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Two hundred and twentieth chapters today into the blue silk

With a female dean like Ning Yingxue outside the door, Li Fuyao had no obstacles to entering the library. The library in Xianyan Academy was actually not very cautious. Only two middle-aged scholars were guarding the first floor. After asking, they realized that these two were just to register for deacons who borrowed books. Li Fuyao walked into the library. The two did not ask, but one of them stood up and after saluting, he laughed softly: "Mr. Li, the first floor of this library is some saints' articles and classics. As well as some poetry and travel notes by some scholars of the academy, the second floor is some introductory techniques, which are not profound. The third floor is the top priority. No one will stop Mr. Li from going to the number of floors. Anyway, the teacher thinks about it himself. If there is any problem, call us at any time."

Li Fuyao saluted solemnly: "I'm sorry, sir."

After receiving a wooden sign, Li Fuyao walked straight to the rows of bookshelves on the first floor. Although he was a messenger from Luoyang City, he could view them casually according to the ancestor of the Xianyan Academy. However, Li Fuyao came to the library only temporarily and did not think about learning anything in this academy. Besides, as a swordsman, even if he wanted to find something in this library, he would probably not get what he wanted. The monks of the three religions were not good at treating swordsmen. It was difficult to find some swordsmen in a Confucian orthodox academy!

Therefore, Li Fuyao did not have any idea of ​​going up to the second or third floor. He just walked by rows of bookshelves on the first floor, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar names, flipping through the poems and travel notes. Finally, he stopped in front of an ancient book called "Records of Mountains and Rivers", picked it up, and just sat on the ground. After turning it out one by one, he became a little fascinated.

In the open space outside the door, Ning Yingxue stood in the distance, and the wooden sign symbolizing the dean was hung at her waist by her. This woman, who is still young but has enough identity, is only under the ancestor, and her chest is wrapped around her hands and looks calm.

In front of her, an old-fashioned and extremely kind-looking old man appeared in the wind.

As soon as the old man appeared, he praised: "Ning Yatou, when did you have such a good temper? He led a little swordsman to the library, but he also told him all the things about you. He was really suffocating on the mountain? If you really suffocate, tell the ancestor, and the ancestor asked you to go down the mountain like that boy Liu Meiyuan, just go down the mountain, but you go down the mountain, don't beat him and say you are the dean of Xianyan Academy. At that time, the mountain is messy. I, the old man, don't have the energy to settle it. I have to ask you to solve this problem yourself after talking for a long time."

Ning Yingxue raised her eyebrows, "Your lecture today seems to be unsatisfied, and you are starting to lose your head or end?"

As the old man with the highest generation and unfathomable realm of Xianyan Academy, he is naturally the ancestor.

The ancestor Xianyan sighed, "That little bastard named Liu. He didn't tell me that he had caused trouble after going down the mountain. He didn't dare to admit it yet. It would be fine if he didn't dare to admit it. He knew that a little swordsman came up the mountain. He was afraid of shaking out his bastards. He had instigated his fools to trouble this little guy before, but he broke one of his legs and threw it into Jingsi Pavilion."

Ning Yingxue gloated and said, "I said it a long time ago that he has been doing so well over the years. He feels that as long as it is not a big deal, the academy can settle it for him. This time he is clear that the academy will definitely be even worse if the academy knows it, so he hides it. Ancestor, if he doesn't abandon his wife and children this time, can you still tolerate him?"

The ancestor Xianyan did not answer this question, but just said happily: "Guess if that little guy can find the things I deliberately put in for him?"

Ning Yingxue shook her head, "Looking at how he looked, it was obvious that he didn't even want to go up the second floor. If he said he could flip through those things, it would be not easy..."

Speaking of this, Ning Yingxue was suddenly stunned, "Ancestor, you put those things on the first floor?"

The ancestor Xianyan smiled and called out the maneuver, "He stepped into the swordsman in the blue-skin realm with one and a half feet. If he stepped into that realm in our Xianyan Academy, wouldn't it be very interesting?"

Ning Yingxue frowned and didn't say anything for a moment.

The ancestor Xianyan was not anxious, but just looked at the library and smiled and said, "Academy, what is the situation now? You don't know? It's a mess, messy, Su Ye and the old man thought to clean the inside and out again, but it was not so easy. The three of them were so hoped by Zhou Xuance back then that they thought they could turn the tide. The three of them were all the talented and talented. Unfortunately, Su Ye became the head of the school, but Li Changgu was too strong and jumped from the avenue of cultivation.

If Zhou Xuance hadn't tried his best to protect him, it would have been the situation of Zhaixing Tower. But it would have been almost two years old. That building would have been unable to trap him. Why didn't he go downstairs? Guess? As for the last of the three, it was said that they were forced to have no place in the academy, but according to me, they just wanted to look at the academy as an outsider earlier, so after leaving early, they disappeared again. After careful calculation, it has been a full hundred years."

Ning Yingxue whispered, "The guy inside has the word Fuyao in his name."

The ancestor Xianyan smiled heartily and said, "That's why he said he was destined to be together. Otherwise, even if he was from Luoyang City, it would be impossible for me to be so troublesome."

Ning Yingxue thought for a while and asked, "Ancestor, before you left the academy, were you friends with Master Su?"

It would be fine if I didn't mention this, but when I mentioned this, the ancestor Xianyan gritted his teeth, "Those three guys were above the top back then. Who could be looked at by the entire school by the three of them? That person was fine, Li Changgu and Su Ye, but they never said anything they admired. As for being their friends, it was not easy!"

After taking a breath, the ancestor Xianyan took a breath and said with a smile: "But Su Ye and I have some friendship."

Ning Yingxue gave a thumbs up, and before she could praise her, she was interrupted by the old ancestor Xianyan waved her hand, "So what if there is a friend that is known to everyone? It's him who is glorious, not you. Let's not hope to make friends that make you proud. One day, you will make yourself the capital for others to be proud. Just like the golden and jade words passed down by the saints, you read them over and over again and feel very correct, but have you ever thought about leaving some of them? The ambition of scholars is a little bigger and there is nothing wrong with it. As long as your heart is not bad, it is good."

Ning Yingxue was thinking about it, but she didn't say anything. In the end, she just took off the wooden sign on her waist and threw it to the ancestor Xianyan.

The ancestor Xianyan looked at the wooden sign as if it was a hot potato, and did not dare to hold it in his hand. After only a moment, he returned to Ning Yingxue's waist.

He finally set up a game back then and handed it to Ning Yingxue. Now she wants to return it, but there is really no way to go!

Ning Yingxue looked at the ancestor Xianyan with a blank expression on her face, "I want to go down the mountain."

The ancestor Xianyan snorted coldly without hesitation: "You will go down the mountain and you must take this thing!"

Ning Yingxue said in surprise: "Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble for you?"

The ancestor Xianyan waved his hand and laughed: "As long as the reason is explained first, it will be harmless if you cause trouble."

Ning Yingxue looked strange. She had been in the mountain for so many years and thought she had figured out the temper of this ancestor, but now she realized that she was still very early.

"There are only a few principles in the world. After some of them, it is one thing whether others listen or not, and it is another thing whether you say it or not. Anyway, if you speak, that's fine."

The ancestor Xianyan rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "As for this little guy, can he step into the blue silk realm from the sword energy realm today, how about we bet?"

Ning Yingxue asked: "What are you betting on?"

The ancestor Xianyan laughed, "Ning Yatou, if you lose, wait for a hundred years to get married. If you win, what will happen if you get married again?"

Ning Yingxue snorted coldly and suddenly laughed: "Then I bet he can take that step."

The ancestor Xianyan was stunned and then looked ugly. He was very upset. It turned out that he had not expressed his choice earlier, but now it was really a bit unworthy of the gains.

He sighed a little for a moment.

Ning Yingxue's smiling ABC Novel Network.

Both of them were actually willing to believe that Li Fuyao could step out after today and come from the sword energy realm to the Qingshi realm.

The ancestor Xianyan opened his mouth and suddenly said, "When you break the realm, it is not a good thing if it is too much noise."

Ning Yingxue nodded seriously and said, "So I gave him your old man's spirit-stopping talisman. As long as he didn't go from the sword energy realm to the spring and autumn realm today, he would have no major consequences."

The ancestor Xianyan looked sore and said angrily, "Ning Yatou, I think you will marry him in the future, so as not to be able to choose from everywhere, and it is dazzled!"

Ning Yingxue smiled and said, "Isn't it what you said before? This guy is destined to be with that person. As that person's friend, you are destined to be with you. In addition, his identity as a worshiper of the Ministry of Justice in Luoyang City is destined to be a destined person. What can you bear to let go of this spiritual talisman?"

The ancestor Xianyan said furiously: "Do you think I am the old man from Liangxi who is proficient in this thing? This talisman is so easy to deal with. It's not your thing, so you don't feel sorry for it at all."

Ning Yingxue smiled but said nothing this time, and stopped talking to the ancestor, pointing to the library.

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Li Fuyao, sitting cross-legged on the floor, read several books, from the first book "Records of Mountains and Rivers" to the later "Miscellaneous News" to the current book "Records of Mountains and Rivers" in his hand, but compared to the previous ones, he was a little concerned about this book, especially when he saw the snake preferences recorded in the book, he spent more time to write down it, and he did not dare to be careless at all. If this book was not taken away and he could not comment on it, he might have to write something.

After closing the book "Records of Mountains and Rivers and Beasts", Li Fuyao put him back on the bookshelf. The two monks guarding here were actually paying attention to this side. Seeing that Li Fuyao had no idea of ​​going upstairs, he did not read the saints' articles on the first floor, but some essays, he was a little confused. Before, they only learned the news that Li Fuyao was from Luoyang City and did not know which of the monks of the three religions. After seeing it, they just thought that Li Fuyao was an ordinary monk in the mountain and wild cultivator, so they didn't care. Although Shanze and wild cultivator is more like a lonely ghost than a swordsman, in fact, in Yanling, no Confucian monk would deliberately make things difficult for him. After all, not everyone is like Lin Hongzhu, the leader of the Demon Sect, and has established his own Taoism after he has formed his own climate. In fact, even if these monks don't want to pay attention to it, it will not work.

To put it in a smaller way, this is called establishing a self-government, and to put it in a larger way, it can be called deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

But right or wrong, it's actually all the school.

Just words.

In Xianyan Academy, which has always been uncontested and has more knowledge than practice, I don’t care much about such things.

Li Fuyao's strange behavior only made them lose their mind for a brief period of time, and it was hard to say that they were shocked.

After the new thing, I won’t go to see Li Fuyao.

Therefore, when Li Fuyao put down the book "Records of Mountains, Rivers and Beasts" and pulled out a book with an unknown name and yellowed paper from the bookshelf, no one here knew about it.

When he opened the book, for some reason, there was a sword energy rushing into the sky, piercing the paper, pointing directly at Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao looked shocked, and then the sword energy in Lingfu rushed out like a river entering the sea. If it weren't for the spirit-suppressing talisman in his arms to absorb all the extra sword energy in time, I'm afraid that this floor alone would have the sword energy to be filled, making it difficult for people not to discover it.

Li Fuyao looked up at the yellowed book, and there was nothing else except a white light, and the words were not seen. Moreover, the sword energy seemed to turn into thousands of small swords and stab him in his eyes.

Each person and one book, confronting each other with sword energy.

Li Fuyao's expression was plain, and he understood that the senior who wrote this book must be a swordsman with a very profound realm. Maybe his swordsman's cultivation has reached an extremely high level, so the book left behind has such great power.

This is the same principle as talisman. A talisman is of good material. The person who writes talismans is willing to inject qi into it. The amount of injection determines the strength of the talisman. However, in addition, some articles written by saints, or monks with a profound realm can also have good results by keeping qi on the pages of the book.

It is not easy to see things left by swordsmen in a collection of orthodox Confucian academy.

Li Fuyao held his breath and concentrated his mind. He forced a sword energy out of his fingertips, slowly touching the pages of the book, and thus read the contents of the book. However, even this method was extremely difficult. After reading one or two lines, he had to rest for a while.

After only half a page of the book, Li Fuyao's sword energy was exhausted and he had to put it in the book to recuperate.

But the content of this half page of the book was enough to shock him.

This half-page book is probably an introduction, which tells the progress of this swordsman's senior after practicing swordsman.

There is a sentence in the half-page book that stunned Li Fuyao.

The morning enters the morning and evening, and the evening enters the spring and autumn?!

The Nine Realms of Swordsman, Chao Mu and Chunqiu are the two realms of the third to last and the fourth to last respectively. In the Chao Mu realm, he can fight against the monks in the Spring and Autumn realm. Although the outcome is unpredictable, he is destined to be a one-sided situation. As for the Spring and Autumn realm, he can even fight with the monks who climb the Tower realm, which is also one of the highest combat powers of the swordsman in the mountains and rivers.

There is only one threshold between the two realms, but even so, if you want to cross this threshold, it is not possible to be achieved in a short period of time, but you can cross this threshold in one day.

I'm afraid it's something Chao Qingqiu has never done before.

Both are swordsmen, Li Fuyao is really a million times worse than this senior. It took him almost a year to come from Ning Shen to sword energy, and he didn't know how long it would take to go from sword energy to Qingsi. As for the Spring and Autumn Period, he never thought about it.

Therefore, after seeing this line of words, he admired the senior he had not met yet.

In his heart, Chen Sheng, the master who had completed the first three swordsmen in one year, was not such a genius.

As for the ancestor Xu Ji, the weight he occupied in Li Fuyao's heart has always been the heaviest!

Even one day, Li Fuyao met the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu, perhaps in his opinion, his ancestor was still the most powerful swordsman.

This kind of thought has nothing to do with the state of mind, and can also be said to be wishful thinking, but in the end, it is considered the little beauty in his heart.

After resting for half an hour, Li Fuyao calmed down and went to read again.

From the beginning of reading half a page, I had to rest for half an hour, and then I read a whole page and only had to rest for a quarter of an hour.

From the whole day to midnight, Li Fuyao's face turned pale, his eyes were sunken, but his eyes were full of energy.

The sword energy in the Lingfu quickly dissipated from the beginning to the long flow of water now, which was all the truth that Li Fuyao figured out.

But he didn't know that when he was reading this book here, two people outside the door, one was the highest-ranking ancestor of Xianyan Academy, and the other was the current dean, who were all looking at this place.

Before midnight, the ancestor Xianyan yawned and said with a smile: "Ning Yatou, you are going to lose."

Ning Yingxue's expression was dull and she didn't say a word.

The ancestor Xianyan sighed, "Actually, it's not a big deal. If it doesn't work today, there will be tomorrow. Even if it doesn't work, he will have to take a big step forward after finishing the book. It's not bad."

Ning Yingxue retorted: "I don't think he is the guy who just needs to order."

The ancestor Xianyan was about to say a few words to attack Ning Yatou's arrogance, but just a moment later, there was a sword intent on the library, as if it was piercing something. This feeling was because the spirit-squeezing talisman was in my arms, and other ordinary monks couldn't see it, but the ancestor was really watching it!

No fakes are allowed.

After trying the sword intent several times, it finally broke through the shackles.
Chapter completed!
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