Chapter 290: The Shocking Secret in the Codex

Xiang Hao's room is next to the immeasurable Taoist, because Xiang Hao asked the immeasurable Taoist to pay the room fee by himself, so the immeasurable Taoist has been muttering about Xiang Hao's stinginess. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xiang Hao glared at the immeasurable Taoist priest, and then opened the door...... Then, with a thud, the door slammed shut.

Entering the room, Xiang Hao was immediately shocked, the aura in the room was really rich and amazing, I don't know how to condense it, it was several times richer than the outside.

There is a bookshelf in front of the window, and the shelves are neatly sorted and placed with exercises one by one.

What Xiang Hao was really interested in was actually these exercises, and immediately, Xiang Hao walked over and looked through the bookshelves for a while.

I have to say that this inn is very good at doing business, and it is also very profound, these exercises and swordsmanship are really not low-level, and it is estimated that a lot of manpower, material and financial resources have been spent to collect.

"Flying Snow Technique?" Xiang Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he pulled out the Flying Snow Technique, and when he looked at the introduction, Xiang Hao was immediately a little stunned.

The synopsis is like this: 'The Flying Snow Technique is the Secret Cave of the Cold Moon Cave, and if the cultivator is not a disciple of the Cold Moon, please be sure to keep it secret. ’

Xiang Hao was stunned for a while, it seems that the source of these exercises must not be clean, Xiang Hao guessed that there were cheap guys in the Cold Moon Cave who were making profits.

With another sweep of his eyes, Xiang Hao was attracted by a swordsmanship, no, to be precise, it was a codex.

"Miscellaneous swordsmanship in the world?" Xiang Hao picked up the somewhat yellowed codex.

……

At this moment, in the Senluo Palace, a huge gloomy hall, more than thirty of the thousands of dark lights lit up were extinguished.

"The soul lamp is extinguished, and they are all dead?" In the hall, a red-robed man clenched his fists violently, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Holy Son, did you say that all the people and horses we sent out were killed by Xiang Hao?" Behind the red-robed man, a young man with a red mark on his eyebrows bowed and asked, not daring to look up at the red-robed man at all, with awe.

When the red-robed man heard this, the aura emanating from his body became even colder, and he said murderously: "Xiang Hao must have destroyed my law and killed all my people, if it wasn't for the plan to start, I really wanted to go over and kill him personally." ā€

"Holy Son, isn't that plan decided to let Xiang Hao take the lead?" The face of the young man with a red mark on his eyebrows changed.

The red-robed man turned around suddenly, his momentum rose sharply, and he shocked the young man in an instant, and roared in a deep voice: "You shouldn't know, don't ask more, go, continue to monitor Xiang Hao, don't act rashly." ā€

"Yes. As if he had been granted amnesty, the young man ran out of the gloomy hall.

……

Cold Moon City, in the inn, Xiang Hao is concentrating on the study of the codex, the more he looks, the more frightened he becomes, this codex records the cracking of many first-class swordsmanship in the world, and the layout and cracking of some powerful sword formations, what makes Xiang Hao's heart even more exciting is that there is a shallow discussion of the will of the kendo in the codex.

But Xiang Hao read half of it, but he always faintly felt that something was wrong with this codex, and as for what was wrong, Xiang Hao couldn't say.

Bang bang bang, at this moment, a hurried knock on the door sounded, and the shopkeeper's eager voice came: "Little brother, excuse me, I forgot to pack something." ā€

Xiang Hao put down the codex, got up and opened the door.

"Shopkeeper, what have you forgotten?" Xiang Hao stared at the sweaty shopkeeper suspiciously.

The shopkeeper went straight to the bookshelf in front of the window, and after a hurried rummag, he didn't seem to find it, and then, he turned his eyes and saw the codex that Xiang Hao had placed on the bed at random when he got up and opened the door.

"It's okay, it's still there. Excitedly, he picked up the codex and let out a sigh.

Seeing the shopkeeper like this, Xiang Hao was unhappy, frowned and said: "Shopkeeper, if you don't do this, it's not authentic, the guest spent eight thousand divine coins for one night, obviously just to see these, what do you mean by putting it away now?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, this codex is too valuable, it's not that I won't show it to you, I'm just afraid that it will be damaged, so let's halve the room fee, which is considered compensation, guest officer, how about it?" said the shopkeeper apologetically.

"No, I can't. Xiang Hao shook his head resolutely and said, "I want to read this codex." ā€

"Guest, you're persistent. The shopkeeper's face sank, and he said, "Maybe you can learn a lot after reading it, but it's not entirely good for you." ā€

"No matter what you say, I still have to look, hehe, shopkeeper, you still have to be honest in business. Xiang Hao said lightly, to be honest, he really wanted to read the codex.

The shopkeeper pinched the codex and fell into a dilemma, and finally he stared at Xiang Hao with a complicated expression and asked, "How much have you read?"

"Half. Xiang Hao replied.

"When you're done, burn it! You have to swear that no matter what you finally understand, you can't do it without saying a word to the outside world?" The shopkeeper's eyes became solemn and serious, and he didn't have the slightest merchant atmosphere, like the shopkeeper of an inn.

Xiang Hao pondered for a moment before slowly nodding in agreement.

After staring at the codex for a while, the shopkeeper sighed and threw the codex to Xiang Hao, and then, he walked out of the room and closed the door with a little loneliness.

"Is there any big secret still hidden?" Xiang Hao thought for a moment and opened the codex again.

Each font in the codex is vigorous and powerful, recording many incisive understandings of kendo, Xiang Hao is intoxicated with it, unable to extricate himself, many things that he did not understand before, at this time as if the clouds have been lifted.

But when Xiang Hao saw the end, he felt more and more strange about the codex, and his gaze couldn't help but look at the last word in the lower right corner of each page.

When Xiang Hao turned to the last page of the codex, Xiang Hao's eyes suddenly froze, and then he quickly reverted back to the first page, his eyes looked directly at the last word in the lower right corner of the first page, and then he turned to the second page, the third page......

"Slaughter, God, road, up, underworld, city, present. Too, desolation, multitude, life, end, return, yellow, earth. Xiang Hao couldn't help but read it out while turning the page quickly, and when he turned to the last page again, his expression had changed drastically.

"The underworld is now on the road to slaughter the gods, and all the living beings in the wilderness have returned to the loess. Xiang Hao's heart was shocked, he felt his scalp tingle, and he thought of the blood city he saw when he was blown away by the bloody people on the road of slaughtering the gods.

This is the secret hidden in the codex, Xiang Hao knows it, but Xiang Hao wants to forget that there is a great horror in it, and Xiang Hao doesn't dare to think about it.

All living beings in the wilderness have returned to the loess, what an earth-shattering statement, Xiang Hao can't believe it, and he doesn't want to believe it.

Immediately, Xiang Hao put the codex into the Qiankun bag, walked out of the room, rushed downstairs, and found the shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper saw Xiang Hao running down with a solemn face, he immediately knew that Xiang Hao might have seen the shocking secret hidden in the handbook.

"Tell me, Codex, who left it?" Xiang Hao stared at the shopkeeper tightly, this seemingly ordinary shopkeeper.