legend,

In ancient times, geniuses emerged in large numbers.

A woman appeared out of nowhere. No one knew where she came from, no one knew her real name, and no one knew her true face. But when she defeated all the invincible opponents in the world and was overwhelmed by the cold at high places, she became

The name of "Qijue Empress" became famous all over the world.

Looking down at the world, no one can rival you.

In ancient times, among monks, there was no distinction between Buddha, Taoism and demons.

Only divided into human race and demon race.

In that era, humans and monsters could still coexist harmoniously.

Because of the way they practice, monks are collectively called "Qi Refiners".

But one day, the Qijue Empress suddenly disappeared.

Some say she is dead.

Some say she lives in seclusion.

Some people say that she ascended to the upper world.

There are different opinions.

But the only thing that is certain is that since that day, no one has seen the Qijue Empress again.

Legend has it that she left six unique weapons in the world.

These six unique artifacts have changed hands and had different owners over the course of five thousand years.

…

In the yard full of purple petals, Yi Lin closed several secret books.

The ground was spread out in front of him.

He became the registered disciple of the elder Chuan Gong.

This process is quite magical, and I fell in love with it out of nowhere.

Note that the two of them have the same mind and are the same person.

The two of them together are the "elder who transmits the power".

It is said that when fighting outside, no matter whether the other party is one person, they are two people of the same mind, or a hundred people, they are also two people of the same mind, advancing and retreating together.

They were separated, one was called "Gongyang Black" and the other was called "Gongyang Bai".

Weird name.

Yi Lin jokingly calls them "the black and white sheep".

Although Black and White Eryang has a weird personality, he has a good character. On the first day when Yi Lin became a registered disciple, he took out one entry-level secret book after another and threw it to Yi Lin.

You pick it.

Of course Yi Lin chose to take it all.

Only children make choices.

And Lin Yi, who is thirteen years old, is already an adult.

Do adults still need to make choices?

Yi Lin looked around.

Speaking of which, the flowers planted in the yard and the dead trees planted in the corner of the yard are not ordinary worldly things.

That purple flower is said to be called "Wuxin Flower".

The flowering and leafing period of this plant lasts for a hundred years, and the leaves grow for hundreds of years without flower cores. Once they bloom, they are squeezed out directly from the leaves. After the flowers bloom, they will not wither for a hundred years. Even if they are picked, they will not wither and can last forever.

Maintain a polished appearance.

And that dead tree is called the "Infatuated Fruit Tree". After planting the fruit tree, some monks may not see it bear fruit for the rest of their lives. It all depends on fate. Once it bears fruit, only the "infatuated person" can pick the fruit, and it cannot be touched by an infatuated person.

Not possible, beyond hope.

When listening to the black and white elders bragging about their taste in family culture, Yi Lin suspected that they were bragging.

But Yi Lin has no evidence.

The action routes of the white and black sheep are also very regular.

The two of them are elders who teach the practice.

In addition to being responsible for teaching martial arts, I usually play chess out of boredom.

Day after day, year after year.

At the beginning of each month, the square on the top of the mountain will be filled with official disciples of the Tianjian Sect. The two elders will select a classic book of the Tianjian Sect and preach to the disciples.

Yi Lin is currently only a registered disciple and is not qualified to attend.

But it’s not important. Yi Lin has always liked to read, learn and understand by herself.

I heard from the two cheap masters that he also has a senior brother.

But the senior brother went out on a mission and has not returned for more than ten years, so now he has only one disciple under the elder Chuan Gong, which can be called the only disciple.

When this matter was brought up at that time, Yi Lin was curious, what kind of mission can last more than ten years?

Are people still there?

But the two cheap masters did not answer this. They just said in unison and mysteriously: The secret must not be leaked.

The translation is: confidentiality.

But that's fine.

In the villa, there is a small library.

There are many collections of books inside.

Although there is a simple triggering ban at the door of the library.

But Yi Lin observed it for a few days and easily sneaked in.

He took out more than fifty secret books in one go.

Within the Tianjian Sect, the types of secret books are numerous and complex, covering many disciplines.

Simply summarized, it can be divided into: alchemy, sword cultivation, magic techniques, weapon refining, sword formation, strange gates, and hexagram techniques.

Yi Lin was a novice on the journey of cultivation, so he didn't have to choose. The vast sea of ​​books was full of unknown knowledge. He rubbed his palms excitedly, moved out more than fifty books in one breath, and found the pure tea room in the villa.

While Black and White and Eryang were preaching, Yi Lin was reading here.

I heard from Jian Nanchun that the sermon was preached every month for three to five days. Thousands of monks from the sect sat motionless in the square. The scene was quite spectacular.

Three or five days later, Yi Lin was surprised when she heard this.

This kind of Qi refining meditation requires me to sit for ten and a half days every now and then. Isn’t this going to cause hemorrhoids?

While making random comments in his mind, Yi Lin moved the coffee table where the two elders drank tea to a corner in the tea room, cleared the space, and lined up fifty secret books horizontally and vertically.

Looking at the books that were opened page by page, Yi Lin couldn't help but feel a trance in front of her eyes, which silently overlapped with the scenes in her memory.

When was the last time you did this?

oh……

Thirteen years ago.

While in the Clock Tower.

Yi Lin sighed softly, lamenting how time flies, and a line of light light appeared on her right wrist.

"Without the hanging ring, the stability of the Supreme Style spell has indeed been affected."

To put it bluntly, I still don’t have enough time.

Yi Lin was depressed. As he spoke, Yi Lin slapped his chest with his right hand, skillfully entering an out-of-body state.

That is, mental state.

In his mental state, the passage of time slowed down. He must take advantage of these three days to memorize all the books in the Black and White Eryang library. Even if he didn't understand it or didn't know how to practice, he should at least use his memory to forcefully memorize it.

Let’s talk about it next time and digest it slowly in the future.

A Deng once said that knowledge is a priceless treasure house, and there is no other priceless treasure.

No one knew that a young man from somewhere else was like a hungry sponge, frantically absorbing all the "knowledge" he could see.

Three days later.

Yi Lin reluctantly memorized the books in Black and White Eryang's library, word for word.

It's quite difficult, to be honest.

There are also many vague illustrations in it.
To be continued...