The next day, Tatsushi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Before Nantian and Huang Aya came to the imperial city, yesterday's grandstand and arena had been demolished, and the huge bluestone square was extremely open, who would have thought that there would be dragons and tigers fighting here yesterday.

Meng Wusheng put his hands behind his back, surrounded by a group of people in front of him, who were selected yesterday. Seeing Nantian Huang Aya coming, he said, "Since everyone has arrived, let's go." ”

Many low-level monks worshiped Nantian, and some people came to say hello. Li Wan Poison and Xiong San were a little unhappy. Nan Tian raised his fist, Xiong San felt a chill in his heart, thinking of being abused and beaten yesterday, he snorted coldly and left.

"Nantian, ignore them, everyone has just arrived. Luo Bing saw Nantian Huang Aya and came over to say hello.

Under the leadership of Meng Wusheng, thirty people came to a garden, and the "Three Mountains Garden" was hung in front of the door. As soon as you enter the Sanshan Garden, you will be greeted with emerald green and damp water vapor. Meng Wusheng led everyone to the rear, and along the way, the mountains and rivers, pavilions, water pavilions, flowers and trees, competing for beauty.

When has Nantian ever seen such a beautiful scenery, he can't help but be intoxicated. Li Wanyan sneered: "Tubaozi, this can only be regarded as a mortal scene. Meng Wusheng rarely spoke, and said: "What Li Gongzi said is also true, it is really powerful, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and creating a strange scene, this can indeed only be regarded as an ordinary scene." ”

After about five or six miles, the scenery ahead suddenly changed, no longer lush and green, and the color became dim.

It's the third mountain.

Three mountain gardens, three mountains and lakes uprooted, other embellishments around the mountains and rivers and built, along the way, the two mountains have passed. The third mountain is a very different scenery, the ground is scattered with strange rocks, the sand is a little red, and the dry mountains and dry water are dry.

"It is rumored that in the south of the Central Plains, boundless and far away, in the sea, there are three immortal mountains, which mortals yearn for, so all the mundane gardens are 'one pond and three mountains'. As for this third mountain, it should be a dry landscape. There was a scholar dressed as a teenager in the crowd.

"It turns out that there are many more exquisite!"

The top of the third hill is like an artificially flattened, huge square, in which there are martial arts arenas, and all kinds of weapons are placed on wooden frames. There is also a room where the formation pattern separates the flow of secret power, which is regarded as a cave house, with built-in futons, which are used for meditation, rest and practice.

An attic stood on the north side of the square, the smell of books was fragrant, and the scholar said excitedly: "Zangjing Building!"

Meng Wusheng turned around and said, "Here, this is the place, and you will cultivate here for the next year." Inside the scripture building are some books from my Meng family, but they may not be useful to some people. For example, Mr. Wu, there are two talents from the demon clan, and this girl who practices the cold ice exercises. But you're supposed to be here for the secret land, so it doesn't matter. ”

Meng Wusheng's sword turned into a long rainbow and flew away, and a sentence came from the air: "Everyone, do your best!"

"I'm disappointed! I thought it was the real Meng family cultivation, but it turned out to be free-range, and I'm afraid there are no good things in the scripture building!"

"It's okay!" Mr. Wu chose a room to enter, disdainful of the scripture building.

"Nantian, I am now worshiping in the Yuehua Gate, there is no shortage of secret techniques in the door, my senior sister has passed on to me, I have a good taste of this garden. Luo Bing said, obviously she also knew that it was impossible for the Meng family to spread anything good.

"Luo Bing, I'll go with you! "Huang Aya can't stand this boredom the most.

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

"You have a senior sister, I also have a master!" Huang Aya said mischievously.

"Go ahead, I'll take a look. ”

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people either left or entered the room to sit, the so-called scripture building, only for Nantian and other people who have no foundation, Sanshan Garden looks like a place to stay.

Everyone was a little disappointed, but they still entered the scripture building.

"What! Isn't this "Divine Fire Technique" the secret of the Divine Fire Breaking the Heavenly Gate? My Wang Yanyang was born close to fire, haha, I made a lot of money this time!" A red-faced young man said happily, extremely excited, originally red-faced, even more swollen and purple.

Rows of bookshelves, with a lot of books, divided into categories, everyone quickly found the exercises they needed. There are dozens of copies of each exercise, scattered on the shelves, as if someone has thrown them there.

Many people found a suitable exercise, and they couldn't help themselves, and even a woman cried with joy: "I have obtained the advanced exercise, and this blood feud will definitely be avenged!"

"Life is hard! There is no such vast exercise method that I can cultivate!" Nan Tian exclaimed in his heart, but his hand kept searching. In this way, for half a day, everyone selected the secret techniques of the exercises, entered the practice room, and couldn't wait to practice.

The scripture building was turned into a mess, only two people were still there, and Nantian still had the scholar-looking boy.

"Why doesn't Brother Nantian Dao cultivate, is there such a vast exercise, there is no suitable one?" The young man saw that Nantian was still there, and came over to talk.

"It's not anymore, it's a problem with your own muscles and veins, how can you ...... I don't know what your name is. "Nantian is a little strange, this person is not busy cultivating, but is here to read.

"My name is Fang Haoran, I just like to read, but I have to practice. ”

"Walk slowly!"

Nantian swept through the rows, and found that there were many supreme exercises in the eyes of the Eastern Wilderness, such as "Divine Fire Technique" and "Xuanbing Technique", could it be that the two sect masters of Luo Chen were "cultivated" by the Meng family like this.

The so-called Zhumen wine and meat stink, often you work hard to get things, but others abandon them.

After scanning, Nantian did not find any exercises that could be cultivated when the meridians were weak, or secret methods that could repair the meridians.

I was disappointed! Could it be that I didn't look at it carefully enough? There must be a way!

For a month, in addition to occasionally eating and going out to find Cheng Zhao Xiaopeng, Nantian stayed in the Tibetan Scripture Building, carefully reading every exercise and every secret technique, and even remembering it, as if he was fascinated.

Coming out again, Nantian's hair was a little scattered, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he said ruthlessly in his heart: "That's all there is to say, you should be able to finish it in three days." ”

Except for Fang Haoran, who came over occasionally, when he saw Nantian, he was a little surprised, could it be that Nantian was also a bookworm, and he couldn't help but get close to Nantian, and felt that he had met a bosom friend. Nantian didn't want to pay attention to it, covered his head and flipped through it, Fang Haoran was even more sure that Nantian was a bookworm!

Nantian's persistence in his bones and that ruthlessness are vividly expressed.

Three days have passed, Nantian's eyes are already blood-red, and the whole person's hair has exploded, he not only reads, but also carefully understands and figured out, occasionally grabbing his hair, so his hair explodes, and at the same time his face is a little pale.

Putting down the last classic book "Dantian Note", Nantian suddenly laughed.

"I finally found it! It's just that my luck is too bad, it's the last one, unlucky!" said that he was unlucky, but he was happy in his heart.

Meng Wusheng never appeared again, as if he had forgotten that there was a group of people here. However, the people who stayed here were all doing penance, and many people in the martial arts arena practiced in competitions. Mr. Wu, Li Wanpoison, and Xiong San seem to have entered a deep concentration and have not appeared.

appeared in the martial arts arena, Nantian's hair was scattered, his face was yellow and white, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was listless. Quite a few people pointed and pointed, and a few female nuns covered their mouths and chuckled.

"Nantian, what's wrong, I almost didn't recognize it. ”

"How did this great master do it?"

"Nantian, why are you like this?" At this time, Wang Yanyang was red-faced and red-haired, his momentum was much stronger, and he was full of spirit.

"Read. Nantian replied calmly, Yuan Yuan Haoran nodded, and sighed in his heart: "Brother Nan, I am a member of my generation!"

Nantian suddenly felt so tired, and all his strength was withdrawn. Quickly found an empty room, turned his head on the huge futon, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of snoring sounded.

Nantian slept for three days. Refreshed, no more tired, just empty stomach and hunger. He remembered that Huang Aya said that there were fish in Sanshanyuan Lake, which tasted good, and went straight to the lake.

Like the reflection of the mirror lake in the sloppy Nantian, Nantian smiled alone. After a while, the aroma wafted in, and Nantian began to enjoy the deliciousness.

There was a strange woman walking in front of her, not Huang Aya, who else. "Who are you, why are you stealing the fish of my Sanshan Garden here!" Huang Aya swallowed, looking like she wanted to maintain Sanshan Garden.

"It's me!"

The laughter of silver bells lasted for a long time.

"Why do you look like this!" said he snatched the grilled fish from Nantian's hand and ate it unceremoniously.

After a full meal, Nantian returned to the inn where Cheng Zhao and Ling were located to clean up, and finally regained his handsomeness, but his skin was still a little white.

Several people were happy to get together, especially Xiao Pengpeng, who flew around on Nantian's shoulder, and said, "Nantian! I want to die baby!" Another three days, Nantian's body and mind are completely recovered, and he wants to try the methods mentioned in the "Dantian Note" to activate his dantian and re-cultivate.

"Which one is the prince of Nantian?" a few people were eating, when suddenly a sassy woman came in and asked. Nantian recognized it, it was the county lord who appeared with the Condor earlier.

According to the route provided by Xiaopeng Peng, Nantian has visited Taishangzhuang many times, and the basic entry and exit of Taishangzhuang is the condor and the county lord in front of him, and it is related to the half piece of jade left by his father, Nantian is a little impatient, although Taishangzhuang is extremely mysterious, but with his current strength, it should not be difficult to retreat.

"That's me. ”

"My master wants to invite you to come over to the house, I don't know if it's convenient. ”

"No problem! Let's go now?" Although Nantian was anxious, he behaved a little casually.

"That couldn't be better. The county lord smiled.

I heard that Taishangzhuang has existed since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it is extremely mysterious. Seeing Nantian and the county lord walking away, Huang Aya said.

"Nantian is the first in the world, who can hurt him!" Cheng Zhao looked invincible, Ling smiled and nodded: "It's okay!" said that he agreed with Cheng Zhao, but did he really agree?

Nantian was thinking all the way, who injured his father back then, and what role did Taishangzhuang play in it?