Jinyang has been wandering around on the main peak, with the second yuan god. Since the sentence of the second yuan god, it has been reassuring Jinyang for a long time. Although he doesn't know anything, looking at him, he must have some kind of relationship with himself. There is no speculation, but there is no reliable one. Jinyang is not. Think about it again, just get familiar with the mountain and prepare early.

The main hall.

"What is that boy doing now?" He Yi asked Yuanyi, who was bowing her head and playing with her hair.

"I didn't do anything, just wandering around on the mountain. I guess I'm so idle that I'm going to get out tomorrow." Yuanyi looked up and replied.

"Pay attention to that boy and don't let him get into trouble." Yuanyi nodded.

However, he said that Jinyang had been living on the mountain, and he had figured out what those halls did, which had all the important positions such as power transmission, refining, refining, refining and so on.

I wanted to go in and have a look, but unfortunately the gatekeeper obviously recognized him, but he was not allowed to enter. Jinyang has been thinking about going to the Chuangong Hall to have a look. He thought that the second yuan god has the ability to ignore prohibition, and he can bring Jinyang's body. He is very happy and has crooked thoughts.

There is an endless stream of people in the hall, and many people are looking for their own needs. Some partial halls of Chuangong Hall do not record skills, so there are no restrictions. Everyone can enter.

"Can I go in?" Jinyang shook the jade card of the messenger in his hand and sat in front of the gate of the main hall. He looked at Jinyang and said, "You can only enter the side hall on the right. On the left is the inheritance of skills. Please take care of yourself." Jinyang nodded and went in alone. The body of the demon god and the second yuan god have long been withdrawn from the sea of knowledge space, and the fire sword of Taichangye has also been suppressed by the second yuan god and suspended in the sea of knowledge in Jinyang.

Go to the side hall on the right and walk in the side hall. A brown, gold-trimmed book comes into view.

Pull it out and have a look. Opening the first page, you can see the record of the deeds of Qingwei Zhenren. Qingwei Zhenren was born in the flourishing period of the sect and made great contributions in the campaign. He opened up a great sword faction in Huangyue County on the border of Zuzhou and guarding the border of Zuzhou.

"It's gone?"

Turning through a few pages, they were all recorded outstanding disciples, leaders and so on. Jin Yang threw the book directly and was about to find the entrance of the hall. A middle-aged Confucian came towards him, with sword eyebrows and stars, and a tall figure.

"Messenger, this book records the glorious history of our Lishan Sword School, and all people must be familiar with it. Don't underestimate it so much. Every page is full of outstanding people and blood. Middle-aged Confucianism is serious. Jin Yang watched him barely pull the corners of his mouth, which was worse than crying.

"The younger generation has no intention of blasphemy." Jin Yang quickly sorted out the book and put it back.

"I have nothing to do and want to read a book, but there is nothing suitable for me. Where are the other partial halls?" Jinyang pretended to have nothing to do and asked casually. The man nodded and said, "If you go in, you can go to the next hall." Jin Yang smiled and passed by. Go inside.

There have been more than ten feet along the way. He turned left and walked all the way against the wall, his eyes linger on the bookshelf, as if he were looking for a book. Others stood with books and looked down and didn't notice Jin Yang.

For a moment, I finally saw a step leading to the left hall.

There is no one on both sides. Jin Yang's heart is full of heart. If he wants to lead the things of Lishan Sword School, he must take risks. If he suddenly goes there and someone sees it, it's really a tragedy. The second god shook forward, and a large area of the forbidden light curtain in the passage was instantly released, and Jinyang flashed over.

"Who is it?" Before I stood still, I heard a fierce shout, but it was a pity that I was short of breath. Dressed in a colorful feather coat, his face is tight. A woman stood in front of Jinyang.

"I'm not a bad person." Jin Yang quickly smiled. Looking around quickly, there was no one, only this one, and he was much relieved.

"Hmm, I sneaked into the Gongfa Hall and let my aunt catch it, but there is no good fruit to eat." The woman shouted with her waist, domineering. Jin Yang's hands and eyes were fast, and he slapped her little mouth. Suddenly, the trouble broke out, and the kit turned around and put it in.

"Alas, the first spiritual crystal didn't go in, so one person came."

Jinyang shook his head repeatedly. There were relatively few people in the Gongfa Hall, but he could see a person in more than ten steps. Most of them were looking at the secrets of Gongfa and were quiet. Jinyang glanced away, and it was full of ordinary kendo secrets. No one was eye-catching of the first interpretation of swordsmanship and sword spirit test.

Thinking about my practice of heavenly skills, I have been exhausted. There are more than 30,000 magical power in Buddhism, but unfortunately I practice one. Jin Yang also dispelled the idea of stealing skills, just wandering between bookshelves and looking at these primary skills.

Picking out a record of a sword, Jin Yang took a closer look. This is a secret book of Taoism, but it is just a very shallow gadgets, which is about practicing a sword spirit.

Take a closer look at the whole bookshelf with thousands of Taoist secrets, but unfortunately its neat bookshelf shows that few people have seen it here. Jinyang browsed slowly, hoping to find what he likes.

From top to bottom, even the Tao Te Ching Sutra of Dharma sermons, but unfortunately it is only incomplete. Jinyang squatted on the ground, from left to right. A messy Taoist book made Jinyang's heart tighten. Because of the word Chunyang, he quickly pulled it out, patted the dust that did not exist, and opened the first page.

"The way is called disaster, born from the disaster and destroyed by disaster."

Jinyang was shocked and thought that the way to cross the looting was pure yang. Looking at it profusely and holding a incomplete pure Yang Taoist book in his hand, he was uneasy. A thousand-word Taoist book made Jin Yang in a trance. The final conclusion of this book turned out to be Chunyang's way to destroy himself.

Holding the Taoist book in his hand and standing for half an hour, Jin Yang gradually recovered. After all, the words of a family should not be believed too much. Jinyang put the Taoist book back and prepared to go to the more advanced Gongfa Hall to see if there were any more complete Taoist books.

"Is there anything inexperable about sweating?"

Suddenly, someone asked behind Jin Yang. Jin Yang was shocked, quickly stabilized his mind, and turned to look at the visitor. His face was stunned, and it turned out to be the old Taoist priest.

"The younger generation is polite, Taoist priest, how did you get in?" Jin Yang asked politely.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's the same, it's the same, it's all that way. Why is it when you look at it sweating profusely with a pure Yang Taoist book?" Jinyang must have been very insightful when he thought that the old Taoist priest was a Taoist master. He couldn't help asking, "The way of pure yang taken by the younger generation. This Taoist book says that pure yang is also destruction, and I can't help but be nervous."

The old Taoist priest heard a smile, waved the dust and asked, "What's the extreme?"

Jin Yang shook his head and looked forward to it. The old Taoist priest looked at Jinyang and said, "If you can't become a great Luo Jinxian, the way of pure sun will never go to the extreme." Jin Yang nodded and shook his head again.

"Does the boy understand?"

"No" Jinyang still shook his head.

"That is to say, if you don't become Daluo, you don't have to think about life or death. When you get to that realm, there will naturally be variables." The old Taoist priest glanced at Jinyang and shook his white beard. "At most, you are the immortals who climbed the four realms, and there are three mountains on it. No, it should be four seats. Why do you think so much? Jinyang nodded repeatedly, and the old Taoist priest also smiled.

"Let's go to the second hall to see what is worth learning." The old Taoist priest waved the dust and took the lead in looking for the passage.

"Why did you also come here, Taoist priest?" Jin Yang asked puzzledly, "Seeing you come in, I can't help but come in." The old Taoist priest stroked the white beard gently. Jin Yang listened to the shame.

"How to get in?" The two stood in front of the door of the second hall, and Jin Yang looked at the old Taoist priest.

"You open the way." The old Taoist priest pulled the corners of his mouth, and Jin Yang said helplessly, "What if someone on the opposite side sees it?"

"Throw it into the small world." The old Taoist priest said naturally.

Jin Yang stared at the old Taoist priest for a while and looked at him. The second yuan god stroked, and the two flashed in. At a fixed glance, the bookshelf is much less, only half of the first hall, and it is 20 to 30 feet deep.

"Know, naturally, there are thousands of immortals in Lishan Sword School, and it is impossible for everyone to know each other." The old Taoist priest was the first to look for the eye-catching Taoist secrets in the bookshelf, and Jin Yang also listened to it. The two wandered around the second hall, looking for their favorite Taoist books.

"This brother doesn't know where the sword is sacrificed?"

A teenager who was shoulder-high as Qi Jinyang asked. Jinyang was immersed in the Taoist book, and suddenly someone was shocked by the question.

"Oh, brother, it seems to be in the third row on the left. If you don't have it, ask someone else." Jin Yang replied quickly, and the teenager walked to the bookshelf on the left.

"The boy lies and doesn't make drafts. This is useful for you. Put it away. Let's go to the third hall to have a look." The old Taoist priest looked at himself with a smile and handed a secret book in his hand.

"Three days of the Qing Dynasty, the Law Sutra?" Jin Yang looked at the old Taoist priest doubtfully.

"Kid, the three-day righteousness of Shangqing and the law is about disaster. You must understand it well. I didn't expect that this Lishan Sword School has the secret of Shangqing Road. The disaster not only has to cross, but also has to hide and replace it. Otherwise, no matter how big the luck is, it will be a dead end."

"Taoist priest, won't you help take back the secret of Shangqing Dao?" Jin Yang asked puzzledly.

The old Taoist priest was stunned and said for a long time, "Why take it back? It is a secret in the eyes of the world, a classic in the eyes of Taoists, and helps the world overcome the disaster, which is also where my Xuanmen Taoism doctrine is."

"I don't understand" Jin Yang came back directly.

"I will understand in the future. Although Taoist people are not like Buddhism, they are also compassionate and can save them." The old Taoist priest looked at Jinyang and walked to the third hall.

After a while, the two entered the third hall.

"The Taoist priest doesn't seem to have this person." Jinyang stood at the door and glanced at it.

"Who said no, is he dead?" The old Taoist priest pointed to the front. Jin Yang bent down and looked. There was indeed an old man sitting behind the bookshelf, with white hair and a warm face like jade. He was closing his eyes to refresh himself.

"Taoist priest, we seem to be." Jin Yang said timidly.

"Qingyun came to see you." The old Taoist priest looked happy and strode towards the old man.

"Qingyun, are you here to see me Qingwei or to be a thief?" The old Taoist priest was not embarrassed and said with a smile, "Come to observe. I didn't expect you to be still in the Lishan Sword School. It's so uncomfortable for me to travel around."

As soon as Jin Yang heard the word Qingwei, he knew that this man was the founder of the Lishan Sword School. Now he was really ashamed of his behavior, and Jin Yang also came to Qingwei in front of the real person.

"Jijuni Jinyang, see Qingwei real person" Jin Yang bowed. Looking at Jinyang, Qingwei didn't mean that Jinyang suddenly froze there, looked at the old Taoist priest, and was secretly anxious.

"Qingwei, why do you have a general experience with the younger generation?" Qingyun said with a smile.

"The quiet first release." Qingwei's real lips moved slightly. Yes, yes," Jinyang hurriedly poured out the girl from the little world. Qingwei pointed gently, and the girl lying on the ground slowly woke up and saw in a daze that it was the murderer who stunned her and kidnapped her.

"Master, this guy is a bad guy, hurt Jingchu." The girl threw herself on Qingwei Zhen's body, and her eyes were dripping. Just when Jin Yang was uneasy, Qingyun Zhenren broke Jin Yang's embarrassment with one sentence.

"Qingwei, you have broken through." Qingwei Zhenren finally laughed and nodded.

"Taiqing Kendo finally made me understand its essence." Suddenly, Qingyun was hit by lightning and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that it was still half of you after all." The old god was there just now, and now he has lost his soul.

"Taoist priest, Taoist priest." Jin Yang stretched out his hand, and Qingyun Zhenren seemed to be outside the world. Infinity, a fog shrouded him. Jinyang looked at his hand and then at Qingyun Zhenren, which was incredible.

"Brother, you are really right. As a registered disciple, you are more understanding than my true biography." Qingyun real person seemed to be nothing in an instant.

"I should go."

Qingyun Zhenren turned around and was about to leave. Jin Yang grabbed Qingyun Zhenren and whispered, "What should I do?" Qingyun Zhenren looked at Jinyang and disappeared in place, leaving Jinyang alone.

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