Chapter Forty-Eight: Three Years, Three Years, and Three Years

It has been two years since Xu Cheng went from the Ten Thousand Demon Gate to the present, and this year has come to an end, this hanging city in the sky is completely different from the four seasons on the ground, this demon gate is spring, summer, autumn and winter, every season is a year.

Winter passes, and the snow melts away with the spring breeze.

Xu Cheng grew a little beard, and the light stubble started from the top of his lips to his cheeks, and he already looked like an uncle who had experienced vicissitudes.

In the deacon's hall.

Xu Cheng was wearing a linen cloth dress, and walked in front indifferently, now he seemed to be more mortal than a monk, and at this moment he walked towards the deacon hall and nodded to the deacon hall master.

The lord of the hall said, "Rahu's predecessor is inside." ”

Xu Cheng smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Xu Cheng walked over, and Luo Hu was in this room at the moment, touching a basin of dissatisfied chestnuts, and from time to time took out a slow eat, looking very leisurely.

Xu Cheng walked over and gave a sect gift, then took out a few pages from his sleeve that were so simple that they turned yellow, and said, "This is the first half of the Moon Gazetteer Demon Technique. ”

Luo Hu threw the basin over, and then said, "The following family once got a broken immortal root from ancient Kunlun, which is not bad. ”

Then Rahu took the pages and looked at them carefully.

Xu Cheng broke the chestnuts, ate them a few times casually, chewed them slowly, and a glutinous feeling came, and then a stream of aura swarmed in, so that Xu Cheng had not moved for a long time and had solidified into a liquid state of aura, which solidified a few points again.

"Thank you, Lord of the Temple. ”

Luo Hu said: "The Mochizuki Lingxi Trick is really wonderful, and you have contributed a lot." ”

Xu Cheng bowed his head and said humbly: "There is no credit, it's just a translation, it's just a lot of effort." ”

"It's been two years, and I hope you can fully translate it in the third year, and I think you should also know that I haven't accepted disciples in the sect yet. Luo Hu said with a smile, and Xu Cheng put the pot of chestnuts back again.

Luo Hu said: "You eat, I am already a little tired of eating every year." ”

Xu Cheng nodded, and then said, "I'll go down." ”

Luo Hu said: "Well, by the way, the Lord of the Ghost Palace, Tiandu, once asked me if there was anyone from the Northern Regions. ”

Xu Cheng was silent, looking at the soles of his feet, as if he was carefully counting the delicate and complicated patterns of the deacon hall.

Rahu continued, "I said that I don't have anyone from the Northern Regions here. ”

Xu Cheng raised his head and said, "Thank you." ”

"Well, I hope you can let go of any hatred, you must know that from the long process of thousands of years of cultivation, your current hatred is just a passing moment. ”

Xu Cheng nodded and said, "I've already put it down." ”

"It's best to let go, and if you can't let go, you have to let go. ”

Xu Cheng nodded silently, and then walked out, but as if he remembered something, he turned around and whispered: "Disciple, I want to sort out the ancient books in the Ancient Literature Pavilion so that it can be translated completely, and I hope that the hall master agrees." ”

"Okay, in fact, the Guwen Pavilion is just for you to use again, and the jade token you took from the Deacon Hall has already gone straight to any level. Rahu said with a smile, with a little smile in his eyes, looking like a gentle elder.

Xu Cheng nodded and thanked him, and then left.

Luo Hu looked at Xu Cheng's back, but the kindness in his eyes was not there, but with a little killing intent.

"This son must not be kept. ”

Luo Hu thought, his eyes immediately became relieved, the killing intent has been decided, whether Xu Cheng achieves the golden pill, or completely translates your magic trick, he has already become a dead man in this Luo Hu's heart.

There is no way to leave such a hateful disciple in the sect, back then, the Kunlun Immortal Gate was across the sky and carried out the eternal, but no one thought that there would be an inner ghost and steal the spirit tablet.

Luo Hu understands this truth, so he will definitely not leave Xu Cheng.

The seeds of hatred cannot be germinated.

Xu Cheng walked out, the spring breeze swept his forehead, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his head, looking very embarrassed.

Xu Cheng did not turn back, but kept walking into the distance.

"Yuan Dan must be achieved, otherwise he will definitely die. ”

Xu Cheng thought secretly.

This is Xu Cheng's current thoughts, as for the magic trick on those pages, it is just to stabilize Na Rahu.

Xu Cheng's current accumulation is bad enough, it's just an opportunity.

Xu Cheng was dressed in a linen robe, swimming in the sea of countless books above the ancient pavilion, he didn't look at the cultivation techniques, let alone any ghost secret techniques, he just looked at it quietly like a mortal scholar, just watched.

I see the local history, too.

The great truth is also read.

Ghost stories are also hilarious.

Everything seems to be looking for the day in the dark.

The third year is a year of spring flowers.

Xu Cheng didn't take a step away from this ancient pavilion, the tens of thousands of books here were almost finished being sorted out by him, how many books he sorted out, then how many books he read, and now he already felt a little dizzy.

It hadn't been a long time since he had reached his senses.

Xu Cheng held a long ladder, and both sides of the ladder became very smooth.

Xu Cheng looked at the top books.

Slowly climbed up the ladder, stretched out his hand, and in a hurry, Xu Cheng fell down with the book, and the fall was very embarrassing, and even nosebleeds came out of his nose, Xu Cheng ignored it.

He held his sleeve and wiped it with blood.

Picked up the book and looked at the name.

"Know the North Tour. ”

There were only these three words on it, but Xu Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Good fall, good fall!!" The figure was embarrassed, and he seemed to have become a madman, his hair was scattered, almost up to his waist.

But at this moment, Xu Cheng's eyes were only ecstatic.

The comic book of poetry is ecstatic.

Xu Cheng's smile at the moment was accompanied by an enlightenment of opportunity, which is different for anyone, because each one is a unique individual who belongs to this heaven and earth, so it will be completely different to compare one person's path to enlightenment with another.

Even if this path to enlightenment is the path of enlightenment that Dao Ancestor used to be, then it can only be used for reference, because no one is the same, not even twin brothers.

Xu Cheng left the book on the ground, kicked the ladder away, and then respectfully bowed to the scroll, and then kicked the scroll scattered all over again.

Xu Cheng turned around and left.

Heaven and earth outside.

Xu Cheng was dressed in linen clothes, came out of the mountain gate, and then went into the distance, countless peaks under the mountain appeared in front of Xu Cheng's eyes, and he went towards a mountain peak in the north, and then fell.

Close your eyes.

Undress.

I didn't cast any formations, nor did I use any magical powers, I just landed here indifferently, naked, in this unknown mountain, in this sky full of flowers and birds.

"Boom. ”

Xu Cheng smiled and looked at the black clouds in the sky.

White lightning in the clouds, like silver dragons, was wantonly crisscrossing, he was still sitting upright, and then drew his sword and pointed towards the dark clouds in the sky, as if he was provoking.

The dozens of thunder dragons swimming above the dark clouds in the sky fell in an instant, like raindrops, but the power in them was indeed many times greater than that rain.

Thunder falls.

Xu Cheng's sword is pneumatic.

Sword slashes the Thunder Dragon.

By the time of the eighteenth, Xu Cheng's green jade sword had been shattered to the point that only one sword bone was left, and the dried blood on it was connected, and the rest of the place had become full of holes, but every time the thunder tribulation struck, the aura on this sword was even more obvious.

There is no need for Xu Cheng to draw his sword at this moment.

As soon as the thunder light moved, the sword roared, and it went towards a thunder tribulation, and the sword roared and thundered.

In an instant, it was a fight, a round.

The sword fell.

The thunder vanished.

But the world in front of Xu Cheng was instantly darkened.

Nine thick thunderbolts like half-human bodies fell in an instant, without the slightest time to breathe, and the spatial thunderclouds were also on one side at the moment, and they turned into a dragon and tiger shape.

A dragon cloud and a tiger cloud are tearing each other between heaven and earth, and the thunder of the Dao is falling from the thunder dragon and lightning tiger.

Xu Cheng's whole body was scorched.

The sword bone was also retracted into the body to be conceived, and he picked up the water and fire bottle to resist this second layer of heavenly tribulation, and in an instant, the bottle turned into flying ashes, and then the water droplets continued to twist and change when they fell back again.

There were already some innate thunder patterns on the bottle, and it headed towards the sky again, and after a few clicks, it was already broken.

just left Xu Cheng naked, on this broken ground, sitting upright, and some man-made disasters followed.

There was an old demon who went seventy miles away, and at this moment, he suddenly looked at the dragon and tiger in the distance and smiled, and walked out of the cave, and a huge gluttonous illusory shadow behind him opened his bloody mouth.

"Another good meal, but it doesn't look cooked anymore.

East, west, north and south, each with a person's cave, are all moving at this moment.

Xu Cheng was useless at the moment and let the thunder and lightning fall, but on the surface of Xu Cheng's body, there were constantly emerging marks of the mysterious Dao, and the small snakes kept making hissing sounds, although it was illusory, but the snakes around them were all rushing,

Then he bowed his body and worshiped to Xu Cheng's side, as if welcoming their king.

Xu Cheng's skin began to crack.

Xu Cheng's head began to shatter.

Xu Cheng's flesh and blood began to dry up.

Xu Cheng's bones began to get scorched.

Xu Cheng's whole body was shattered to the extreme, like a porcelain that was barely glued together with water.

"Boom. ”

There was a thunder in the sky, and then the dragon and tiger suddenly rushed down and crashed towards Xu Cheng, and when it didn't reach Xu Cheng, the belt with the thunder and lightning had already made Xu Cheng stagger.

The old devil who had been looking at this side from a distance suddenly said: "Oh no, Dragon Tiger Jindan, it may be baked." ”

This is true, Xu Cheng began to hear a burst of mushy fragrance from his body, and the small snakes around him also roared in unison, as if lamenting.

The cracks on Xu Cheng's body continued to expand.

When the dragon and tiger rushed down, in an instant, Xu Cheng had already been knocked under the ground, and at this moment, the catastrophe was over, and the old devils and demons around all swam over, salivaing each other, looking towards the deep pit.