As soon as the stone door opened, there was a bright light in the door, Wu Zhiyuan was overjoyed, and looked inside the door, only to see that there was a huge stone room inside, and the furnishings inside looked extremely simple. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info he looked at the situation in the stone room, and walked across the threshold and walked in.

There is an offering table in the north position of the stone room, there are only incense candles on the table, and there is no tablet for worship, at this time the incense burner is full of smoke, the incense is vigorous, there is a futon on the ground in front of the offering table, the surface of the futon is smooth, it should be that someone often sits on it and meditates.

On the easternmost side of the stone room, there is a few cases, several cases are made of stone, the shape is unique but the appearance is simple and simple, there is no carving, and a pile of bamboo slips and silk books are placed on several cases. Other than that, there is nothing else in the stone room, it looks very empty, but the inside is spotless and very clean and tidy.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at the stone room, looked at the incense candles on the offering table, and didn't understand why there was no tablet for worship, whether it was the immortal tablet or the spirit of the deceased, the incense candles should be born of something, which was really puzzling.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Zhiyuan walked to the front of several cases on the east side, and he saw piles of bamboo slips and silk books placed on several cases, among which bamboo slips were the majority, and there were only a few silk books, and there was not a single paper book.

Wu Zhiyuan picked up a roll of bamboo slips, gently unfolded it, and found that the text on it was engraved by a small seal, the font was handsome, and the pen skills were extraordinary.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't recognize Xiao Seal, and could only roughly recognize some of the easily recognizable words, so he browsed it roughly and put down the book again.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan's eyes swept inadvertently on the pile of bamboo slips and silk books, and suddenly found that among the few silk books, there were three small seal characters written on the outer edge of a volume.

"Guiyuan Sutra? Could this be the "Guiyuan Sutra"? Wu Zhiyuan was very surprised, and hurriedly unfolded the scroll to look at it, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed at a glance, the words on the silk book were still small seal characters, and he couldn't recognize a few at all.

But this silk book reads "Guiyuan Sutra", which is very likely to be the original of the Maoshan School's "Guiyuan Sutra". The first half of the Maoshan faction's "Guiyuan Zhenjing" has been inadvertently destroyed by Wu Zhiyuan, and if the silk book in front of him is really the original of "Guiyuan Zhenjing", it is of great significance to the Maoshan faction.

With this in mind, Wu Zhiyuan was about to stuff this silk book into his arms.

At this moment, I only heard a scolding voice: "Bold fanatics, thieves do not change their hearts, trespass into private houses, steal silk books!" ”

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly turned around and followed the prestige, only to see a young man standing at the door, the young man was the same age as Wu Zhiyuan, wearing a white robe, with a high bun on his head, fair skin, a handsome face, extremely chic, Wu Zhiyuan had never seen such a handsome man, and now when he saw it, he also had a feeling of excitement.

The young man saw Wu Zhiyuan's face, and saw Wu Zhiyuan stunned when he looked at him, frowned, stretched out his hand to point at Wu Zhiyuan, and said angrily: "Shameless thief, it's really you!" As soon as the words fell, his feet floated and he punched Wu Zhiyuan.

Although the opponent's speed was fast, Wu Zhiyuan had already prepared, and when he saw the fist attacking, he flashed sideways, skillfully dodged the punch, and asked loudly: "This fellow Daoist, stop it, this is a misunderstanding!" ”

"Hugh has to quibble, you put the silk book in your bosom because I saw it with my own eyes, and this time you don't want to escape!" The young man didn't give Wu Zhiyuan a chance to explain, and while scolding, he attacked three times in a row.

Although this young man is agile and light, his speed is not fast in Wu Zhiyuan's opinion, so if he really moves, Wu Zhiyuan thinks that he can completely subdue him, but he broke into this stone room first, and he really wants to stuff the silk book into his arms and take it away, so he knows that he is at a loss, and this is in Huayang Cave, the identity of the owner of this stone room and this young man is unknown, if it is really related to Sanmao Zhenjun, he must have offended the gods, so Wu Zhiyuan did not dare to offend, so he could only keep dodging.

The young man didn't appreciate it, but intensified, pressing step by step, sometimes punching, sometimes changing palms, after a long time, Wu Zhiyuan was a little unbearable, he kept retreating, and kept explaining, but the young man didn't seem to hear Wu Zhiyuan's words at all, and the offensive was even more fierce.

Seeing that every punch and palm of his hand was easily dodged by Wu Zhiyuan, the young man gritted his teeth and slashed at Wu Zhiyuan's right shoulder with a knife.

In fact, he didn't know how many times he used this trick, but every time he couldn't hurt Wu Zhiyuan, Wu Zhiyuan was helpless, and took a step back skillfully, just this step, the other party's palm was split, and his five fingers and Wu Zhiyuan's clothes would only be a piece of paper away, which could be said to be extremely cleverly hidden.

But just as the young man's hand knife was about to slash Wu Zhiyuan's shoulder, a short sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the short sword was an inch long, slashing straight towards Wu Zhiyuan's right shoulder.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't expect this young man to have such a hand at all, he was suddenly shocked, and with one foot on the ground, his body swung backwards again, although the speed was fast, but it was still a few points late, and the short sword in the young man's hand slashed in front of Wu Zhiyuan's left shoulder, although it did not hurt the flesh and bones, but it cut a hole in the clothes on his shoulder.

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly waved his hand to signal the other party to stop, but the young man was unmoved, and was about to stab at the sword, at this moment, he suddenly stopped, looked at the night pearl in Wu Zhiyuan's hand in surprise, and asked, "Where did the jewel in your hand come from?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan looked down, only then did he notice that he was still holding the night pearl in his hand, and hurriedly explained: "It was given to me by a friend of mine...... This pearl of the night won't be yours too, right? Seeing that the young man's eyes had been staring at the night pearl in his hand, Wu Zhiyuan vigilantly blocked the night pearl behind him, the origin of this kind of thing is unknown, it is difficult to say who its original owner is, if the young man insists that this pearl is his, Wu Zhiyuan is really speechless.

Unexpectedly, the young man withdrew his short sword, stood still, shook his head, and said, "I have never seen this orb before, although it is humble in appearance, but its texture is acceptable. ”

Wu Zhiyuan said secretly in his heart when he heard this: "It turns out that you still have a crush on my night pearl." But he didn't say anything, but smiled kindly: "This night pearl was given by a friend I met before, as for its source, my friend can't say clearly, but he once told me that in the world, the night pearl that has seen the light of day is the largest." ”

The night pearl in the coffin of the Empress Dowager Cixi is still in the Cixi mausoleum, and she has not seen the light of day, so what Wu Zhiyuan said is not a lie.

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