Chapter 48: The Pavilion of the Scriptures

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At this moment, the night gradually receded, and only a few stars hung in the sky.

In the far distance, a few rays of light were already casting.

In the faint morning light, Lu Cheng swept directly towards Liuyun City.

……

Ten mile building!

A restaurant in the north of Liuyun City is named Shililou because the wine in the building is fragrant.

At this moment, the sky is already bright.

At the window on the second floor of Shililou, Lu Cheng was looking out the window with a lazy expression.

It has been almost half an hour since I came out of the Blackwater Mountain Range.

I had already agreed with Fang Yun before that we would meet here after we succeeded.

As for whether Fang Yun would be able to escape, Lu Cheng was not worried at all.

Fang Yun's strength, he knew very well that even if he couldn't fight and escape, it would still be more than wrong.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, a figure appeared under the restaurant.

Fang Yun glanced up at the second floor and saw Lu Cheng sitting at the window, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

Boom!

Fang Yun stepped onto the second floor, moved a bench, and sat opposite Lu Cheng.

"Got it?"

Lu Cheng looked at Fang Yun, the latter's breath was calm, and he obviously didn't fight with that group of guys.

"Of course!"

Fang Yun smiled, "What about you?" Note: For character anti-filtering, please use Chinese characters to enter heiyaПge to watch the latest chapters

"Why, don't believe me. ”

Lu Cheng glanced at Fang Yun, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"No, how can you. ”

Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, "I can get rid of that group of waste, let alone you." ”

Regarding Lu Cheng's strength, Fang Yun is also full of confidence.

"It's time for the spirit to be mine this time, right?"

Mo Lin Jiao's spirit, Fang Yun's eyes have been hot for a long time.

The mid-level top-level demon beast is rare to see in Liuyun City for decades.

"Want a spirit?"

Lu Cheng smiled faintly and glanced at Fang Yun.

Being swept away by Lu Cheng, Fang Yun suddenly felt a little weak. Because before entering the mountain, the two of them had agreed that the spirit would return to Lu City, and the essence and blood would be divided into five or five points, and the rest would be distributed by Fang Yun.

At this moment, Fang Yun brought up the matter of spirituality.

Even Fang Yun himself couldn't help but show embarrassment.

"Not this time, next time. ”

Lu Cheng's expression was solemn, and he was unexpectedly not angry.

"I have a lot of use for Mo Lin Jiao's spirit, and when I break through the Sevenfold Realm, I will personally hunt a mid-level demon beast as compensation. ”

Fang Yun sighed, "Forget it." ”

"But seriously, Mo Linjiao's spirit is rare to see in decades. ”

"If you don't say it's red, I don't believe it myself. ”

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he picked up a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth.

Suddenly, the rich aroma of wine spread throughout the restaurant and outside.

"Good wine!"

Looking at Fang Yun, who was pouring wine, Lu Cheng shook his head, "I owe you a favor, and I won't get drunk with you today." ”

"Okay. ”

Fang Yun directly lifted a pot of wine and handed it to Lu Cheng.

"The talent is not as good as you, but when it comes to drinking, Lao Tzu crushes you ten by himself. ”

……

When I came back from Shililou, it was already noon.

Lu Cheng returned to the back mountain full of alcohol.

Lifting a well water in the courtyard, Lu Cheng poured it directly on his head.

The cold and biting well water suddenly sobered up Lu Cheng's drunkenness by ten points.

Sitting in front of the bed, looking at the prey placed on the wooden table, Lu Cheng's eyes couldn't help but have a thick scorching heat.

Seventeen beast teeth, three animal bones, two essences and blood with completely different breaths, and a verdant spirit.

Beast teeth and beast bones were naturally obtained by killing Zhenshan Xuan.

The two parts of essence blood belong to Zhenshan Jiao and Mo Linjiao.

Lu Cheng's eyes swept directly and landed on that spirit.

Different from the spirit of Zhenshanjiao, the spirit of Mo Linjiao shows a deep cyan color, like a piece of green.

On that surface, a glimmer of inspiration flickered.

In the depths of the spirit, a miniature Molin Jiao quietly hibernated.

In the depths of that spirit, an astonishing wave emanated.

"Intermediate Spirit!"

Lu Cheng smiled faintly, with a hint of satisfaction between his eyebrows.

This trip to the Blackwater Mountains, Lu Cheng can be said to be full of returns.

Not to mention the animal bones and essence blood of Zhenshan Xuan, just the spirit of a Mo Lin Jiao far exceeded Lu Cheng's expectations.

……

After collecting the spirit and essence blood, Lu Cheng pushed the door out directly.

He was going to the family's scripture pavilion.

After returning from the Heishui Mountain Range, Lu Cheng felt that it was necessary to make up for the knowledge of demon beast elixirs and the like.

There should be such books in the Cabinet of Scriptures.

Leaving the back mountain, Lu Cheng went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Half an hour later, a tall attic comparable to Xuanwu Pavilion appeared in front of Lu Cheng.

After entering, Lu Cheng first quickly swept through the first floor, all of which were secular ancient books.

Books similar to the Art of War, Medical Skills, and Hundred Allusions.

Lu Cheng shook his head and went straight to the second floor.

Above the second floor, compared to the rich collection of books on the first floor, it is slightly cleaner.

"Ore Record": Introduce all kinds of spiritual ores in the world, which is convenient for finding and identifying the use of refining.

"Catalogue of Strange Flowers in the World": Contains 1,300 kinds of exotic flowers and herbs in the world for screening and selection of medicines.

Lu Cheng picked out two books and opened them to read a few pages.

The first book had no effect on Lu Cheng, just glanced at it, and Lu Cheng put it back on the shelf.

As for the second book, Lu Cheng was also interested, and after turning a few pages, he felt bored.

What Lu Cheng wanted was a book that recorded all kinds of demon beasts and heaven and earth spirit fruits.

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are not many people, only a little dozen people.

Lu Cheng didn't care either, and chose books by himself.

"Ten Thousand Beasts"!

Suddenly, a familiar title jumped into Lu Cheng's eyes.

I took it down and glanced at it, it was the Ten Thousand Beasts Record of Fang Yun Said, which recorded nearly a thousand kinds of demon beasts.

Searching according to the table of contents, Lu Cheng turned directly to page 179.

Daze water system, dragon demon beasts.

Lu Cheng saw Mo Linjiao's introduction at a glance.

Mo Lin Jiao, a middle-level demon beast, often appears in the mountains and rivers of Daze, devouring the aura of heaven and earth, with a huge body like a dragon, the whole body is as black as ink, and the body is covered with armor.

Sure enough, it's good.

Lu Cheng sighed secretly in his heart, the introduction of Mo Linjiao's record on the Ten Thousand Beasts Record was extremely clear.

Not only are there relevant descriptions, but they are also accompanied by pictures.

"It's better to look at Zhenshan!"

"Zhenshan should be a mountain, forest and soil system. ”

Lu Cheng thought about it and turned directly to page 345 according to the table of contents.

After a few careful glances, I finally saw Zhenshan's introduction at the bottom of the page.

Zhenshan Xuan, a low-level top demon beast, lives in the deep mountains. Irritable by nature.,Like to hunt and kill the same kind of monsters for food.。

"This Ten Thousand Beasts Record is good!"

Lu Cheng took down the book, put it in his hand, and continued to select it forward.

A moment later, a book called "Heaven and Earth Hundred Souls" appeared in front of Lu Cheng's eyes.

Syllable!

Lu Cheng's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and was about to take the book off the shelf, when suddenly a snow-white little hand snatched the book away from the side.

Lu Cheng frowned, his eyes staring at the person who took the book.

"Hmph, this book was first seen by Miss Ben, don't even think about it. ”

The person holding the book was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a slender and slender figure, and her slender and round jade legs were exposed under the long skirt.

It's just that in those beautiful autumn eyes, he stared at Lu Cheng coldly, and there was a hint of smugness in the corners of his eyes.

Lu Yao'er!

Lu Cheng's face was full of helplessness.

How can you see this eldest lady anywhere?