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"What did Ximen Wang feel that would make him treat the ashes of the old monk as a book of heaven?" Xu Chen frowned slightly and said, "I can guess that there is a relationship between him and Liansheng, what is the relationship?"

The senior brother said: "Ximen Wang is the apprentice of the old monk, now it seems that you have another adventure at the entrance of the Demon Sect, and I want to know what kind of person that Liansheng predecessor is, Ximen Wang betrayed the Demon Sect, I am afraid that every night I am afraid of the trouble of Liansheng's resurrection to find him, this is the so-called heart demon." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xu Chen was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked with emotion: "Is there anything you don't know, senior brother?"

"Of course, there are many more, and even the master admits that there are still many things that he has not understood, not to mention those of us who are disciples? ”

Speaking of this, the senior brother was suddenly stunned, looked at his face and smiled.

Xu Chen didn't notice the information contained in Senior Brother's expression, and said in distress: "Senior Brother, why do I feel that the topic seems to have been taken away by you to the South China Sea?

On the side of the warm fire in the bitter cold wasteland, Senior Brother Feiyun Dao and Little Brother had their first long talk with each other, in Xu Chen's later memories, this long talk was very warm and calm, without any strangeness of first meeting and talking, it was very smooth, but in fact it was very unsmooth. Because the rhythm of the senior brother is so slow, it seems that each sentence has to be thought about for a long time before it is spoken, to make sure that there are no mistakes or misunderstandings, and this hypnotic rhythm is strangely easy to deflect the topic to other places.

Xu Chen inquired about the whereabouts of Tianshu, and within a while, he reported his whereabouts after leaving the capital and coming to the wasteland. From the Feiyun Dao students in the Bishui camp to the Jade Xuanmen girl on the bank of Wenxi, from the horse thief attack controlled by Ximen Wang to the generosity and bullying in the royal court, and from the night killing Lin Ling, the great master of the Northeast Border Army, to the sword sniping Chen Lujie and the prince of the Dao idiot, until he entered the entrance of the Demon Sect and encountered the mottled sword marks left by Xuanwei and the ghost-like old monk in the bone corpse mountain.

During the previous narration, the senior brother always maintained a calm expression, even when he heard the sword intent left by Xuan Wei in the world, he was just sighing and sighing, only when he heard that Xu Chen met the living old monk in the mouth of the Demon Sect Hall, his face changed slightly.

Senior Brother looked at Xu Chen and said sincerely: "It turns out that the Fan Cage Great Array that Xuanwei formed with sword intent is as powerful as Si? Even the teacher doesn't know that the monk senior is still alive, if I know about this, I definitely don't dare to let you enter the hall alone, I wanted you to practice hard, but I didn't expect to encounter such a dangerous situation, junior brother, I'm really sorry." ”

Until this moment, Xu Chen finally confirmed that this trip to the wasteland was arranged by Feiyun Dao, and the master and senior brother had really been secretly paying attention to themselves, but it was obvious that the unmasked teacher who seemed to be omnipotent and omniscient and the senior brother who was so powerful by the fire that no one dared to challenge him were not really omniscient, at least they didn't know that there was an old monk who could turn into ashes and hook out Ximen Wang's heart demon in the mouth of the Demon Sect Hall.

Thinking of the dangerous encounter next to the mountain of corpses and bones, and thinking of the ghost-like old monk who bowed his head and gnawed on the flesh and blood of the girl, Xu Chen couldn't help but burst into tears, and said with grief and indignation: "Senior brother, you are too irresponsible. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect to pick up those things in the snow peak at that time. ”

The senior brother bowed his head in shame.

Xu Chen knew that his senior brother must have seen his intentions, but he didn't expose it, and he didn't even ridicule and make fun of it, so he responded like this, and in the face of such a sincere style, he felt a little shy in a rare way.

"Speaking of which, that little girl Duanmurong is really good to you. ”

"Senior brother, why are you talking about this?"

"You have to thank each other. ”

"Got it. ”

The senior brother took out a few sweet potatoes from the ashes under the fire and said, "Eat, they are very fragrant, these two are left for the little girl Duanmu Rong and your big black horse to eat, don't move." ”

Xu Chen stretched out his hand to touch the sweet potato, almost burned, a little angry, and said: "It's okay to leave one for Duanmurong, where is the big black horse that is qualified to eat." ”

The senior brother was a little uncomfortable with his statement, thinking that the big scalper raised by the master eats with everyone on weekdays, why can't the big dark horse raised by the little junior brother?

He shook his head and said: "Speaking of which, when I first entered the mountain when I was a child, I always refused to eat meat, because I always felt that everything has a spirit, and then I was beaten by the teacher with a stick and saw the ox eating meat, so I was twisted over......"

Xu Chen listened to his senior brother's chattering memories while fighting with the hot sweet potato, suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head and shouted in annoyance: "Senior brother, why are you biased the topic again?"

The senior brother looked at him blankly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"If Ximen Wang mistakenly thinks that the book of heaven is in the iron box because of Liansheng, what about Shen and Ye Tianming?"

"Shen didn't come for the Book of Heaven, he wanted to kill Ximen Wang and clean up the portal for the Demon Sect. ”

"What about the one named Ye Tianming?" asked Xu Chen.

The senior brother scratched his head, and said tentatively with some unconfidence: "He seems to be here for me?"

Xu Chen was silent for a moment and then shook his head and said: "This matter is not so simple, it means that the scroll will appear at the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall, on the north side of the sea, since these people from outside the world are here, they must believe in the words of the Divine Seat, and the Divine Officer makes such an untrue message, what good will it do to him the Divine Army?"

He looked up at his senior brother and said, "Then where is that heavenly book?"

Senior Brother looked at him and was silent for a long time, then asked, "You really want to know?"

Xu Chen said: "Everyone in the world wants to know. ”

The senior brother said, "But even if you know, how will it help you?"

Xu Chen glared and said seriously, "Senior brother, do you know that curiosity will kill a cat?"

The senior brother shook his head and said seriously: "This, I really don't know. ”

Then he looked up at the gray winter wasteland sky, and said curiously: "Actually, I have never known why I issued that edict during the day, but now that I think about it, could it be that there are more curious little junior disciples also some kind of chance?"

After saying this, he took out the old book from his waist and handed it to Xu Chen.

Xu Chen took the old book in a daze, vaguely understood something, but couldn't trust his judgment at all.

He looked down at the ordinary cover of the old book in his hand, and after a long silence, he finally mustered up the courage to turn the first page, and his fingers, trembling with nervousness and excitement, turned the page with a clatter.

It's like the sound of water that once sounded on the side of the waterhole on the side of the snowy peak.

This world doesn't know much about Senior Brother Feiyun Dao.

They only knew that the Taoist priest in the old jacket and broken shoes, no matter how much dust was stained on his body, always made people feel extremely clean. They only knew that the Taoist priest was calm and joyful, loved to linger by the mountain stream and pool, always tied a water scoop around his waist, drank a scoop of water when he was thirsty, and always held a book in his hand and read it often.

No one knew that the book in the Taoist priest's hand was the Book of Heaven.

Lost in the wasteland for many years, the book of heaven has never appeared.

There was a long silence by the fire.

In fact, Xu Chen didn't dare to seriously flip through the old book at all, because he didn't know what would happen after reading it.

After a long time, he raised his head with difficulty, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "This book of heaven has always been in your hand?"

The senior brother honestly admitted: "After Guanyun broke through the realm in the twilight of that year, the teacher has always handed it over to me for safekeeping. ”

Xu Chen gasped, and then found that the number of times he gasped today seemed to be more than in the past ten years combined, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "No wonder the senior brother sighed at Ximen Wang's trouble. ”

This volume in the Book of Heaven has always been in the hands of Senior Brother Feiyun Dao, but no one in the world knows about it, and countless people have greedy thoughts for it, fighting for life and death, and even like Ximen Wang, he did not hesitate to give up everything in the first half of his life.

Maybe this is also the reason why Lu Yin has never shown his big apprentice to everyone, right?

What a hardship this is, how hard life is.

Fortunately, Xu Chen is now a junior disciple of Feiyun Dao.

For Feiyun Dao, all kinds of sorrows in life are usually the sufferings of others.

When Xu Chen gently opened the old book by the fire, a breath slowly emerged from the yellowish paper, this breath was calm and indifferent, as if it did not belong to the world, and it fluttered and swayed to the sky in a moment, as if it was about to disperse into the winter clouds, and never return to the pages again.

Because this breath is too indifferent and clear, it can't repel anything in the Winter Dome Wasteland, but it doesn't merge, even those soft cloud threads can't merge, this inability to merge is not resistance and rejection, but just a silent nature, even unwilling to touch.

Without contact with nature, there will be no mutual effect, it is still a quiet winter cloud, a wasteland frost forest, even the most powerful spiritual cultivators in the world, it is impossible to discover the aura emanating from this book.

But the sky can, because the blue or lead-gray sky is a mirror, a mirror that belongs to the all-pervasive and all-pervading mirror of God, so it can clearly reflect the appearance of that breath.

The dense and low-hanging clouds in the winter sky like old cotton mattresses that suck up water quickly reacted after the opening of the scroll of the Heavenly Book, and the thick clouds twisted and tore violently, and then entangled and devoured each other, and finally broke away from each other's areas and became countless thousands of independent clouds.

It is precisely because of these backgrounds and scenes that these clouds have a clear sense of drape, turning into countless stones floating silently in the air.

Xu Chen looked up at the clouds and stones in the sky, thinking of the hundreds of millions of craggy strange stones in the large array outside the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall, if he realized something, his heart felt something, and he was silent with emotion.

Somewhere in the black wasteland.

Ye Tianming was looking at the sky and watching the clouds, with his hands behind his back, as if he had already held the thin wooden sword, his head was tilted very high, as if he had leaned on the thin wooden sword, the clothes on his body were very thin, as if he was about to fly with the cold wind on the wasteland, and the emotions on his face were also very thin, it was a kind of self-deprecation and indifference formed by thinness.

Another part of the Black Heath.

Shen is also looking at the sky and watching the clouds, his hands hanging down at his side, holding tightly like two firm stones, his head is tilted very high, as if it is a boulder on the edge of a cliff, the leather jacket on his body is very thick, no matter the cold wind blowing on the wasteland but there is no trace, the expression on his face is also very thick, it is a kind of calm formation of the truth of understanding.

Another place in the Black Wasteland.

Ximen Wang lightly lifted the reins, slowly raised his right hand, and signaled the dark clouds around him to stop, and then he looked up at the tens of thousands of clouds in the sky like hanging stones, and couldn't help but recall the hall that he could see day and night many years ago, and remembered a lot of things, and a few traces of pain flashed on his deep and iron-like face.

At this time, there were many people in the wasteland, and they did not have the ability to touch the quiet aura leaked from the heavenly book, but they saw the vision in the sky, and saw the clouds that were independent and silent and did not merge with heaven and earth.

So they were shocked, and then they fell silent.

The Book of Heaven is present in the wasteland.

It is a pity that people in the world can know the appearance of the Book of Heaven by looking at the sky and the clouds, but they do not know where the Book of Heaven appears in the wasteland.