Talisman Emperor

Chapter 563: Bamboo Book Demon

“Yes, the matter should not be leaked prematurely. The tree shows in the woods. The wind must be destroyed. Now the three worlds are going to turmoil and the storm is coming. These good seedlings cannot be damaged. ”

Teaching Wen Huatin a little thought, he understood the old man's intentions, and immediately gave his will, “From today on, no one is allowed to talk about this matter, the offender...”

“Into a suspended island!” At the end of the day, Wenhuating's warm and jade face was already full of killing colors, so that the elders beside him were secretly surprised.

They know that the empty island is a forbidden place for the Jiuhua Swordsmen, holding some traitors and sinners in the Sect, once they get into it, they will not be able to get out for the rest of their lives!

“Teacher brother, this child is very talented, but if it is protected without grinding, it is no different from the flowers in the greenhouse, it is only easy to die.” Elder Yuechi suddenly said.

Wen Huatin frowned, he knew that Yuechi and Liu Maniac were not in a good relationship, so when he heard Yuechi say this, he couldn't help but worry a little, Yuechi spread this conflict to Chen Xitou.

Wenhuating is clear, don't look at yourself as a teacher, but there is no overriding authority.

After all, the Jiuhua sword pie is so huge that many elders, many of whom are extremely high in their predecessors' hidden worlds, all of which greatly constrain his authority, and he cannot allow himself to carefully consider the opinions and intentions of each elder.

Simply put, the Jiuhua Swordsmen are like the dynasty of the world. There are people, royal relatives, inner and outer dynasties, and the forces are complex. Even if you are an emperor, some places are beyond his control.

“His path, let him go by himself, all you have to do is pay attention and stay out of it. ”

In the rocking chair, the old man opened his eyes, sweeping everyone's eyes, hidden with a hint of warning, "As for the things between the younger generations, it is up to the younger generations to solve themselves. You know that in this great world, at any time, the rise of any strong person can only be on their own! ”

This is a world of mountain fresh water shows, full of bird-language floral fragrances, grassy trees and spirits, like the fairy realm of man.

When Chen Xi rushed into the clear sky column in the center of the Lotus Taiwan, he saw the scene in front of him. He couldn't help but look slightly. Here... he seemed to be as dry as his star world.

Compared to the star world, however, there is little space, like a valley between mountains, where a green stone road winds deep.

There was not much indulgence, and Chen Xiao stepped forward.

According to his assumptions, he should have passed the test on the lotus stage, and now that he has successfully arrived here, he should not be in any danger.

The valley is filled with grasshoppers, a creek like a jade belt running through it, a pavilion by the creek, a stone table set in the pavilion, and a pile of books scattered around the table.

These books, all engraved in green bamboo, scrolled into a simple, stacked together, have an ancient book fragrance that mimics back to Tai Ancient times, when the saint captured the knife as a pen for the famine.

When Chen Xi arrived here, he was attracted at first sight by a roll of bamboo jane on the stone table in the pavilion. If there is a tradition in this valley, it must be hidden in these bamboo janes.

He had also heard that, in those too ancient times, people used animal skins, bamboo janes, stones, and furnaces as books, engraving words on them, preaching, and using jade janes in general was completely different.

“These are the most mysterious inheritance places of the Nine Huats...” Chen Xi took a deep breath, pressed the excitement in his heart, stepped forward and walked towards the brookside pavilion.

“Ah, you see, it's been years, and today someone finally came in. ”

“The disciples of Jiuhua Swordsmen, a generation less than a generation, kept me waiting for thousands of years, which only led to the emergence of a man, disappointing. ”

“Well, actually, it's nice to be able to come in alone. ”

Just as Chen Xigang moved, a whisper of burglary sounded, this time, he was suddenly surprised to sweat, because his mind spread all around the place, but he did not find any living spirit!

And what about this?

“Ha ha, let me try the strength of this little guy first! ”

Boo!

Suddenly, a loud laugh sounded, spinning, on that sky, a sharp sword swept in the power of the heavens and the earth, slaughtering the void and slashing towards Chen Xi.

This swordsmanship, at the end of the sword, is incredibly fast, as fast as lightning, chopped out, there is a swordsmanship river in the air, tremendous surge, like a galaxy across the heavens and the earth, the momentum is pounding, magnificent.

Especially palpitating is that this sword, like turning heaven and earth into its own use, is filled with the power of heaven and earth that cannot be shaken, swordsmanship can kill the sun and moon, grinding the yin and yang!

In response to Chen Xi, he was slaughtered by surprise. He even retreated. His body's protective air was cut by strips. He almost broke his defense and seriously injured himself.

Terrible!

You know, with Chen Ti's strength and the speed at which the wings of the stars are now shifting, they were almost injured under this sword, and if they were replaced by other Nirvana Brothers, they would be killed instantly.

“This is actually from a roll of bamboo jane...” Chen Xi saw this sword emitting in the middle of a continuous evasion. It was actually a roll of bamboo jane in the brookside pavilion!

At this moment, this roll of bamboo floats like a swordsman. It's amazing.

“Wasn't that the same voice..." Chen Xiao realised violently that there seemed to have been a laugh before, saying he wanted to test his strength.

“Not bad, not bad, I can avoid 10% of my sword attack, I can inherit my mortar, haha...” The next moment, Chen Xiao heard, that voice sounded again, and the source is definitely that roll of jade Jane!

“What's going on, these bamboo janes are all fine?” Chen Xiaoshocked.

Between the heavens and the earth, everything is spiritual, some ordinary grassy mountain stones, if they encounter the edge of opportunity, become fine, and in that world, there are many strange legends, such as "acacia", by night become beautiful women, dive into the temple of the house to seduce teenagers, absorb their natural gas to nourish themselves.

However, this kind of weirdness is so pervasive that ordinary martial artists can kill it.

Like in the practice world, the Cheng Ling Fairy demon clan possesses powerful means like a monk. Some demon ancestors are more powerful enough to take the moon from the stars and turn it upside down.

Chen Xiaoshan had dealt with many demonic tribes in the deep mountains of Nanban, but as he saw before, he was transformed from a bamboo jane into a strange one, but he had never seen it, never heard of it.

Boo!

Just as Chen Xi's thoughts were flying, a glimmer of green light arrived. Hershey was the bamboo Jane who unleashed the sharp sword.

“Come, Jiuhua sword pie little guy, after accepting the legacy of the old husband, will surely let you quickly become one of the strong, practicing the world, scolding the wind clouds.” The voice came out of Zhuzhen again, and then he shouted. The Zhuzhen had spread and appeared in front of Chen Xi's eyes.

Chen Xiqiang withstood the amazement in his heart and went to measure. He discovered that this bamboo was green and green in colour, and the style was brief. The bamboo was engraved with many sword marks on it.

The handwriting iron painting silver hook, rigid and powerful, flashing, brilliant, gas fighting bull. Each stroke, like a powerful sword method, seems to be a worldly sword cultivation to interpret the sword path, engraving all of its inheritance.

The handwriting above is a tadpole-like Tai Ancient script. Chen Ti doesn't recognize it, but through the handwriting, he can clearly feel the horrible sword method contained therein. Just a glance, it makes his eyes feel a sharp tingle, amazing.

“Little man, how about this Royal Sword Technique? These methods, when the name of Hehwei was invaded in the heavens and the earth, I remember as if 8,000 years ago, a disciple named Ancient Sky Snow inherited this sword technique, so as to kill a few powerful people in the three worlds.” Bamboo Jane said slowly.

“The old royal palace is bragging again, you bury the sword more powerful, do I have a great imprisoned Taoism? At that time, Jiuhua Swordsmen taught for thirty-seventh time, but I was famous for my grand prison technique. ”

“Huh? Big jail? But so ears, I think this is a good way to inherit my waves, and once it's done, burn the mountains and boil the sea without talking. ”

“Be quiet, be quiet, this child can enter here at a young age, necessarily in search of the most powerful way, if so, you can choose to study my Nine Ways of Psychic Changes, become too ancient Nine Spirits, God blocks God, Buddha blocks Buddha! ”

Before waiting for Chen Xi's opening, in that pavilion, more than ten rolls of bamboo flew in furiously. One of them shined brightly, shouting at Chen Xi with seven mouths.

The scene, like entering a vegetable market, was a mess.

“This… is like a bunch of book demons!” Chen Xixi's heart was amazed.

But listening to these bamboo briefs, they do record a strong patrimony, and depending on the circumstances, they all seem to be struggling to inherit their own clothes.

This sudden feeling of grabbing goods is too sudden, making Chen Xi a little overwhelmed.

“Well, you'll be quiet for a while, and it won't be too late for him to come back to you and choose your way.” In this messy voice, a faint, lake-like voice soars.

The sound seemed magical, suddenly suppressed all the sounds. The roll of bamboo was as simple as listening to the Holy Spirit. Everyone shut up and folded back into the pavilion, quiet.

Chen Xi looked up and then saw that sometime, in the brookside pavilion, a teenager had stood, dressed in a blue robe, with long hair bent over her waist, a beautiful face, and a splendid and quiet color between her eyebrows.

The young man in the robe, like a humble gentleman, warm as a jade, gives people a pure, flawless temperament, just look at him far away, can not help but spontaneously pour out a sense of peace and tranquillity in his heart, subtle.