Break through the steam game library

There is no sound, but there is a clear and soft light in the surrounding air, layered on top of each other, like a tangled petal, and even smell, without touching it, it seems to be touched by the light and sound.The five senses are filled with disordered information and bound tightly.

"Don't look." The head of the twelfth generation turned his head and ordered.

Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes. He knew that it belonged to the world of immortal masters. They, including Lu Zhengkang’s outer body, could see the deep world, and their senses reached the shape of Tao. The words spoken were not words, but generals. The form is transmitted through organs and spiritual energy.Monks with high morals, they are short-cuts.

Such things as Tao are poisonous to the weak.

Lu Zhengkang's current body is just mundane. A mortal who just started to build a foundation cannot listen to the words of Tao, even if it is the memory of this building from the ancient times.

Everything in a dream can be alive, including dead things.

The head of the twelve generations stepped on the stairs. At each step, the entire large library seemed to tremble, like a yawn, the tile beams and tenon joints trembled, mixed into a vague speech: "Master...you are here ."

"Pick one of my silverfish."

The large library still vibrated. The stairs on the third floor jumped down from a roll of old books, lined up in front of the Patriarch, opened it by myself, and the pages of the pages were huffed, revealing mildew spots, cavities, and as if in the books The worms are as static as the specimen.

Lu Zhengkang attributed everything that happened before his eyes to the discrepancy between his fantasy and the real situation, which led to the specific expression of dreams. He was sure that he was sleepwalking in reality, so all he saw should be his own imagination.The big library in reality is of course dead, not a demon, not a magic weapon.

But the patriarchs are not fake.Master Master personally confirmed it.

Therefore, the matter of Dashuku coming alive cannot be established in reality or sleepwalking. It can only be said that Lu Zhengkang's own brain supplements.He didn't know the real situation either, maybe it was just that he entered the third floor under the guidance of the ancestor phantom and found these books with silverfish.

If he wakes up early tomorrow morning and finds himself lying in the large library, it is not surprising at all.

The dream became deeper and deeper, and his memories of keeping his own will become more and more blurred.Until now, he was not even sure whether he was still awake.

The ancestor wandered in the group of books, squatting down from time to time to look at the silverfish in the pages of the book, watching their development, like a silkworm breeder harvesting silk.

"Little disciple, have you heard of it, Mai Wang?"

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "A bookworm in the legend, the decoction used by scholars can be used for high school education."

The ancestor nodded, "The silverfish of the scholars eat sage characters, and the veins raised are naturally enhanced. The silverfish of the immortal family eats the characters of the gods, and the veins cultivated have the effect of reborn."

Lu Zhengkang chuckled, "Will you give me ten or eight first?"

"Ten articles and 8 articles? It is difficult for several Jiazi to produce one. It is even stranger than the ocher Huangjing in the dragon vein!" The appearance of the diligent and thrifty housekeeper of the ancestor is very similar to the contemporary head Chenchen, mainly because of his shrewdness and harmony. Slick.

Lu Zhengkang felt that it was not the happily plowing the fields...the phantom of the patriarch, but a combination of vague group images.

"Come on, pick one for you."

"Okay, give me one!"

When I ate the word “Shenxian” in my veins, my stomach was naturally immortal water. The circular, soft, transparent insects were like shredded leeks between the teeth. After being pulled out of the page, they rolled up and turned into a ring, just like A blue earthworm, the ancestor grabbed him, walked to Lu Zhengkang, motioned him to raise his head and open his mouth.

Lu Zhengkang obeyed, and the Patriarch put the pulse into his mouth and said loudly, "Chew!"

Chewing, chewing hard, is like eating a cold fruity jelly.

Lu Zhengkang swallowed his pulse, just like swallowing a round of moon.

The world in front of me quickly faded.

When he woke up the next day, the head was flipping a book at a desk.

"Boy, why are you here?"

"I forgot." Lu Zhengkang said bluntly.

Chapter Eighty One

Lu Zhengkang sat up.

He really fell asleep last night, only the memory of the first half of the night, and nothing in the second half of the night, his consciousness seemed to float away, neither in Kunlun Palace nor in Chitian Palace.He is nothing anymore.

There was a refreshing taste on the base of the tongue, without any specific taste, just like a sip of water after eating mint, there was a chill.

The head screamed, "Good boy, I have built the foundation overnight!"

Lu Zhengkang also exclaimed, "Really?"

He sits in the mirror, and he can indeed feel the qi veins spreading out from the acupuncture points on his body surface. There are a lot of them, but he knows the number at once. Just like a person knows that he has four limbs, he can also give him feedback through qi veins. The feeling of knowing that he has seven hundred and twenty qi veins. If he separates his meridians, like a skeleton, then he can see the qi veins like hair growing on the skeleton.

The head put down his book and stood up, and circled Lu Zhengkang, "Could it be that I ate Zhujidan? Who secretly gave it to you?"

"I won't eat it in the library if I have Zhujidan." Lu Zhengkang still closed his eyes, but the response was smooth.

"It's not Zhu Jidan, it's in the library...Wow, did your kid find your pulse here? Is there any more?" He rubbed his hands excitedly.

"I don't know, wow, I must have eaten it if there is any pulse." Lu Zhengkang opened his eyes, and the head of the head was directed at him.

"Violence to the heavens and objects!" Chen Chenzi expressed his anger, "A single pulse, that is an opportunity to rise!"

Lu Zhengkang was stunned, "Wow, is it so amazing?"

"Ancient book records that the word silverfish with three food gods transforms the pulse and looks, and the night is used to map the star of the day, and the star will descend immediately. You can ask for the pill, take this water and take it, and immediately change the bone and the guest."

"Is it so amazing?"

"Anyway, that's what I said. Although my Kunlun Palace has sufficient foundations, there are few records of pulses. According to legend, the ancestor who built the large library was to cultivate pulses, but I don't know if it is cultivated."

Lu Zhengkang scratched his head, "Have you ever had a disciple like me who built a foundation overnight?"

"Yes, why not, there is still a peerless Taoist who builds a foundation at a time!"

"How long did the head build the foundation?"

Chen Chenzi lowered his face, "Go go, don't you still want to farm? Hurry up, lest you can't eat afterwards."

Lu Zhengkang was driven out, but it was a pity that he did not see the phantom of the Patriarch again.

The Fairy Fate Conference is indeed about to begin. Many guests from different schools have already arrived one after another, and the uncles and uncles rarely show up in Xiantai now.Therefore, Lu Zhengkang did not have the opportunity to ask them for further training.Still building the foundation.Every day I try to perfect the Qi Channel, or open up some more Qi Channels to make the foundation more solid.

He is still practicing in Songhe Visualization, his true qi is getting stronger and stronger, and he can even form a foot-thick qi on the body, and water can't get in.

At noon, as usual, go to Cengfan.

Lu Zhengkang asked Xuanyouzi, "Brother, will you participate in this Fairy Fate Conference?"

"Of course you have to participate. This is the first time that the 25th generation of Kunlun Palace disciples have appeared in front of the world." Xuanyouzi answered naturally.

"But you have been in the market for decades."

"What do you mean by decades! I'm only twenty-six, OK? Or a handsome young man!"

"Then you said that you were a lie forty-six?"