The head of Qingyue was obviously in a bad mood, and he was silent along the way, Ying Feiyang only felt that the road was extremely long, but fortunately, the Jing Pavilion had arrived in front of him.

In the past two years, because of his status as a disciple of the outer sect, although he often goes in and out of the sect, he has only gone back and forth between Danxia Peak and the mountain gate, and has never been to any other places.

Different from the solemnity of the Lingxiao Palace, the momentum is magnificent, the pavilion is just an old attic from the appearance, the vermilion lacquer falls off, the wall is mottled, the building line is the straight line structure that prevails in the two Han Dynasty, it seems clumsy, rigid, heavy, simple. It is like a historic site that has just been dug out of the soil, and there are light and free fairy buildings around it.

When I walked in, I found that the wall of the pavilion was mixed, with a single door and few windows, like a solid fortress. But there is a fierce sword intent from the inside, and before he pushes the door in, he feels cold all over his body, and he should fly and suddenly feel that this scripture pavilion is so thick, not to prevent people from entering and stealing the scriptures, but to trap this sword intent.

The two disciples of the pavilion saw that the head of the pavilion was in person, and after saluting, they pushed open the heavy wooden door, and in an instant, Ying Feiyang only felt tens of thousands of sword qi burst out from the inside, and the hairs on his body stood up, and he suddenly took a few steps back.

But this feeling is just a flash and then dissipated into nothing, only the smell of the musty scroll comes to the face, what kind of sword qi is there, the two gatekeepers looked at Ying Feiyang in a daze, as if looking at a madman, Ying Feiyang smiled, and entered the scripture pavilion embarrassed.

As soon as I entered the pavilion, I saw that the shelves lined up in rows were stacked with vast sword books, "Breaking the Wind and Cutting the Cloud Sword", "Aohan Swordsmanship", "Sun Shooting Sword Duel", "Willow Wind Swordsmanship"...... Looking at the familiar scrolls, Ying Feiyang knew where he felt.

Lingxiao Kendo has been established for thousands of years, and each book is the hard work of predecessors and the accumulation of years. For thousands of years, every famous disciple of Ling Xiao has stood next to this simple bookshelf, with his dedication to the way of the sword, and studied the essence of the book under the light of the dim candlelight, which is the starting point of their sword journey. A thousand years have passed, the former fame has disappeared, and the peerless characters have turned into dust, but this dedication to the way of the sword has not been dispersed, different times, different characters, but with the same dedication, condensed into an unparalleled sword intent.

Ying Feiyang said secretly in his heart, no wonder there were only two disciples watching outside the door in the Jingge Pavilion, if anyone had the intention of snatching the Sword Sutra, he was afraid that he would be torn to pieces by this sword intent in an instant, so why should he send someone to guard it.

At this time, the head of Qingyue said: "Within this first layer, there are all the introductory swordsmanship of this sect, this layer of sword spectrum can't help disciples to watch and copy, and each peak also has a copy, since you have studied it, it seems that this first layer can't make you nostalgic." "The head of Qingyue waded up the stairs and led Ying Feiyang to the second layer.

Fang entered the second floor, Ying Feiyang's eyes lit up, the second floor was much more spacious, but there was no book, but there were piles of calligraphy and paintings, statues, flowers and trees, potted plants, mountain stones, and even any strange things that should not appear in the Jing Pavilion, just like the big water tank next to Ying Feiyang.

This water tank is not unusual, it is inconspicuous in anyone's house, but it is placed in the pavilion, and this is puzzling, and what is even more strange is that the water in the water tank seems to be being stirred, swirling and turning, Ying Feiyang stared for a long time, still no sign of stopping, Ying Feiyang could not hide his curiosity, and reached out to touch the water surface.

But was caught by the head of Qingyue, and said: "If the first layer is a sword spectrum with words, then this layer is a wordless sword spectrum, the water tank in front of you is the seventeenth generation of the door in the head of the door when he created the Taiji Silk Sword, he made the day of the sword, stirred the water in the tank with the sword, and then after three hundred years, the water in the tank is still rotating, if you reach into the water with your understanding, it may help deepen the understanding of the Taiji Silk Winding Sword, and catch up with the realm of the head of the Wuzhongzi year. ”

Ying Feiyang put his hand away and continued: "But if you stretch out your hand, it can be regarded as if I picked this 'Sword Book', and then I won't have the opportunity to ask for the "Taiyi Xuanjing" again, right." ”

"You're smart. Head Qingyue nodded

"Then forget it. Ying Feiyang sighed lightly, and then pulled his feet and left, no longer nostalgic for the water tank. But the surrounding things are reflected in the eyes one after another, this calligraphy iron silver hook, vertical and horizontal, strong strength into the wood three points, hidden big clumsy, majestic sword, that painting and calligraphy are few than a few ratios, has painted the essence of the landscape, although the brushwork is light and elegant, but there is a hidden spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers, there must be a point to meet, the artistic conception of the far-reaching sword. This vase of flower arrangement will pear blossoms, peach blossoms, plum blossoms several different time flowers inserted in the same porcelain vase, although the color is complicated, but not the slightest bit of brightness, but there is a sense of naturalness, hidden to see the heaven and earth, the sword of willful nature.

should fly like a poor ghost into Baoshan, and several times I almost couldn't help but stop and take a closer look. Gritting his teeth, he decided to close his eyes and not look again.

But the moment Fang closed his eyes, there was a statue that attracted Ying Feiyang's attention, the statue was carved from white jade, the size of a living person, the carving was a beautiful woman who drew a sword and danced, the carving person must be smooth and flexible to the extreme, it was a woman's hair like flying, and her clothes seemed to tremble slightly, although the jade carving was a dead thing, it was as smart as a living person.

But what really attracted Ying Feiyang was the carved woman's face, the woman's pointed face, slender eyebrows, slightly curved corners of her mouth, with a little sad smile, was actually five points similar to Xie Lingyan!

The candlelight flickered on the side, and the eyes of the jade woman changed, as if they were alive in an instant, with affection in their eyes, with a tenderness like water, which seemed to be affectionate, but also hidden a trace of sadness.

If you look closely at the technique of falling the knife during the carving, combined with the divine will of the woman drawing the sword and dancing, you will definitely be able to get a set of affectionate swords, but Qingyue took a step forward and blocked Ying Feiyang's sight. His expression flashed a hint of gloom and said: "This statue is the latest work in this layer, but the author of the statue is not a person from this sect, nor is he known for his swordsmanship, and he is not even a decent person. ”

The head of Qingyue seemed to be sad, but Ying Feiyang still couldn't hold back and asked, "Head, I don't know who the woman engraved by this jade statue is?"

The head of Qingyue sighed and said, "The one who is dead." I know what you want to ask, but the person in the image has long since turned to dust, so you don't need to mention it again, and it will only make her sad. ”

"Yes. Ying Feiyang secretly said in his heart: "This statue is placed here, even if ordinary disciples have not seen it, can Senior Aunt Shang and Uncle Xie not see it?" I can see that she is similar to Xie Lingyan, and they can naturally see that since they have not mentioned it, it means that they don't want people to delve into the story of this statue, so why should I bother to listen to others**." ”

Thinking about this section, I looked at the statue's warm eyes like water, and smiled in my heart: "My senior sister's crazy girl doesn't have such gentle eyes. "Anyway, without looking at it again, he followed Qingyue's pace and stepped up to the third floor.

Entering the third layer, the inner pattern is similar to the first layer, all of which are bookshelves in a vertical row, and the books are densely discharged, but this layer of mildew is heavier, and the inner scroll also has an extra layer of floating ash, which should have not been touched for a long time, and then look at the scroll carefully, it is no longer a swordsmanship, but a magic immortal trick, the five elements of yin and yang, the mechanism formation, and the medicine divination...... and even a subset of Confucian scriptures and history, Buddhist scriptures and teachings, all of them.

This layer is all miscellaneous studies of the outer sect, and the Lingxiao Sword Sect advocates breaking ten thousand laws with one sword, and the disciples are all proficient in swords, and they have no intention of caring about anything else, so it is no wonder that few people move the scrolls in this layer.

The head of Qingyue said: "The books in this layer are all-encompassing, and the sources are not the same, some are strange books and classics obtained by the disciples who traveled around the world, and some are gifts from other sects. Just like the "Taiyi Xuanjing" you asked, it was given by the Emperor Xingtian, and later the Huangshi Xingtian declined, and the classics in it were burned, and our "Taiyi Xuanjing" became a unique book. "Emperor Xingtian, what kind of sect is this?" Ying Feiyang asked, Ying Feiyang has been through the Heavenly Dao for more than a year, and he is no longer ignorant of the Heavenly Dao sects. But he has never heard of the name of the emperor's star.

"You haven't heard of the Emperor Xingtian, so you asked for the Taiyi Xuanjing, you really listened to your master's words."

Ying Feiyang smiled and said cheekily: "That is, the disciple has always respected the teacher. ”

"In that case, I'll tell you a little bit, and maybe you'll change your mind when you're done. ”

"It's okay to listen, but a disciple is not someone who should be noticed easily. ”

"Whatever you want. The head of Qingyue shook his head helplessly, and began to speak: "This Emperor Xingtian is also our old neighbor, there is a crack valley seventy miles north of Tianshi Peak, which is the former site of Emperor Xingtian, and the people in the sect are proficient in the metaphysics of the I Ching, divination and fate. And the means of searching for dragons and stargazing are even more unique in the world. ”

"The old site, according to the words of the master, the Emperor Xingtian no longer exists?"

The head of Qingyue said: "That's right, as I just said, the ability of the Emperor Xingtian to find the dragon and watch the stars is unique in the world, so unlike the sect born like my Lingxiao Sword Sect, the Emperor Xingtian is always bound to the worldly imperial power. ”

"Cut, a person in the Heavenly Dao, do you also want to be the emperor's dog's leg?" Ying Feiyang said with disdain when he heard this.

"Hey, you are young and vigorous, and it is normal to despise the imperial power, but the imperial power is indeed the first great force in the world, the emperor is angry, and the corpse is thousands of miles, this kind of sentence determines the life and death of ten thousand people, but it is not something that our heavenly people can carve to do, and the emperor is the son of heaven, and he is burdened with atmospheric luck, if the people of heaven assist, he can absorb this atmospheric luck for his own use, and he can also improve his cultivation. ”

"Relying on others to make things happen is a skill. Ying Feiyang was not convinced, but he didn't say it clearly, the head of Qingyue continued: "But it is not easy to manipulate this great force, since the Three Kingdoms and the Two Jin Dynasties and the Northern and Southern Dynasties, the imperial power has fallen, the king has shifted one after another, and I don't know how many sects have entered the WTO because they have been involved in the dispute over the world and have been wiped out. But the Emperor Xingtian is different, they can always find the assistance of the true dragon emperor in the troubled times, and some disciples have even become famous and virtuous in history. With the skill of the dragon, the Emperor Xingtian is also becoming more and more prosperous. “

"It was very prosperous, but now there is only a ruin of the old site, and then there is prosperity and decline. Ying Feiyang guessed casually.

The head of Qingyue nodded and said: "That's right, the former Emperor Yang of the previous dynasty made three expeditions to Goryeo, and built a large number of earthworks, resulting in the exhaustion of national strength and the loss of people's hearts. ”

When the head of Qingyue said this, he sighed as if he was deeply touched, and continued: "At that time, the Emperor Star Heaven was at its peak, and there were three unborn geniuses at the same time, if these three geniuses appeared in different periods, no matter who they were, they could protect the Emperor Star Heaven for a hundred years of prosperity,"

Although Ying Feiyang didn't finish listening to it, he also guessed the follow-up story so far, and said: "But if you are born in the same period, it will be the first catastrophe of the Emperor Xingtian." ”

The head of Qingyue praised: "Good guess, it's really effortless to talk to you, I will also tell you the names of these three people, you must have heard of one of them." They are called Xuanqiu Ze, Huangfu Hui, and ...... Yuan Tiangang!"