"Why did the elder tell me this?" Shen Xingchui didn't understand.

"Because you will be the beginning and the end of the calamity." There was compassion in the old man's eyes.

"I don't know why I saw this from your face, I hope that if one day, you can have a little mercy and leave a little blood for a generation of ancestors in the world."

She suddenly blessed her soul and understood what the elder said, "Do you mean that I don't want to kill Chi Wangfeng?" ”

Combined with the circumstances of her previous life, she had the worst predictions.

"I promise you, as long as it is not against the harmony of heaven, I will try my best to leave the blood of the ancestors, but I can't guarantee that they will still stay in the immortal cultivation realm."

If that day really comes, perhaps abolishing martial arts and allowing them to return to the mortal world to thrive would be the best outcome.

The moment she made the promise, a wave lingered around her, and she fell into deep thought inexplicably.

When she came back to her senses, she found that she was still in the book room, and had not yet stepped out of the threshold.

He hesitated for a moment before striding across the threshold.

When I walked up the stone steps, I found that there was no futon there. Instead of a rocking chair made of cold bamboo, lying on the rocking chair was a fat elder with a frizzy beard, a face like a disc, and wearing the robes of Elder Houfeng.

"May I ask the elder, did the elder just come out of the book room?" Shen Xingchui still had doubts in his heart and wanted to ask.

"What are you talking about?" The fat elder sat up in surprise: "I have been the only one to guard the book room for hundreds of years. He patted his round belly and said regretfully, "It's been a long time since an elder has come to play with me." ”

He suddenly remembered, "By the way, when did you come?" Why didn't I remember seeing you go in? ”

He looked at the location of the wooden sign hanging on the wall, which was empty: "There is no wooden sign of yours here?" How did you get in? His eyes were full of vigilance.

Shen Xingzhui quietly put the bamboo slip in his hand into the storage bag, took out the identity wooden card of the Cangwu Immortal Sect and handed it to the elder: "The elder was busy when I just went in, and I forgot to leave the wooden card after taking a look, it is mine." Please see. ”

"Oh, is it? Okay, let's go. The fat elder glanced at it, and confirmed that it was the identity card of the Cangwu Immortal Sect, so he waved his hand to signal that she could leave.

Shen Xinghui hurriedly left the Blue Immortal Peak.

She didn't know who the white-bearded and childlike elder she had just met was who told her about the ancient white-bearded childish face, but the two bamboo slips in the storage bag were real, and it wasn't that she touched which bamboo slip that caused the man to say those words to her. But before entering the door, the white-bearded and child-faced elder was already at the stone steps.

Distraction?

Who is he? What is the purpose?

She needed to go back and gather her thoughts.

Cangwufeng's big cat was still so popular, Shen Xing leaned on the side of the cat cake head that was spread out into a sheet, and stroked its ears one by one. The big cat is good-natured and lets her do what she wants.

"Senior sister, you haven't come to play with me lately?" Xiao Xiao didn't know what she was busy with in the past two days, and the cat couldn't take care of it.

"Didn't we see each other every day the other day?" She didn't answer very well, and her mind was full of bamboo slips, white-bearded old men, and the book room.

"You've been paying more attention to Xingyunyun than to me lately, don't you want me anymore?" Seeing that it is rare for her to come to pet the cat today, he teased.

"Tiny! Speak well! "Her brain is all in the paste, and she is still crooked!

"It's not okay to be kidding?" Xiao Xiao saw that she was really annoyed, and hurriedly put away her hippie smile: "Why have you been restless lately?" Did you encounter something? ”

She thought about it, took out the two rolls of bamboo slips she brought out from the book room, and showed them to Xiao Xiao.

I told him about it.

After Xiao Xiao listened, he suddenly took her hand, pulled her up from the cat, and walked out.

"Where are you going?" She was pulled up, for some reason.

"Come, let's go see the portraits of the ancestors of the past dynasties." Xiao Xiao told her what she thought.

The two soon came to the ancestral hall of the Cangwu Immortal Sect, the house was very large and solemn, and the wind chimes at the corner of the eaves were occasionally teased by the wind, making a crisp sound.

The eighteen generations of ancestors of Cangwu Peak all have portraits left in them, whether they are ascending or feathering.

The two of them started from the last wall hanging on the peak masters of Cangwu Peak.

Eighteenth generation patriarch Cangjun real person, seventeenth generation patriarch Canglian real person, sixteenth generation patriarch Cangao real person, fifteenth generation patriarch Cangying real person, fourteenth generation Cangzheng patriarch real person······ The eleventh generation of Canghai real ······

Yes?!

The appearance of the eleventh generation peak lord on this portrait was almost exactly the same as the white-bearded and child-faced elder she had met.

She slowly stood in front of the portrait of the eleventh generation of patriarchs.

Master, is that you?

The saying that the Cangwu Immortal Sect ended in twenty generations has a long history, and according to legend, it was left by the eleventh generation of ancestors who were about to ascend to the sky.

The master is the nineteenth generation of the peak master, and the senior brothers and sisters happen to be the twentieth generation.

The Cangwu Immortal Sect in the previous life was destroyed by the attack of the Heavenly Demon, which coincided with the proverb that ended in the twentieth generation.

The eleventh generation patriarch is good at celestial machine calculation, not after entering the Cangwu Immortal Sect, but by nature.

Before he ascended, he probably had a lot of follow-ups.

Now that I think about it, although I had touched that basic exercise, before I left, somehow, the idea of urgently taking it out of the book room suddenly appeared in my mind, and this was the suspicion. And the book of the sky may also be arranged to guide him to get it.

Is it her responsibility to read these two bamboo slips?

"Don't worry," Xiao Xiao saw her stop and stand in front of the portrait of the eleventh generation patriarch, and understood.

"What others can't see, you see, maybe this is your chance." His eyes were deep as if he had something to say, but after all, he grinned at the corners of his mouth and sighed softly: "After all, this is our own sect." This is our own Cangwu Peak. ”

"That's right! This is our very own Cangwu Peak! There was pride in her eyes in an instant, if she couldn't figure it out, she didn't think about it, she could break ten thousand laws with one force, as long as she raised her cultivation, she would not be able to do anything.

A day later, she couldn't help but go to the book room again, and the gatekeeper was still the unkempt round-faced fat elder. He smiled and watched as the little disciple of the Jindan period came to the book room again, and did not say much.

Shen Xing went inside, but found that it was much more dilapidated, the array plate and silk silk were gone, and there were only all kinds of bamboo slips on the bookcase. The marks on the walls were not at all like the first time I stepped in, as if time had passed through my fingers and left a mark on the book room.

The fragrant wood bookcase is still a fragrant wood bookcase, but it exudes an ancient atmosphere, and the pulp looks very thick.

The formation inside seemed to have lost its effect, and the air was slightly damp and dusty.

It's a far cry from where she first entered, was she dreaming at the time?

But those two bamboo slips are real!

"Broadcasters can think more about the live broadcast system." A cold voice suddenly interrupted her solemn musings.

That's right!

If others have no clue about this situation, then she is different, she has a system to make a big killer.

She remembered that the system said at that time that as long as she broadcast the corresponding content live, she would have a chance to decrypt it.

She can first experiment with the live broadcast of the Cangwu Peak Foundation Exercises that she has practiced for more than ten years.