Chapter Forty-Seven: Haoling Peak is an abyss

As the night deepened, the cleaning of the pavilion building had been basically completed, and Lin Fei was also quite serious about cleaning the place where they would live in the future.

For this kind of cleaning work, even the cultivators were quite tired, and the clothes of the bewitching woman among them were even more soaked with sweat, and the graceful figure was visible at a glance.

Although the broken building room could still smell a little musty, it had dissipated a lot, and even if it was open, it would take several days to completely dissipate in the wind and sun, but it was barely acceptable.

After cleaning at this moment, everyone also came to the main hall, still sitting on the twelve chairs, and the chair that Guo Zhixin moved out at noon was placed in the middle.

The moonlight is still so hazy tonight, but it is much lighter than last night.

Which one did Chu Tian sit on top.

He is the peak master, and today is also the first time he is here as the peak master.

"Is there anyone else here today?"

Chu Tian asked Guo Zhixin.

Although they didn't know what was so special about the mountain they were on, they knew that someone like the woman in the first place couldn't come once.

"A few did come. ”

Guo Zhixin nodded, still with such a kind smile on his face.

"And how do you deal with it?"

Wang Yan looked at Guo Zhixin with some curiosity, he really felt that people like that woman were really not particularly easy to deal with.

Guo Zhixin smiled and pointed to the pot of tea on the table with his finger.

Everyone also looked at the pot of tea on the table, and the rough Li Erhu couldn't help but pick up the pot of tea and pour himself a cup, pour it into his mouth, and drink it all.

At the moment when the tea just entered his throat, Li Erhu's eyes widened violently and looked at Guo Zhixin with an incredible expression.

"What the hell is this tea, I've never had such a good tea in my life. ”

Everyone was also surprised to see the little tea left, and drank it separately.

"This is really delicious, it's just fairy tea!"

"This tea is actually good for cultivation!"

"It's incredible. ”

Everyone tasted the tea, and they all looked at Guo Zhixin with amazement.

At this moment, Chu Tian was frowning, looking at Guo Zhixin with a strange face.

"Why did you make tea with the elixir that you were rewarded for your ranking?"

"Nothing. ”

Guo Zhixin waved his hand, still with such a kind smile on his face, but it was a little unpredictable.

"Don't worry, I'm not polite at all. ”

"There is tea for the polite, and there is no tea for the impolite. ”

Guo Zhixin looked at the pot of tea in the moonlight.

His eyes suddenly became deep.

"This is the face of our Haoling Peak. ”

At this moment, Chu Tian seemed to know Guo Zhixin for the first time, he didn't expect the young man to be such a proud person.

But he liked it.

The night gradually deepened, and everyone was ready to go to the room they had chosen to rest, but Lin Fei wanted to go to the pavilion building at the moment.

"I'll go and have a look in the back. ”

Everyone didn't ask Lin Fei where he was going and what he was doing, nor did they look at Lin Fei again, they just left.

In the daytime, when everyone was cleaning, through the narrow window, although the light was a little dim, they could vaguely see clearly where there was a library hall, and the bookshelves inside were densely displayed with countless books.

Then this place should be the library of Haoling Peak.

He was a little surprised, he didn't expect to see so many books on such a barren Haoling Peak.

What's more important is that except for the books, except for some dust on the surface, they are actually intact, which really makes Lin Fei a little amazed.

This mountain peak has been unattended for hundreds of years, and the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect don't seem to want to see this Haoling Peak.

Lin Fei was a little puzzled, he could clearly feel the woman's deepest hostility towards this mountain, and he could also feel the strangeness of Deacon Zhang who sent them over.

He's not a very sensitive person, it's just that their emotions are too obvious to hide.

What kind of mountain is Haoling Peak?

He believed that books would give him the answer.

He pushed the door in, and was greeted by rows of bookshelves, which stretched endlessly, Lin Fei looked at the dense books on the shelves, and was a little happy.

He thought he might know something from the book.

Lin Fei simply walked around the library and spent about half an hour figuring out the list of books inside.

The whole library building has a very miscellaneous collection of books, which contains biographies, strange news from all over the world, and the history of the mainland... But to get to the bottom of the facts, all it takes is a few books.

Soon, Lin Fei had already selected the books he needed.

"One Hundred Years of Ten Thousand Swords Sect", "Chronicle of the Wasteland", "Records of the Sect Master's Life", "The Origin of Yuanwu"...

The road is slowly cultivated, and Lin Fei really rarely has the opportunity to study here, but reading thousands of books can know the world's affairs and understand thousands of truths.

These are all quite beneficial for cultivation, but many people don't want to see them.

He carefully opened the "Chronicle of the Wasteland", which recorded most of the big things that happened in the wasteland.

In the year 279 of the Yuanwu calendar, the Holy King of the Wasteland was undefeated in a hundred battles since the Wasteland, and finally became the Holy King.

In the year 298 of the Yuanwu calendar, the son of the Holy King came to visit the wasteland, but for some reason, he finally returned unhappily.

In the year 312 of the Yuanwu calendar, there were demons in the wasteland, and the holy king came in person, and there were disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who had meritorious work in eliminating demons, but they were not rewarded because of the holy king, and they fell the following year.

In 313 years of Yuan Wuli, the son of the Holy King visited the wasteland again, and he was happy, and gave the spirit pill and martial arts and Yuanyue Sect, and Yuanyue Sect became a first-class sect.

In the year 315 of the Yuanwu calendar, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was a third-rate sect.

...

Soon Lin Fei opened the book, he has a unique way of remembering reading books, and he can also remember the contents at this moment.

Xuan even looked at the next book, "Hundred Years of Ten Thousand Swords Sect".

The highest cultivation in the hundred years history of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was Ling Tian Martial Emperor, whose cultivation reached the peak of the Martial Emperor, and unfortunately fell while resisting the Demon Clan...

A hundred years ago, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect won the championship in the Hundred Sects Competition...

...

Because the books here have not been taken care of for a long time, and they have not been updated, these records have been broken a hundred years ago, and what happened in the past hundred years is simply not to be found.

However, perhaps it is these books from more than 100 years ago that can really find the truth from more than 100 years ago.

Lin Fei read the book quickly, but after a while, he had already finished reading the books in his hand, and it was almost late at night, and there was only candlelight around.

Looking at the faint candlelight, as if it was the truth of a hundred years ago shouting in the middle of the night of history, the light was very faint, but Lin Fei could clearly feel his existence.

Thinking back to the content I had just watched, an extremely strange feeling had been haunting Lin Fei's heart, and those seemingly unrelated things were actually more deeply related.

He always felt that he had left something behind, and what he had left behind was something that could connect all the truths.

"Hundred Sects Competition, Winning the Championship, Ling Rou?"

Lin Fei smiled gloomily at this moment, looking at the bright moon hanging in the night sky, he knew.

It turns out that Haoyue Peak is an abyss.