Chapter 393: Jing Pavilion

"The real man has no other orders." The keeper answered the question.

Yanli knew that she couldn't ask anything from his mouth, so she had to silently pray for her brother in her heart, turned around and left.

"The night wind on the mountain is cold, and there may be poisonous insects and beasts or something, so the county lord should go back to his room and sleep early." The keeper said in the back.

Yanli knew that he was sarcastic, and he didn't bother to turn back, so he owed a little and left.

When I walked to a stone flat, there was a large pine tree like a cloud cover, and two forks in the road appeared in front of it.

One goes back to the front mountain guest room, and the other leads to the back mountain.

"Yanli, there seems to be a very strong aura over there, if you cultivate there, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

Yanli heard someone whispering in her ear, thinking that it was another ghost and scared her, and she was about to take out the evil umbrella, when she looked back, it turned out to be Ling Weihan who flew out of the Wind Treasure Book and floated beside her.

"That's right, that's right, that spiritual power is so strong. The truth goes and sees. Qian Qing also ran out.

Yanli was surprised: "Why did you all run out?" ”

Ling Weihan said: "You just let us parasitize in the Wind Treasure Book, and it's not a seal, of course you can come out if you want to." It's not the black-faced fish monster and the Earth Flower Demon Mother, they're sealed inside. ”

Yanli scratched his head: "That's it, I've been confused, and I don't know much about how to use this Wind Treasure Treasure, you live in it and help me explore more." ”

"Got it." Ling Weihan said, "This place is really a treasure of feng shui, as soon as I arrived here, I felt full of spiritual power, and I couldn't help but want to come out and take a look." ”

"Me too, I feel like I'm much stronger." "I can't help but want to sing a song." ”

"Don't sing!" Yanli hurriedly said, "If those old-fashioned Taoist priests find out that I take you with me, I don't know what will happen!" ”

"Yes......" Qing covered her mouth in fright.

"Some Taoist Heavenly Masters are indeed ghost hunters." Ling Wei said coldly, "But I haven't heard of the Heavenly Master of Yuxu Mountain. ”

Yanli looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, he hurriedly said: "You better go back first, if you want to see, I will find a chance to take you to the stargazing platform, but not now, it will be miserable to be discovered!" ”

Ling Weihan and Qian Qing glanced at each other: "Okay, let's go back first." ”

Two lights flashed, and they disappeared.

Yanli patted his chest and sighed. It's not that she doesn't want to go to the stargazing platform of that magical cultivation holy land to find out, but when she thinks that her brother is still healing herself, she is really embarrassed to make trouble again. She took two steps forward, trying to go back to the cold, erect room, but she couldn't sleep.

That's right! Why don't you go to the Jing Pavilion and have a look!

Yanli searched in the back mountain, and actually found the Jing Pavilion for her. A gray stone palace with the word "Jing Ge" written on a wooden plaque, and an oil lamp lit in the stone lantern next to the gate.

Yanli gently pushed the door in, and it was empty, only rows of bookshelves neatly arranged. She groped in line of rows, there are three categories of heaven, earth, and people, each with its own volume, countless strange books, many unheard of, and many of them can't be understood, especially when it comes to heaven and earth, it is more mysterious, and the smoke glass is completely sleepy, and when she sees a story about the virtuous emperor, she can't help but think of the dream of the firebird and the human emperor that she did. I also saw that after the death of Emperor Xian, he left a bag of rice, and the firebird sprinkled the rice on the ground and turned it into various crops to teach the poor to plant, and the bag containing rice became a magic weapon, called Qiankun bag.