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"Here!" Xiao Yaosheng pointed to a book, his expression a little excited.

Looking at the appearance, it is actually just a very ordinary book, if you want to say what kind of treasure book this is, if you don't witness it later, no one will believe it.

Xiaoyaosheng pulled the book out of the crowded shelves, without a single gap. The three gilded characters shine brightly, and the mountains and seas are classic.

"Xiaoyaosheng, is this the book we are looking for?" The swordsman was a little skeptical, he didn't believe Xiaoyaosheng. Rather, the appearance of this book is too gaudy! It will be one of the three books of Heaven and Earth!

Xiaoyaosheng turned the pages of the book with great interest, but this book was thicker than the one in his memory, and it was heavy in his hand.

"Oh, you've flipped so far to the Year of the Monkey. I'm coming!" the swordsman snatched the book from Xiaoyaosheng's hand and flipped it up.

This book, especially when it is used to find things, cannot be read carefully, but must be skimmed like him, and ten lines can be seen at a glance.

The swordsman recalled the time when he stayed in the Tang Dynasty Mansion in the past, and he was not good at martial arts and spells, but ah, he read this book quickly.

Although, the swordsman coughed secretly, although the master often examined the words in his book, and on the first day, he answered it fluently, and after that, it was the blind man who lit the lamp.

It's understandable to think about it, and if you remember quickly, you will forget quickly. However, it is more than enough to deal with it at the moment.

The swordsman flipped through the pages of the book, his eyes were dazzled, and he couldn't help but say casually: "Xiaoyaosheng! You shouldn't frame me, right?"

Xiao Yaosheng stood beside the swordsman and stood up the pages of the book he had turned, and when the swordsman looked at the front, he looked at the back, for fear that the thick branch would miss any details.

"Hey!" the swordsman politely slammed the book on the ground, "Why not?"

Xiaoyaosheng shook his head helplessly, what clues can he find with the quick temper of the swordsman!

Xiaoyaosheng squatted down silently, ready to pick up the book, and then flipped through it to find it. But in the next second, his eyes were attracted by the unusually clear words "Purple Bamboo Forest".

It turns out that what Master said is true, when you are committed to something, even the heavens will help in secret.

Xiao Yaosheng hurriedly summoned the swordsman: "Don't complain, come and see." ”

The book is clearly written: the purple bamboo forest, located in Putuo Mountain, the rocks in the mountain are purple-red......

Great, the swordsman and Xiaoyaosheng looked at each other and smiled, and they all said goodbye to the empty Zen master and walked in the direction pointed out in the book.

"Loose life!" The swordsman suddenly grabbed his wrist and pressed slightly: "Can you ride the clouds?"

The swordsman only remembered at this time that he had such a big head, and his daring was purely an ornament. Why didn't you think of driving the clouds?

Looking at the appearance of Xiaoyaosheng, the swordsman understood a rough idea in his heart, it seems that he will not.

So, he squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, you can't control the clouds, but I can make the sword!"

Before Xiaoyaosheng could react, the swordsman threw a word: "Go!"

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the clouds. With the sound of the wind whistling in my ears and the gentle clouds flowing under my feet, there is really a feeling that can be compared to the sun and the moon.

Even a scholar as steady as Xiao Yaosheng couldn't suppress the shock from the bottom of his heart, and he grabbed the arm of the swordsman: "Swordsman!"

Strange, why did the swordsman stand still, and Xiaoyaosheng shouted again: "Hey, swordsman?"

Xiaoyaosheng was a little panicked, should he pay any price for launching this trick. He shook the swordsman's body vigorously: "You, are you okay?"

Before the words fell, the heavens and the earth shook in a trance.

The swordsman's voice trembled: "Ahh ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Xiaoyaosheng shut up.

It seemed that the resistance encountered in the shuttle through the clouds was too great, and the swordsman was in the front, and the wind was too loud for him to hear.

Crossing through the clouds is not an easy task, and it is very possible to fall into the clouds and break your bones if you are not careful.

What's more, for the swordsman at this time, the saber is an ordinary sword, without the slightest aura, and it cannot communicate with the master's mind. And he himself has not been able to practice the sword art to the realm of mastery.

There seemed to be some whirlpools formed by small air currents in the clouds ahead, which were coming in the direction of the swordsman and the free life. Because of the transition of the loose life, coupled with the unpredictable danger.

"Ahh

"Amitabha!" Xiao Yaosheng relied on chanting the Dharma to constantly strengthen his courage, although on the surface the clouds were light and light, but in fact, he was afraid to death in his heart.

The swordsman clutched the sword that fell with him tightly in the palm of his hand, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes. He's going to find the best place to land and minimize the damage possible.

Heaven treats him very well, and whatever he wants, the clouds and mist disperse layer by layer, revealing a large forest with lush foliage below.

Just then, the swordsman turned the sword in his hand slightly, and shouted at Xiaoyaosheng, who was also falling at high speed: "Xiaoyaosheng, we can borrow a buffer from the big tree below." ”

The swordsman slashed off the redundant branches, leaving behind only a few large, stout branches, which could have stabbed them with a massive impact as they fell too quickly.

It was too late, and there were still some obstacles that could not be cleared in time. I can only bite the bullet.

The swordsman and Xiaoyaosheng chose some branches that were enough to support their weight and stepped on them, but they could only borrow strength, otherwise there would be no branches that could support the two living people who were falling at such a high speed.

The two figures jumped left and right through the trees, and finally landed firmly on the ground.

"Whew!" The swordsman blew lightly, and some of the hair on his forehead was blown up: "It's okay, there is no danger." ”

Xiaoyaosheng has just escaped death. At this time, when I heard the swordsman say this, I couldn't help but feel empty. You know, he is the one who caused the trouble.

Sure enough, in the next second, the swordsman began to count him: "Xiaoyaosheng, I fly so well, why do you want to shake me suddenly?"

Xiaoyaosheng avoided his gaze, but just landed in the nearby forest.

Not like willow, not like paulownia bamboo. It looks like the one described in the book, with leaves as wide as the palm of an adult's hand, as thin as cicada wings, and with thin branches, stretching for miles as if endless.

"Look!" Xiao Yaosheng pointed ahead, his eyes faintly expectant.

"Don't get off the hook. The swordsman was a little angry, and turned around: "What's there, good, good-looking?"

It's not!"Isn't this the woodland that you must pass through before entering the Purple Bamboo Forest!" the swordsman rubbed his eyes, a little incredulous.

Could it be that I just found it by mistake!

A confused mist rose and obscured the two of them.

"Xiaoyaosheng, Xiaoyaosheng?" The swordsman's hands shook in the air, and the person was still next to him just now, why can't he touch it now!