This is not the first time that Han Yue has been abnormal.

At the entrance of the cave where Chaolu was retreating, Han Yue experienced such a thing.

He glanced at Gu Zhihuan with some panic.

Obviously it was such a close distance, but Gu Zhihuan's expression seemed to be hidden through the clouds, and he couldn't see it clearly.

Han Yue instinctively sensed that this was not a good thing.

He was even afraid that Gu Zhihuan would find out that something was wrong.

Swallowing his saliva, Han Yue was not very skillful in concealing it: "A little distracted." ”

"I guess I'm overjoyed." Song Yufeng joked: "This sword is also strange enough, it is actually hidden so deeply. ”

Han Yue looked away uncomfortably and looked at the desktop: "...... Well. ”

Wu Xian thoughtfully withdrew his gaze that fell on Han Yue.

He brought the short blade in front of him and narrowed his eyes: "This thing is called Evil Spirit, a high-grade spiritual weapon, speaking of which, it has a lot of relationship with the Cangming Sect. ”

Song Yufeng sneered: "How do you know? ”

"The cultivators once had a fierce battle with the Demon Realm." Wu Xian said loudly: "Lingyun, the head of the Cangming faction, also led his disciples to participate in it, and the weapon in Lingyun's hand at that time was to punish evil spirits. ”

"Your story is outrageous." Song Yufeng's legs were crossed together, dangling restlessly: "In the memory of our sect, there is no such thing at all. Although there was a passage to the Demon Realm in the back mountain of the Cangming Sect, the Cangming Sect itself did not participate in that war. ”

After a pause, Song Yufeng added confidently: "Besides, I have looked through the list of heads of previous dynasties, and there is no such person as Lingyun. ”

Han Yue said coldly: "You are so familiar with the list of the head of the family?" ”

You know, Song Yufeng hasn't memorized the door rules until now, and he may need to go to the book immediately to draw a talisman.

Song Yufeng said proudly: "Of course, I'm digging these people's graves—"

Song Yufeng's voice stopped abruptly.

Gu Zhihuan calmly fiddled with the evil spirit that Wu Xian put on the table.

Her cultivation was the highest among the three members of the Cangming Sect.

Therefore, unlike Han Yue and Song Yufeng, Gu Zhihuan was able to feel a trace of extremely uncomfortable aura on the punishment of evil.

This feeling is like the demonic energy she came into contact with in the back mountain.

At that time, Han Yue was at the gate of the back mountain, and a similar situation occurred.

Gu Zhihuan's brows furrowed inadvertently.

I couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Wu Xian shrugged his shoulders noncommittally: "I'm sleepy, go out with me." ”

Song Yufeng's eyes widened: "Shouldn't you rest when you're sleepy?" ”

"When I'm sleepy, I like to wander around." Wu Xian said seriously.

"You can let me go." Song Yufeng couldn't wait to bang his head against the wall: "If you turn well, forget it, and force me to turn around with the sword, you are not tired, I am so tired that I want to die." ”

Wu Xian glanced sideways at him: "With your strength, you can't beat others, if you can't run anymore, what's the use." ”

Song Yufeng was furious: "Senior sister, he despises me. ”

"It should." Gu Zhihuan said.

"He despises us Cangming." Song Yufeng tried to increase the hatred.

Wu Xian smiled and said, "I'm just targeting Yufeng. ”

Song Yufeng grabbed the table with a blank eye, unwilling to go out with Wu Xian.

Chaolu has never been so strict with him.

Gu Zhihuan held the evil spirit, and slapped the back of the knife on Song Yufeng's hand: "Follow along." ”

Song Yufeng was in pain and retracted his hand.

Wu Xian grabbed him by the neck and grabbed him out.

Han Yue looked at the direction in which the two of them disappeared, and stopped talking.

"What do you want to ask?" Gu Zhihuan took the initiative to speak.

Han Yue's Adam's apple moved.

His palm rested on the black belt, and he unconsciously tied the belt into a dead knot: "This time down the mountain...... Dangerous? ”

first accompanied himself to Pingyao Town to buy weapons, and then let Wu Xian take Song Yufeng out.

Han Yue felt uneasy about the Great Hanging Realm.

Even Gu Zhihuan's expression was always very relaxed.

"Hmm." Gu Zhihuan held the evil in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and did not give the evil to Han Yue: "You can use my peach wood sword to practice the sword for the time being, and I will give it to you after I deal with the evil in the past two days." ”

"Okay." Han Yue did not refuse.

Gu Zhihuan smiled and rubbed Han Yue's head.

The woody fragrance on his face made Han Yue's eyes soften.

Coming out of the Unknown Hall, Gu Zhihuan did not go back to the room immediately, but went to the Library Pavilion.

There are few people in the Cangming faction, but there are many books.

Chaolu didn't pay much attention to these collections, and Gu Zhihuan and the three inner disciples all had the right to enter and leave the library freely.

When Gu Zhihuan was young, he was immersed in the library almost every day, and after he got a general idea of the world, he rarely went to the library pavilion.

What is strange is that the Cangming Sect, as a sect of cultivation, does not have any cultivation exercises in the library pavilion, but some notes and portraits.

It's emptier than those swaggering sects on the rivers and lakes.

Gu Zhihuan, the spells they are practicing now are all handed down from Chaolu.

Chaolu told them that the Cangming faction had always cultivated humanity and sought a state of mind.

Counting it carefully, Gu Zhihuan and their places like a cultivator sect are nothing more than the sword, drawing talismans and combining the swordsmanship.

Gu Zhihuan walked outside the library pavilion.

The Library Pavilion looked inconspicuous from a distance, and there was at least one small room in the Unknown Hall, and the Library Pavilion was completely squeezed in through the cracks between two boulders.

The cramped path was squeezed by boulders, and the light of day was not visible.

Gu Zhihuan could vaguely see a row of long and winding stone steps winding down.

On both sides of the stone steps, unknown runes are engraved.

After Gu Zhihuan entered, these runes seemed to sense something and spontaneously lit up.

The milky white light shone on Gu Zhihuan's face, setting off her expression a little coldly.

Gu Zhihuan never doubted that the Cangming Sect was a declining sect.

A master who has nothing to do and has a bit of swagger and deception.

A second junior brother who is greedy for money and cowardly, always trying to calculate others but failing.

Before the change, Gu Zhihuan would not believe that the Cangming faction had hidden any secrets.

Until the appearance of Wu Xian......

For the first time, Gu Zhihuan re-examined the place where he had lived for more than ten years.

The stone steps are long.

Gu Zhihuan walked two sticks of incense before he smelled the faint fragrance of ink.

There was an indescribable dampness in the scent of ink.

The cramped trail is getting tighter and tighter.

Seeing that Gu Zhihuan was about to be caught in the middle, the road ahead suddenly opened up.

A huge stone cave appeared in front of Gu Zhihuan.

The cave is surrounded by runes.

Rows of bookshelves are lined with books of all sizes, with a huge volume.

Gu Zhihuan didn't even glance at these books, and continued down the stone steps at the end of the stone cave.

She had already looked through all the books on this level, and she didn't notice anything wrong.

If the Cangming Sect really has a secret, it must be hidden at the bottom......

Gu Zhihuan pursed his lips, and in a trance, he remembered the scene when he was seven years old and inadvertently broke into the bottom floor of the library pavilion.