Zhou Tong ran in the dense woods, and his newly healed body looked very struggling, and his back was soaked with sweat. Getting closer and closer to the cliff where the master often stays, his heart is getting higher and higher, and he disobeys his master's order to participate in the autumn competition, and he comes back with an injury. Later, what awaits him?

A white figure had been standing here for a long time, and Zhou Tong looked at the solemn back in front of him and didn't dare to step forward.

"It's already here, why don't you walk in front of the teacher?"

"Because I don't know how to face you, old man. Zhou Tong didn't dare to look directly at the Moon Viewing Dao Chief.

"You still know how to be embarrassed!" said the Moon Gazing Chief, teasing. "Strictly speaking, you didn't disobey me, actually, you did a good job. ”

Zhou Tong looked at the Moon Viewing Daoist in disbelief, he couldn't believe that he actually praised him. "You don't blame me, and you praise me?"

When the Taoist Guanyue heard this, he said slightly angrily: "What's wrong with praising you? Okay, you memorized these books for me tonight." Get me the first place early tomorrow morning, or you won't recognize me as a master. ”

Ah? What's going on? Zhou Tong was completely confused, why did the old man change his mind and let me participate in the autumn competition? He was about to ask if he had heard it wrong, but without waiting for him to ask more, the Daoist of the Moon Viewing Sect called Qin Long to jump up and leave with a roar.

Alas!-People say that a woman's heart is a needle, and this old man's heart is similar.

Before you know it, the sun is setting. Zhou Tong had no choice but to read at night, with several heavy books on his hand, such as "Imperial Sword Spectrum", "Qimen Dunjia Strange Technique", and "Zongmen Divine Scroll", and he was flipping through the "History of the Woxian Taoist Temple".

More than 3,000 years ago, the ancestor of the Woxian Taoist Temple was originally a Taoist who traveled around, without any sect. When he walked to the foot of Junyue Peak, he saw such a fairyland on earth, and suddenly had the idea of this independent portal. From the initial small sect to the current façade, after breaking through a well-known name on the mainland, but hundreds of years ago, the Woxian Taoist Temple suddenly disappeared from the mainland. It turned out that the Woxian Taoist Temple experienced a disaster that was almost wiped out, and the cause was only a few words in the book. When the original Woxian Taoist Temple was founded, the ancestor recruited a lot of strange people in order to expand the portal, which also buried the hidden danger of detonating the almost extinction of the Woxian Taoist Temple. Many of these strange people have ill intentions, they just use the Woxian Taoist Temple to make their own name, and with the Woxian Taoist Temple in full swing, these unscrupulous people will rebel against the independent portal of the Woxian Taoist Temple. Fortunately, the fate of the Woxian Taoist Temple should not be extinct, and some decent disciples fought hard to kill the traitors to basically purify the foundation of the Woxian Taoist Temple, and this disaster greatly damaged the vitality of the Woxian Taoist Temple. In order to avoid the real destruction of the outside world, he had to 'disappear' from the mainland overnight and enter the retreat......

Zhou Tong rubbed the corners of his forehead, which was a little painful, and flipped through the heavy books in his hand, and couldn't help sighing. The candlelight on the table slowly became faint, and he reluctantly lit the third candle and continued to study.

The candle flame on the table flickered and swayed from side to side. Zhou Tong hurriedly covered the candle flame with his hand and looked at the window, which was very tightly closed. Where does this wind come from?

A low laugh came into his ears lowly, and Zhou Tong didn't need to look to know who was visiting late at night. "Get out of here! I don't have time to talk to you tonight. ”

"That's good! Even I dare to catch it!" the demon spirit came uninvited, and he sat leisurely opposite Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong ignored it and continued to gnaw on the contents of the book.

"Oh!—when I didn't exist, and since you like to read books so much, I'll let you eat them." The demon soul approached Zhou Tong with a wicked smile.

"Ahh I won't ......" Zhou Tong jumped up from his seat, and he didn't finish his words before he finished speaking.

Helplessly, Zhou Tong once again 'repeated the tragedy'......

The demon soul slapped the remaining confetti on his palm, and said, "Isn't this a lot easier!" After a gust of wind, just as he came, it came and went quickly!

Poor Zhou Tong was held up to death by four books......

Nothing was said all night.

"Zhou Tong, wake up!"

"Ahh

"What kind of books to eat?" Wu asked in confusion.

"Whew! no...... It's nothing. It's just a nightmare!Are you looking for me?" Zhou Tong took a deep breath and quickly changed the topic.

"Today is the last day of the autumn competition, should you have forgotten?" Wu Yan reminded lazily.

Zhou Tong remembered yesterday's master's explanation, hurriedly finished freshening up, and followed Wu Tong to the competition venue.

Along the way, Zhou Tong found that his mind was like a movie reviewing the contents of the books he ate last night, which was quickly absorbed and digested by him, and he couldn't forget it. It's amazing! What the hell is going on? How does the content of a eaten book come to mind on its own?

It turned out that the five-colored soul that Zhou Tong had eaten before had experienced that fierce competition, and by chance, the five-colored soul in his body was pulled by the power of the soul jade, and his body began to absorb a small part of the five-colored soul, and after this small part of the five-colored soul circulated in the blood, it fused with each other, thus transforming the physique. As long as it enters Zhou Tong's body, whatever it is, it will be transformed into his knowledge, energy or other functions by itself, and the absorption and comprehension of these two aspects have also been greatly improved by hundreds of thousands of times. If this entire five-colored soul is completely absorbed by Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong's power will reach earth-shattering, and there is no doubt that the weeping ghosts and gods will be there. As for the extent reached, I am afraid...... It's a situation that no one can imagine.

Now, Zhou Tong's strength is only equivalent to the level of the weakest of the twelve halberd moon dead warriors who guard the secret Hidden Treasure Pavilion in the Woxian Taoist Temple. For a disciple who has just started, this kind of power is already very amazing!

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