Chapter 128: Zhenyuan Heavenly Scripture

The sky gradually darkened, and the faint green light reflected the sky, making the white bone ditch look a miserable green.

Wu Lingcui took the refinement of the wind bone to make the wind bone needle, and Lu Xiang watched with interest on the side. Dongmen Yu was happy and quiet after being surrounded by beautiful women, walked to the side and sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Gu Sanqian sat in a place not far from them, holding the Soul Suppression Arrow in his hand and looking at it repeatedly. The translucent arrow bones like crystals are smooth and smooth, and the feathers at the tail of the arrow are no longer there, as if someone has cut them with a knife, only a smooth face. The arrow is not like the ordinary arrow triangle shape, it is the shape of a crescent, the front and back of the crescent moon two grooves divide it in two, the groove has a faint red stain.

"Although this arrow is a bit weird, it's nothing special, how can it make me unable to move?" Gu Sanqian muttered in his heart, looking at all the arrows one by one.

After thinking about it, he felt that the Soul Suppression Arrows should only be able to be used once, otherwise Bai Xiaojiu would put away these Soul Suppression Arrows by himself.

He couldn't understand it, and he couldn't figure it out, so he could only put away the soul suppression arrow and open Bai Xiaojiu's Qiankun bag. The things in the Qiankun bag are placed very neatly, the clothes are placed in one place, some living utensils are placed in one place, and the spirit stone is in a separate place, and there is nothing valuable to sweep it at a glance, but there is a small box in it that has attracted his attention.

This box is about a dozen centimeters long, which is somewhat similar to the current glasses case. If you just talk about this box, it is very ordinary, made of wood, no paint, no carved dragons and phoenixes, and no gorgeous embellishments, such a box is too ordinary. But it is precisely because it is so ordinary that it is strange, how can a monk have such an ordinary thing?

Gu Sanqian took out the box and opened it to see that a blackened satin was used as the backing, and a colorful tiger jade pendant was placed on it. This tiger looks like a descending posture, majestic, as if alive at a glance, very imposing.

After observing the jade pendant repeatedly, he found that this jade pendant was just a jade pendant, and Gu Sanqian was happy: "An ordinary box contains such a beautiful jade pendant?

To say that Bai Xiaojiu is also smart, he first used an ordinary box to put it in the Qiankun bag, so that people would ignore the box at a glance, even if someone opened it and found this jade pendant, they would be attracted by the jade pendant, so they picked up the jade pendant. But Gu Sanqian's heart was too meticulous, he took a look, and directly ignored these two things, took out the silk from the box, looked at the empty box repeatedly, and after some observation to no avail, he opened the silk and looked at it again.

The silk is like ordinary satin, soft and slippery to the touch, and I shook it and looked at the surface with the help of the night light, and it was pitch black, nothing special.

This time, Gu Sanqian was depressed: "Did I think wrong?"

At this time, Lu Xiang's voice came from behind Gu Sanqian: "There are some things in this world that need to be guided by blood, you can drop a drop of blood and put it on to take a look." ”

Gu Sanqian nodded, pricked his finger with a silver needle, and dripped a drop of blood on the silk, and suddenly there were bursts of golden light on the silk. Gu Sanqian hadn't seen clearly what the golden light on the silk was, a figure flashed beside him, snatched this silk, looked at it, and after some investigation, she nodded, "Unexpectedly, this thing actually arrived in the hands of the White Feather Sect?"

"What is it?" Gu Sanqian leaned over to Lu Xiang with curiosity and looked at the silk in her hand.

Lu Xiang stuffed the silk into Gu Sanqian's hand and said, "This thing is a treasure, you must not let others know about this thing, otherwise your life will be in danger." ”

As soon as he said this, Gu Sanqian was even more curious, he hurriedly unfolded the silk and took a look, only to see a line of small characters written on it, and on this line of small characters, there were four big characters: Zhenyuan Tianjing.

After carefully reading the narrative on the scriptures, Gu Sanqian's brows were furrowed like twisted flowers, and the things on it were too obscure and difficult to understand. After reading it several times, he felt that his spirit was about to run out, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, but he also understood a little, this thing is a practice for cultivating the soul. It was precisely because he understood something that he understood it when he thought about the White Feather Sect's Soul Suppression Arrow again.

This thing is not realm suppression, but soul suppression.

It's no wonder that he was able to dodge the ordinary realm suppression, but he couldn't avoid the soul suppression arrow, it turned out that the soul suppression arrow suppressed him from the soul.

He read it a few more times, rested for a moment when he was tired, and then continued reading, and then memorized every word on it, and then he took out a fire fold to burn the piece of silk.

Lu Xiang, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment, and then stopped: "You are crazy, such a precious treasure, you burned it?"

Gu Sanqian smiled and said, "Since this is a thing that costs human life, then it is safest to burn it." ”

But after ordering it for a long time, the silk didn't even change the temperature, and it was still cold to the touch. He turned his head to look at Lu Xiang and asked, "Do you have a way?"

Lu Xiang thought for a while and said, "Since this thing is a treasure, it's normal that ordinary flames can't burn, let me try it!"

Taking the silk from Gu Sanqian's hand, Lu Xiang held it with one hand, only to see her let out a low shout, and there was an extra flame in her palm, a black flame, extremely black, and the silk suddenly turned into ashes in the flames and scattered in the air.

Just as she was casting the flame, Dongmen Yu, who closed her eyes, suddenly opened her eyes, took a look at Lu Xiang, and sighed in her heart: "Demon Flame? How can it be a Demon Flame? And the grade of this Demon Flame, this..."

He hurriedly stood up, and came to Gu Sanqian's side in a flash, pulled Gu Sanqian behind him, and said to Lu Xiang: "Who are you? How can you have a demon flame?"

Lu Xiang seemed to have been prepared, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Dongmen, you are too nervous, what do you think this is?"

With a flip of her right hand, a fire lotus appeared in her hand, the fire lotus was extremely black, and the lotus flame in the middle was burning, even more fierce than the flame she had just used.

Dongmen Yu said in surprise: "Black Flame Fire Lotus, you actually have such a magic weapon?" I see, it seems that I misunderstood, no wonder I just felt that this flame was not surrounded by demonic energy, I thought that your demon flame grade was up to the Demon King level!"

Lu Xiang's hand flipped again, and the Black Flame Fire Lotus was put away by her, and then she smiled and said, "Speaking of which, many people mistakenly think that my Black Flame is a Demon Flame, and there have been many misunderstandings in this." ”

Dongmen Yu smiled awkwardly, turned around and walked away.

Lu Xiang glanced at Gu Sanqian, and suddenly asked, "If I am really a demon, will you help me?"

Gu Sanqian shook his head very resolutely and said, "No!"

Lu Xiang asked a little unwillingly: "Why, I haven't harmed anyone, besides, I was also discovered for you, why don't you help me?"

Gu Sanqian was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It seems to be such a reason, if that's the case, I think I'll help you." But is there a demon that doesn't hurt people?"

Lu Xiang showed a smile on his face and said, "Yes, yes!"

Gu Sanqian looked at her in surprise and said, "How did you say it as if you knew?

"Hmph!" Lu Xiang snorted and turned to the side.

Gu Sanqian didn't care, he sat down again, closed his eyes, and silently recited the Zhenyuan Heavenly Scripture that he had just written down in his mind.

As he meditated, the blood in his body somehow increased a few points, and for some reason, the speed of his meditation became faster and faster, and then the flow of his blood also increased, and his heart sounded like a war drum.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Poof~" A bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth, his eyes were black, and he almost fell, but fortunately he reacted quickly and stabilized his body with one hand on the ground, otherwise he would definitely hit his head on the ground.

"What's going on?" Lu Xiang and Dongmen Yu couldn't help but ask.

Gu Sanqian waved his hand and didn't speak, it took him a long time before he came to his senses, opened his eyes and said, "It's okay, it's just that the cultivation is in a hurry." ”

Dongmen Yu said a few words of relief: "Little junior brother, cultivation needs to be done step by step, if you are in a hurry, you must pay more attention next time." ”

Lu Xiang leaned forward and said, "Your soul power is not enough, it's good to be able to write it down." This thing needs to come little by little, you recite it silently and rest for a while, and after a long time, the power of the soul will naturally grow. It naturally reads smoothly. ”

Gu Sanqian looked at Lu Xiang in surprise and said, "Why do you seem to know everything? Even you seem to know the Zhenyuan Heavenly Scripture for a long time." ”

Lu Xiang patted his towering chest and said proudly: "That's it, knowing yourself and knowing that you can't be defeated in a hundred battles." Even my father is very jealous of this Zhenyuan Heavenly Scripture, otherwise, he would not let people steal this Heavenly Scripture......"

At this point, she suddenly stopped, snorted coldly, "You are talking to me?"

This is obviously what you said yourself, is it good? Why did it become my words? Gu Sanqian was wronged with a face.

Lu Xiang also felt as if she had said something wrong, and she laughed dryly: "Hehe, I'm talking about playing, do you believe it?"

Gu Sanqian nodded, and from Lu Xiang's tone, he got two pieces of information: one was his father, and the other was stealing this scripture.

If what she said was true, then her identity didn't seem to be so simple, and maybe this book of heaven flowed from her house, otherwise who would not be tempted to see such a treasure? She didn't care at all.

He glanced at Lu Xiang and felt that the identity of this woman seemed to be a little mysterious. But he doesn't care, he doesn't look at the identity and background of the other party when he makes friends, what he values is people, if this person is worth befriending, then he doesn't care what the identity of the other party is, whether it is a noble royal family or a lowly subordinate, it is the same for him.

He looked at Lu Xiang, who was nervous, and smiled: "I believe that if you say it's a joke, it's a joke." ”

Lu Xiang said: "Do you really believe it?"

Gu Sanqian nodded heavily: "Well, I believe it!"

Lu Xiang smiled: "Thank you!"

She said this from the heart, because if others listened to such words, they would definitely not believe that it was a joke. It doesn't matter whether Gu Sanqian believes it or not, but Gu Sanqian said what she wanted to hear.