legend,

In ancient times, geniuses emerged.

A woman emerged from nowhere. No one knew where she came from, no one knew her real name, and no one knew her true face. But when she was invincible in the world and was extremely cold at a high place, she became famous all over the world as the "Seven-Secret Empress".

Looking down at the world, no one can defeat it.

In ancient times, there was no distinction between monks, Buddha, Tao, or demon.

Only the human race and the demon race.

In that era, people and demons could still live in harmony.

Because of the way of cultivation, monks are collectively called "qi refiners".

But one day, the Seven-Missacre Empress suddenly disappeared.

Some people say she is dead.

Some people say she lives in seclusion.

Some people say she ascended to the upper realm.

There are many different opinions.

But the only thing that is certain is that no one has seen the Seven-Missacre Empress again since that day.

Legend has it that she left six objects in the world.

These six ultimate weapons have been changed over the past five thousand years and have changed into different owners.

...

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

He lays a floor in front of him.

He became the registered disciple of Elder Chuangong.

This process is quite magical, and I was inexplicably taken.

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

The two of them are the "Elder of the Continuing Merit" together.

It is said that when fighting outside, no matter if the other party is one person, they are two of them, and there are hundreds of them, and they are two of them, advancing and retreating together.

They separated, one was called "Ram Hei" and the other was called "Ram White".

Weird name.

Yi Lin jokingly called them "Black and White Two Sheep".

Although the black and white two sheep have a weird personality, they have good character. On the first day after Yi Lin became a registered disciple, they took out one entry-level secret book after another and threw it to Yi Lin for you to pick it.

Of course, Yi Lin had chosen all the choices.

Only children make choices.

And thirteen-year-old Lin Yi 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 a corner of the yard are not ordinary things.

The purple flower is said to be called "Wuxinhua".

This plant has a flowering and leaf period of a hundred years. It has a long leaves and does not form a flower core. Once it blooms, it will be squeezed out directly from the leaves. After the flower blooms, it will not wither for a hundred years. Even if it is picked, it will not wither and can maintain its glamorous appearance.

And that dead tree is called the "Fantasy Fruit Tree". If you plant a fruit tree, some monks may not see its fruit in their lifetime, and it depends entirely on fate. Once it bears fruit, only the "Fantasy Fruit" can pick the fruit, which is not something that is invisible and cannot be seen by the fool.

When listening to the two old men in black and white bragging about their taste in the courtyard, Yi Lin suspected that they were bragging.

But Yi Lin has no evidence.

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

The two of them are elders of the Congregation.

In addition to being responsible for passing on skills, he is bored to play chess.

Day after day, year after year.

At the beginning of the month, there will be formal disciples of the Tianjianmen in the square on the top of the mountain. The two elders will select a Tianjianmen scripture to preach to the disciples.

Yi Lin is currently only a registered disciple and has no qualifications to listen.

But it doesn't matter. Yi Lin has always liked to read, learn, and understand it by herself.

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

But the elder brother went out to perform the mission and had not returned for more than ten years, so now, he is the only disciple under the elder Chuangong, who is the only one of his disciples.

When I mentioned this, Yi Lin was curious about what task could be taken for more than ten years?

Is the person still there?

But the two cheap masters did not answer this, but just spoke in unison and said mysteriously: The secret of heaven cannot be revealed.

Translated: Confidential.

But that's fine.

In the villa, there is a small library.

There are many books in it.

Although there is a simple trigger type ban left at the door of the library.

But after watching for a few days, Yi Lin sneaked in easily.

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

In the Tianjian Sect, there are many types of secret books, covering a variety of disciplines.

A simple summary can be divided into: alchemy, sword cultivation, magic tricks, weapon refining, sword formation, Qimen, and hexagram.

Yi Lin belongs to Xiaobai on the road of cultivation, so he doesn't have to choose. The vast sea of ​​books is full of unknown knowledge. He rubbed his palms excitedly, moved out more than fifty books in one breath, and found a pure tea room in the villa. Taking advantage of the preaching of the two black and white sheep, Yi Lin reads books here.

I heard from Jian Nanchun that every month, the preaching will last for three or five days. Thousands of monks in the sect sat in the square without moving, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Three or five days later, Yi Lin felt surprised when he heard this.

This is the time to sit for ten days and half a month when you are practicing Qi. Can’t you get hemorrhoids?

While complaining casually in his heart, Yi Lin moved the tea table where the two elders were drinking tea to the corner in the tea room, freed up the territory, and arranged fifty secret books horizontally and vertically.

Looking at the pages of books that were opened, Yi Lin couldn't help but feel a trance in front of him, silently coincided with the scene in his memory.

When did it happen last time?

oh……

Thirteen years ago.

When in the clock tower.

Yi Lin sighed lightly, sighing that time was like a passing time, and a light-colored pattern floated between her right wrist.

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

To put it bluntly, it’s still not enough to work hard.

Yi Lin was depressed and said as she slapped her right hand on her chest and skillfully entered the state of her soul leaving her body.

That is, mental state.

In his mental state, time passes slow down, and he must take advantage of these three days to write down all the books in the Black and White Sheep Library. Even if he doesn't understand and can't practice, at least he can use his memory to write it down and then slowly digest it in the future.

A Deng once said that knowledge is a priceless treasure house, no doubt about it.

No one knew that a young man from other places was like a thirsty sponge, frantically absorbing the "knowledge" that his eyes could.

Three days later.

Yi Lin barely wrote down the books in the Hei and White Eryang Library without missing a word.

It's quite difficult, to be honest.

There are also many vague illustrations inside.

The path of breath flow is marked on it.

It took Yi Lin a lot of effort to write it down one by one.

...

Day 5.

After the monthly preaching meeting, Yang Bai and Yang Black returned home in colorful auspicious clouds.

What they passed this month was a profound sword book.
To be continued...