Chapter Eighty-Five: The Pavilion of the Scriptures
"Senior, this matter is against morality, and the kid will forgive him! If the seniors need martial arts classics, the kid happens to have two secret books of divine skills that can be offered: one is Jiuyang Divine Skill, and the other is called Inner Family Fist. These two are the kid's housekeeping skills, if the seniors don't dislike it, please laugh at it. After Guo Kun finished speaking, he took out two thread-bound books from his arms and presented them with both hands.
Lin Yu took it quietly, glanced down at the content and threw it back with a smile, and said coldly: "Boy, do you think my Tomb Sect will lack this basic martial arts?" You are limited to taking the innate skills and true swordsmanship within today, and you will bear the consequences if you overdue! ”
Lin Yu grabbed Li Mochou's wrist and dragged the weak Li Mochou back to the ancient tomb, leaving Guo Kun and Mu Nianci standing there in a daze.
In front of the thatched hut behind the ancient tomb, Guo Kun looked at the lake in front of him, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with dazzling light: "For her, I can do anything!" What if you are the enemy of the world? Nianci, you wait here for a while, and I'll go back when I go. ”
"Ah Kun, you have to be careful, I will support you no matter what you do!" With Mu Nianci's character, she will definitely not be able to do anything that damages the reputation of the Quanzhen Sect, but at this time, she is unswervingly on Guo Kun's side, which shows her infatuation with Guo Kun.
"Well, I know. Be careful alone, I'll be right back. Nodding heavily, Guo Kun turned around and threw out his full strength for the first time, leaving a cyan shadow in Mu Nianci's eyes, and after several ups and downs, he turned over the mountain and disappeared.
In front of Chongyang Palace, the tension that had just been lifted recently spread again, permeating the hearts of all the people in the Quanzhen Sect, and the dull atmosphere was like a black cloud pressing down on the city, making the little Taoist priests who had a slightly lower cultivation feel dizzy and weak.
"Guo Shaoxia, I don't know what happened when I went and returned?" Ma Yu and his entourage of seven people had already set up the Tiangang Beidou Array at this time, surrounding Guo Kun in the heart of the camp. Several other people also stared at Guo Kun with resentful eyes, eager to break his body into thousands of pieces, among which Wang Chuyi and Sun Buer had the strongest hatred for Guo Kun.
"The juniors are here to ask for something, and they also ask a few seniors to agree, and the juniors are grateful." Guo Kunji bowed first, pious.
"Guo Shaoxia's miraculous skills are world-shattering, majestic in the world, Guo Shaoxia can't do anything, and our Quanzhen Sect can't help it." As soon as Guo Kun's words fell, Sun Fuji couldn't wait to refuse. For her, being able to combat Guo Kun's arrogance at this moment is more important than anything else.
"Forgive me for not being able to do anything, Guo Shaoxia, please go back." Wang Chu was not slow, and then he spoke.
"Senior, I haven't heard what the younger generation is here for, so I refused, and if I say it, I'm not afraid of ruining the chivalrous name of the seven sons of Quanzhen?" Guo Kun was already in a low mood, and when he was ridiculed like this at this time, he naturally would not be polite when he spoke. In the end, it was still the strength that caused the trouble, and he Guo Kun never thought that it could be resolved peacefully.
"If you can't help, you can't help, Guo Shaoxia, please go back!" Sun Buer did not let go, did not give an inch, and deliberately wanted to embarrass Guo Kun.
"Hey, junior sister, shut up." Ma Yu is the head of the Quanzhen Sect in the end, and refusing to put it on the rivers and lakes without asking the reason is really damaging to the chivalrous reputation of the Quanzhen Sect: "Guo Shaoxia might as well come and see, if I can help, I will naturally do my best." ”
At that moment, Guo Kun briefly said what Lin Yu had made difficult for him and Li Mochou, and finally said: "Therefore, the younger generation has the courage to exchange "Jiuyang Divine Skill" and "Inner Family Fist Method" for your "Innate Skill" and "Quanzhen Sword Technique", and invite seven seniors to fulfill the younger generation. ”
"Oh, oh, it turned out to be for a lover, it's really touching." Sun Buer jumped out again and shouted screamingly: "You shameless brute, if you want to steal the divine classics of my Quanzhen Sect, just say it, why do you need to do something unwarranted as an excuse?" Don't say that I will lend me the Divine Skill Classics, even if it is an introductory swordsmanship, I will not lend it to you. ”
"Senior sister, shut up!" At this moment, everyone except the king's place unanimously opened their mouths to stop. Sun Buer's words and deeds have greatly damaged the image of the Quanzhen Sect, although their image is not even a scum in Guo Kun's eyes.
"Guo Shaoxia, we can't teach martial arts, please ask Shaoxia to ask for another master." Ma Yu shook the dust and opened his mouth to refuse.
Such a result was expected by Guo Kun, but he wishfully wanted to solve it peacefully. At this moment, Guo Kun naturally will not be polite.
"In this case, then the boy will be forgiven!" Guo Kun let out a loud sigh, and the strength of his whole body was like boiling water roaring in a pot. "Woo, woo, woo, woo!" What is hidden under the bleak emphasis is the endless charm attack, this is the "Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar" that he has seen in the ancient tomb, and it is unfolded at this moment, which really makes people have a deep hellish shade, just look at the Quanzhen Seven Sons and others have to join hands to resist together, and you can see the power in it.
In front of Chongyang Palace, the seven sons of Quan Zhen sat cross-legged on the ground, holding Yuan Shouyi desperately to resist Guo Kun's sonic attack, and the beads of sweat on his forehead soaked the clothes on his body like rain. The Jiuyang Divine Skill in Guo Kun's body broke out in an all-round way, and the internal force was divided into nine layers of waves and gushed out. The true qi of the inner family is like a logistics force at the moment, and wherever it is not connected, it will appear wherever it is, so that the slightest flaw that is slightly exposed will disappear invisibly in an instant.
"Hmph, woo~woo~woowoo~" Guo Kun was furious, he still didn't win the Quanzhen Seven Sons after such a long time of incense, if he continued to consume it like this, even he Guo Kun would not be able to bear it. Although he has infinite strength, if he doesn't have internal strength, his strength will be greatly reduced. In that case, in the face of thousands of Quanzhen Sect disciples, Guo Kunke would be in danger.
Perhaps, Guo Kun's madness was the last straw that overwhelmed the camel, the seven sons of Quanzhen collapsed to the ground with blood in their mouths, and the seven of them all felt paralyzed and weak, their ears buzzed like thousands of bells and drums were ringing in unison, and a big stone seemed to be pressed in their chests, which was unbearable. After vomiting blood, it was much lessened, but it was already ready to be killed.
Glancing at a few people, Guo Kun didn't make any stops, and the luck drunken immortal walked a few ups and downs to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Quanzhen Sect. Along the way, with superhuman skills, he effortlessly came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. rushed to the top floor in three or two steps, and the layers of bookshelves made Guo Kun not know where to start for a while.
"There must be a secret room or something, where can I find the damn one?" Guo Kun's time is limited, and it has been half a day since he came here, and if he delays any longer, he won't be able to see Lin Yu in front of the ancient tomb before dark.
Guo Kun's eyes kept scanning around, and his hands didn't stop. "Most of the ancient secret chambers and the like are in the mezzanine, which can be found by sound. In addition, this place where the scriptures are hidden is definitely an important place for the Quanzhen Sect, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to enter it, and some traces may be able to find it. Guo Kun was groping like this, and the Quanzhen disciples downstairs surrounded this place three times inside and three times outside, but no one dared to come in.
"Well, this lampstand is weird." Guo Kun looked at this bare lamp stand, first of all, this position by the window is not suitable for installing a light stand at all, and secondly, it is also the only light stand that can be wiped clean. "Apparently this lampstand is often touched, it must be here!" Guo Kun was excited, and hurriedly knocked on the wall with his hand, and sure enough, there was an empty sound.
"Ha, yes, this is it!" Guo Kun excitedly held the lampstand and turned to the left without moving, but he was still indifferent to the right. After thinking about it, Guo Kun tried to pull it out, but the lampstand was still as steady as a rock. Guo Kun was furious, and shouted in his mouth: "In this case, Lao Tzu has destroyed this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" ”
Looking at the Condor Shooting, Guo Kun found that Guo Jing used the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending to hit the wall more useful than using it to attack the enemy. So, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, put on a posture and saw Long Zaitian hit the wall hard, shaking the dust on the roof and falling on the Quanzhen Sect disciples downstairs like rain, and everyone became a gray man, and the real Chongyang ** looked embarrassed and decadent.
However, that wall was undamaged!
"Ah, die!" Guo Kun was completely angry, he was like a madman who had lost his mind, unconscious and wanted to destroy everything, and the lampstand in front of him was the culprit of all this! "Boom!" Guo Kun's fist slammed the lamp stand into the wall, making a sound like piercing the broken Ge cloth.
"Ge, Ge, Ge, Ge" A whirling sound sounded, calming Guo Kun's angry nerves. As the sound of the machine bracket sounded, the wall in front of Guo Kun slowly turned a little crack, and the sound of the machine bracket did not stop until the door of the secret room was completely opened.
What catches the eye is a small table, surrounded on all sides by four stools, apparently intended for those who read books. There was only one oilcloth bag on the table, but it was piled twenty or thirty centimeters high. Guo Kun stepped forward with a stride, stretched out his hand to open the cloth bag, and four big characters broke into his eyes - "Three Flowers Gathering at the Top".
I didn't look at it, put aside this martial arts book that people in the martial arts couldn't ask for, and looked down at the next one, but it was still not what Guo Kun wanted. Flipping down one by one, Guo Kun found that "Quanzhen Swordsmanship" was followed by "Innate Skill" above the penultimate book.
"I don't know if Wang Chongyang did it on purpose, or if his group of useless apprentices put it indiscriminately?" Guo Kun felt in his eyes that the martial arts in front of him were more famous than the Quanzhen Swordsmanship, and it was said that the basic "Quanzhen Swordsmanship" should be placed in the first place, but at this time, it was placed in the penultimate place.
The reverence of the seven sons of Quanzhen for Wang Chongyang is simply like a god, and the books placed by Wang Chongyang, even if his apprentices read them, will put them away one by one. As for why "Quanzhen Sword Technique" is ranked second, it may be related to Wang Chongyang's realm. Thinking about it, he had already reached the realm of returning to the basics at that time, and in his eyes, the basic swordsmanship like "Quanzhen Swordsmanship" was the best, right?