A month has passed in a flash, but Zhuang Xun has not made the slightest progress. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that after such a long time, Zhuang Xun feels that he doesn't have the slightest sense of hunger, but it is a little unbelievable.

"Immortal Dao is such a thing, if it can be found by ordinary methods, there will not be so many ordinary people in the world, it seems that I am a little impatient this month, and I can't reach it if I want to hurry, it's true. ”

After this month, although he still couldn't figure out anything from that ancient book, Zhuang Xun also understood that his impetuous heart was too heavy and too anxious for the outside world, although he guessed that the time between the two might be different, but this was just a conjecture, and he still had doubts in his heart, so it was understandable that he was anxious in this case.

"Forget it, if I can see it, I don't have to keep staring at this book, let's go out for a walk. Zhuang Xun sighed slightly, his meaning was also very clear, this requires a kind of epiphany, but this epiphany is not limited to this wordless book of heaven, it should be said that the book of heaven is only one of the things, and other things will also have the same truth.

Zhuang Xun put the wordless book on a few cases, got up and walked out of the cottage, when he walked out of the cottage not long after, the scholar in Tsing Yi also walked out of the cottage, glanced at the books placed by Zhuang Xun aside, and smiled slightly.

At this time, Zhuang Xun, who was walking in the bamboo forest, only felt that the whole person was relaxed and happy, and since January, he has been walking in the grass house and repeatedly flipping through the ancient books, not to mention that he is tired, and he has not found anything, which once made him depressed, and this time it is the most correct decision to come out and breathe.

"This forest is a good place to go, I'm afraid that I can't find such a place in a big place, I heard that the Cuiwei Forest of the Pre-Qin Kingdom is also a green pine and green bamboo, I don't know how it compares with this bamboo forest?"

Looking at the vigorous green bamboo, the so-called journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, this bamboo is the best representative, and now in this piece of green bamboo, Zhuang Xun's heart is also heroic.

"Knowing is clear, not knowing is not knowing, insisting on pursuing, but causing obstacles, things in the world, people in the world, most of the same, if you want to be detached, then don't think about detachment. ”

After thinking about all this, Zhuang Xun suddenly felt that his thoughts were smooth and inclusive, and this state was also the most comfortable state he felt during this time.

"Fortunately, I didn't blindly drill the horns, I was too impatient, if the innate realm was really easy for me to break through, then it would be okay, the teacher has been stuck here for nearly twenty years, and I imagined that it would be shocking if I broke through to the innate once I imagined it. ”

After wandering around the quiet bamboo forest for a long time, Zhuang Xun returned to the cottage, his expression became much more flat, and he looked at the cottage curiously, and did not look at the wordless book on the stone table.

Just a few days have passed, Zhuang Xun has cultivated in the grass house, and sometimes he goes out for a walk, and after a few days, the old yellow dog guarding the door has gradually lowered his vigilance against Zhuang Xun, and even the two later quarreled, Zhuang Xun unexpectedly found that this old yellow dog is fundamentally different from what he usually meets, extremely smart, extremely humane, but sometimes he will suddenly appear listless.

"Lao Huang, come, here are some bamboo shoots I dug in the forest, they taste good, give you a taste." After saying that, Zhuang Xun threw the bamboo shoot that had been peeled in his hand to Lao Huang, who jumped up, grabbed the bamboo shoot, and swallowed it without chewing.

However, it seems to be stuck......

Lao Huang kept rolling and spinning in place, which made Zhuang Xun laugh on the side.

"Such a leisurely life, even in Daqian, I don't know what's going on outside, am I in a dream like last time?" Zhuang Xun shook his head slightly, originally he wanted to go into the grass house and ask the scholar in Tsing Yi, but Lao Huang didn't let him in, Zhuang Xun could only give up.

The books on the several cases have been placed there for more than half a month, and Zhuang Xun has not turned them over since the last time he understood, because Zhuang Xun at this time didn't think about breaking through the immortals at all, but when he was bored today, he saw the book lying quietly on the cases again, Zhuang Xun became interested, got up and walked over.

When he picked up the ancient book again, for some reason, Zhuang Xun's face suddenly felt a little stranger, this book seemed to be lighter, and it was much lighter.

But when Zhuang Xun turned it with his hand, he found that he couldn't open the book, which was obviously much lighter, but he just couldn't open it!

"What's going on?" Zhuang Xun was a little shocked in his heart, why couldn't the book be opened suddenly? Could it be that something has happened to this book these days?

Zhuang Xun took a deep breath and turned it over again, however, after a long time, he still returned in vain.

"It's strange, this book can't be opened, so how can I read it?"

Zhuang Xun put the book back on the stone table, and he sat on the stone chair, touching his chin and looking at the wordless book that he couldn't open suddenly.

"Forget it, anyway, I didn't think that I would be able to break through to the innate now, and if I don't turn it, I won't turn it, but I don't know when my predecessors will come out of the grass house, so I can ask how I can go back. ”

By now, Zhuang Xun was almost certain that the young scholar knew that he was from outside the Immortal Diagram, but he couldn't say whether this young man was a Longkun Immortal.

At the moment when Zhuang Xun got up, the book placed on several cases suddenly opened by himself, and a golden light penetrated out, shining directly on Zhuang Xun's body, illuminating him who was already shocked.

"What's going on?!" Zhuang Xun exclaimed, the book that he couldn't open with all his strength actually opened by himself!

After a while, the golden light faded, and Zhuang Xun glanced at the open ancient book, and this time, he saw the words.

No, he couldn't say that this was a word, just like a ghost drawing, in front of ordinary people, it was just scribbling, but Zhuang Xun felt an incomparably cold from it, and sat like a needle cushion, as if his whole body was interspersed with a sharp sword.

"This is sword intent! messy sword intent!"

The next moment, Zhuang Xun understood, he seemed to see an endless cold flying sword stabbing at him from this page, this sword intent is not thick and majestic, nor poetic and light, it is just one word, chaos!

"The cursive sword book, or the sword intent of the "Great Dispute", is known for its messy and violent nature.

The predecessors who left this paper sword intent have long been untraceable, but there are very few people in the world who can comprehend this sword intent, which can be regarded as an extremely good thing in this book. ”

At this time, the scholar in Tsing Yi also walked out of the grass house, with a somewhat surprised expression, but he still looked at Zhuang Xun in a calm tone.