Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Mysterious Ethereal Peak
"Senior Brother Tang, this is the key to the Scripture Pavilion, Senior Brother Xiao has explained to me, and in the future, Senior Brother will guard and clean the Scripture Pavilion. The Tsing Yi disciple took out the key and said.
"Got it, you don't want to go back soon. ”
Well, the disciple took his leave first.
Waiting for the disciple in Tsing Yi to leave, Tang Zimo looked up at the plaque, and the three big characters of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were imprinted on it. He sighed, and actually asked me to clean the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the master and his old man were so patient.
After shaking his head, he picked up the guy and swaggered inside, and just stepped into the scripture pavilion, he was greeted by rows of bookshelves, all the books were neatly arranged.
Seeing so many books, Tang Zimo thought to himself, would there be any books like Lingwu, so he threw the broom, ready to turn over a few books first, and took two copies at hand, "The Four Great Families of Jiang Changguo" and "Jianghu Characters".
Eh, isn't this a book that belongs to the literature and biography! Tang Zimo scratched his head, this is very good, so that you can understand the ins and outs of this other world.
He picked up a few books and read them with the help of the oil lamp, and after half an hour, after his general reading, he knew that the so-called four great families, it seems that Duanmu Shihan and that Xiahou Jin are not simple characters, and there are many masters of martial arts cultivation on the real rivers and lakes.
At the moment when Tang Zimo closed the last book, he seemed to see two extremely familiar words printed on the page, "Western Regions-"
Tang Zimo was stunned for a moment, looked at this page and opened the book again, and carefully examined it, but found no other records, until he turned over the original book, there was no content in the book, only the words "Western Regions" were written.
According to his understanding of his own life, the term "Western Regions" was first seen in the Western Han Dynasty, and then continued for thousands of years, so where am I now?
This guy's face was suddenly dazed, and he doubted: "Could it be that I came to a certain historical point but happened at a different geographical and spatial point than the original, or did I not record the history of the magical land of Jiang Changguo in my life, so I appeared here, or is this-?"
The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he got up and prepared to continue flipping through the other books to see if there was any value in querying.
Two hours later, Tang Zimo basically looked through all the bookshelves, but there was still no other information.
"How can this be, I can't even see a little other information, the books are all about Jiang Changguo, and there are no other regional records at all?" Tang Zimo was really puzzled, all this was too unbelievable, he couldn't believe it at all.
"Western Regions?" Tang Zimo thought about it, only to feel that his brain was messy.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, no matter when he is, as long as Lao Tzu lives chicly, then it's not in vain that God will send me a ride, no matter what, I have to walk haughtily, it's best to make something earth-shattering, haha.
Thinking of those disciples of Xianchen Peak who could fly, Tang Zimo suddenly couldn't help but look forward to the world under the mountain, and unconsciously murmured: "Could it be that this other world is a sinister world full of 'Spirit Martial Sword Soul'!"
Since the first floor is full of basic books, and there are no books on Lingwu cheats at all, I wonder what there will be on the second floor?
Tang Zimo walked up to the second floor, the space on the second floor was smaller than the first floor, and there were not many books.
Tang Zimo frowned, walked into the bookshelf and flipped through it, and sure enough, there were some treasures, and he picked up the book "Dan Yao" and looked at it, the book was all about explaining medicines.
"Pill?" Tang Zimo was stunned, and he didn't know if he could take a shortcut.
Looking at the clean library cabinet, it looks like it's here to be cleaned. Tang Zimo's brain flashed, oh, it was deliberately arranged by the master and his old man, it is possible to think about it.
Tang Zimo smiled secretly, it's really cool, you can read the book openly in the future.
After watching for about another hour, it was already midday, and Tang Zimo locked the door and returned to the room to rest. On the way, he walked alone, and in the dead of night in the fairy dust peak, only the sound of cicadas was chirping, and as he walked, this guy found that he was lost again.
"No, this place is so familiar, isn't this Tissot ladder flying path in front of you leading?"
At this moment, suddenly in Tang Zimo's ears, there was a miserable wail from last time, and the sound was so small that it was almost inaudible.
Hearing the sound, Tang Zimo panicked in his heart, looked around and suddenly remembered, isn't this the place where he collided with Duanmu Shihan last night?
It's so evil here, I feel that the surroundings are gloomy! Tang Zimo was scared in his heart, and without saying a word, he took a big step and ran quickly.
And at this time, the strange voice came again, and the frequency of it came was even more rapid, like the sound of crying lingering in Tang Zimo's ears like a soul in the middle of the night, which made this guy feel restless.
There is no need to think that Tang Zimo must be extremely scared at this time, but what is strange is that before he can run a few dozen steps, he saw this guy suddenly stop while running.
Tang Zimo was stunned and said: "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I run, I'm afraid that he is a bird!"
Looking in the direction of the sound source, Tang Zimo frowned, isn't that the direction leading to the Ethereal Peak? I remember that when he just entered the Immortal Dust Peak, someone said that the Ethereal Peak was set as a forbidden place, whether to go or not, his mind began to fight again.
What about the forbidden land, isn't it just a mountain peak, the mystery made Lao Tzu startled, anyway, the master said that I can go wherever I want to go to Xianchen Peak, even if something happens, the lord of the three pavilions will not dare to do anything.
Tang Zimo carefully checked that there was no figure around, and prepared to walk towards the dark ethereal peak in front of him.
Under the dark night, a figure sneaked along the Tissot Flying Path Cloud Ladder of the two peaks and crossed high in the sky, Tang Zimo stood on the Flying Road Cloud Ladder between the two peaks, with a cloud of smoke and dust in front of him, looking down at his feet, below was an abyss, bottomless.
At this time, the night was dark and the wind was high, and a vibrating summer wind blew, blowing the woods on the mountain peak to a sharsh sound, and the whistling wind echoed in Tang Zimo's ears, making him not want to shiver.
Tang Zimo walked through the sky above the Tissot Flying Road Cloud Ladder, slowly approaching another mountain peak, and when he was about to approach the Ethereal Peak, he saw a stone tablet standing at the entrance of the Ethereal Peak. The stele is formed by a natural strange stone, which is very conspicuous when it stands tall on the ground, and the stele is written with four vermilion lacquer characters of "ethereal forbidden land".
Looking at the stone stele, Tang Zimo couldn't help but think about it, the more mysterious it became, the more mysterious it became, it seemed that there were no three hundred taels of silver here, isn't it obvious that there is something strange! Hmph, I thought that Lao Tzu would not dare to enter in this way, for fear that you would be the son of the turtle.
Tang Zimo looked around like a thief, the entire ethereal peak was indeed not very big, there were patches of trees on the peak, but there was no palace building, and there was nothing of value in the vicinity except for all grass and trees.
Tang Zimo continued to walk forward for hundreds of steps, walking and walking, and under the big trees in front of him, there was a small wooden house and a faint green light source emanated from the room.
Looking at a wooden house in front of him with a green light source, could it be that there was someone inside? This guy sneaked close to the wooden house like a catwalk, and found that the door of the wooden house was not locked, and he looked left and right to see that there was no one. Why don't you go in and see how it goes, maybe there's a baby!
The door creaked open, Tang Zimo stuck his head in, he wanted to see the situation, but who knew that there were thousands of fireflies gathered in the wooden house.
"Wow, there are so many fireflies!" Tang Zimo jumped in vigorously, and in a second, countless fireflies flew around the house.
It's no wonder that there is a faint green light from the outside, and I can't imagine that it is actually the light emitted by fireflies, which is really beautiful. Fireflies flew around Tang Zimo's body, he stretched out his hand, and the fireflies flew down in his palm, resting.
"Strange, why are these fireflies inside and not outside?"
With the light source emitted by thousands of fireflies, Tang Zimo briefly looked inside, the room was very simple, only a table and a wooden bed, and it looked very rustic.
At this moment, for some reason, when Tang Zimo looked inside, such an idea was born in his mind, and it seemed that there was a kind feeling for himself here!
He muttered to himself, "What's wrong with me, I've never been here at all, how can I get familiar?"
Tang Zimo walked a few steps and touched the tables and chairs that seemed to be a little rotten, but surprisingly, the tables and chairs didn't feel a little dust on the surface at all, and even some yellowed bedding on this wooden bed was neatly stacked.
Looking at the old color of the walls around the house, you can tell that this place has been uninhabited for a long time. How can it be so clean when no one lives there?
Tang Zimo was puzzled, and continued to look around carefully, looking along a yellowed wall. Looking at it, he noticed that there was something unusual about the wall in front of him, and a small piece of whiter wall appeared on the entire yellowed wall in front of him.
"Hey, how can this little piece of wall be so white, it doesn't match the yellowing wall color around it. ”
Seeing that the entire wall in front of him was a little yellowed, only this long vertical white wall appeared, Tang Zimo scratched his head and couldn't think of why, so he used his two hands to make a ratio up and down.
"Well, this size is a little familiar, it seems to be with-"
When Tang Zimo's hand pressed the small piece of whitened wooden wall, there was a "bang", and the wall facing the right side of the door suddenly automatically rotated into a square and human-height convex groove wall.
"Organs?"
Tang Zimo was taken aback on the spot, for a person in his new era, even if he had never seen such a scene, he had already watched it on TV. However, the current scene is the first time that this person from the other world has experienced it personally, and it is inevitable that there will be a sense of curiosity.
Looking at the wall, Tang Zimo was ready to probe in to feel the situation, he stretched out his head to go in and see, there was a dark passage inside, not very wide, there were lights on both sides of the dark passage, and the dark passage seemed to be a little narrow.
"Could it be that there is some ulterior secret in it?" He stepped in with two feet, and with a bang, the wall behind Tang Zimo suddenly closed automatically, and he couldn't even see a single gap.
"Who!" At this moment, a heavy voice suddenly came from the dim passage in the dark passage.
Seeing this, Tang Zimo hurriedly turned around and stretched out his hand to touch the wall before, and at the same time shouted in panic: "Jade Emperor, Guanyin Bodhisattva, God help me, why don't you open the door, open the sesame door, open the sesame door!"
"Who is it?" the voice came again.
"What the hell?"
At this moment, Tang Zimo was extremely panicked, where did he dare to continue walking, and kept hitting the wall with his body. Originally, I was just curious to come in and have a look, but now it's good, even I got in.