Lin Yuanxing

Zuo Songyan was extremely sad and could not regain his composure for a long time.

The legend of the first generation Holy Emperor ascending to immortality has been around for a long time.

Therefore, the first-generation Holy Emperor became the object of worship of all spiritual warriors and the ultimate spiritual sustenance of all spiritual warriors. People of later generations, such as the saints of the past generations, also held the hope of becoming immortals because of the ascension of the first generation of Holy Emperors.

Everyone, even saints, only have a lifespan of about a hundred years, and some people will die before they even live to be a hundred years old. In the past five thousand years, except for the first generation of Holy Emperors, no one has become an immortal.

The only ascended Holy Emperor has become the symbol and the last hope.

But now Bai Ze had extinguished this hope in one fell swoop. No wonder Zuo Songyan was so agitated that he couldn't control himself.

Su Yun is young now and cannot understand this emotion.

Since the Argali Rebellion, there has been a lot of chaos in Tongtian Pavilion. Later, because of the leader of the pavilion, the chaos was slightly reduced. But after his death, the chaos started again.

Bai Ze in front only had one horn, but he had another horn stuck in his left ear, disguised as an ordinary little white sheep, wearing glasses and looking harmless to humans and animals, and said to Su Yun: These years, I heard that you are fighting for some kind of orthodoxy. You have been fighting for decades without a pavilion master.

Su Yun smiled and said: We are still fighting. I am Yuanshuo's pavilion master, and there is another overseas pavilion master. So far, the male and female have not been distinguished.

Bai Ze said: The elders of Tongtian Pavilion don't care about race, so it doesn't matter to me whether the pavilion leader is a Yuanshuo person or another clan. In this battle for the pavilion master, the elders are just waiting for you to decide who is the orthodox one. Who to support.”

Su Yun's heart was slightly shaken, thinking of another Tongtian Pavilion elder who was guarding Tongtian Pavilion's money, Pixiu, and asked tentatively: How many elders are there in Tongtian Pavilion?

Seven.

The lanterns of Yundu have just started to light up, and pedestrians are rushing around. The capital of Da Qin is filled with clouds and mist, and the water vapor carries a strong smell of calamity ashes.

This is why Yundu got its name.

Little Aries swung his tail, walked through the crowd, and said: I saw your Tongtenkaku symbol, and there was a book on it, and I knew you were looking for me. Other elders will not take the initiative to look for you, they only You won’t show up until you actually become the Pavilion Master.”

Su Yun quickly followed the lamb, and saw that the mist on the street was getting thicker and thicker. People in front could hardly see their figures. Only when they got closer were they illuminated by the gray lamp.

Only then can you see people.

There are many argali chariots on the street. The huge argali are shuttling in the clouds and mist, puffing out mist, breathing fire and smoke from their mouths and noses. They are very scary in the mist.

Bai Ze led them through the alleys and walked into a small alley facing the street of Yundu Imperial City. Su Yun looked up and saw a somewhat quaint house with a robbery lantern hanging on it. .

Compared with other places, this place seems a bit old, and the houses are low, which is a bit out of place in a city like Yundu.

The little Aries stood up, took off the horn from his left ear, inserted it into the keyhole on the door, turned it hard, and the door lock opened.

The little white sheep opened the door and said to everyone: Come with me.

Su Yun and others followed him into the ancient house facing the street. The house was made of stones. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. It was just a small place, so it looked like an ordinary house.

The little white sheep closed the door, hung the ram's horn key on the back of the door, lit the Jiehui lamp, and said, You guys sit down first, I'll go see if the tea is ready.

Su Yun, Zuo Songyan and Xing Jiangmu sat at the table. After a while, Aries came to the table carrying a steaming kettle, gave everyone an ancient tea bowl, and each poured a cup of tea.

The tea is emerald green in color and smells fragrant.

Aries placed the teapot in the center and picked up the teacup.

Su Yun, Zuo Songyan and Xing Jiangmu also picked it up quickly. The three of them and one sheep sat at the table drinking tea. They saw the hot steam rising up from the tea bowl and gathering above the tea table.

At this time, there was a sudden roar of water, and a wave of water rushed out of nowhere, rushing three people and a sheep into the river.

Su Yun, Zuo Songyan and Xing Jiangmu hurriedly jumped into the air. When they looked back, they couldn't help but look dull. They saw three of them and one sheep. They were extremely huge, sitting outside the sky, each holding a tea bowl!

It's the spiritual world! From the mist emitted by the tea, we entered a strange spiritual world! Xing Jiangmu said in surprise.

Su Yun looked forward and saw a large tree covering an area of ​​about ten acres appearing by the river. There were houses only three or four feet high hanging on the tree, like red apples on the tree. They were just houses. It looks like someone is living in it.

He raised his head and even saw the sun, shining brightly on the house in the tree.

Some little girls who were only as tall as books pushed open the windows of the house and flew out of the windows, flying around the fruit trees.

There were also some young men who were shorter than these little girls. The hair on their heads was like the hair of a brush. They were neatly dressed and walked out from behind the door.

Su Yun blinked and saw Aries jumping out of the water and shaking off the river water on his body.

Why is it daytime here? Su Yun was puzzled.

It's daytime all the time here, and there's never any night. Aries threw Su Yun's book to a little girl who flew over.

The little girl tore the book while eating the pages, and swallowed Su Yun's book. Suddenly a series of question marks appeared above the little girl's forehead, and she said in surprise: Hey, suddenly there is some weird knowledge in my mind!

Su Yun bought that book casually and used it to make breakfast for Yingying. Su Yun had never read the content of the book and didn't know what strange knowledge it contained.

The little girls here are all book monsters, and the boys are pen monsters.

Bai Ze no longer disguised himself as a goat, and revealed his true form, which was smaller than the Aries just now, and the hair on his body was more delicate and smooth.

Something was shaking in the swirl pattern on his back, and suddenly there was a two-pop sound, and two small wings emerged from the swirl pattern.

Su Yun even doubted whether these small, palm-sized wings could fly.

Bai Ze tried his best to flap his small wings, and a pair of small wings flickered like the wind, finally taking him up and flying.

He flew in front of Su Yun, raised his front paws, pushed up his glasses, and stared at Su Yun's face with a serious expression: Every major event that happens in Tongtian Pavilion will be recorded here. From the time when the Holy Emperor went on an expedition to the present, Tongtian Pavilion's influence on overseas Excavations and records of major events in history are all here!”

He tried hard to raise his front paws and held Su Yun's cheeks, his expression became more and more serious: You are not really the master of Tongtian Pavilion yet, but since Yuan Shuo has chosen you, then as a veteran, I have the right to check it for you. opportunity. You must cherish this opportunity and don’t abuse it!”

Su Yun was pinched by him so much that he pouted, and reluctantly said yes.

Only then did Bai Ze let go of him, flapping his wings hard to turn, leaning forward, and flew towards the fruit tree: I have no opinion on whether the pavilion master is from Yuanshuo in China or from other tribes overseas. Although the pavilion master in history is Most of them are Yuanshuo people. No matter whether the next generation of pavilion masters is Yuanshuo people or not, I will treat them equally. So I will not favor you. Whether you can become a real pavilion master depends on yourself.

Zuo Songyan couldn't help but said: But wasn't Tongtian Pavilion founded by Yuanshuo people?

Bai Ze turned around, glanced at him, shook his head and said: When Tongtian Pavilion was founded, many of the first generation members were Yuanshuo people. This is true, but there are still seven elders like us. We are not Yuanshuo people, and some of us are even from Yuanshuo. People's perception of Yuan Shuo is not so friendly. For example, I was practicing well at first, but I was only concerned about worldly affairs, and then...

The corners of his eyes trembled, his rectangular pupils shrank, and his body trembled a little: That dragon came over, captured me, and asked me to draw a picture of Baize for the Holy Emperor...

Tears welled up in his eyes again as he thought of that tragic history.

What kind of dragon? Xing Jiangmu asked curiously.

He is a yellow dragon with a pair of golden wings. He claims to be able to respond to requests, but in fact he is arrogant, proud, arrogant, despicable and arrogant. The brains in his head have been turned into muscles by him, and the brain has been squeezed to the size of a sesame seed. ... Bai Ze cursed angrily.

From the small house on the fruit tree, little book monster girls flew out one after another, wearing various colored dresses, flapping their paper wings hard and stopping in the air, looking at them curiously.

These little book monsters are all beautiful in appearance, and their bodies are filled with the fragrance of books.

Bai Ze was still cursing, and Su Yun trembled in his heart, thinking: Could this arrogant dragon be Brother Yinglong? It is said that Brother Yinglong was the God of War in the first-generation Holy Emperor, a being with unparalleled force. , but his reputation seems not that good... I must not let him know that I know brother Yinglong!

...Dirty Yinglong! Pavilion Master Su, which period of history are you looking for?

Bai Ze stopped cursing and said: The records here last from four to five thousand years ago to the present. They are all-encompassing, not only about history, but also the truth about the destruction of the previous world studied by Tongten Pavilion. In the memory of every little book monster The content is probably enough to keep you reading for several years.”

How many years have you studied?

Su Yun was startled, and quickly sensed his spiritual world. His mind moved slightly, and a corner of the spiritual power Huang Zhong invaded the spiritual world. The yellow bell rotated, and Yingying sat on the wall of the clock and looked over.

Seeing so many little book monsters, she couldn't help but be surprised and flew up.

Bai Ze was also surprised when he saw Yingying flying over, and said: It turns out to be Shi Ziying. The last time I saw you was a hundred and fifty years ago. At that time, you were still a little girl.

Yingying doesn't remember him.

Bai Ze sighed: You have been dead for more than a hundred and fifty years, and you have also turned into a little book monster.

Yingying didn't understand his emotion at all. As a book monster who was Ying Shizi's spiritual reincarnation, she only inherited some of Ying Shizi's profound memories, and some memories were completely annihilated and could not be retrieved.

Su Yun coughed and said in a deep voice: Senior Bai Ze, I want to check the history of the Argali Rebellion.

The Argali Rebellion?

Bai Ze took a deep look at him and then said: All books about argali sheep, please list them out!

More than a dozen little girls with wings fluttered out and lined up their wings and stopped in front of Su Yun.

The sleeves of these little girls were flying in the air, and suddenly countless words and patterns were reflected in the air.

Su Yun suddenly saw that the western continent was dark, with rolling calamity fires everywhere, calamity ashes flying in the air, and argali sheep as big as mountains, walking in the darkness, their eyes like burning calamity fires.

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