""Zhiyang Dao" has clouds: the upper cloud peak, Xin is yin, Ren is water, the sun and the moon are distinct, the tooth knife is like a lake, the yao is rugged, the side body is flying phoenix, and the gold is cut from the fire. Zhang Baijian copied the witch scripture on the gold-patterned animal skin with a jade pen in his hand, and followed the tip of his pen in his mouth, and a kind of feeling poured into his heart with the tip of the pen.

A trace of qi faintly emanated from Zhang Baijian's body, but he didn't notice it himself.

Finally sketching the last stroke on the bibliographic paper, Zhang Baijian stopped his pen.

Looking at the stack of paper manuscripts on the corner of the table, Zhang Baijian stretched.

"Xiao Jiu, has the witch scripture to be transcribed today been copied?" asked a third senior brother in a cyan robe. This third senior brother is full of affinity and tranquility, and he is obviously another doppelganger.

Zhang Baijian nodded and said: "Of course!" "Zhiyang Dao" and "Huai**" are the most complete and most suitable two witch scriptures in the Yin and Yang Twin Paths, if they can't be copied in one go, I'm afraid that the transcription is just some words, only its shape, not its spirit!"

The third senior brother also nodded and said: "What the senior brother said is that the vertebral yang and Huaiyin are one, and according to legend, if it is paired with a copy of "Miscellaneous Wrong Path", the most primitive "Chaos Witch Sutra" can be restored, and watching "Chaos Witch Sutra" has immeasurable benefits for the improvement of some corresponding martial arts and the mastery of yin and yang spells. ”

Zhang Baijian gently sorted out the scriptures copied on the table and handed them to a witch cultivator who was in charge of managing the library, and then said, "Senior brother, after transcribing Shiyang and Huaiyin today, shouldn't you copy the Five Elements Dao tomorrow?"

The third senior brother smiled and said: "Xiao Jiu! Are you anxious? Others regard copying the Witch Sutra as a chore, and you still enjoy it, but you can't be in a hurry, copying the Witch Sutra is not the same as watching the Witch Sutra, watching is just comprehension, and copying is to instill your own comprehension in the text, the two are absolutely different, so be it! You copy the Zhiyang and Huaiyin for another three days, and then spare ten days to read the "Black Water Dao" and "Kwai Water Dao" properly. After that, I will start the transcription of the "Five Elements Dao", the waterway is the most supple of the five elements, and it should be easier to comprehend!"

Zhang Baijian also smiled and said, "Okay! Senior brother!"

The third senior brother took the scripture in Zhang Baijian's hand, turned around and walked away. Zhang Baijian shook his head with a smile, and picked up a book of witchcraft placed in the other corner of the table, and the words on the cover of the witchcraft were "Ruijin Dao".

The way of the five elements, sharp gold is precious, this is the common sense of witch cultivators.

Other words. If you want to watch "Ruijin Dao", you must first have a lot of understanding of the four realms of water, wood, earth, and fire, otherwise you can only be confused when watching "Ruijin Dao", and it is impossible to gain anything.

Perhaps it is the reason why there are no distracting thoughts, Zhang Baijian is now concentrating on reading books and comprehending the various charms of heaven and earth recorded in the Witch Sutra, but when he comprehends the Witch Sutra, he has a sensitivity beyond ordinary people. Of course, the multicolored divine urn that had already been formed in his body also had a certain effect. Zhang Baijian watched the Five Elements Witch Sutra attentively, in order to find the secret of the five methods of Caiyun and restore the bright moon formula.

Now although he has entered Lei Ze, he is the ultimate method of the five laws of Caiyun. Zhang Baijian still has a strong curiosity and pursuit. I often fantasize about what kind of power it is.

"The sun of the first mountain, the beginning of the sharp gold, the void of the yin, the festival of salary, the surging of soft water, the emergence of green gold, the fierceness of the fire, the momentum of Jin Xin, the virtue of the soil, and the pregnancy is pure gold. Shenmu is contained, and Shenhua can be learned. Zhang Baijian shook his head and read the starting outline of the first page of "Ruijin Dao", sometimes speaking in a row, sometimes pausing and comprehensing.

Recite for a moment. Zhang Baijian grabbed the jade pen on the table and silently recorded it on the record paper.

One stroke at a time, like an iron painting with a golden hook, revealing that the paper is full of murderous atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zhang Baijian frowned and looked at the outline of "Ruijin Dao" written by himself, waved his hand and crumpled the outline he wrote, and then threw it into the corner.

Another heavy stroke fell on the vellum paper.

This time it's all in one go. The dragon and phoenix dance all over the paper, but a few sloppy strokes give people a feeling like a strong wind.

Shaking his head, Zhang Baijian kneaded the beast paper again.

"It's a pity! More than flexible! Not strong enough!" Zhang Baijian sighed.

Then Zhang Baijian wrote for the third time.

But the tip of the pen was on the paper, but Zhang Baijian did not move his fingertips and wrists.

After sighing three times in a row, Zhang Baijian finally put down the jade pen in his hand.

Putting down the "Ruijin Dao" in his hand, Zhang Baijian knew that his current Taoism was still not enough after all, and he could not really express the meaning of "Ruijin Dao".

Leaving the desk where the scriptures were transcribed, Zhang Baijian walked around the library pavilion.

It has been half a year since I entered the Ninth Thunder Domain, and in addition to copying the witch scriptures, I watched some strange magazines about the five Tibets and eight wildernesses and even the land of the nine seas.

In the past six months, Zhang Baijian has gained a lot of knowledge.

Walking towards his familiar place, Zhang Baijian stopped in front of the bookcase No. 372, and then pulled out a book called "Miscellaneous Records of the Southern Wilderness" there, although the name of this book is ordinary, it records all kinds of strange things in the Southern Wilderness, regional customs of various places, and even specialties and legends of a certain place, which is worth Zhang Baijian's time to watch.

In the same system as this "Southern Wilderness Miscellaneous", there are also "Eastern Wilderness Miscellaneous" and "Western Wilderness Miscellaneous", as for the remaining "Northern Wilderness Miscellaneous" and "Middle Earth Miscellaneous", but they were not found, and they were either not collected or lost, which made Zhang Baijian regret for a long time.

After reading "Miscellaneous Notes of the Eastern Wilderness" for a while, Zhang Baijian really didn't have much mood to continue reading, and three attempts to write "Ruijin Dao" failed to make Zhang Baijian's mood somewhat depressed, even his favorite miscellaneous notes on weekdays have now lost interest.

Walking casually, his fingertips scratching on the bookshelf, Zhang Baijian likes the touch of his fingertips very much.

I don't know how long I walked, Zhang Baijian just felt that he was walking back and forth in rows in the entire library, and the bookshelves were all the same bookshelves, although the books were different, they seemed to be the same.

There are very few people in the library today.

Those witches who like to read the scriptures here on weekdays didn't come, because today was Razor's triennial disciple selection conference. Many elders and Supreme Elders would show up and select disciples in the door.

Because a disciple meeting may be an opportunity to ascend to heaven step by step, so the followers gather.

Zhang Baijian, who was distracted, suddenly felt a slight stinging pain from his fingertips. This aroused Zhang Baijian's curiosity, with his current physical strength, even if the steel nails were constantly piercing into his body, the damage was also the steel nails, and Zhang Baijian himself would not feel pain.

Turning his face, Zhang Baijian found that what made his fingertips feel a slight pain turned out to be a small wooden thorn. The thorns look inconspicuous, but when you look closely, they seem to be deliberately raised. It seems that someone made a mark to hide something.

Reaching out and grabbing the wooden thorn, Zhang Baijian peeled off the wooden thorn in reverse.

Sure enough, the wooden thorn was a plug in a dark grid.

Pulling out all the wooden corks along the wooden thorns, Zhang Baijian put his hand into the dark grid, and from the dark grid he found a small wooden box.

Gently opening the wooden box, Zhang Baijian saw a witch scripture that he had never heard of.

"Is it the Twelve Void Paths?" (To be continued.) )