"Monk, do you know him?" Ma Guanshan suddenly turned to the old monk who had been following them from a distance.
"Infinite Longevity Lord." The old monk put his palms together and said, "I have never heard of this person."
"If you don't know him, then why are you following us?" Ma Guanshan said with an unfriendly expression.
"Infinite Longevity Lord." The old monk smiled and said, "There are thousands of paths in the world. Good people can say anything, this old monk is following you. This old monk just happens to be walking this path."
"Don't mind him!" Fu Shi said coldly.
"Masteress, look at this old monk's shifty-eyed face. He's definitely not a good person!" Ma Guanshan said with a fierce attitude, "Old monk, don't walk the same path as us anymore, or I'll beat you up. Don't blame me for beating up a Buddhist disciple!"
"Infinite Longevity Lord." The old monk smiled and said, "If I get beaten up, it'll reduce the hostility of a good person. What's the harm?"
Ma Guanshan suddenly became angry, "Why does this old monk look like little Pushu!"
"There's someone as annoying as this old guy?" Fu Shi asked curiously.
Ma Guanshan was stunned and said, "Layman is not annoying, I even think he's a little cute."
"Superficial," Lu Yunyin said lightly.
Ma Guanshan grinned and said, "Master, you've hit the nail on the head. This old monk is too ugly. "
"All things are void." The old monk's smile did not change.
"Brother Lu, where is brother?" Fu Shi asked.
"Near," Lu Yunyin said.
…
"Fu Jian, I'm hungry." He sat on a big rock.
The big rock was a big rock in a small square. There was a stone tablet beside it with the words: Stone of Enlightenment.
There were many similar places in Lihen Heaven, so it was not surprising.
What was strange was that there were many people tied around the big rock. They were the people from the inn. Wang Hui, a member of Ji Hyun-woon's Hunting Group, was among them.
Fu Jian was sitting cross-legged in a small square with an incense burner beside him. Inside the incense burner, a beautiful blood-red thread of incense was burning. Wisps of smoke were completely devoured and entered Fu Jian's body along a specific path.
It was as if leaking even the slightest bit of it would be a huge waste.
Fu Jian still had an evil and strange smile on his face. His body exuded a kind of cold and deathly aura, which slowly condensed in the air. Wherever he passed by, a mysterious rune wall would appear.
His hands tapped on the rune wall. Although his movements were slow, one could see that the cold and deathly aura was slowly seeping into the rune wall.
Seeing that Fu Jian was ignoring him, Roundy felt even more wronged and raised his voice. "Fu Jian, I'm hungry."
"Then you eat one first and then go catch more. It's still far from enough." Fu Jian smiled evilly.
"Alright." Roundy immediately became excited. It couldn't wait to roll down the rock and casually grabbed a cultivator.
Coincidentally, the person he caught was Wang Hui.
Wang Hui was in a daze, but when he felt himself being dragged, he screamed in fear, "Don't eat me!"
"How do you know he wants to eat you?" Fu Jian smiled evilly.
"Shen Tun of Tao Tie!" Wang Hui's entire body trembled like a sieve, his wrinkled face contorted into the shape of an earthworm.
Fu Jian smiled evilly. "Choose a young one. Don't have diarrhea."
"Oh." Roundy obediently gave up on Wang Hui. He casually grabbed another cultivator, dragged him to the side, and opened his mouth to bite.
He seemed to be so hungry that he didn't even bother to take off his clothes. Like a beast eating its prey, he swallowed the cultivator into his stomach, not even leaving the bones behind.
After he finished eating, he licked his lips, his eyes shining as he stared at the remaining cultivators.
"Swallow!" Fu Jian smiled evilly. "Carry out our agreement."
"Oh." Roundy was extremely disappointed. He sucked his fingers and reluctantly left.
…
"It's all your fault!" Yuchi Zhenjin blew his beard and glared at him. "I was one step too slow and lost Little Yue 'er. How am I going to explain this to Milord when I see her?"
Wei Ran said calmly, "I thought it was worth worrying about the person who met her. She has already become a demon, yet you're still protecting her. Are you really going to wait until it's too late before you repent? "
Yuchi Zhenjin's expression turned cold. "Twenty years ago, I was exactly the same as you now. But you've seen clearly what happened to me in the end."
"I'd rather take what's straight than seek what's crooked," Wei Ran said indifferently.
"The path isn't necessarily smooth," Yuchi Zhenjin said.
"How would you know if you don't walk through it?" Wei Ran said.
"I'm the one who's experienced it, kid!" Yuchi Zhenjin glared at him.
Wei Ran suddenly stopped and stared at Yuchi Zhenjin. "The Battle of Fallen Gods twenty years ago exhausted the last bit of the Holy Dynasty's fate. Didn't you see it clearly before you left?"
Yuchi Zhenjin also stopped. His face revealed a strange expression that he had never seen before. There was an indescribable and terrifying feeling brewing.
But suddenly, he felt relieved. He laughed at himself and said, "I'm old."
Then, he slowly walked forward with his hands clasped behind his back.
Looking at his back from behind, Wei Ran realized that his back was so hunched that it made him look like a lonely old man.
Wei Ran suddenly felt a twinge of sadness in his heart. He blindly followed behind Wei Ran.
"I don't care about anything else," Yuchi Zhenjin suddenly said. Yuchi Zhenjin suddenly said, "A hotbed of evil can nurture not only evil but also supreme truth. Only after experiencing true evil can a person climb out of the abyss of evil and become a true good person. Because at that time, she already knows what kind of evil can bring about what kind of harm. "
"She has infinite possibilities," he said.
Wei Ran said, "I only see a twisted soul."
At this time, they passed by an antique bamboo forest. Xiao Zhu's door was wide open, and they could see a chessboard in the yard.
Yuchi Zhenjin saw the chessboard and sneered. "How about we play a game? Let me see how much you have improved in the past 20 years."
"Come on," Wei Ran said.
…
Yan Li carefully went around a mountain.
He came down from the top of the mountain and avoided a few people who wanted to rob him.
He believed that even without the treasures of Lihen Heaven, they would still do the same. Because almost all the cultivators who came to Dragon Gate Inn were not very poor, and they did not do any serious business.
Li Ashou was just one of the inconspicuous ones among them.
Of course, now that Li Ashou even lost his Qiankun Bag, he must be the most worthless one, so his life was not in danger for now.
He went around the top of the mountain, and there were two cultivators fighting. The winner would naturally take all the trophies.
But he did not stay and wait for the third party to profit, because he did not know how many people were watching in the dark.
After going down the mountain, he wandered around for a while, but did not find any trace of Ji Zhiyuan or the others, but he found a place that made his heart beat faster: the Sutra Depository.
There was no Confucian orthodoxy Sutra Depository that was not full of temptations.
Just the Heavenly Fault Pavilion of Lihen Palace alone had made his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds. Wouldn't the Sutra Depository of Lihen Heaven be even more tempting?
He could not help but step into it, and was shocked.
The Sutra Depository was not even half the size of the Heavenly Fault Pavilion.
But this was not the main point. The main point was that all the bookshelves were empty, and only a few bamboo slips were scattered on the ground. It looked like after the bandits came in to sweep the place, some small thieves came in and took away the remaining valuable things. Of course, it was impossible for what was left behind to be some secret manuals.
It seemed that Lihen Heaven had been searched a long time ago, and it was unlikely that there would be any valuable treasures left. No wonder almost no one knew about its appearance.
The people in the inn were really fast, and they had even swept this place.
He walked over helplessly and collected the bamboo scrolls that were scattered on the ground. He looked through the book list one by one, and sure enough, they were all records of strange things.
Among them was a bamboo scroll that looked very old, and it was called "Tianyuan Chronicles".
The opening said, "Jambu was first formed, and the Star Spirit was supreme …"
However, the last part of these eight words was indistinct.
Another paragraph: "The Eight Generals of the Heavenly Dragon under his command, for Shixuan …"
After a long time, there was another paragraph: "The Star Spirit was destroyed, and the Jambu was desperate …"
Another paragraph: "The King of Star Spirit sacrificed to heaven …"
Another few words: "The hundred races rebelled …"
And another paragraph: "The first ancestor of cultivation, Xuan Xuanzi, with his unparalleled power, sacrificed … sealed the Star Spirit …"
After a long time, there was another paragraph: "The Divine Fire of Heaven … suppressed forever …"
Bamboo scrolls in ancient times were limited by their craftsmanship, and they were not large in length, and the things that could be recorded were also very limited. But the current system, although the length was long, the time that could be preserved was greatly reduced.
Take this "Tianyuan Chronicles" for example, it was an antique from at least thousands of years ago, and it was already very incredible that the handwriting could still be clearly seen. And according to the words and handwriting of the author, it was a little older than all the classics that he had read so far, and it also knew a little more, so the time might be even earlier.
The information in this "Tianyuan Chronicles", the only thing he could understand was probably the Eight Generals of the Heavenly Dragon, which should be referring to the eight wills in his body.
Other than that, he was confused.
He put it away and carefully browsed through the rest of the bamboo scrolls, but there was no similar discovery.
But one of them, "Xunzi, Travels of the Fifteen Kingdoms", aroused his interest.
This was written by a person named Xunzi, who traveled around the fifteen kingdoms, and in it, he mentioned the Dali Dynasty many times, praising its political ideas. And from many aspects, it was confirmed that the Dali Dynasty was indeed the most promising to unify the world.
This person named Xunzi, however, did not end up well. Because he talked about the Dali Dynasty's governance strategy to other countries, he was regarded as a spy and his body was torn apart by five horses.
The reason why Yan Li knew about it was because the latter part of the travel was written by his disciple.
After carefully looking through the Sutra Depository, he did not find anything like a secret passage, so he had to continue his journey with disappointment.
After passing through the Sutra Depository, he passed through many buildings and came to the outside of a huge square. An imposing building stood proudly, with a plaque on it: "Shangyuan Palace".
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