At this moment, it was as if he had suddenly stepped into another time and space, not only changing the scene, but also the sun, moon and stars. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qing Huan's first reaction was that all this must be related to the painting of Qingfang Immortal Venerable, so she was not too flustered, and her second reaction was that Edgeworth took a look at the whole picture of this place, what kind of place it was.

Her heart moved at will, and she pinched out the decision to probe and retrieve things in her hand, but the disciple's sword did not appear in her hand as expected. I was shocked and tried a few times, but there was still no response. Not only that, but there is no longer any spiritual power in her immortal veins, and she has only become like an ordinary person, but it is very different from the situation when she was stolen by Gao Tang Huang and others before, and the spiritual power around her body does not seem to be restrained and suppressed, but disappears out of thin air.

She was a little panicked in her heart, and couldn't help shouting at the mountains, "Is there anyone?" ”

But her voice was soon drowned out in the roar of the waterfall.

Qing Huan was helpless, and observed the surroundings, he was located in the middle of the mountain, so he could only go forward along the mountain road, and only then did he turn around the middle of the peak, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a few fires came into his eyes - there were still people in the mountains.

I thought it was just a grass house in the mountains, but the scale of this house was much larger than she thought, and the fire was shining through the windows, and there were a few fireflies gathered next to the house. Qing Huan knocked on the door but no one answered, stood on tiptoe and shouted a few times outside the window, but no one paid attention to her, looked inside and couldn't see clearly, returned to the main entrance and pushed gently, and the door opened.

Qing Huan cautiously walked in.

There was a warm fire burning in the main hall, and the tables and chairs were spotless, as if the owner had just been away for a moment.

"Anyone?" Qing Huan shouted again, but there was still no response. She could only symbolically say "I'm bothered" and walked to the back of the main hall.

Behind the main hall was a hall that was several times larger, but the center of the hall was empty. On three walls, there are many doors that lead to other rooms. Qing Huan probably counted, the doors on these three walls combined, there was not thirty, at least twenty.

There were still words on the door.

Qing Huan looked at them in turn.

History, national politics, people's livelihood, medicine, hundred instruments, hundred ghosts, demons, yin and yang, five spirits, four uniques, eight sounds, one hundred doors, three gods, ......

She was familiar with most of these terms, but she didn't understand what they meant, and her footsteps continued to move, and suddenly she saw the words "snow in the sky", which appeared on the door in the middle of the north wall. Her footsteps stopped, and then she quickly glanced at the remaining doors-Creation, Origin God, Sealing Heaven, Four Realms, Gods and Demons, Ethereal Demon God, Demon City Thirty-Six, Demon City Seven Generals, Demon World Four Princes......

It's okay at first, but she doesn't know what the rest is. Somehow, a longing rose in her heart, as if what she was looking for was behind that door, Qing Huan did not hesitate at all, and pushed open the door marked with the words "Snow of the Sky".

There was no one in the door, but the fire was still burning on the table. In the room, five bamboo bookshelves stand against the wall, piled with books.

Seeing so many books, Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief, because the scene in this room was so similar to that in the sea of sweat and cows, and she also understood that the labels on the door were to classify the books hidden here. So are all the books in this whole room related to the "Snow of the Sky" person?

His gaze swept slowly.

The first two bookshelves, what is displayed are his life deeds, from the beginning of his youth to show his edge, a sword to pick dozens of masters of the gods and Buddhas, to the last person to block 100,000 demon soldiers with a sword, sword slashing the ethereal demon king, everything is listed in detail one by one, lest the description is not detailed enough;

the third bookshelf is a detailed record of all the people who have crossed paths with him;

The fourth bookshelf, all the way to the top two floors of the fifth bookshelf, recorded the countless battles he experienced in his life.

The two layers of bookshelves in the middle are all kinds of analyses of the techniques he used, Qing Huan felt a little strange at first, and after thinking about it carefully, he finally understood what was wrong - a person can only master three five spirit techniques at most, because the other two are compatible with his own innate spiritual power, which seems to be as simple as one plus one equals two. However, on the bookshelves on these two floors, Qing Huan found a record of the five spirit techniques of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth at the same time. In addition, there are naturally all kinds of tricks that she has never heard of, let alone knows what they are.

The last two shelves are a detailed account of the utensils used in the snow. A set of tea cups and a brush can be entered. Even the "Liushao Sword" he used was listed in a separate volume. Qing Huan flipped it over casually, where did the sword come from in the book, who was the caster, who the sword masters of the past dynasties were, etc., how many demons and evils have been killed in the hands of Tianzhixue, and how many battles have been encountered are recorded in detail one by one, and the speculation and appreciation of this sword by famous swordsmen are also used as an appendix, all of which are attached to the back of the book.

The general records of characters are mostly caught in the torrent of history, and the better ones are included in the category of heroes and written into books independently. So many times, a person is really not as good as a sword. Qing Huan shook his head thinking about it, ordinary as himself, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the value of being taken by a few strokes. But she really just felt it, and just thought about it. It's true that it's plain, as long as she can stay with her relatives and friends, she doesn't feel anything bad.

Qing Huan wrinkled his nose when he thought about it. Those relatives before her amnesia must not want her anymore, so she no longer thinks about who they are and what kind of people they are, and the Gongyi family is her dearest.

Put "Liushao Sword" back in its place, Qing Huan took down the last book on the second shelf, and the few big characters on the cover were extraordinarily vigorous, and it looked very imposing, and it was probably the last battle of the Fengtian Battle - "Demon Twilight".

But as soon as she opened the title page, she was stunned, and dropped the book on the ground with a "pop".

On the title page is a bust of the snow in the sky, and the face-

It was Yunxiao.

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