Chapter 9: The Pavilion of Tibetan Scrolls

Yu Yangzi's eyes emitted two blue lights, jumped away, and disappeared without a trace in a snap of his fingers. www.biquge.info There were only two brothers left in the Imperial Immortal Hall, Chunsong and Chunzhu, Chunsong patted Chunzhu's shoulder and said, "Senior brother is so early, you came to find Master, is there something wrong?"

Chunzhu didn't know whether to tell Chunsong about it or not, and stammered: "I, I'm here to 、、、"

"Senior Brother Chunzhu. Chunsong blocked Chunzhu's words and said, "I saw an interesting thing this morning. A little sparrow stood on the branch, chirping and chirping, but without thinking about it, it attracted a goshawk, and the goshawk grabbed the sparrow mercilessly and flew away, it seems that the little sparrow must be more than lucky. Afterwards, I kept thinking that if this little sparrow hadn't made a call, it would have saved its life. It's called misfortune coming out of the mouth, don't you say?"

Chunsong looked at the dazed Chunzhu, patted him on the shoulder again and said, "Senior brother, you are not in good health, don't be too tired, go back and rest early." I still have to prepare Master's retreat for tomorrow, and I'll go see you when I'm done. ”

Chunzhu stood in the hall of the Imperial Immortal Hall, thinking about Harunsong's intriguing words. Is he hinting at himself? Or is he just giving him a little insight? However, this little sparrow that came out of his mouth made him make up his mind not to tell Yuyangzi about the ghost child Qingtong for the time being, and let's talk about it later.

When he returned to his residence, the ghost child Qingtong was very unhappy, and when he saw Chunzhu, he said angrily: "Master, my life is given by you, you can take it away at any time, and you can also take my life to Yuyangzi at any time to practice." But then I have to wait until I heal your injuries, let you recover to the status of a strong man, and become a true inner hall disciple of the Imperial Immortal Palace, right?"

Chunzhu was stunned and said, "Nonsense, how could I give your life to my master." My master's magic power is profound, and I still need you to practice? Besides, I don't have anything to do with you, master. ”

Qing Tong snorted coldly and said, "The mana is profound, hum, I will make his mana more profound, do you believe it? Fortunately, someone has stopped you from telling me the idea of saying it out for me." Either I'm the first to die, and you're the second. ”

Chunzhu felt a chill in her body. He thought that when Yuyangzi heard that a boy similar to Qingtong appeared today, the excited and secretly murderous expression, and the unusual performance, as well as the little bird that Chunsong said came out of his mouth, he couldn't help but be afraid. He thought: It doesn't matter how he is, but Qingtong can't do anything, he is really good to himself, and there is no distraction. If Qingtong was killed for the sake of loyalty to the master, it would not be possible to do it no matter what.

Chunzhu thought silently again: "How should Master answer when he asks him? Don't you still tell the truth and continue to lie? This is a big rebellion? But telling Master Qingtong is in danger of his life, and he will undoubtedly kill him with his own hands." What should I do?" He was in a dilemma.

Qing Tong looked at Chunzhu who was thinking about it coldly, and sighed for a long time before saying, "Master, don't think about it, I know that you are loyal to your master, so let's take this matter one step at a time." I'll go out for a while now and I'll be back shortly. ”

Haruko's eyes widened and he asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Qing Tong shook his head and said, "I naturally know your thoughts, your blood is imprinted between my eyebrows, turning into a blood curse, I can feel your thoughts at any time." Alas、、、" He sighed and said, "I'll go and see if your senior brother Chunsong appeared at that time intentionally or unintentionally, whether he is friend or foe." It turned into a flash of red light and disappeared.

About the time of a meal, the ghost child Qingtong came back, and Chunzhu hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, how is it?"

Qingtong said lightly: "Your senior brother is very good. "That's it, nothing else. Chunzhu didn't ask anymore, trying to find the answer from Qingtong's face. Qing Tong still said lightly: "Get ready, go to the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion tomorrow." ”

The early morning sun shines on the majestic Imperial Immortal Palace, emitting a peaceful light. The Imperial Immortal Hall is located in the apse of the Imperial Immortal Palace, although the building is not as majestic as the Imperial Immortal Palace, but it is also majestic and tall, and the momentum is extraordinary.

After breakfast, Chunzhu took his bags and knocked on the door of the Imperial Immortal Palace's Scroll Protector Venerable, Elder Yuxingzi.

The Venerable Jade Xingzi, who protects the scroll, has white hair and hair, like frost and snow, but his complexion is as tender as a baby, and he can be broken by blowing, and he is short and thin. Holding a large wine jug in his hand, he calls himself "a monk in wine", accompanied by wine every day, and drunk and lying in the wine country every day.

He narrowed his drunken eyes and said, "Come on, hmph, it's hard for your master to come up with such an errand for the sake of the monk." He burped, pointed to the second floor of the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion and said, "Go ahead, there are things you need on it, just find a nest for yourself." My old man is going to drink. ”

When Chunzhu carried the package to the second floor, Yu Xingzi's eyes shot a fine light, and he was not half drunk, he sighed: "Creation makes people, creation makes people." A seedling broke well. Suddenly covering his mouth, he looked around nervously, and when he found that there was nothing abnormal, he patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the wine jug in his hand, he said a nondescript sentence drunkly: "Everyone in the world is drunk, I woke up alone and went to drink." ”

The Tibetan Scroll Pavilion is divided into five floors, displaying various exercises and mantras of the Imperial Immortal Palace, and the practice secret room, and the door of the five-story building is divided into five colors, representing five levels. High-level cultivators can enter and exit low-level floors at will, while lower-level cultivators cannot enter higher-level floors. Bloodthirsty Eight Desolations

Chunzhu opened the yellow door and looked at the temple he longed for, and he had a taste for it. This is the hall of the yellow-clothed cultivators, and only cultivators of the yellow-clothed cultivators and above can enter. As for himself, he didn't have a star in the red clothes he was wearing, and he didn't even reach the first-level red-clothed friar, but he could enter and exit at will, any layer except the fifth layer. He smiled bitterly to himself, which was simply a great irony.

In the hall on the second floor, in the middle of the hall, there were three rows of bookshelves, each row of bookshelves was full of cultivation cheats, and various heart mantra books of this level, and around it was a room dedicated to cultivation next to each other.

Chunzhu's flame birthmark moved, and Qingtong's voice was sensed in his mind: "Open the third room in the right row, and you will rest there." ”

He followed Qingtong's hints, walked to the third room on the right, stretched out his hand to open the door, and the scene in the room made his eyes open wide and stunned. Then he was furious in his heart, and secretly scolded: ", Qingtong, you ghost son, you are trying to kill me." I'm your grandmother. ”

In his mind, Qingtong shouted: "Master, quickly protect your heart, otherwise it will be difficult for the gods to keep your life." ”

Chunzhu didn't have time to think about it now, and hurriedly put his hands on his chest, waiting for the thunderous blow.

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