"But you don't seem to look good, do you?"

Shi Sheng said and glanced into the distance, and he could see the man in the night clothes, although the steps of the martial arts master were not slow, but he should have only been back for a long time.

Gray Mian kept staring at Jiang Lang, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a thief.

"Where's Lao Yi?"

"Master is still over there, so I'll come over with Senior Gray first."

Jiang Lang has calmed down, and he has to talk to Lao Yi about this matter, but it is inconvenient to watch it now.

The man on the other side knew that his every move was under the nose of the person, and he had already discovered the location of his companion, and sure enough, two of them were captured alive.

There were now only two warriors in the courtyard guarding the captives, and the rest of the people were missing, including the pot-bellied man with a big sword.

The man had a few guesses in his mind, and the rest of the people might have gone out to chase him, or they might have gone to arraignment, but they shouldn't have imagined that he would come back if he was injured.

Hands-on or not?

The skills of the two guards below should not be as good as the big-bellied man, after all, soldiers against generals, relatively speaking, the martial arts of the big-bellied man should be the best among this group of warriors, so if there is a calculation or not, the following two may be able to kill with one blow!

But this group of people actually set up a situation to let us into the set, obviously they are not vulgar, and they should also have some fame in Dayong

The man's eyes gradually narrowed, and there was murderous intent in his heart, but he did a good job of hiding his breath, and at the same time thinking more carefully about all possibilities, including being bumped into by the returning opponent when he made his move.

A hand couldn't help but reach into his arms, wanting to touch something at the bottom of the box.

As soon as the hand entered his arms, the man's movements froze, and he suddenly noticed that something was missing.

What about books? What about books? Where did the books go?

The man's movements began to panic, and his hands reached into his arms for a while, and even ripped off some of his night clothes.

How could it be gone, how could it be gone? And the book is gone, and I can't even notice it?

Was it that I was too excited when I came back and didn't feel it, and I fell on the road?

At this moment, the man's calmness just now was gone, how could he still have any mind to do it, and in just a short breath, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

But even so, the man forced himself to steady his breath, and still moved away with a smart skill, while his gaze kept wandering over the rooftops and the ground.

The fairy book is lost, the fairy book is lost, it must be found, it must be found!

Is it because I stole it? Is it because it wasn't my chance?

The man's heart is in turmoil, and many legends from ancient times to the present day all show that it is not easy to become an immortal and attain the Tao, and it is impossible to meet those who are not destined.

But if I can get the fairy book tonight, isn't it a chance?

No, no, you can find it!

After moving a little away from the mansion, the man turned into a low-headed clan, and with his strong memory, he searched for every prescription position after he returned to the city, and soon passed by the roof where Jiang Lang and the others were.

At this moment, Shi Sheng and Ash Mian all looked at Jiang Lang, and their eyes and expressions were self-evident.

Jiang Lang sighed and took out the booklet wrapped in cloth from his sleeve.

"Yes, I did take it, how could this book be taken away by this rooster and dog thief, Jiang didn't like it, so he took it!"

"Are you really just having trouble seeing?"

Ash Mian couldn't help muttering, although Shi Sheng didn't speak, he also meant this in his heart.

"Naturally, not only that, Jiang Mou was also a little curious about the water immortal recipe in the book, and he knew that it was extraordinary after a little flip, and he didn't dare to interpret it in depth."

Jiang Lang said this slightly embarrassed, but he still said it.

"Woohoo. Woohoo"

A gust of wind blew, and Yi Shuyuan, who had melted into the wind, also appeared from the wind not far away.

As soon as he saw Yi Shuyuan coming, Jiang Lang immediately pretended to be indifferent, and then handed the book wrapped in black cloth in his hand to Yi Shuyuan.

"If you really wrote it, then take it."

Yi Shuyuan didn't say anything and directly reached out to take the book, and Jiang Lang's pupils were slightly dilated, and sure enough, it was written by Lao Yi!

Yi Shuyuan opened the black cloth, looked at the book in his hand, and couldn't help but smile.

"A bloody storm that might have caused the two countries to stir up the rivers and lakes was just started, and it was suddenly snuffed out by Brother Jiang."

Jiang Lang frowned slightly, his heart skipped a beat when he heard it, but then his brows stretched.

"Ordinary mortals don't deserve to learn such immortal tricks!"

Probably realizing that this was not right, Jiang Lang glanced in the direction of Chu Mansion and added.

"At least they don't deserve it!"

Yi Shuyuan didn't speak, just took the book in his hand thoughtfully, and couldn't help but look at the man in black who was moving away in tension.

"What? Lao Yi, you won't hold a grudge, right? This kind of mortal grievances has nothing to do with me, and this person is not simple, it involves the qi of the two countries, and sometimes it is very troublesome, so it is better not to be involved, let this Jianghu martial arts solve it by itself! ”

"I didn't expect this kind of thing to come out of your mouth!"

Yi Shuyuan said in a serious and emotional tone, Jiang Lang suddenly became angry, but the momentum of scolding and scolding softened again when it reached his throat.

"I'm thinking about you, don't many of your immortal cultivators pay attention to this? Let's go, go to my Dragon Palace and sit down, if it's convenient, tell me about writing this book? ”

Jiang Lang's tone and demeanor were not right, and he even showed a little nervousness, Yi Shuyuan's thoughts couldn't help but fall on Jiang Lang, and he frowned and looked at him.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Jiang Lang didn't care, he directly grabbed Yi Shuyuan's hand, took a burst of clouds and mist and walked towards Changfeng Lake.

"Lao Yi, I haven't asked you for anything for so long, I'll tell you the truth, this book. I want to see it. I don't look at you in vain! ”

Seeing Jiang Lang's performance, Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but be stunned, he underestimated the value of this book.

This book borrows Chu Hang's original body structure and mental feelings, combined with Yi Shuyuan's own feelings and the meaning of the white dragon walking in the mountains and rivers in the diagram, and the immortal recipe is also considered to help Yi Shuyuan achieve the white dragon transformation.

This book is extraordinary!

"Hey, hey, wait for us!"

Shi Sheng and Gray Mian immediately followed, in comparison, although they were also curious about what would happen to the bandits and Jianghu people who lost the Immortal Book, it was obviously not as good as discussing the wonder of the Immortal Dao.

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The book that Jiang Lang took away casually made the man who had gained and lost extremely painful in his heart, and the night clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat due to nervousness.

The man remained cautious all the way, carefully searching every nook and cranny until he left the city again, and then carefully searched along the route he had taken back from his return.

When the road gets farther and farther away, when the hope becomes more and more slim, the pain and unwillingness in the man's heart become more and more intense.

In the end, the man, who had taken three or four times as long to leave, returned to the wilderness bush where he had read and hidden, and all hope was almost despaired.

"No why, why. This is my chance to become an immortal."

The man's eyes were bloodshot, the internal force in his body was staggering, and the muscles and bones on his body were "creaking", and after a long time, he knelt on the ground, and his ten fingers were deeply slammed into the ground.

"No, that's not right!"

The man finally fell to the ground, then rolled over and looked at the sky.

The sky has not yet dawned, the wind and rain have long stopped, the clouds have dispersed, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the man is stunned.

Is everything tonight just a dream?

No, I did see the fairy book, and I did see the fairy text

"Fairy Tips!"

After the man muttered, his eyes bloomed again, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and he sat up at once.

The next moment, the man jumped to his feet, no longer thinking about anything else, and went straight to the wilderness.

Before dawn, in a small boat in an unknown small ditch, a man who had changed his night clothes sat inside, and there were study utensils on the table in the boat, and the man grabbed the pen and closed his eyes in contemplation, enduring the feeling of headache, and after a long time, the tip of the pen fell on the paper.

Listen to the waves in your body, like the waves that follow.

With his super memory, the man actually wanted to write down the ancient seal script that he couldn't even understand most of the time, and when the two sentences fell, the hand holding the pen had begun to tremble.

But the man clearly didn't want to stop.

Holding the pen steady, the man dipped the ink and put the pen down again.

Meridians, rivers and lakes.

"Uhh

At this moment, the man's arm was bruised, and the pen fell steadily again!

Luck is like a tide, the water is full of three passes, the human body is heaven and earth, and the Xuanyuan is immortal.

This ancient seal script is also hieroglyphic, and it is also regular, and most of the characters as a whole cannot be understood, but the division records in the font can still be done.

The memory has begun to blur, and even the vision has been blurred, and the headache seems to have been chopped by an axe and a chisel.

But there was only one thought in the man's mind.

Be sure to write it silently, be sure to write it out!

This is my immortal fate, this is the fate of ascending to the immortal in this life, even if I can't, even if I run out of oil and the lamp is dry, but my children must be able to, and future generations must be able to!

Blood spilled from the man's eyes, like two lines of bloody tears, and he didn't realize it.

Blood and tears fell on the table and paper, making the man's movements pause.

At this moment, the man suddenly realized that he might not be able to get out of Dayong.

But at this moment, it is impossible to tell him to stop, even if he dies, he must finish writing, until he can't write anymore, until his memory is shattered.

In order to ensure that the hard work was not in vain, while there was still strength left at the moment, the man held the pen with a trembling hand, pointed directly on the blood stains on the table, and dropped a line of words in the empty space of the paper with blood ink.

"Leave a book is a pen, for future generations, if someone can get this book, I hope to send it to if someone is destined to study it, don't forget my heirs, don't forget the fate of the book."

After writing this line, the man seemed to have a lot of strength again, and once again silently wrote the ancient seal of the immortal text, and before he knew it, the long hair on the top of his head had gradually grayed

Yi Shuyuan, who was far away in the underwater Dragon Palace of Changfeng Lake, his heart jumped slightly, he couldn't care about Jiang Lang's words in his ears, he pinched his fingers slightly, and his face was surprised.

Even from Yi Shuyuan's point of view, from this moment on, that person can really be called desperate to seize the opportunity!

(End of chapter)