There is an inexplicable momentum under the vigorous and powerful brushstrokes, and the handwriting of the iron painting silver hook makes Zhong Yang deeply feel the arrogance and uninhibition of the writer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Could it be that this was written by the wind demon himself? Zhong Yang held the book and thought to himself. The mood in the words is difficult for outsiders to imitate, and Zhong Yang can't help but think so.

How could a book written by such a legend be here? Zhong Yang couldn't figure it out. So I opened the book and read it.

"I have enjoyed wealth and glory in my life, but this is not what I want. I was born without knowing my parents, suffering a lot, and when I was a child, I only begged to be happy. ”

"When I was young, I found my master, passed on the mantle of my master, and embarked on the road of eternal life. Since then, he has traveled all over the world, made countless friends, understood his heart, and achieved brilliance. Those who come after you need to remember that there is no shortcut to cultivation, and hard work is the right path. ”

After reading the preface, Zhong Yang was slightly disappointed.

You're an orphan, and so am I. Zhong raised his eyebrows and wrinkled slightly, thinking bitterly.

Twelve years ago, Zhong Yang, who was still a baby, was brought back to Niufu by Niu Ben and raised him. It's better for him like a son, even better than for Niu Chuang.

Zhong Yang also treats Niu Ben as his own father, and he is undoubtedly lucky in this regard. But he could feel a little bit of the wind demon's mood when he was a child. After all, it's not pleasant to be called a wild seed.

Zhong Yang has a jade pendant hanging around his neck, which is said to have been there when Niu Ben saw Zhong Yang, and there are two words 'Zhong Yang' on it, which are also left by his biological parents.

He rubbed the jade pendant gently, not knowing whether he should miss or what.

'Whew'

Zhong Yang took a deep breath and let his emotions go.

Thinking about what to do so much, Zhong Yang laughed to himself.

Come back to your senses and savor the words of the wind demon. The wind demon has reached the realm of enlightenment, what realm is this Zhong Yang didn't know, Niu Ben always asked them to cultivate down-to-earth, not to be ambitious, and never told them things that were too high above them. But it is also an extremely high realm, otherwise how can you occupy the territory of Wind Demon City for yourself.

But he didn't know that Ming's state of mind was already an existence that could turn over the river and the sea, and it was not difficult to take this domain as his own.

He lowered his head and continued to read the book, and wrote the life of the wind demon in detail in the back. When Zhong Yang turned another page, a golden piece of paper suddenly fell out.

Well? Zhong Yang picked up the gold paper, only to see that the paper was soft and tough, but nothing was written on it.

Strange paper. Zhong Yang thought that if this piece of paper had fallen out of an ordinary book, he might not have cared. But it fell out of an autobiography that was most likely written by the Wind Demon himself, and nothing was written on it, which leads to reverie.

Wordless Book of Heaven? Occult magic? Or something else?

Zhong Yang smiled, thinking that I am going to hit the luck, he crumpled the gold paper into a ball, only to see that the gold paper slowly stretched out again, and there was no trace of wrinkles.

He tried again to see if he could tear it apart, and his strength increased little by little, but the gold paper was intact.

Try it with gas? Zhong Yang concentrated, transported the qi out of the dantian, transported it to his fingertips, and touched the gold paper.

As soon as the golden paper touched Zhong Yang's fingers, suddenly the golden light was flourishing!

Zhong Yang was happy in his heart, his heart is really effective, then let me see what you are.

Who knew that at this time, a sudden change occurred!

Somehow, all of a sudden, the golden light was even greater! And it's getting hot! There seems to be an emotion conveyed from it, which is... Wrath?

"Ahh Zhong Yang screamed miserably, hurriedly shook his hand, and tried to shake off the golden paper.

The gold paper seems to have grown there by nature, and it can't be shaken off!

"Ahhh The originally silent library tower was filled with screams, and Zhong Yang rolled on the ground in pain, his body hitting the bookshelf, his hands constantly slapping the floor, trying to alleviate the pain caused by the gold paper.

But these were in vain. Zhong Yang felt that the pain was no longer confined to his fingertips, and began to spread to his entire arm, and slowly spread to his entire body.

"It's broken!" Zhong Yang didn't know what the consequences would be if the pain spread throughout his body, but he had to stop it.

Zhong Yang endured the pain, luckily dantian, walked to the junction of pain, and tried to stop the pain with qi.

If the speed of pain diffusion was originally just like a river flowing into a river, then now it was a river entering the sea, surging and surging against Zhong Yang's body, destroying his nerves.

Zhong Yang had no power to resist.

Just when Zhong Yang was confused in pain, the jade pendant he hung around his neck flashed.

At this moment, the entire Wind Demon City seemed to be still, silent.

The big demons in the City Lord's Mansion, the Cow Mansion, the Wan Demon Mansion, the Tiger Mansion, the Sky Fox Gate, the Lion Mansion and other places all felt the inexplicable aura, and they all raised their heads violently, but they didn't know where to look.

The golden paper fell off Zhong Yang's fingers, changed back into its original form, and disappeared in a flash.

The pain receded like a tide, and Zhong Yang fell to the ground, gasping for breath, sweat already wetting the surroundings.

After a long pause, Zhong Yang lay on the ground and began to recall the escape from death.

The golden paper began to change when it came into contact with my qi, is it because he didn't accept my qi, Zhong Yang thought quietly, and remembered the emotions and the fatal pain conveyed by the golden paper.

He thought of something, lowered his head and picked up the jade pendant, he vaguely remembered that it was this jade pendant that flashed, and the golden paper fell off his hand.

The jade pendant is unpretentious, engraved with the word 'Zhong Yang' and a date.

That date was supposed to be the day Zhong Yang was born, but Zhong Yang always took Niu Ben as his birthday the day he brought him home.

Zhong Yang looked at the jade pendant, because this was the only thing his parents left him, he had seen it many times, and he had never thought it was magical.

"If it weren't for this jade pendant, I might have died." Zhong Yang said to himself, the golden paper was too domineering, and he wanted to take people's lives directly, and now he was still shocked into a cold sweat when he thought about it.

"Looks like I'm hiding a secret." Zhong Yang took the jade pendant and thought.

After the jade pendant flashed, it became ordinary again, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with it.

Zhong Yang couldn't see anything, so he had to give up.

"It looks like I'm going to have to pay more attention in the future." Zhong Yang said to himself, maybe he didn't cultivate enough now to see the real jade pendant, but since it protected himself once, it means that he was recognized by it, and the secret will always be solved one day. Moreover, when he can control the jade pendant, maybe he can still know his life experience, Zhong Yang thought a lot.

After such a toss just now, Zhong Yang was no longer in the mood to read.

"Where's the gold paper?" Only then did Zhong Yang remember, and lowered his head to look for it, but there was no trace of the golden paper.

"Where?" Zhong Yang was puzzled, but since he couldn't find it, forget it. It just so happened that he had a shadow on the gold paper, and he was really a little afraid to let him touch it.

"Let's go back." Zhong Yang took the wind demon's autobiography and a few other books and walked out of the library tower.

The moon has long since hung on its branches, and now it is afraid that it is the middle of the night.

"It's so late, we need to get some rest." Zhong Yang said in his heart.

In the distance, Zhong Yang seemed to see several figures in the sky. But he just thought he was too sleepy.

Back in the bedroom, Zhong Yang put the book on the desk, sat on the bed and began to meditate, preparing to go to bed for a week. When he was angry and focused on his luck, he was shocked to find that the golden paper had disappeared from the library tower, but it was floating quietly in his dantian at the moment.

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