Zu Shu's words made Han Le fall into deep thought.

If it weren't for this mysterious token, Han Le would probably only have stayed on his initial impression of Da Luo Mountain.

Mysterious, but in decline.

This was the impression he had from the very beginning, when he came into contact with Daluo Mountain.

It has to be said that the habitual thinking generated by stereotypes can sometimes really mislead a person.

Because of the words of Ah Qing, Yun Le and others, Han Le subconsciously thought that Da Luoshan was just those things he saw on the surface.

He didn't delve into the secrets of Da Luo Mountain.

He thought that as the last descendant of Da Luo Mountain, and he had been recognized, he should know everything he had.

But Zushu Jindao told him that what he got was only the most preliminary recognition of Da Luo Mountain.

The most important thing was that the situation was urgent at that time, and Zu Shu, as the predecessor, could only use his life to raise Han Le to the third order in order to resist the invasion of Ah Qing and even Yun Le.

As for the Ancestral Tree Golden Knife, compared with the original Ancestral Tree, it is another kind of life.

In this regard, Zushu Golden Dao was very honest and told Han Le his feelings.

It turned out that although the ancient god soldier was transformed from the ancestral tree, he could inherit all the knowledge of the ancestral tree.

The current Zushu Golden Knife is more like a newborn teenager, heroic, but in Zushu's mind, he has witnessed the important insight of the rise and fall of Daluo Mountain for many years, and he only left a little trace of remnants.

The same is true of the Red Dust Sword.

In the words of the Ancestral Tree Golden Knife, he only completed the initial transformation, transforming from the Ancestral Tree into an Ancient Divine Soldier, so he was out of the state of a first-order Ancient Divine Soldier.

But the Red Dust Sword is different. She has completed at least three metamorphoses.

The first time was when he transformed from an ancestral tree into an ancient divine soldier, and in the hands of the heavenly masters of Daluo Mountain, he was pacified as the nine desolate beasts of Chaoyun Prefecture.

The second time, it was eroded by summer insects, blinded the brilliance of the ancient divine soldiers, and was forcibly reversed by Abunasor with the way of a warlock, turning into a terrifying evil soldier.

The third time, it was naturally Han Le who made a move, using the Great Purification Technique to suppress and refine the Red Dust Sword, and then used the entire Yanhuang Realm as a nourishment to feed back the Red Dust Ancient Tree.

This series of adventures has created today's dust.

The dust and smoke are terrible, and the ancestral tree golden knife hints at a wave of Han Le. The gist is that this eldest sister must follow her temperament, otherwise if something happens, the ancestral tree golden knife will not be able to carry it.

Han Le was happy about this, but it hurt again.

Although he had a premonition, when he said it from the mouth of the ancestral tree golden knife, he always had a feeling of crying and laughing.

After all, nominally, he is the master of the Yanhuang Realm, and the Ancestral Tree Golden Sword and the Red Dust Sword are all weapons that he has refined.

Why is it that all of a sudden, the status of weapons is faintly higher than that of himself?

Fortunately, Han Le is a person who can think openly, and it is easy for him to become overly dependent on a weapon that is too powerful.

Now it is known that dust and smoke have a strong autonomy, which can be regarded as a warning and a whipping.

Han Le himself must also work hard to move forward.

And the library pavilion in the mouth of the demon in the netherworld is one of Han Le's goals.

In Han Le's cognition, this kind of ancient force was very powerful, and there must be a lot of powerful mysteries in its library pavilion, right?

Even if there are no powerful exercises to treasure, at least there is a history, right?

He wanted to know the truth behind those things back then.

Therefore, the library pavilion of Daluo Mountain, Han Le must be found.

Especially after the Ancestral Tree Golden Dao confirmed that the Library Pavilion should still be on Daluo Mountain.

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Han Le said goodbye to the ancestral tree golden knife and began his journey of walking alone on Daluo Mountain.

In fact, from a high altitude, Daluo Mountain stretches endlessly, and it is a relatively vast and majestic mountain range.

But with Han Le's strength, it only takes a moment to walk from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

Most of Daluo Mountain has been deserted.

Some of the buildings left behind are only broken bricks and tiles, and some are only afterimages, which are difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Han Le didn't find anything of value at all.

"I don't have a clue. ”

"I, the last descendant of Da Luo Mountain, have failed too much. ”

"Are you really looking for them?"

Han Le was a little hesitant.

The Ancestral Tree Golden Dao mentioned that letting him go to find the White Bone Immortals was certainly a method.

But the White Bone Immortals haunt and freak out, and since the last time they took the initiative to appear to fight for Han Le, Han Le has never found any trace of them.

And after coming to the Yanhuang Realm, those demonic phenomena on Daluo Mountain have all disappeared.

After the transformation of the ancestral tree, the figure of the mysterious old monk also became much more blurred.

"When we met for the first time, Zu Shu said that those were all Da Luoshan's obsessions. ”

"It's just that if they really went to the Netherworld, then why do they have such a big grudge?"

"Why do they want to stay in Da Luo Mountain? I want to see them, what can I do?"

Han Le stood in front of the temple where he first met the White Bone Immortals, bowing his head and being silent.

The music of the time sounded faintly in his ears.

It was a very simple and pleasant piece of music, simple, but beautiful, and it was a fairy music. When Han Le heard it for the first time, his heart pounded.

I have to say that those white bone immortals, Han Le still maintains enough respect.

As a last resort, he didn't want to disturb these heroic spirits of Daluo Mountain.

But when it came to the Library, he could only try.

"I don't know if those white bones can communicate. ”

Han Le sat firmly in front of the door of the temple, and suddenly there was an extra pair of Wanwei keyboards in his hands.

After being in Yunzhou for so long, although most of the time he relied on the Wanwei score given by the boundless music library, Han Le also had a considerable understanding of the most basic music theory knowledge.

He tried to use the World Wide keyboard to replay the fairy music he had heard that day.

After a few failures, he quickly grasped some of the essence.

Gradually, he discovered that he could play that kind of fairy music very smoothly.

From the confusion at the beginning, to the struggle to recall, try various keys and vocal ranges, and now, everything seems to be instinctive.

A song of fairy music was born.

On Daluo Mountain, the moving music sounded for the first time in a long time.

In the vast open space ahead, suddenly a hundred flowers bloomed.

There are many shadows.

The immortals come by cranes, the beauties stroke the piano, the flowers bloom, and the fragrance of wine overflows.

For a time, on Daluo Mountain, it was as warm as spring.

Han Le finally saw those white bone immortals again.

These bone fairies danced to the music.

The flame in their eyes seemed to be telling Han Le about the joy of this time and the glory of the past.

After the song was over, the white bone immortals were about to disperse.

Han Le stopped them.

He got straight to the point, bowing at first, and then asking:

"The younger generation asks to see Daluo Mountain and the Library Pavilion. ”

The White Bone Immortals were silent for a while, and the rest of the people still dispersed, leaving only one White Bone Immortal behind.

The immortal stepped forward, looked at Han Le, and suddenly spoke:

"What are you doing with the Library?"

Han Le was taken aback, this white bone immortal could actually speak?

"It's better to be concise, I can speak, but it's too soul-intensive. The White Bone Immortal said lightly: "My name is Gu Yu, and I am the elder of the Library Pavilion of the previous generation. ”

"I've seen Elder Gu Yu. ”

Han Le was a little excited. I knew that these white bone immortals could speak, and I didn't need to ask others.

A lot of the secrets of Da Luo Mountain, they should be clear, right?

However, looking at Gu Yu's attitude, they seem to have some ...... about Han Le's existence Indifferent.

At least resisting life and death for Han Le, it seems that it is just their job, and in the face of Han Le's inquiry, Gu Yu is just a routine.

Han Le quickly told him about his encounter with the demon of the netherworld.

Gu Yu didn't have any mood fluctuations: "Since this is the case, it should be remedied, I, Da Luoshan, have never broken my trust in others." Even if it's a ghost, it's the same. ”

"However, the current Daluo Mountain is not what it used to be, although you have received the most basic recognition, but you don't have the title of [True Biography], you can't enter and exit the Three Thousand Worlds, and it's normal to not know the Library Pavilion. ”

"And even if you find the library, you won't necessarily get what you're looking for. ”

Han Le was a little surprised, but he still put down his posture and asked more.

"There are 3,000 worlds in Daluo Mountain, and what you see is only the appearance. There is an infinite folded world inside, and you need the name of the true legend to enter and exit at will. ”

Gu Yu explained: "The Library Pavilion is in those three thousand worlds, and you can't enter it without the name of the true inheritance. ”

"Originally, if I was still here, I could give you some chances, maybe I could have a chance to get the identity of the true inheritance, but now, no one is presiding, unless you can get the approval of the Great Luo Mountain Spirit, it is impossible to become the true inheritance. ”

Han Le's brows furrowed slightly.

I'm afraid this is the system of Da Luo Shan many years ago.

As the last successor, although Han Le has been preliminarily recognized, it is only preliminary.

There should be follow-up trials before he can truly become the master of Da Luo Mountain.

The so-called true name is estimated to be a very important advancement.

"How can I become a true legend, how can I go to the Great Luo Mountain Spirit?" Han Le asked sincerely.

Gu Yu shook his head: "Da Luo Mountain Spirit likes to sleep, not to mention that it was hit hard back then, and most of them are still sleeping and recovering. ”

"You can't find the Great Luo Mountain Spirit. ”

"But if you really want to find the Library, I can show you the way. ”

Han Le nodded.

"Have you seen these fish, insects, birds and beasts on Daluo Mountain?"

Gu Yu casually pointed to a crow not far away: "Although they are all mortals, they have stayed in Daluo Mountain for a long time, and they have naturally won the approval of the spirit of Daluo Mountain." ”

"They have a certain chance of taking you into the Three Thousand Worlds, maybe they can bump into the Library Pavilion, or maybe they can't. ”

"That's all, as the last descendant of Da Luo Mountain, I hope you can become stronger. ”

Han Le was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

Gu Yu had already drifted away, leaving only two sentences floating in Han Le's ears:

"Time is running out. ”

"They're coming back. ”

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