The old man of the little lying mountain monster has a very high vision, it is a mule or a horse that does not need to be pulled out to slip away, he can know at a glance how the truth and falsehood have changed, although the old is not serious, but it is a real material, not a little fake.

I didn't try to find out how the strange old man's martial arts cultivation was, just after fifty years of retreat in Xiaowo Mountain, even a toad could cultivate into a spirit! Qin Younian roughly figured out that the lowest level of martial arts cultivation for the strange old man should be a first-grade Tongxuan, or a half-step true martial realm.

After chatting for a while, Qin Younian has been thinking about the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the vast world, and the Yuqing Zhenren mentioned that there is a copy of "Ye Kai Dismantling" in it that can be tasted and observed, and he may gain a lot, but it is very old, and he has to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find it. "Ye Kai Dismantling" is a book of insights and experiences of swords going to extremes, after all, it is not a clever sword book that cannot be put on the table.

The strange old man snorted, lay down directly, looked at the sky with his hands on the pillow, gently shook the high Erlang legs, and instructed: "Little doll, tomorrow Uncle Ben wants to eat fairy chicken, you directly tell the villain Yuqing that Uncle Ben said, and if you want the Neidan of the Eight Prime Minister Liu, you must not serve Uncle Ben with good food and drink." ”

Qin Younian nodded with a smile, jumped up, stepped on the iron ropeway, and left Xiaowo Mountain.

There is a unique tree-lined path in the world, paved by rain flower stones, walking slowly on the pedal path, smelling the fragrance of flowers, listening to the birds and insects, which is particularly pleasant. What amazed Qin Younian was that the Zhengfeng of Yuxu Palace was particularly particular about the topography and feng shui layout, unlike the big and small mountains.

The tree-lined path is not long, and at the end is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the attic is three stories high, and there are two disciples in front of the door to guard it, if you only believe that the surface is lax and guarded, it is a big mistake.

The jade Qingzhen people specially told that there is an old man guarding the pavilion in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the realm is unfathomable, and he holds it in the air, and his fist is like a burrito, and his fist is as heavy as a thunderbolt. Moreover, the old man who guards the pavilion only manages the one acre and three points of land in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, ignoring the disturbances of the outside world, just like scattering people to self-study, which is comparable to the sweeping monks in the rumors of Buddhism.

The two disciples guarding the door crossed their swords in the air to block Qin Younian's way, and said lightly: "The world is important, those who do not hold a token are not allowed to enter, please leave quickly." ”

Qin Younian was silent, untied the Xiaowoshan Mountain Lord Order on his waist and dangled in front of the two disciples, the two disciples' eyes widened, and when they saw the True Order of the Little Woshan Mountain Lord for the first time, they suddenly showed a shocked face, bowed down, held the sword in both hands, and said respectfully: "Disciple to meet the Mountain Lord." ”

The two disciples did not get up, they each took a step back and made way for the way in front of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Qin Younian nodded with satisfaction, each side of the world has its own rules, take the two disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as an example, they may not be able to see the mountain master of Haoran in this life, but the mountain lord's order is remembered in his heart, and when he sees the order, he is naturally full of awe.

Squeak!

Qin Younian pushed the door in, closed the door with his backhand, the light in the scripture pavilion was dim, and there were candlesticks erected at the four corners of the southeast, south, northwest and northwest for lighting.

Looking up, there were thirty-three five-story wooden shelves neatly placed on the first floor, which were full of books, and seven or eight large wooden boxes were piled up in the corners of the ground, almost all of which were entry-level exercises and moves. Qin Younian just lost interest after a general glance, and went straight to the second floor, where there were only fifteen bookshelves, which were relatively more empty, and the dim light of the candlestick was more penetrating, and his eyes were much brighter.

"Although the martial arts on the second floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion are good, you can sell it for a good price if you take out a copy casually. There are one or two high-quality martial arts mixed in, this is a chance, prepared for the disciples who can go up to the second floor, they are indifferent, and if they are not in a hurry, the superior martial arts will find him. The hidden mystery deliberately is also equivalent to using this means to recognize people, killing two birds with one stone, a very clever means. ”

Qin Younian paused for a moment, then turned around and went up to the third floor.

On the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion, only the elders and mountain lords of the vast world are generally qualified to come here. Qin Younian calmly walked around his house and came to the third floor at will, there were only three bookshelves, and there were not many books on the table, counting a total of twenty or thirty books, uneven, disorganized, and spotless.

Qin Younian looked around, from the first floor to the third floor, it was clear at a glance, but he didn't see the old man guarding the pavilion, and there was no one on the roof beam, it was really strange, could it be that the stealth spell could not be successful? Qin Younian shook his head, threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, stepped forward, first picked up a yellowed ancient book of "One Grass and One World", and read a few pages.

Qin Younian picked up the half-incomplete ancient book next to him, frowned and put it down: "No matter how good the martial arts are, if it is mutilated, it is always mutilated, and it is useless." ”

Half an hour later,

"Big Grafting and Shifting Gong", "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", "Little Heaven Phase" ......... I have read more than ten ancient books one after another, all of them are the best in the best martial arts, and those who practice to the end can be the first in the world and become a giant. Qin Younian read them one by one from beginning to end, and the contents of the ancient books are roughly as follows:

The palm is like thunder, shaking the demons in all directions, and the ghosts and ghosts in the eight directions, and the thirty-six blessed lands of the cave can be served! A sword comes out, the wind is silent, the air is like stopping water, the sea is inclusive, and it is a table! There is also a thousand catties of practice, it only takes four or two gongs, the energy is like a longbow, the strength is like an arrow, the hand is two doors, and it is all about kicking people with legs.

For example, the sword is like a tiger, the sword is like a flying phoenix, the stick beats a large piece, the gun flies a dragon, the knife is the commander of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is a comprehensive annotation of the king of a hundred soldiers.

The superior martial arts that Qin Younian had picked up were contrary to the "Soldier's Sacred Decision" he had cultivated, and it was useless to look at it.

After that, I picked up a copy of "A Grass Can Cut the Sky", and when I opened the homepage, it was a crazy word: The Rakshasa must be surrendered, and the Dharma Protector King Kong also frowned. is like a demon lord in the sky, he is really a god of Tai Sui in the world. The sword is like a grass arch breaking the ground, and it is difficult for the fairy gods to survive under the sword!

"A Grass Can Cut the Sky", Qin Younian looked at it and roughly knew the subtleties of it, the domineering method and "The Holy Decision of the Soldiers" have the same magic, it can be described as mysterious and mysterious, and it is wonderful. Qin You was full of joy in his arms, and when he returned to Da Wo Mountain, he pondered carefully, and when he just moved a step to the third bookshelf, a lazy voice suddenly came from behind him: "Little friend, ancient books are here to read, don't take them out of the Scripture Pavilion." ”

Qin Younian was frightened, turned his head in shock, and stood behind him at some point an old man with a withered face who seemed to be dying, holding a brush and neatly tying his temples on the top of his head, and standing with a smile. The old man looked down at the token on Qin Younian's waist, gathered his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Although Xiaoyou is a distinguished guest of Xiaowoshan, he can't break the rules of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, ancient books are read here, if there is something you don't understand, Xiaoyou can ask the old man, the old man knows everything, and explains it to Xiaoyou one by one." ”

Qin You took a small step back after the year, pasted the bookshelf on his back, and after knowing that the person who came was the old man guarding the pavilion, he took a step forward, temporarily shelved the idea of taking away a few ancient books, hugged his fists and replied, and said, "In this case, the junior is disturbed." ”

After speaking, Qin Younian took out "A Grass Can Cut the Sky", walked to the candlestick and watched carefully, the speed of turning the page was very slow, and sometimes watching a page would stay for a pillar of incense, which made Qin Younian frown.

The old man of the pavilion stood at the top of the stairs with his hands behind his back, and seemed to be like a withered and thin god like a wind that would fall, in fact, his next kung fu was very stable, standing like a bronze bell, steady as a rock, and the breath was long and long, which was really a posture that only a great master would have without deliberately revealing it.

Qin Younian didn't look up, looking at the content of the book, his brows twisted into a rope, since the old man who guarded the pavilion had everything he wanted, he asked unceremoniously and softly: "Senior, what is a grass that can cut the sky?" ”

The old man smiled and said: "A grass seed takes root and sprouts in the ground, and when it breaks through the soil, it is born to the sun, and it cannot be defeated by wind and rain, and the seasons turn around, return to the beginning, and then break the ground in the next year." Generally speaking, for a small grass that has just sprouted, breaking through the soil is to cut the sky and stand up, and get a new life. ”

Qin Younian was like an initiation, and the subtleties he didn't understand instantly became clear, and his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said gratefully: "Thank you for the teachings of your predecessors." ”

The old man who guarded the pavilion smiled and said nothing, and stood quietly without saying a word to disturb the little friend to read the ancient books.

Qin Younian was fascinated by it, so he simply sat cross-legged and watched it for half an hour, and he could only barely memorize the first half of "A Grass Can Cut the Sky", and then looked back at his head swelling and drowsy, but a word he knew felt very unfamiliar, this was the lack of martial arts realm, and he did not understand the first half.

The road has to be taken step by step, and if you want to eat a fat person in one bite, the only result is to die!

"That's all you can write down."

Qin Younian got up and closed the ancient books, walked to the bookshelf and put the books back. As the saying goes, a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, the old man who guarded the pavilion watched from the sidelines, Qin Younian could only memorize by rote, the superior martial arts were obscure and difficult to understand, and even the martial arts genius could not comprehend the content in his heart in a short time.

Qin Younian walked to the third bookshelf and picked up a copy of "Zhou Tian Raiders", and the old man who guarded the pavilion happened to speak: "Little friend, the exercises you practice are strong and powerful, you can take a look at "A Sword in the Water". To overcome the soft, to the soft to overcome the rigid is the rivers and lakes on the word of mouth can not be violated the purpose of martial arts, if the rigidity of the soft, to the soft of the rigid, complement each other, can greatly reduce the killing of the little friend's sword. ”

The rivers and lakes are uneven, and the killing will not stop!

Qin Younian is not a person who has a good heart, and anyone who stands in his way will be recognized as a lifelong enemy. In the face of the enemy, the heart is not kind, the sword is not merciful, the one who dies will be him, only by raising the sword to kill, can we stop killing with killing, countering violence with violence, leveling the suffering of the world, and promising a heroic atmosphere across the world, which is the real great good!

In this regard, Qin Younian thought very clearly, on the other hand, the Buddhist recitation was placed on the butcher's knife to become a Buddha, and he did not see the monks in the temple to spend the suffering people in the world! Everything talks about incense, and the incense hangs high in the temple sorghum, which is to have a fate with the Buddha, teach the Buddha with a kind face, shake hands and look at the appearance, and everywhere is cause and effect.

Qin Younian smiled and politely refused: "Thank you seniors for reminding me, the juniors are used to opening and closing, I'm afraid they won't be able to practice the swordsmanship as gentle as water." ”

The old man who guarded the pavilion kept his demeanor consistent, and said softly: "It's okay, the old man just said his personal opinion for Xiaoyou's reference, and it is up to Xiaoyou to decide whether to do it or not." ”

Qin Younian nodded, some of the ancient books on the three bookshelves were swept over, and some lost interest after flipping through two or three pages, and only one copy of "A Grass Can Cut the Sky" was selected in a Tibetan scripture pavilion of Nuo University, but the selectivity was not strong, and the pertinence was too weak, and it was not as strong as the books that the old immortals in the Lianshan Sword Tomb moved casually, and there were nine times out of ten that they were eye-catching.

Qin Younian was disappointed, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the world was not worthy of its name. What he didn't know was that the collection of the Sword Pavilion of the Hanging Mountain Sword Sect was snatched up by some sects, and the twenty or thirty top-grade martial arts of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Haoran World were snatched out by them desperately, which shows its preciousness.

Qin Younian clenched his fists and asked, "Senior, what floor is "Ye Kai Dismantling" on? ”

The old man who guarded the pavilion frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and said slowly: "Xiaoyou is a step late, two days ago, a girl borrowed "Ye Kai Dismantling", and she has not returned the book. ”

Qin Younian was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzledly: "Aren't the books in the Scripture Pavilion not allowed to be taken out?" ”

The old man who guarded the pavilion said with a smile: "Ordinary books, disciples can take them out of the Scripture Pavilion and return them after memorizing them." Superior martial arts are rare, not to mention that this book is a unique book, and the manuscript has no essence and is useless to copy, so it can only be watched in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

Damn, what a rulebreak!

Qin Younian thought for a while and said softly: "Do you know which mountain the woman who borrowed "Ye Kai Dismantling" lives in? ”

The old man shook his head and said, "The old man doesn't know, the little friend can wait for three days, and the woman will return it in three days." ”

Qin Younian nodded, it can only be like this, you can't be cheeky to knock on the woman's door in the middle of the night, you will be mistaken for a flower thief!

There are many mountains where the disciples of Haoran live in the world, if you recognize the wrong way, knock on the wrong door, and lose face and go to your grandmother's house. The female disciple opened the door and was fine, but when she saw the living person, she subconsciously retreated, clasped her hands to her chest, and then screamed in shock, and there was still time to escape. If it is a male disciple, it is considered light to drink as a stick, and a sword stabs out, hurting the muscles and bones for a hundred days.

Qin Younian bowed his hand and said goodbye, the old man who guarded the pavilion was the only person who made Qin Younian grateful except for the strange old man on the small lying mountain, sticking to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for one acre and three points, but his mind was broader than the few elders who were in charge of a mountain in the main peak of the Yuding Palace, and his vision was the same.

Qin Younian went down the stairs, and the voice of the old man guarding the pavilion came from behind him, "When you come back next time, if you don't understand something, you can call the old man lightly." ”

Look, what is the difference,

That's the difference.

Qin Younian walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and was greeted by a well-behaved woman with delicate eyebrows, dressed in a floral dress, wearing a garland of wild flowers on the side of the road, her eyes were extraordinary, blinking, and a little playful.

It's close, Qin Younian glanced up and down, his chest is from top to bottom, all the way flat, mother, Princess Taiping!

A thought suddenly popped up in my heart: "If the chest is uneven, how can the world be peaceful!" If the gun can't be released, why pound the yellow dragon! ”

If this woman puts on her armor and goes to a barracks full of men, she guarantees that no one will recognize her, as long as she does not take a bath together and do not pee together.

When passing by, a gust of fragrant wind blew through his nose, Qin Younian turned around, frowned and looked at the woman who walked straight into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a token in her hand, "The smell of déjà vu, it seems that I have smelled it somewhere?" ”

Official complaint: (As long as Qin Gongzi sees a beautiful woman, he is familiar, not the author said you, can you be serious, readers like decent people and gentlemen.) ）