Chapter 11: Powerful Arts
Disciple... Disciple... Knowing that I was wrong..... Wrong! Please, don't... Don't drive me away! ”
As soon as Yue Xiaohuan heard the uncle in black say that she wanted to send herself back, of course she struggled to resist, while showing her teeth and claws in the air, while pitifully admitting her mistake. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Know it's wrong? Okay, then go with me to find Yuanqing and get my good baby back! ”
"Your darling? Yes, isn't it...... Huh? ”
Yue Xiaohuan saw that the black-clothed uncle was angry, for fear that he would be excited to do something terrible again, so he immediately took out the jade plate in his arms. The black-clothed uncle's eyes suddenly lit up, and he snatched it away,
"Huh? That old guy really gave you Nan Xuanyu? ”
Yue Xiaohuan nodded obediently, it turned out that this thing was called Nan Xuanyu, but right now, this black-clothed uncle seems to be very precious to this thing, it seems that the good things he just got have to be handed over in a blink of an eye.
And at this time, the baby was lost and recovered, the black-clothed uncle couldn't cover his thick smile with a beard, he was rubbing the jade card in his hand, and his face suddenly changed.
Damn, just a few days after he left, Nan Xuanyu actually recognized the master!
This Nan Xuanyu was originally a nameless broken jade that he had accidentally obtained, remembering many years ago, when he passed by the top of Nan Han and felt a powerful aura fluctuation, so he went to check it out, but when he reached Nan Han, he only found this extremely small fragment, surrounded by violent spiritual power elements, and an immortal mark left after breaking through the void.
At that time, he immediately realized that this jade piece was probably a fragment left after the destruction of a certain immortal weapon! For hundreds of years, there have been only a handful of immortal weapons in this world, but judging from the breath on this fragment, the grade of the original immortal artifact of this fragment is ridiculously high, but it is not any of the immortal weapons on the Longzhou immortal list! Since then, he has traveled everywhere with this fragment, wanting to use the breath above as a guide to find other fragments of the immortal weapon, but in the past many years have been unsuccessful, and finally he was invited to this Tianling Mountain to repair the formation for this Lingshan Library, he stayed on this Tianling Mountain when he had nothing to do, and also built this fragment into the Nan Xuanyu in his hand, so as to drive thousands of books through people's hearts, so that people who come to watch books can quickly find the books they want to read, but he treats things as treasures, not for this ability, just because the residual immortal breath on it is too tempting, He never gave up the idea of using this fragment to find other fragments and restore the immortal artifact.
"This Nan Xuanyu was made by myself, although it is a good spiritual weapon, but there is still a trace of soul remnant on the broken jade, so that this jade has not recognized the owner for a hundred years, I was still waiting for the remnant soul on it to disperse to inject soul power, but now it is taken advantage of by you, a little girl!"
The black-clothed uncle seemed to be furious, staring at Yue Xiaohuan with wide eyes,
"Tell me, who are you?"
"The disciple's name is Yue...... Xiao Huan.... Yes, it's this year...... Enter Tianling Mountain...... of the outer disciples. ”
Yue Xiaohuan lay on the ground with a frightened face and said, what do you recognize? The conscience of heaven and earth, I have never done anything to this jade card, and besides, this Nan Xuanyu is not a hanging artifact, but it is just an advanced book search engine, can the black-clothed uncle in front of him be such a treasure? Well, but for a librarian, this thing is really a treasure.
Yue Xiaohuan nervously waited for the black-faced uncle to get angry, but what she was waiting for was a soft sigh from the person in front of her.
"Hey, I was calculated by the dead old man, that's it, Yue Xiaohuan, right? Since Nan Xuanyu recognized you, this jade card can only be used by you in the future, and you are naturally the only one who takes care of the books in this building. ”
"I... I'm coco... to stay in ....... Is it here? ”
"Nonsense, is it possible that I need to take books and put them in place for those little disciples?"
"Yes, yes, you..... That's right! ”
"Don't be you, your name, my name is Fu Xingyun! You just call me a fushi! ”
"Yes, yes, disciple...... Disciple... See... I've seen Fu Shi! ”
Yue Xiaohuan saw that her position as librarian No. 2 was finally recognized, and she immediately excitedly worshiped this big boss.
Wait, Fu Xingyun? This name is so familiar, where have you seen it!
Yue Xiaohuan tilted her head and recalled carefully, and suddenly paragraphs of text came to mind.
"Fu Xingyun? Fu Shi is ...... Powerful Fushan...... The volcanic clouds! ”
The four words of Fushan came into his ears, which made Fu Xingyun slightly stunned, is it a powerful Fushan? He had been on this Heavenly Spirit Mountain for too long, and he couldn't remember how long he hadn't heard this name.
Thinking of this, Fu Xingyun stretched out his hand again and lifted Yue Xiaohuan up.
"How do you know? Say, are you the one sent by Fushan! ”
"No... Not really! Yes, yes...... It's written in the book! ”
Yue Xiaohuan hurriedly defended, and her heart moved, and Nan Xuanyu was suspended in the air, and then flew out and appeared in front of the two of them with a book in a blink of an eye.
"Fushan Strange Stories?"
Fu Xingyun picked up the book in front of him, read out the title of the book in confusion, he turned the book again, the hand of the pages was extremely rough, and the handwriting was sloppy, this was clearly a hand-copied miscellaneous book in the mortal world, and it couldn't even be called a book.
I can't imagine that there are such rotten things on this dignified Tianling Mountain, and they can be filled in the Shuyi Building?
"Fu Shi...... Look at the ...... Fifty-seven pages. ”
Yue Xiaohuan said cautiously, Fu Xingyun also flipped through the book in disbelief, and when he reached the fifty-seventh page, he saw a paragraph of text that immediately caught his attention.
"At the foot of Fushan Mountain in Longzhou, there are many monsters, harming countless people, and I heard that there is a mysterious fairy gate on the mountain, which is for the magic gate, and is good at arranging the formation as a spirit rune, and the fairy law is boundless to prohibit the way of demons. Then there were ordinary people who went to Fushan to seek immortal peace, but hundreds of people went to no avail, all because of the strange formation of the mountain gate, and no one found the trace of the fairy gate. The rebellion of the spirit is not peaceful for a while, the people of Fushan are miserable, there will be a day when the wind of heaven and earth is made, the thunderclouds on the mountain are dense, only to see a person stepping on the wind and rising, and the thunder of the sky, the world thinks that the immortal was born, kneeling and worshiping, and then raising his head, the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed, the immortal landed, it was for a young man's appearance, the young man saw that the people under the mountain were disturbed by the spirit, got up and made a while, entered the village, the spirit was all driven out, the mountain people were grateful, and then worshiped this young man as the first disciple of the Fushan Lishu Gate, named Fuxingyun. Since then, the mountain people who have been protected by the formation have been comprehensive for a hundred years, and the mountain people have seen this wonderful method, so they respect Fu Xingyun as the god of the guardian of many villages, and offer it to the ancestral hall to be worshiped for generations. ”
"In this book...... Write... is...... You, right? ”
Yue Xiaohuan clicked on the words in the book and asked tentatively, if the person in front of him is really as described in this book, then his cultivation has already reached the stage of transforming into a god to survive the thunder tribulation! Besides, Fu Xingyun written in this book is still a teenager? Looking at the uncle who has experienced the vicissitudes of life in front of him, from this, I am afraid that the cultivation of this Fu Xingyun is unimaginable now!
Yue Xiaohuan couldn't help but shake the corners of her mouth, the requirements for the position of librarian on Tianling Mountain are really high!