The highest place of Tianshu Peak.

It is full of strange rocks, and it is rare that the vegetation grows particularly luxuriantly, just like in the middle of summer. The rich aura drifted among the mountains, rocks, grass and trees with the mist, a fairy atmosphere.

At the foot of a tall ancient tree, there is a chess table carved from a whole stone, the old man Zhuji and Liu Wenzhong sit on both sides, and the chess pieces on the chessboard are black and white, which is the Go recorded in the ancient Xianwen classics.

"Yang Xiu, this little guy, usually seems to be not stable enough, but in fact he is very principled in his heart, and he is as stubborn as a donkey,"

The old man Zhuji put down a white child, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Otherwise, he wouldn't be angry and kill people at a young age, this son has a temperament like a tiger~ It's good to let him sharpen his temperament in the Liushutang." ”

Liu Wenzhong nodded respectfully and added with a smile: "Master Mingjian." I went to Sanyin City to see it, if the speculation is good, Yang Xiu already had a cultivation of the first layer of quenching at that time, otherwise it would be impossible to kill Long San, according to this time speculation, his immortal talent is really intimidating. It's just that he's too cautious, and I haven't been able to find the blade he used. ”

"It's okay,"

The old man Zhuji raised his head, looked at the vast sea of clouds in the distance, and said slowly: "On the way to cultivate immortals, Lao Cheng can go further by holding on to his roots, and relying on his hot blood impulse alone can only be a momentary pleasure." By the way, how is the investigation of the Yang family's affairs?"

"I've got some eyebrows,"

Liu Wenzhong frowned when he heard this, and said: "The head of the Yang family admits that he wants to take back a few acres of land from the Yang Xiu family, as for the reason...... According to them, it is nothing more than oppressing the weak. However, some disciples met by chance, and a disciple under the sect of Elder Situ of Bingdao Hall often went in and out of the Yang Mansion. ”

"That doesn't mean anything, what I'm worried about is that someone in the Heavenly Book Pavilion is colluding with the Immortal Ink Sect, and the cooperation between the inside and the outside is not good for our faction,"

The old man Zhuji shook his head slightly, then lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, Yang Xiu, let him stay in the Liushu Hall for a while." ”

Liu Wenzhong nodded in response when he heard this, and understood in his heart that Yang Xiu's immortal talent should far exceed everyone's expectations, and it was very important to Tianshu Pavilion, if it weren't for the immortal cultivators behind the Yang family, the Yang clan would have disappeared from Shanyin City a long time ago.

The old man twisted the sleek stone chess pieces, seemed to be thoughtful, and only said after a while: "A while ago, I heard that a mysterious girl in green arrived in Shanyin City, and she made a generous move, and her cultivation is unknown, but is there such a thing?"

Liu Wenzhong was slightly stunned when he heard this, and recalled for a while before replying: "This is indeed the case, she has contact with several big families in the city, and she also bought a few of Yang Xiu's characters at a high price, master, ...... do you suspect it?"

"No, it's just curiosity"

The old man Zhuji put down a chess piece and said in a low voice: "However, in recent years, the vitality of heaven and earth has not been restless, and it is an eventful autumn, I am afraid that the world will change~"

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Half a month later.

Fang Houdao sat on the bamboo chair, playing with three large dice in his hands, a pair of small eyes turned back and forth with Yang Xiu's figure, and his old face was full of incredulity.

However, in just ten days, the Liushutang has undergone a big change, and the ancient books of Xianwen scattered throughout the Liushutang have been accurately classified, sorted, and stacked in their respective areas.

Everything in the hall is in order, and he is used to being messy and looking for a library that can't find anything, how does Fang Houdao feel awkward when he looks at this hall.

"Ahem, it's time to collect the books today," Fang Houdao shouted at Yang Xiu at the top of his voice.

"Old bones...... Don't be lazy, forget it," Yang Xiu patted the dust on his body, looked at Fang Houdao in the distance and muttered a curse.

"My ears are very smart, how can I say that this old bone is also your senior brother!"

Fang Houdao in the distance answered slowly, Yang Xiu's eyes jumped a few times, walked quickly, and went to the backyard to lead the carriage without saying a word.

......

As the sun sets, a horse-drawn carriage moves unhurriedly on the winding mountain road, and the four big characters of "waste book recycling" are written on both sides of the body with large brushes.

Yang Xiu in the car was holding an ancient book, as if he was not affected by the bumpy road at all, and he looked down with relish.

Every few days, the Liushutang had to go to various places in the sect to collect those ancient books that were deemed useless by immortal cultivators, and Fang Houdao had already handed over this arduous work to Yang Xiu.

As long as he didn't delay his cultivation and martial arts, Yang Xiu actually enjoyed this quiet cultivation life, and he could occasionally come out to familiarize himself with the environment of Tianshu Mountain. After experiencing all the previous changes, Yang Xiu's heart has also undergone subtle changes.

And although he was summoned by Fang Houdao these days, Yang Xiu didn't have many complaints in his heart. Because although this Fang Houdao is a little lazy, he is a warm-hearted old man.

After so many years of managing the Liushutang alone, Fang Houdao has long been suffocated. As long as Yang Xiu asked about the Heavenly Book Pavilion, Fang Houdao would answer all questions, and also mentioned a lot of small details that Yang Xiu should pay attention to about the first weight of the quenching body.

With such a long-winded and not bad senior brother by his side, practicing martial arts with peace of mind every day, without trivial disturbances, Yang Xiu felt that he couldn't ask for more.

Today's work has been completed, Yang Xiu let the old black horse pull the chariot and move towards the Liushu Hall, pondering in his heart while reading the book, how to take the remaining fire spirit pills, and how to give full play to the effects of the medicine.

Now that the realm of the first layer of quenching is stable enough, it is necessary to be fully prepared before impacting the realm of the double body. If it is a formal disciple, these cultivation experiences are specially taught, and now Yang Xiu...... It's a bit overwhelming.

The old dark horse is the baby bump of the old man Fang, very smart, he knows where to stop and where to go fast without being shouted, and he is very humane. Since Yang Xiu came, the forage that the old black horse had to eat, the usual bath, and the cleaning of the horse shed were all Yang Xiu's busy work, so the relationship between one person and one horse heated up quickly.

So when the carriage slowed down inexplicably, Yang Xiu, who felt something, immediately looked up, and sure enough, he saw two female disciples standing on the side of the road beckoning to Yang Xiu: "Come here, follow us to Xiaomeng Mountain." ”

Yang Xiu blinked when he heard this, very surprised.

Xiao Mengshan has a special status in Tianshu Pavilion, and it is full of female disciples. There is no special person to guide the way, and all men are not allowed to enter, Yang Xiu has passed the Cuizhu Pavilion back and forth countless times, and he only admires a few green bamboo seas from a distance, and he does not dare to cross the Thunder Pond for half a step.

Moreover, these days, Yang Xiu frantically read the books in the Liushu Hall, and also learned a lot of news related to the Tianshu Pavilion.

There are three main branches in the Tianshu Pavilion: Tianshu Peak, Xiaomeng Mountain and Bingdao Hall.

The old man of Zhuji sits in Tianshu Peak, and several disciples under him have cultivated to a high level, which is the core of Tianshu Pavilion. Xiaomeng Mountain's Fuyun Zhenren is the second elder of Tianshu Pavilion, leading a group of female disciples in Xiaomeng Mountain. Bingdao Hall is headed by the third elder Li Xuanfeng, and most of the members are the backbone disciples of the sect, responsible for the sect's guards, law enforcement, and so on.

Legend has it that the old man Zhuji also has a few brothers and sisters, who usually practice in the mountains and do not care about the world, and will only show up when something big happens in the sect.

Previously, Liu Wenzhong mentioned in the stone tower that the current immortal cultivation world has different opinions on how to deal with the demons in the cultivation of immortals, and this difference is obvious in the Heavenly Book Pavilion.

Most people think that immortal cultivators should break off their feelings and righteousness, at least they can't care too much about anything other than cultivating immortals, so that they can successfully defeat the heart demon realm. And a small number of immortal cultivators believe that they should go with the flow, and having no desire and no desire does not mean that they are out of love.

Old Man Zhuji is neutral and does not support or oppose it, while Fuyun Zhenren and Li Xuanfeng are staunch supporters of the first argument.

Among them, Fu Yun Zhenren has a tough attitude. In Xiaomeng Mountain, in addition to being loyal to the teacher, all female disciples are not allowed to be emotional, have other obsessions, and all female disciples who choose double cultivation are regarded as automatically quitting the Xiaomeng Mountain sect.

Listening to Old Man Fang's chat, there were not a few disciples of Tianshu Pavilion who were punished because of this rule. Of course, after exiting Xiaomeng Mountain, you can also join the other elders of Tianshu Pavilion, but at that time, you really offended Fuyun Zhenren, can you still live better in Tianshu Pavilion?

Therefore, Yang Xiu does not have a good impression of Xiaomengshan, especially this Fuyun real person-isn't this interfering with the freedom of love......

......

Listening to the rustling sound of the bamboo forest dancing, Yang Xiu drove the carriage up Xiaomeng Mountain for the first time. Looking around, the buildings here are very scattered, mostly made of thick bamboo, and the surrounding group of bamboo leaves reflect each other, full of greenery, plus many female disciples in long clothes fluttering, very eye-catching.

All the way deeper, Yang Xiu and the two female disciples came to a remote bamboo house.

"This is it,"

The girl who led the way pointed to the door and said, "Hurry up and move everything inside, it's all useless and wasted books." ”

The girl was commanding from beginning to end, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and left. Yang Xiu shook his head and smiled, put the White Deer Sword on the carriage, pushed the door and walked into the bamboo house.

There are three boxes of discarded books in the corner, many of which have become moldy, and I don't know how long they have been left here. Yang Xiu bent down to pick up the box, and glanced at the pile of books casually, but his eyes couldn't help but light up!

A thick thread-bound book emerges from the stack, and the cover reads "Mobao in the World". Seeing the ancient books involving pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Yang Xiu was curious, so he simply pulled out the book and quickly flipped through it.

Outside the bamboo house.

A dozen young men and women paced out of the path deep in the bamboo forest, talking and laughing. The girl at the head was dressed in an apricot yellow dress, with a slender figure and a beautiful face, and her smile was like a flower, and most of the male disciples in the crowd focused their eyes on the girl in yellow.

When passing by Yang Xiu's carriage, the girl in yellow inadvertently saw the long sword that Yang Xiu put on the carriage, and suddenly became interested, and said with a smile: "Hey, a miscellaneous disciple of Liushutang goes out with a sword, do you say that he uses a sword to practice martial arts, or should he use it as a burning stick?"

"Haha, I guess it's a kitchen knife, I heard that the meals in Liushutang have to be prepared by themselves, and this chef may not be a chef~" Someone echoed, and everyone suddenly burst into laughter, and their words did not hide their contempt for this "Liushutang disciple".

The strength of the Immortal Cultivation Realm determines everything, and in the Heavenly Book Pavilion, the scene of the old man in the flower armor bending down to a certain young man and honoring him as Uncle can be seen everywhere, and a lowly-level miscellaneous disciple will not be taken seriously by others at all.

The girl in yellow seemed to be interested, reached out and took the long sword, and drew the sword out of its sheath with a smile, wanting to see what kind of "treasure" this miscellaneous disciple was holding. But as soon as the sword came out of its sheath, several people were stunned.

The treasure light on the blade of the sword broke free from the shackles, and the faces of several people in the reflection flickered brightly and darkly, and the immortal inscription engraved on the spine of the sword firmly attracted the attention of several people.

"It's a magic sword!"

Several people whispered in unison, and greed flashed in their eyes.

Among them, the male disciple standing next to the girl in yellow was tall and dark-faced, and was an official disciple of Bingdao Hall, named Wang Qian. At this time, Wang Qian noticed the words written on both sides of the carriage, and a trace of strange color flashed in his eyes, and then a sneer appeared.

Wang Gan saw the look of the girl in yellow, rolled his eyes, and immediately echoed: "Senior sister, your quenching body realm is stable enough, just lack a weapon." ”

"Well, yes, the master promised to help me find a magic weapon, but I never found a suitable one. The girl in yellow looked at the long sword in her hand, nodded and said.

For low-level disciples, good magic weapons were very difficult to obtain, and their rarity was even higher than that of the best fire spirit pill.

Because it is a special skill to engrave specific immortal inscriptions on weapons, this kind of talent is firmly controlled by all major sects. Coupled with the fact that materials are difficult to find, there are only two ways for ordinary people to get magic weapons: to cultivate enough, to get a reward from the sect, or to spend a large number of spirit stones to buy them.

As soon as the girl in yellow saw Bailu, she had the idea of taking it for herself, and the so-called lack of a weapon was just to find a reason for herself.

But after all, everyone is watching here, and the girl in yellow is very hesitant although she is reluctant. However, Wang Qian, the implication is that this sword seems to belong to the girl in yellow.

At this moment, a lazy voice came from the door of the bamboo house: "I said that beautiful senior sister, you can be careful not to cut your hand, my sword is sharp and tight." ”

Yang Xiu leaned against the door frame, holding a thick ancient book, tilting his head and staring at the group of people with a smile.

"I am Wang Qian, a disciple of Elder Situ of Bingdao Hall,"

When Wang Qian saw Yang Xiu, a smug look flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward and deliberately put on a majestic tone: "Who are you, how dare you come to Xiaomeng Mountain?"

Seeing that the other party was asking knowingly, Yang Xiu pursed his lips and pointed to the words on the carriage, and said, "Can't you understand the recycling of waste books, Yang Xiu in the library hall is me." ”

In the Tianshu Pavilion, the status of the miscellaneous disciples is very low, just like the worldly servants and subordinates, like Yang Xiu, who does not have the slightest "enlightenment" as a subordinate, but is full of momentum, is also the only one.

Wang Qian smiled disdainfully when he heard this, and said proudly: "My junior sister likes your sword very much, I bought it, you can make a price." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not selling,"

Yang Xiu shook his head, still smiling, and said word by word: "Please return the things to me, senior sister, I have to rush back to the Liushutang before dark." ”

Seeing that Yang Xiu was so uninteresting, Wang Gan's face immediately darkened, and the tone of his voice was not so good, "Why are you so ignorant of current affairs, what's the use of a little miscellaneous disciple keeping a magic weapon, it's better to change some pills, maybe you can go further in your cultivation in your lifetime?"

Without waiting for Yang Xiu to speak, Wang Gan took out the money bag from his arms, poured out three crystal clear stones, threw them on the carriage, and waved his hand at Yang Xiu: "Okay, take the spirit stone and leave quickly, Xiaomeng Mountain is not a place where people like you can stay." ”

Among this group of disciples, Wang Qian is faintly the leader of everyone, and he has always been personable, and he is very favored by female disciples. Maybe seeing that he was just a miscellaneous disciple, Wang Gan didn't take Yang Xiu to heart at all, he took it for granted when he spoke and acted, and when he turned around, he beckoned a group of people to prepare to leave.

Yang Xiu raised his eyebrows, and he was depressed in his heart, and said that he had never seen this Wang Qian, why did the other party seem to be targeting him everywhere and deliberately came to find fault?

Without thinking much about it, Yang Xiu raised his hand and threw the ancient book into the car and followed with a step.

In the past few days, Yang Xiu has been studying hard in the Liushu Hall, and his knowledge has greatly increased. An ordinary magic weapon with no defects may not be able to be bought with a hundred spirit stones!

This group of people didn't expect Yang Xiu to be so bold, and when they saw Yang Xiu rushing over directly, they immediately exclaimed. Wang Qian reacted the fastest, shouting "You dare!", and at the same time grabbed Yang Xiu's shoulder.

Yang Xiu wanted to keep a low profile, because Liu Wenzhong's warning was still ringing in his ears. So he took Wang Qian, grabbed the long sword under the noses of everyone, and then jumped out, and took the girl in yellow with a stagger, "Ah!" exclaimed, and lay on the ground in embarrassment.

Yang Xiu's ghostly skills startled several people, and they hurriedly went to help the girl in yellow.

"Everyone!"

Yang Xiu took back the long sword and immediately stood still and shouted: "I just want to get my things back, this matter is ......"

"Little cub, you are looking for death!"

Before Yang Xiu finished speaking, Wang Gan had already rushed up scolding, raising his hand was a punch, Yang Xiu could only dodge and dodge, and wanted to speak again. But this group of men and women had already scolded together, and they didn't give Yang Xiu time to speak at all.

Moreover, this Wang Qian's moves are all aimed at Yang Xiu's vital points, and if he is not careful, he will end up crippled. Yang Xiu was no longer the good man and woman he used to be, and when he saw that the other party was fatal, his face suddenly sank.

These immortal cultivators are so arrogant? Relying on the strength of the crowd to take advantage of the situation, this Wang Gan is even more excessive, as if he robbed his wife, where did he get such a big resentment?

Wang Qian is an official disciple of Bingdao Hall, and in the face of Yang Xiu, the lowest-status miscellaneous disciple, he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes after attacking for a long time, and he was already holding back a fire in his heart, and he was naturally ruthless.

It's a pity that he met Yang Xiu, who has a forging vein technique, a backing palm, and has killed people with his own hands.

"Smack!"

When Wang Qian kicked his knee again, Yang Xiu did not retreat but advanced, and slammed his fist on Wang Gan's lower stomach like lightning.

This time the knot was strong, and the other party collapsed to the ground with a scream of "oops". Now Yang Xiu has already quenched his body to perfection, and he is preparing to hit the second weight, plus the forging pulse trick and the backing palm, if he hadn't used only fifty percent of his strength this time, he would have smashed Wang Gan's internal organs a long time ago.

Now these people have blown up the nest, and Hulala rushed up and surrounded Yang Xiu. However, seeing Yang Xiu's skills just now, these young disciples didn't dare to step forward, they just held their weapons and stared at Yang Xiu like a great enemy.

Yang Xiu secretly smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that he was purely worried about Fang Houdao when he came out with the white deer, that old man was shrewd, and Yang Xiu didn't want the other party to discover his secret. However, people are not as good as heaven, who knows that they will meet this group of second ancestors......

The two sides confronted each other, and neither wanted to make the first move. Yang Xian scratched his head and thought of a way to get out, but he heard the sound of talking on the bamboo forest path, and turned his head to see that two women in different clothes came out of the bamboo forest.