Chapter 177: Sacking the Scripture Pavilion

The one-armed old man shouted violently at the moment of movement, "He Fangxiao is small, dare to offend my Feng's Hidden Scripture Pavilion!" ”

Its speed can be called galloping, and before the words fell, the person rushed into the Tibetan scriptures with a reverse sword

When he saw that the books in the sky were shrouded in a circle of silver scripture light curtain and slowly disappeared, he suddenly stopped, and he was stunned on the spot like Wen Yiming, and half of the murderous aura overflowing in his body instantly dissipated. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wen Yiming was helpless, and secretly glanced at the one-armed old man with an ugly face, and squirmed his lips but had nothing to say.

In such a stunned effort, all the books disappeared before the light curtain was retracted. And that day's book questionnaire, the dead and dead directly 'whoosh' floated in front of Wen Yiming's chest, and the 'snap' fell into Wen Yiming's hands who subconsciously stretched out his hands.

Wen Yiming was dumbfounded, didn't the questionnaire in this book of heaven clearly tell the one-armed old man, please find my master if you have something?

'Gollum! ’

Seeing the one-armed old man staring at him, Wen Yiming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, still speechless.

You don't need to look at it, the entire third floor of books has been blatantly swept away by this damn foodie.

'Boom! The one-armed old man put his sword back into the sheath, put it in the storage space, glanced at the questionnaire in Wen Yiming's hand, and then raised his eyes and said solemnly, "Say it!" ”

"Uh" Wen Yiming pointed to the Tianshu questionnaire and said aggrievedly, "I really don't care about me, I don't know how it ran out inexplicably." This senior, you see hey, hey, hey"

After the one-armed old man approached, he carefully looked at the questionnaire of the Book of Heaven, looked up and said, "I see that you seem to have stayed on the first floor, why didn't it run out on its own." ”

"Hehehe!" Wen Yiming shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the Tianshu questionnaire again, as if he was shirking his responsibility, and said with a sneer, "It is estimated that the grade of the book on the first floor is too low, hey, I'm confused, senior!" ”

"Humph! Seriously, believe it or not, the old man will take you to the Law Enforcement Hall now. "The one-armed old man's beard blows high.

Wen Yiming waved his hand again and again, and said, "Serious, the kid must be serious, I am really wronged by my predecessors." ”

"Wronged? Why didn't it fly into my hands? The one-armed old man glanced at the empty bookshelves around him with regret, and went out with his sleeves, "Come down with me!" ”

Wen Yiming followed behind, and the tension in his heart was much less, he could see that although the old man was extremely angry, and even suppressed a breath of anger in his heart, he didn't want to vent his anger.

This is a truly charitable elder, an elder who cares for the younger generations! Wen Yiming said secretly, however, I was yin, it really wasn't intentional, alas!

A quarter of an hour later, looking at the Tianshu questionnaire placed in the free books on the first floor, as quiet as a falling baby, Wen Yiming finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said, "Senior, look"

"Humph!" The one-armed old man said, "What is this?" ”

Wen Yiming picked up the questionnaire of the Book of Heaven and said, "It is said to be the questionnaire of the Book of Heaven of the Tianwen Palace, I don't know!" ”

"Huh?" The one-armed old man exclaimed, "Heavenly Book Questionnaire? How can it be in your hands? ”

After Wen Yiming told him about his origin, the one-armed old man looked at the Tianshu questionnaire in Wen Yiming's hand fixedly, and sighed, "I can't imagine that I Fengyi will still be able to see the Tianshu questionnaire in my lifetime." ”

Wen Yiming said in his heart, it turns out that this old man's name is Feng Shun, and he is full of bluffing.

"The predecessors know about the Heavenly Book Questionnaire, why does it want to devour books?" Wen Yiming asked.

Kaede shook her head, "I only know the name, and I don't know anything else." However, it is said that the Book of Heaven and the questionnaire are two books, and what the specific use is, it is estimated that the Tianwen Palace will not know. ”

Wen Yiming saw that Feng's anger had disappeared for the most part. Flipping the questionnaire to the back, I saw that the liquid progress on its progress bar had changed its original position, and it was almost full.

"What is this?" Feng Shun also noticed the progress bar and asked.

At this time, the two of them had walked to the stone platform of the main hall. Wen Yiming placed the book on the stone platform and said, "I estimate that the crystal stripes on this are the amount of the Heavenly Book Questionnaire, according to the current situation, it only needs to devour a few more books, and the progress bar will be full." As for what has changed, I don't know. ”

Feng Shun's eyes glared, and he said in a warning tone, "In the future, you are forbidden to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, otherwise you will be taken to the Law Enforcement Hall." Get lost! ”

Wen Yiming hurriedly put away the questionnaire of the Book of Heaven and fled.

Back in the stone house, Wen Yiming couldn't wait to take out the Heavenly Book questionnaire and observe.

I saw that there were very few damages and wormholes on the cover, the raw edges around it had been smoothed, and the color had also revealed a dark gold from the old, and the rune pattern had extended a large area, like a natural stone carving pattern.

Flipping to the back cover, after observation, the number has changed to 'two'.

"Really?" Wen Yiming was a little happy, and then he became distressed again, such a large layer of books had not progressed to the third floor. Although the scale is already very close to full, who knows how many books need to be devoured with such a little scale.

Wen Yiming frowned deeply, and said in his heart, when Lao Tzu's strength is high enough, he will take the Tianshu questionnaire to Qingyun Castle, the famous sword Tianmen to sweep it, hehe!

Turning the pages of the book, Wen Yiming found that there was still a blank inside, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed. As soon as I closed the book, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly felt in my heart, "The number of pages in this book is decreasing!" ”

Although Wen Yiming had never counted how many pages there were, especially the first time, he just hurriedly flipped through it. The second time was because I found that the book had been swallowed by it, and I carefully turned the pages one by one. I flipped through it with hope just now, but there was obviously a big gap in the time between the two flips.

I looked at the thickness of the questionnaire in the book of heaven, and there was no change. Wen Yiming reopened it and counted it, totaling three hundred and ninety pages.

Wen Yiming secretly wrote down the number of pages and put it into the space ring, took out the only remaining green cover book on the third floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion from the storage belt, and flipped through it.

Half an hour later, Wen Yiming learned that this was a Xuan-level middle-grade exercise with wood attributes, called "Little Life Soul Formula". This exercise does not conflict with other exercises, and can be cultivated alone, and its effect is to nourish the meridians and viscera, which is not helpful for improving combat effectiveness, so cultivators basically do not have it.

However, Wen Yiming read through his exercises, and felt that it was quite suitable for him to practice both.

The recipe for small creatures is divided into three stages: before, during, and after, and the early stage can effectively enhance the physique and gradually restore vitality, which is very useful to Wen Yiming today. Although it is slow, it is better than standing still all the time, and cultivation is the persistence and accumulation of dripping water through stones. Especially after entering the middle stage, the Little Life Soul Technique can integrate the True Qi into a trace of wood attributes, and if the True Qi is channeled, it can speed up the healing of the injury to a certain extent.

Wen Yiming was very glad that this little creature was not devoured, this is a good technique to enhance endurance.

In the next half month, Wen Yiming's work and rest are very regular, his current image is not suitable for moving around, he has been cultivating the little life spirit trick in the room, and even the meals are delivered by Tong Qiang.

Regarding the killing of Wen Yuanzheng with his own hands, he knew very well that the Mingyang Mansion would not give up, so he asked Shu Yilan and Tong Qiang to work for him, and took his mother Jiang Xian to the Shuangcheng faction and temporarily settled in Tang Xiaoxuan's bamboo pavilion.

Shu Yilan and the others also understood Wen Yiming's current inconvenience, so they lied that Wen Yiming would rush back in a month at most, and Jiang Xian lived in the Bamboo Pavilion with peace of mind.

And Wen Yiming also resisted the urge to go to his mother to say hello, and has been practicing in the stone house, he is ready to wait for his appearance to recover before going to see his mother, otherwise his mother doesn't know how sad she should be.

In addition to recuperation and cultivation every day, Wen Yiming spends two hours writing some plans for special forces.

A month has passed, he only went to Linyuan Pavilion once, and asked about whether Wen Yuanzheng's killing would cause the actions of the Mingyang Palace, Shu Jianfeng confidently said that he had his own arrangements. Wen Yiming didn't worry anymore, but Shu Jianfeng said that the elders of Moxiang Shuxuan had come to worship the mountain for him.

This made Wen Yiming feel a little inexplicable, he and Moxiang Shuxuan had no intersection. However, he didn't think much of it, and now he was too busy to deal with a lot of things to deal with.

Now, his face has returned to seven layers, and he only looks very thin, except that his hair is still snow-white, and even his eyes are no longer so conspicuous.

"It's time to visit Mother." Wen Yiming glanced at the beardless and emaciated face in the mirror and muttered to himself.