"In the endless darkness, I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't wake up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I could hear the wind, smell the bamboo, and occasionally hear the rain outside, which seemed beautiful.

I don't know when I got used to the intermittent sound of footsteps, like flowing water. It's just that the woman always doesn't seem to speak, and when she turns around, she only leaves a faint fragrance and boundless loneliness......"

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In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The sensation caused by the battle of life and death has long been forgotten, the excited people have been excited, the angry people have also calmed their anger, and only after the occasional tea and dinner will someone think of the young man whose life and death are uncertain.

Early in the morning, Qingzhu Peak listens to the rain pavilion.

Chu Chen lay quietly on the bed, motionless. He has been in a coma for half a month, and he has not woken up since he passed out on the stage of life and death.

Today, his consciousness woke up from the darkness again, and when he habitually wanted to open his eyes, but couldn't help but give up, suddenly, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a misty light in front of him.

"I'm awake, haha, I'm awake!" Like a child, Chu Chen's heart was extremely happy. Those who are not wandering in the dark will never know the value of light.

His eyes slowly adjusted to the light, and Chu Chen sat up with difficulty. I don't know how many injuries he suffered, but he still has pain all over his body.

Unwilling to lie on the bed like a waste anymore, he struggled to get up and pushed open the window.

Oh, what a winter rain!

Looking at the continuous rain scene and breathing the slightly cool air, for a while, Chu Chen only felt comfortable all over his body, and he didn't seem to feel any pain anymore.

The drizzle is like silk, the distant mountains are cloudy, everything is so beautiful, people's hearts can't help but become peaceful.

Suddenly, the familiar sound of footsteps sounded in my ears, the footsteps were very soft, a little far away, but they just covered the sound of the rain.

Chu Chen turned his head at dusk, and the plank road in the distance, in the hazy smoke and rain, a green shirt and an oil-paper umbrella came slowly.

Quiet, elegant, inadvertently gentle style, as if condensed by the years, unconsciously, it feels like time has slowed down.

Suddenly, the corners of Chu Chen's mouth curled slightly, and he returned to the room and took out a pen and paper, and swayed it on this winter rain.

"Why don't you rest more?" Bining put away her umbrella and entered the room.

Chu Chen smiled, "I've been resting for a long time, and it's going to rot if I don't move anymore." Come and see how I'm doing? ”

Bi Ning Wan'er walked over with a smile, "You can also draw?" Let me see! ”

Chu Chen stepped aside, Bi Ning's gaze fell on the picture scroll, and after a slight surprise, he couldn't hide his smile.

After a long time, Bi Ning directly rolled up the picture scroll, "Which woman?" Not bad. As a reward for taking care of you for so many days, this painting belongs to me, and I am not allowed to object! ”

Chu Chen touched his nose, but he didn't expect that the first seat of the famous Qingxiao Pavilion would also have such a childish side.

After chatting a few words, Bining proposed to say goodbye, which can be said to be in a hurry and in a hurry.

Chu Chen opened his mouth, "This is leaving?" ”

Bi Ning's eyes stayed on his face, and he smiled for a long time: "Reluctant? Greedy children are not good. If I do stay too long, you'll be in danger! ”

Chu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "That's right, you come here from time to time, I don't know how many eyes are staring at it, I'm afraid that many people hate me to death now." If you really stay too long, maybe someone will kill you. ”

Bi Ning smiled, "It's good to know." By the way, what's next? ”

"Plans? I should take the task and go out to practice for a while, and you also know that the moon of two star stones is not enough to stuff the teeth. Anyway, you seem to have made a lot of money last time, don't you support a little? Chu Chen said with a smile.

Bi Ning shook her head, "Don't think about supporting you, the huge Qingxiao Pavilion is not a small expense." You know? It is a blessing to suffer losses, and it is always bad to pull out seedlings and help them grow. ”

Chu Chen nodded, and Bi Ning said again: "Before going down the mountain, let's go to the Tibetan Gong Pavilion and pick a suitable martial art to practice first." Also, remember to rush back before the year-end big competition and strive for the top three outside! ”

After speaking, without waiting for Chu Chen to ask more, Bining held up an oil-paper umbrella and stepped into the rain.

When Bining's figure disappeared, Chu Chen suddenly came back to his senses. With his sword raised, he held his umbrella and headed for the preaching peak.

Yu Tao is dead, and he finally has a heart. Now, it's time to think about martial arts.

Although the power of the yellow-level mid-grade Cangyan Fist is good, and its own basic swordsmanship has also improved greatly, it is still a little overstretched against a powerful opponent.

Thinking in his heart, nearly an hour later, Chu Chen came to the Preaching Peak.

In the attic on the top of the mountain, there are disciples coming in and out one after another, and as the outer door Tibetan Gong Pavilion, the people who come in and out are naturally the outer disciples.

"Elder, disciple Chu Chen, I hope to borrow martial arts to cultivate." At the registration office of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, Chu Chen respectfully handed over the disciple's waist card.

The old man took it, looked at him again, and immediately handed back the waist card and said, "It's the first time you came, right?" Let's go in, it's free for the first time, and it's half an hour to pick the time. ”

Chu Chen thanked him and walked directly to the pavilion.

There are three floors in the outer gate of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, and most of the martial arts collected on the first floor are not in the product, and Chu Chen is not interested, so he walks directly to the staircase on the second floor.

As if passing through some obstacle on the first floor, Chu Chen easily appeared on the second floor.

There are slightly more disciples on the second layer, and the collection here is a yellow-level martial art, with most of the lower grades, and very few of the middle grades.

With Chu Chen's character, his eyes were naturally aimed at the highest-grade yellow-level top-grade martial arts. Soon, he saw a copy of "Thirteen Styles of Lonely Clouds".

Thirteen styles of lonely clouds, yellow-level high-grade swordsmanship, a total of thirteen styles, each style is composed of a number of sword moves. When the sword is released, the sword is like a lonely cloud, ethereal and uncertain, which is difficult to guard.

"That's it!" After reading the introduction, Chu Chen had already decided to reach out and directly reach out to take "Lonely Cloud Thirteen Styles". Just before he touched the corner, a faint light curtain appeared, directly flicking his hand away.

"What's the situation?" Chu Chen was slightly stunned, no one told him that there was such a thing.

At this time, a person next to him said: "Senior brother is new, right?" You don't know, but all the martial arts of the yellow level and above require the contribution of the sect to be exchanged. The so-called free is only for martial arts below the yellow level. ”

Saying this, Chu Chen suddenly understood. He was excited about his feelings at all, there is no free lunch in the world, and those who can be free are the worst.

In fact, there is nothing to say, if a huge sect wants to maintain and develop, it will inevitably require the efforts of countless people. So it's understandable to set thresholds on certain things.

It's just that Chu Chen is still very depressed. Because he didn't have even a little sect contribution on him.

"It seems that it is in vain, and those things below the middle grade might as well not be wanted. The top priority is to find a way to get the sect's contribution. After thinking about it, Chu Chen decided to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly noticed that the staircase leading to the third floor was not far away. Thinking that it would be better if he couldn't borrow something to see, he walked to the third floor.

"Hey, you can't go up to the third floor...... the man before reminded kindly, but his mouth grew before he finished speaking.

"It's up, it's up! Isn't it said that non-fourth-grade star vein martial artists can't pass through the three-layer barrier? Is it ......?"

Not to mention how wonderful the person who reminded him was, Chu Chen only felt as if he was stopped by something, and then he appeared on the third layer.

The third floor was empty, it seemed like no one had been here for a long time, and there was no thick dust on the ground.

"Phew, it's really irresponsible, you'll die if you clean up?" After walking a few steps casually, the dust was flying, and Chu Chen couldn't help but scold.

This third layer is completely different from the next two layers. There wasn't a single book in sight, and there were no shelves. Some are just dull stones.

"I don't have a book, could it be that these stones are treasures?" Chu Chen was suspicious in his heart, and immediately couldn't help but walk towards a stone.

In front of the stone, Chu Chen picked up a sign and brushed away the dust only to find that there were words on it.

"Haoran righteousness, heaven-level swordsmanship, fragments, the ninth generation of the sect master of Bixiao Sect obtained from the tomb of a strong man, the legend is a total of nine, this volume is fourfold, and the last five are lost......"

After reading the introduction on the sign, Chu Chen was a little stunned for a while.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, "I didn't expect that there is a heaven-level martial art here, even if it is just a fragment, but it is something that ordinary people dare not think of." ”

Putting down the sign, Chu Chen could almost be sure that Zhou Haoran's cultivation was Haoran righteousness, otherwise, the aura on his body would not be exactly the same as what was said above.

What really excites Chu Chen is that maybe because this is all fragments, or maybe because the sect treats true geniuses with special favor, the things here don't need any sect contributions.

To put it simply, if you're good enough, you can learn everything here for free.

Chu Chen naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity, heaven-level martial arts, even if they were just fragments, they were not something that ordinary people could access. If you really want to exchange it for tribute, I'm afraid the sea will go.

There are not many stones, there are only five in total, and there is still plenty of time left, Chu Chen plans to take a look at it.

Walked in front of the second stone, picked up the sign and looked at it, "Moyu Bingqing, Heaven-level Palm Technique, Fragment, the fourteenth generation of the sect master traveled and brought back, the legend is a total of nine times, this volume is fourfold, and the last five are lost......"

The third stone, "Three thousand weak water, heaven-level swordsmanship, divided into two volumes of weak water and Biyan, this volume of weak water ......"

The fourth stone, "Nine Heavenly Thunder, Heaven-level Fist Technique, Fragment, brought back by the thirty-fifth generation disciple Lei Ao, the details are unknown, this volume is fourfold!" ”

After reading it at a glance, Chu Chen was shocked on the spot, and the brand in his hand fell to the ground with a "pop".

Lei Ao, who is actually the prince of the Kaijiang Dynasty and the first Lei Ao of the Lei Xiao Palace, actually brought back a fragment of the heaven-level fist technique!

"Is it really a fragment that he gets?" For a long time, Chu Chen silently picked up the sign and put it back, and walked towards the last stone with a heavy heart.

"The thirty-fifth generation disciple Jun Ling obtained it from a certain secret realm, the details are unknown!" After reading it, Chu Chen's heart shook violently, and he stood on the spot again.

"Unknown? What do you mean? Even heaven-level martial arts can be screened, could it be that what is recorded on this stone is stronger than heaven-level martial arts? Also, who is Junling? She is also a thirty-fifth generation disciple, and she ...... with Lei Ao"