The disciples were all bewitched by Yin Tiancheng to study the mysteries of the ancient books, and he was bored sitting on the podium alone, so he asked Xuanyang and Cang Songzi to go up to the second floor with them to see the secret books of cultivating immortals collected by the ancestors of the past dynasties.

As soon as he entered the door, what came into his eyes was a dense row of bookshelves, Yin Tiancheng counted slightly, there were at least dozens of bookshelves, thousands of books.

He was surprised in his heart, and said secretly: "There are so many books, but why are the disciples of the Flying Feather Sect so poorly cultivated, can it be that they can only read dead books and don't know how to be flexible?"

Taking a closer look, Yin Tiancheng found that the yellowed covers of many books were stained with dust, and his face suddenly sank, and he picked up one and said to Xuanyang: "Look at it, the books are all dusty, and no one usually comes to clean them?"

Xuanyang blushed and said, "Usually it's an old man who cleans, but unfortunately his wife died this month, so he ......"

"You don't have to say it. Yin Tiancheng interrupted his words and said a little unhappily: "From tomorrow onwards, you will have to arrange at least four disciples every day to do this!"

"But the disciples are diligent in cultivating every day, who has time to clean up?"

"Diligent in cultivation, I can't see it, right?" As soon as he heard this, Yin Tiancheng became angry, remembering the scene when Zixuan bullied Nangong Yan when he first went up the mountain, and immediately sneered: "You see how many of the apprentices under Qingyun are diligent and hardworking?"

In one sentence, Xuanyang was speechless, and even with Cang Songzi beside him, his face was embarrassed.

Yin Tiancheng didn't spare any mercy, and said to Xuanyang: "Are you afraid of offending people? ”

"I don't know who Uncle Tai wants to do this errand?"

"I think Zixuan is more suitable for this job. After a pause, Yin Tiancheng reported the names of the other three male disciples, all of whom were the senior brothers who had bullied Nangong Yan that day.

However, Yin Tiancheng did not mention Huang Dalei, after all, he was wary of this guy with deep strength.

Cang Songzi said with a bitter face on the side: "The little girl has been pampered since she was a child, I'm afraid I can't bear this hardship, can Uncle Shi make other arrangements?"

"I know that you are anxious to protect your daughter, but have you thought about it, the reason why I asked Zixuan to clean up the books is to take the opportunity to hone her mind. Otherwise, your precious daughter will run down the mountain to play twice in three days, and we will regret it too late if something happens. ”

"Uncle Shi saw that I would order her work after I went back. Cang Songzi nodded frequently, moved by Yin Tiancheng's good intentions.

But how did he know that Yin Tiancheng never expected Zixuan to be able to reform herself, he just took this opportunity to restrain this water-based Yanghua woman, lest she cause trouble in her spare time and bully a kind-hearted female disciple like Nangong Yan.

After teaching Cang Songzi a lesson, Yin Tiancheng asked Xuanyang again: "Why is there no one else here except us?"

"Not really. Xuanyang replied cautiously: "These books are the painstaking efforts of the ancestors, if the disciples do not cherish them, damage or lose one of them is an immeasurable loss." ”

"Fart!" Yin Tiancheng couldn't help but curse, and Xuanyang trembled with fright.

Yin Tiancheng also felt that he was a little out of shape, so he slowed down his tone and said: "I can even contribute my treasured books generously, what are you reluctant to do? From now on, the Transmission Hall is open to all disciples, and there can be no restrictions!"

Xuanyang dared to disobey Yin Tiancheng's meaning, and nodded in agreement.

Yin Tiancheng sighed, went straight to the first row of bookshelves, picked up a book casually and looked at it a few times, then put it back and continued to read the next one.

After reading dozens of books in a row, Yin Tiancheng found that they were all alchemy books, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

He didn't know anything about this knowledge, and he wasn't interested in it, so he turned around and asked, "Why haven't I seen a single book on the cultivation of spells of this sect?"

Xuanyang then understood his intentions, and hurriedly brought Yin Tiancheng to the last row of bookshelves.

Yin Tiancheng raised his eyes and found that there were two or three hundred books on the shelf, so he couldn't help frowning and asked, "These are the spell cultivation secrets of the Flying Feather Gate?"

Seeing Xuanyang nodding yes, Yin Tiancheng became strange and said secretly: "It seems that the Feiyu Sect has a lot of spell cheats, but why are the disciples so poor? Even if it is a one-person cultivator, he should be able to achieve something! Isn't Xuanyang right, because ordinary people can't get access to these cheats, can't their cultivation grow quickly?"

So he said to Xuanyang, "Move all the books on this shelf to my room." ”

Xuanyang exclaimed: "Uncle Taishi, in fact, the spells recorded in these books are similar, I think you have already been able to apply them skillfully, why do you still need to read them?"

"I'm useful, don't ask for it yet. ”

Hearing Yin Tiancheng say this, Xuanyang immediately went downstairs and called in a few powerful disciples to pack these hundreds of books and carry them to Yin Tiancheng's room.

In the next few days, Yin Tiancheng handed over the matter of supervising the disciples' research of ancient books to Cang Songzi, while he stayed in the room and flipped through those so-called cultivation secret books.

The more he looked at it, the more disappointed he became, and found that the facts were indeed as Xuanyang said, although there were many books, many of them were repeating the same spells, and some of them even did not match the preface, and a layman like Yin Tiancheng could see obvious mistakes.

According to a rough count, there are not many exercises that can really be practiced in the book, and there are only a few dozen of them. And these spells, he has already successfully copied them.

Later, he discovered that some of these spells were exercises created by the predecessors of the Flying Feather Sect, and others were small spells such as the Fire Dragon Technique and the Fire Snake Technique, which were commonly used.

These small spells that can be mastered by hard study, and expecting the disciples to use them to defeat the enemy, it is really a hell of a life!

No wonder before Yin Tiancheng came to Ganzao Mountain, even the weak Jianyumen dared to come to the door to bully, now it seems that this is really no wonder of them, whoever sees Feiyumen's poor strength, it is strange not to bully.

At the same time, Yin Tiancheng discovered a strange thing, none of these books were written by the Deadwood Dao Master, and when he sent someone to call Xuanyang to ask, he learned that among the previous sect masters he saw in the Lone Eagle Peak that day, except for the Deadwood Dao Master who had not officially succeeded him, the other sect masters had left their own cultivation works.

Yin Tiancheng was surprised, and hurriedly asked Xuanyang to find out the books written by these sect masters, but the result was deep disappointment.

The spells recorded in the book are still those small spells that do not enter the stream, and the most powerful is the Red Flame Hell Technique that Cang Songzi learned not long ago!

Could it be that except for his amnesiac self, the sect masters of the past dynasties were all mediocre like Xuanyang?

Unconsciously, Yin Tiancheng had subtly regarded himself as the Deadwood Dao Master, and when he discovered the real reason for the poor strength of the Flying Feather Gate, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

He realized that if he couldn't find a correct cultivation method for the Flying Feather Sect, the disciples in that sect would probably not make great progress in their cultivation in their lifetime.

Although he found the root of the problem, Yin Tiancheng didn't have a good solution to this problem for a while, after all, he looked strong on the surface, but all the spells he had copied from others, and he didn't even have any vitality, how could he teach his disciples new spells!

In desperation, he could only start with those seemingly precious cultivation secret books, and decided to seal the ancient books in the Transmission Hall with incorrect contents, and then summarize all the books with duplicate contents, so as to reduce the burden on everyone when they flipped through the books.

This is a very cumbersome project, but most of the disciples were deeply moved when they saw Yin Tian's dedication to becoming a Feiyu Sect, and they took the initiative to come over to help, so it was all sorted out in less than a month.

But at this time, something happened that Yin Tiancheng didn't expect.

That day, he was discussing the future development of Feiyu Gate with Xuanyang, when he saw a disciple come in and report that he had caught a spy in the mountains.

Yin Tiancheng shrugged his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "Is it the disciple of the Sword Feather Sect again?"

He suddenly became angry and decided to teach this cheeky guy a lesson, lest he haunt himself.

But after a few disciples escorted the middle-aged man in disguise into the house, Yin Tiancheng almost laughed, he hurriedly sat upright, and shouted at this person: "Who are you, what are you doing to trespass on my Feiyu Gate?

Seeing that Yin Tiancheng pretended not to know, the man was immediately furious, and shouted: "How long have you been away from Fengcheng, and you put up this big shelf, don't you know me in disguise?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple behind him flew up and kicked him to the ground, scolding in his mouth: "You are such a big dog, you dare to call our uncle and ancestor with such a rude attitude, you are really impatient!"

"What are you talking about? This kid ...... Is it your uncle and ancestor?" the man was taken aback and stared at Yin Tiancheng in disbelief.

"I think you're not honest if you don't fight!" Seeing that he was still disrespectful to Yin Tiancheng, the Feiyu Sect disciple shouted.

The man suddenly froze and shouted at the disciple, "Hero...... Daxian, if you have something to discuss, don't be rude! I'm a person in the government, and if you beat me, you're openly contemptuous of the court!"

Since ancient times, the immortal cultivation world has not dealt with the government, and it has always been the well water that does not interfere with the river water, so this disciple heard that the middle-aged man was using the government to press him, and he became more and more angry, and he immediately raised his hand, ready to slap this guy a few times.

Yin Tiancheng couldn't help but laugh and stopped his disciple's actions, and then said: "He is also a guest, how can you beat him in public! ”

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, but then he heard Yin Tiancheng say with a smile: "It's better like this, you drag him to the forest where there is no one at the bottom of the mountain and beat him, and then strip off his clothes and throw him on the official road, so that others will think that he was robbed by bandits, and it has nothing to do with my Feiyumen." ”

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted in panic: "Yin Tiancheng, you can't turn your face and deny people as soon as you are developed! We have drunk flower wine together, you won't even forget about this, right?"

As soon as he heard the other party talk about his past deeds, Yin Tiancheng couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, and said to everyone: "He is Ding Ming, the head catcher of Fengcheng, my former colleague." ”

Only then did everyone know that Yin Tiancheng was teasing Ding Ming, and everyone laughed.

Yin Tiancheng hurriedly asked the disciple to untie Ding Ming, and then asked, "What kind of wind blew you here today?"

Ding Ming said anxiously: "Tiancheng, you come back to Fengcheng with me, something happened to Lord Lin!"

Yin Tiancheng's heart suddenly tightened, in fact, as soon as Ding Ming came in, he knew that the other party was looking for him, but he never expected that the reason why Ding Ming went up the mountain was that Lin Chengen had an accident.

Ding Ming took a breath and then told the truth of the matter: "Three days ago, several thieves openly broke into the yaya and kidnapped Lord Lin!"

"What, Lord Lin has been kidnapped?" Yin Tiancheng was also uneasy when he heard this, and immediately shouted: "You are all eating dry rice! There are at least a dozen catchers on duty in the yali every day, and you can let adults fall into the hands of thieves!"

"Brother, don't blame us for being useless, those thieves have so many spells, we can't beat them at all!"

This is really a strange thing, people in cultivation generally don't take the initiative to find trouble with the government, and Yin Tiancheng knows that the county magistrate Lin Chengen has never had anything to do with the immortal cultivation world, otherwise he wouldn't have thought that the ghosts and gods were all false when he was on an errand in the yamen before.

Seeing that Yin Tiancheng was silent, Ding Ming thought that he would not be saved when he saw death, and he lowered his breath when he spoke again.

"Tiancheng, before leaving, the thief put down his cruel words, and asked us to scrape together five thousand taels of gold to ransom Lord Lin within five days, otherwise, they will tear up the ticket as soon as the time comes!"

Hearing what Ding Ming said was so dangerous, Xuanyang hurriedly got up and said to Yin Tiancheng: "Although the faction is not rich, it can still make up five thousand taels of gold. Uncle Taishi, please wait a while, I will ask someone to bring the gold up and hand it over to Master Ding. ”

Ding Ming didn't look happy at all, but said more anxiously: "It's not about money, the brothers in the yali have already taken out their belongings and made up enough money." ”

Yin Tiancheng suddenly became angry and shouted at Ding Ming: "Then why don't you go to ransom Lord Lin quickly, and then think of arresting these thieves! Why did you run to Ganzao Mountain to find me? Aren't you afraid that this will delay time and cause the thieves to tear up the ticket?"

"It's because I'm worried that the thief will tear up the ticket after collecting the money, so I hurried to Ganzao Mountain to find you!"

Yin Tiancheng was silent, he had to admit that Ding Ming's worries were not groundless, thieves kidnapped hostages to extort money, and then tore up tickets after collecting money, he and Ding Ming had seen a lot.

At this time, he saw Ding Ming crying and said with a sad face: "After the adults are tied up, as soon as the brothers are combined, you will be able to do spells in the yamen, if you don't ask you to go back and clean up that gang of thieves, how can we have the ability to rescue Lord Lin!"

Yin Tiancheng pinched his fingers and calculated, only to find that there were only two days left before the ransom was paid, and if he didn't rush back to Fengcheng in time, Lin Chengen's life would probably be lost.

At this moment, he couldn't keep his composure anymore, so he quickly got up and ordered Xuanyang to prepare two fast horses, and he wanted to go down the mountain immediately and rush back to Fengcheng with Ding Ming to clean up the gang of daring thieves.

Xuanyang wanted to send some disciples with him, but Yin Tiancheng refused.

First, the large number of people is easy to arouse the vigilance of the thieves, and secondly, Yin Tiancheng is worried that the remnants of the Sword Feather Gate will take advantage of his absence to come to Ganzao Mountain to retaliate after hearing about this, so he must go back as soon as possible and not give the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of. Baidu search Le'an Xuanshu Net(乐安宣书网)