"You brutal girl!" Sun Yiqing's eyes went straight to sparks, and he pretended to roll up his sleeves, wanting to teach him a lesson.

Wu Ziwan hurriedly shrunk her petite body, and said to Wu Heng pitifully: "Brother Emperor, that barbarian wants to bully me!"

Wu Heng really didn't have a clue, with a bitter smile on his face, and said, "Brother Sun, you don't want to have a meeting with this girl." ”

With so many people watching on the spot, how could Sun Yiqing bully a little girl, he could only be depressed and deflated, and pretended to be a god: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Danqing to shine on the sweat and green, how can the wild goose understand the ambition of the bird!"

"These are two different poems!" the little girl pouted.

Sun Yiqing, who failed to pretend to be a god stick, suddenly felt even more embarrassed, and said angrily: "You...... You don't care how I read it, uncle, I can do whatever I like!"

Many people puffed out their cheeks and laughed: "Hahahaha, Brother Sun, don't be so impatient, you are the only one who can read these two poems together, and you can record history!"

It is true that history can be recorded, but it is all a history of jokes.

After an interlude, Ushi led the way and rushed into the wall first, and when his body touched the tightly fitting wall, he magically penetrated into it.

Everyone felt strange, and they were eager to try it one by one, and followed up with it.

Inside the wall, there is really a cave, for the Wu family's scripture pavilion, contains a lot of family mastery exercises, rows of bookshelves are dazzling, exuding a heavy fragrance of books and paper.

There were several elders of the Wu family who were sitting next to them in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to cultivate, and when they found that someone had intruded into the area they were guarding, they even opened their eyes, but they soon relaxed again, and saluted to the people who came: "Family master!"

"Yes, excuse me. Wu Shici smiled and said to one of them, "What about Elder Liu?"

"Elder Liu guarded the last layer day and night, and ordered that no one should be disturbed except the head of the family, as if he was in retreat. ”

"Oh, it's been almost three years, it's time to meet. Wu Shi nodded, remembering that the last time he went to see Elder Liu, it was when he took Wu Heng to observe the Holy Sword Duel for the first time, and the time passed quickly, always passing quietly inadvertently.

Subsequently, Wu Heng and the others came one after another, and entered the last and second layers of the Scripture Pavilion with Wu Shi.

The second layer is in the stone path 100 meters underground, imprinted with many formations, and if you break in, even the powerhouses of the three realms of the dragon have to go and have no return.

In front of a huge stone gate, there sat an old Taoist, he was dressed in gray robes, holding Buddha Zen, and his long pale hair hung down to the ground, which looked like it had not been trimmed for a long time.

"I have a firm Dao heart, but it's a pity that my talent is almost there, and I am in a dilemma of rushing to the top of the dragon......" At this time, the sloppy old man shook his head beside him and said bluntly.

And the person to whom this referent is referred, needless to say, must be the old Taoist who sat in front of the stone gate.

"Everything has a fixed number, and you can't force it. Wu Heng also saw that Elder Liu's pass was a dead pass, and sighed gloomily.

Hearing this, Elder Liu, who had not moved for nearly three years, finally raised his eyelids and sighed faintly: "Wake up the people in the dream with a word, or not." ”

"Huh, Wu Heng, why did you kid become like this?" Suddenly, Elder Liu's eyes widened, looking at Wu Heng, who he hadn't seen for three years, he was still a yellow-haired boy who could wear it at a glance, but now it is like an ocean, unfathomable!

"It's a long story, I went to Zhongzhou and came back after some adventures. Wu Heng replied.

"Okay, good, good, although I have no hope of reaching the top of the Dragon Three, you have given me great news!" Elder Liu laughed out loud.

"I will live up to your expectations!" Wu Heng nodded solemnly, this is a spirit of inheritance, when the old man in the twilight sees that the child brings new hope, he will naturally be relieved.

"Among the cultivators, you are the one I am most optimistic about, but now you are growing too fast, causing the old decay to be a little jealous. Elder Liu sighed with emotion, and his wrinkled old face showed a hopeful smile.

"Huh. Wu Heng is not hypocritical, he faces it with a smile, and sometimes the glory that should be borne should not be modest.

At this moment, a beam of light and shadow pierced through the crowd, completely ignoring everything, and rushed into the stone gate on the third floor.

Elder Liu was the one in charge of guarding this place, and when he saw someone forcibly breaking into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he was naturally very vigilant, and immediately shouted, "Who?"

"He is a great sage from Zhongzhou, don't be surprised. Wushi raised his hand.

"The Great Sage, is he a saint?" Elder Liu was startled, with an expression of disbelief on his face, no wonder this person came and went without a trace, but he completely ignored the net of heaven and earth laid in this Hidden Scripture Pavilion - it turned out to be a great sage!

"Let's go in too. Wushi spoke, and the second walked into the stone gate.

Wu Heng is the protagonist here, naturally he will not slack off, he took out three pages of broken scriptures from the storage ring and walked, waiting too long, the mystery of the book of heaven can finally be solved.

As soon as you enter the third layer, it is as if there is a sun suspended in it, and an extremely dazzling golden light radiates, and the whole world is strange, and everyone, including Wu Heng and the sloppy old man, need to cover their eyes with their hands.

The surrounding stone walls are like a surging golden ocean, and the scene is colorful and magnificent.

It was completely out of place with the Scripture Pavilion on the first floor, and there was an empty space all around, except for a sutra book suspended in the center.

"That should be the remaining nine pages of the Flame Heavenly Book!" The scruffy old man's eyes were blazing, and he had been searching for many years, and finally saw the real thing.

Wu Ziwan muttered, "Flame Heavenly Book, why isn't it blooming with red light, but golden?"

Wu Heng said: "Fire is gold, so it is normal to emit a golden light. ”

"To be able to exude such a blazing golden glow, there must be no doubt that it is genuine. The sloppy old man recognized the identification, and nodded again and again, surprised by this ingenious and magical appearance.

"This book, you can't look at it outside, but you need to enter the primordial spirit, I've been in it before, so let me integrate the remaining three pages of scripture into it this time. Wu Heng volunteered, the Yuan Shen went out of his body, and a one-inch golden figure flew out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover, rushing into the Heavenly Book suspended in the center of the third layer.

"Brush"

The whole world changes rapidly, the space is vast, and the void is suspended with bitter and incomprehensible ancient texts, those words are endlessly changing, sometimes into patterns, sometimes into weapons.

Wu Heng wandered in this world, walking left and right, he had comprehended the sevenfold mystery of the Holy Sword Duel, so he entered the seventh layer of the Heavenly Book smoothly, but it was difficult for him to find the entrance and exit of the other two layers.

"I haven't comprehended the eighth-level mystical holy sword and the ninth-level ten thousand sword, how can I enter?" Wu Heng was a little difficult, because he couldn't enter the ninth layer, it was difficult for him to stack the three pages of the ancient scripture into it.

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