Obviously, the many books here are probably the only way for the white-clad swordsman to pass the time in his life.

Yi Yun noticed that in a jar of wine at the hem of the stone wall, there was a 'forgetting' that just appeared in the rivers and lakes ten years ago, which was a famous wine that appeared in the rivers and lakes after the completion of the Beijing Forgotten Wine Workshop ten years ago, which has a unique style. In other words, people come here regularly, people who deliver things to this white-clothed swordsman.

But in such a place, a person has been alone for hundreds of years, and such perseverance and persistence make people have to be surprised.

White Swordsman......

Yi Yun still can't think of the impression of such a character in her memory in Jianghulu, but there are many such people in the rivers and lakes, who have disappeared from the sight of the rivers and lakes for various reasons before they became famous. Yi Yun has encountered many such masters.

The mysterious runes flashing on the statue of the old Taoist man I don't know are probably the mystery of Taishang's forgetfulness, but Yi Yun can't understand it.

In this underground hall, there is nothing else that attracts attention.

Where is the value of guarding such a place?

"If you're here for fun, there's nothing worth looking into here." The white-clothed swordsman's eyes flowing with hazy white light quietly watched Yi Yun who broke in, and when he finished saying this, his gaze fell to the statue that emitted white light and flashed mysterious runes. "Can you read the runes on it?"

"I can't." Yi Yun's expression was indifferent, and he stepped under the statue, this distance, the danger between him and the white-clothed swordsman has become, even if there is no murderous effect, this is also the effective shooting distance of the speed extreme flow master, but the white-clothed swordsman does not seem to be particularly vigilant at all. "Then you'll never understand." After he finished speaking, he turned to Yiyun, looked at him quietly and asked, "You won't leave right away after satisfying your curiosity?" ”

A smile appeared on Yi Yun's face, and he slowly pulled out the Beiluo Zixiao Sword.

The white-clothed swordsman was not surprised at all by Yi Yun's actions. "It seems. You are a member of the Justice League, not long ago the person with mysterious martial arts explored here, the Justice League will come sooner or later, I hope you are not, but unfortunately it backfired. "He's a guardian, and if it's someone who inadvertently intrudes with curiosity, of course he'll leave after satisfying his curiosity, and if he's still unwilling to leave, there's only one way to do it - draw his sword.

Yi Yun did not answer, but directly drew his sword.

"The Sword of the Legend of Justice. You really shouldn't have come, and if I had another person, I wouldn't have to kill him. The light in the eyes of the white-clothed swordsman obviously became colder, because of this unsheathed sword, there are many weapons in the rivers and lakes that look like the Beiluo Zixiao Sword, and there are also many weapons that are purely decorative, but the sword body is flowing, and the sword blade that belongs to the characteristics of the supreme level of heaven and earth is paired with such a sword, which is enough to explain the identity of the user. A long sword like snow. Slowly unsheathed, this is a sword, ranked forty-seventh on the Jianghu Sword Record, called Shengxue. "Because you don't deserve the purple shirt."

"It's a pity that it's a good sword." Yi Yun stared at the unsheathed sword. I don't know if I'm talking about people or swords. From the past to the present, from time to time, there will be people who are obsessed with purple shirts to challenge him, and some people pretend to be ordinary disciples. waited for a long time in Zixiao Mountain, until Yiyun jumped out when he passed by and drew his sword. It's pretty much the same. To sum it up, there is only one sentence, except for the person himself, no one is worthy of Yew. Yi Yun has long been accustomed to this kind of wishful thinking. "What did you get in exchange for hundreds of years."

"Sincerity." The white-clothed swordsman's mood did not fluctuate abnormally because of this sentence, and it was obvious that this was a person with a very high artistic conception cultivation and a very stable state of mind. "I just want to tell Purple Shirt that I'm always here, anytime, when she one day thinks I'm the most suitable person, I'm here. In life, you always need to see all the scenery to know where the scenery you are most willing to stay is. Especially for a perfect woman like a purple shirt, there are inevitably many scenery waiting for her to enjoy and stay in her life. It's a pity that your purple shirt of scenery stays too long, and it's not worth it. Because around you is a blood-painted hell. ”

Yi Yun looked at the white-clothed swordsman with an unknown surname indifferently, and did not answer, he listened too much to such words, and he was not even interested in answering. He was just observing this opponent, the opponent was very calm, and he still didn't urge the internal strength at the moment, because of this, Yi Yun couldn't know what type of person the opponent was through phantom detection.

This underground hall is worth guarding for hundreds of years, and if it is because the secret cannot be known to others, it does not seem to be enough to be a reason.

"I heard your sword is fast."

Yi Yun still didn't answer, he had heard too much about this question, and there were too many opponents in past history who liked to ask this question. In fact, it is a nonsense, draw the sword, and there is an answer. "I've seen a lot of people who are isolated from the world and think they're above everyone else, and I hope you're not one of them."

"My sword is very slow, so, fast sword please-" The white-clothed swordsman held the sword, the long sword was placed diagonally on his side, the scabbard was in his left hand, the material of the scabbard was also very special, very tough, and the masters with certain actual combat experience in the rivers and lakes attached great importance to the scabbard, because it could be turned into a stick, or it could be turned into a shield to block the enemy's weapons.

There is no master in the rivers and lakes who shoots very slowly, fast and slow is only a relative, even if it is Rong'er's fist, it is still very fast compared to the normal level in the rivers and lakes.

It's like Yi Yun's strength and roots are very weak compared to Rong'er, but in the rivers and lakes, his strength is not low-level.

A person who says that his sword is fast has some reasons for his self-confidence, and a person who says that his sword is slow......

Beiluo Zixiao sword was put into the sheath, Yiyun did not take the initiative to take out the sword, but put away the sword, walked to the stone wall, and casually browsed the books neatly placed in the stone cave dug on the stone wall. "A sword that's too slow doesn't threaten."

The white-clothed swordsman looked at Yi Yun's leisurely posture of suddenly putting his sword into the sheath as if there was no one on her side, and smiled. "I've heard you're very patient."

"Not bad." Yi Yun looked at the names of those books by herself, they were all placed in different categories, from architecture, gardens, treasure identification, sword casting, fishing and other specialized knowledge books, to various martial arts books, including the martial arts cheats of those sects that had perished before the opening of the Three Realms, there are everything, if this is the library of purple shirts, Yi Yun will believe it. There are not many places in the rivers and lakes that have more complete books than here. The white-clothed swordsman still hadn't revealed his details, and Yi Yun could have struck first, because one of the facts he could be sure of was that the white-clothed swordsman was not cultivating murderous energy, and there was no doubt that there was a disadvantage in the face of him without murderous energy effects.

But the more the white-clothed swordsman tried his best to hide and was unwilling to take the lead, the more Yi Yun wanted to force him to strike first, and the more a person insisted on hiding, the more terrible the things hidden behind him became, especially a strange opponent with no information at all.

Yi Yun didn't care about waiting, because he came here to investigate the truth of this underground hall, and there were always some books here that could tell him the answer.

If the white-clothed swordsman is just to prove himself, he can choose to do other things for Bai, such as staying by his side as a right-hand man, so that there will be more opportunities to see her, and he chooses to be a guardian here alone, and it is rare to have a chance to see the purple shirt. This is clearly counterintuitive. Unless, this hall is more important than the white-clothed swordsman helping Bai to do something else.

Well, the thing makes sense, and this important reason must have a lot to do with white.

Can the swordsman in white wait forever?

Yi Yun believed that when he found the book that would tell him the secrets of the Great Hall, the white-clothed swordsman would not be able to wait any longer.

Yi Yun didn't look through every book, because it would be a waste of energy, and more importantly, it would be distracting, so he swept all the books in the vacuum bag.

The white-clothed swordsman held the sword, quietly watching Yi Yun constantly sweep the books on the stone wall, he still didn't make a move, a person who can protect this place for hundreds of years, his patience is undoubtedly beyond the limits of ordinary humans. Such a person, unless there is a reason to do so, should have better patience than others. "Hopefully you've brought enough vacuum bags."

"If a hundred isn't enough for the books here, you win." Yiyun responded indifferently, and continued to sweep the books on the stone wall without hurrying. Yi Yun didn't know what was here, so he prepared a hundred vacuum bags, believing that even if he hid a city here, he could put it back in the right size.

Yi Yun walked in front of the stone wall, constantly, waving his hand, and the strong wind swept all the books on the stone wall into his vacuum bag.

The consciousness of the white-clothed swordsman closely followed his movements, and Yiyun's consciousness was also tightly locked in the white-clothed swordsman.

A battle that should have begun, but because of this, it became another, a contest......

"He found out." In the main hall of Wudang Mountain, Bai opened his mouth coldly.

Bucun was slightly stunned, she knew the secret of the main hall of Zhulin Island. Not long ago, when Bai said that someone suspected of being the Justice League's mysterious investigation team appeared on Bamboo Forest Island, Bucun was worried that the Justice League would continue to investigate the underground hall. "It's not impossible for him to crack the Book of Love, except for people who are destined, no one can crack the secret of the Book of Love."

"There is no difference in the results." White's cold words made Bucun slightly stunned, and then he understood, with Yiyun's suspicious character, since he found it, he would inevitably realize that there was an extraordinary secret hidden there. What will Yiyun do, what will he do? What he did would probably be no different from the result of cracking the secret of the Book of Forgetfulness. (To be continued......)