Chapter 120: Little Farewell Wins First Meeting

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Ye Jian ran out of the academy library, he wanted to chase Ling Xiaoxiao, and wanted to tell her that I am the willow knife, and the willow knife is me.

Ye Jian came to the entrance of the valley in the upper courtyard, but saw Ling Xiaoxiao and Zhao Xiaoshan from a distance, the two of them were walking towards the outside of the valley, Ye Jian stood at the entrance of the valley, looking at them in a daze.

Ling Xiaoxiao's face was not good, Zhao Xiaoshan was accompanied by a smiling face, and the two of them got closer and closer.

Zhao Xiaoshan saw Ye Jian, and Ling Xiaoxiao also saw Ye Jian.

Ling Xiaoxiao probably didn't expect Ye Jian to chase after her, the surprise in her eyes flashed, followed by resentment and a little indifference, and then she stopped looking at him and walked past Ye Jian, as if she didn't know him, maybe when he didn't exist.

Zhao Xiaoshan had a smug smile on his face.

A gust of mountain wind swept by, Ye Jian came fresh from his trance, sighed, turned around and walked outside the gate of the academy.

Ye Jian came to the Xinhua Bookstore in Qingzhou City.

The guys in the bookstore all knew Ye Jian, and knew that he was a distinguished guest of Tong Da's shopkeeper, so they hurriedly let him in, Ye Jian was familiar with the way, and came to Tong Luda's room.

Tong Luda was shaking his head and reciting an ancient poem:

Thousands of hammers were carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burned as if it were idle.

After Tong Luda finished reading, he sighed:

"Well, well, it's a pity, there are only these two sentences, there should be more later, right, it's a pity, no one in the future can know the following verses. ”

"I'm not afraid of broken bones, I want to leave my innocence in the world. ”

Ye Jian's hearty voice came from the staircase.

Tong Luda was clever and jumped up from his chair.

"Ouch, Master Ye is Master Ye, it relieved my itch before I even entered the door, you want to die old man. ”

Tong Luda came out of the door, grabbed Ye Jian's hand, and laughed happily at the old and the young.

Ye Jian felt that it was more comfortable to be with Tong Luda, he didn't have to think about anything, he talked about poetry and drank tea every day, so Ye Jian decided to live in Xinhua Bookstore for a while, firstly, to regulate his mood, and secondly, the broken artifact that he bought from the master of Mingzhu Hall last time had not been refined, and Ye Jian also wanted to open up the fourth meridian in his body again.

Ye Jian took out all the remaining more than a hundred artifacts, carefully selected them, put away more than 20 artifacts of the Yuan Dynasty, and put them into the storage bag, and he planned to use a month to slowly refine the remaining artifacts.

More than a month of cultivation passed quickly, and these more than 100 pieces of broken artifacts from the Ming Dynasty period directly broke through Ye Jian's calligraphy realm from the 5th stage of the budding realm to the 6th stage of the budding realm, and then from the 6th stage of the budding realm to the 7th stage.

This time, in the face of Ye Jian's rapid advance, Tong Luda was no longer surprised, and just said lightly, "Master Ye, you are going against the sky!"

Ye Jian smiled slightly, "Compared with my predecessors, I am a rookie. ”

"Rookies also have a high-flying day, haha. Tong Luda looked at Ye Jian approvingly and stroked his beard.

After breaking through to the 7th stage of the Budding Realm, a seventh leaf grew in the Qi Sea in Ye Jian's body.

Idle, Ye Jian began to open up the fourth meridian in his body, the hand sun and small intestine meridian.

The small intestine meridian of the hand starts from the end of the little finger, follows the upper wrist on the outside of the hand, out of the middle of the ankle, goes straight up and follows the lower part of the arm bone, out of the inner side of the elbow between the two tendons, and the upper part of the outer part of the elbow. Out of the shoulder, around the shoulder blade, on the shoulder, into the missing basin, the heart, through the pharynx, the diaphragm, against the stomach, belongs to the small intestine.

Ye Jian reads during the day, talks about poetry and drinks tea with Tong Luda, and opens up the meridians at night, Tong Luda occasionally takes out one or two private ancient books for Ye Jian to read, Ye Jian is always surprised, "Tong Lao, you have a lot of good things in your private collection!"

A month passed quickly, Ye Jian opened up the fourth meridian in his body, the hand sun and small intestine meridian, Ye Jian found that the speed and strength of the book qi in his body had been improved.

However, this month's reading did not improve much of the book qi realm, because after Ye Jian was promoted to the 7th stage of the embryonic realm with the help of the refining magic ring, and then he went up, he needed a higher level and a larger cultivation resource, which even the current Tong Luda could not help him, Tong Luda gave Ye Jian all the ancient books at the bottom of his box, and even two ancient books, but Ye Jian's reading speed was too fast.

"Alas, the old man has no resources for your pastime, you are the fastest reader I have ever seen, and the person with the most thorough understanding of ancient books, you should go back to the library of Qingzhou Academy, as far as I know, there are a lot of ancient books of the Yuan Dynasty on the 6th and 7th floors of their library, do you know why so many students from big cities outside the jurisdiction of Qingzhou come to study in Qingzhou Academy?"

"Why?"

"The whole continent has the most resources are the 7 ancient families, Qingzhou City is the strength of the ancient Zhu family, so you can get some special ancient book resources, and those cities that do not belong to the ancient family, can get very limited ancient book resources, can only rely on some of the resources provided by our Xinhua bookstore. ”

"In addition, I heard that the underground tomb of your academy is about to open, if it is someone else, I won't talk much, but you are the person I have ever seen who has the most research on ancient characters, if you have the opportunity, I suggest that you strive to enter the underground tomb of Qingzhou Academy, maybe you can find something." ”

"Doesn't it mean that there has been nothing to discover in the tombs of Qingzhou Academy for decades? Even the Zhu family has given up exploration and handed over the right to explore to Qingzhou Academy. ”

"Hehe, after all, it's an ancient relic of the human race 5,000 years ago, others haven't found it, it doesn't mean that you can't find it, anyway, try it, and it won't drop a piece of your meat, it's just ,,,"

"Just what?"

"With your current level of the 7th stage of the Sprout Realm, it may be difficult to obtain the qualification to enter the Earth Tomb, alas, it depends on fate. Tong Luda smiled, as if he was comforting Ye Jian.

Ye Jian suddenly remembered what Ji Ling had said when he was eating in the restaurant on the first floor of the library that day, "Ling Xiaoxiao is intoxicated with ancient music and wants to get that set of Warring States bells."

Ye Jian suddenly had a strange impulse in his heart, "Since you want it, then I'll help you get it and give it to you." ”

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Ye Jian hadn't appeared at Qingzhou Academy for more than 2 months, and every time Ling Xiaoxiao went to the library, she would habitually glance at the third or fourth floor, and then continue to move forward disappointedly.

The most depressed thing is Mo Beixiang, who is irritable to death all day long, this day the four of them had lunch together, Mo Beixiang began to complain again: "Senior Brother Hu, when will your eldest disciple Brother Ye Jian come back?" I still have a lot of questions to ask him, he is not here during this time, and my progress is plummeting. ”

"Don't ask me, ask your sister Xiaoxiao. ”

Hu Zhe glanced at Mo Beixiang.

Mo Beixiang immediately grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao's arm and shook it constantly, wailing constantly.

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at Hu Zhe and said to Ji Ling beside her, "Sister Ji, you don't care." ”

Ji Ling and Hu Zhe looked at each other and smiled.

Ling Xiaoxiao stroked Mobei Xiang's head helplessly, "Xiangxiang, can you ask us any questions?"

Mo Beixiang actually showed a look of disdain, "Cut, how can you compare with Brother Ye Jian." ”

The three of them immediately reached out to beat Mo Beixiang, and said that they would not help her in the future, which made Mo Beixiang quickly beg for mercy again, and her little mouth was so sweet that she was greasy.

The four of them finished eating at noon and were about to get up and leave, when suddenly Mo Beixiang's eyes widened, and she pointed to the distance with great surprise, and said "ah" in her mouth.

Ling Xiaoxiao and the others looked along Mo Beixiang's fingers, and saw a young man walking towards the window of the canteen while holding a book and reading it.

Isn't that who is Ye Jian?

Ling Xiaoxiao only felt her heart beat faster, and an indescribable feeling hit her heart.