The World That Tao Rules

Jiang Yun’s feeling is so sharp. When he just came out of the valley, he noticed that the chunky man was secretly peeking at himself. Although he found it, the other party reacted quickly and got into the valley.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoyu has also entered the valley. Without anyone to lead, Jiang Yun did not dare to rush into the law, so after a moment of indulging, he could only turn and leave.

Just in my heart, he has already recorded the appearance of the short fat man, and speculated that although the other side is a chores, it is unlikely to be a person who is trapped by Lu Xiaoyu, but there should be some connection between the two.

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"Forget it, now in my capacity, there is no way to gossip, but fortunately, although Zong Nei allows the same door to learn from each other, but strictly prohibits each other from killing, even if someone really wants to find Xiaoyu's trouble, at least she will not Have a life worry!"

For Jiang Yun, who came from Lushan, asking Daozong's door rules is like the rules of Lushan. It is absolutely not to be destroyed or violated by anyone, so he is not too worried about Lu Xiaoyu's affairs.

He just didn't know that he had just left Lushan. In this world, the rules are dead, but people are alive.

Even someone can be above the rules!

Putting Lu Xiaoyu away temporarily, Jiang Yun once again came to the library, and walked into the gate.

As soon as you enter the gate, Jiang Yun is like entering another world. The ear is silent and silent. There is only a slight page flipping sound, and a square monument is presented in front of his eyes. There are only a few lines on the tablet. The introduction of the library.

The Book Collection is divided into seven layers. Apart from the fact that the first floor is open to everyone in the family, starting from the second floor, you need to have at least the identity of a foreign disciple.

Naturally, the higher the number of layers, the higher the required identity. Each person is only allowed to enter three times a year. If you want to enter multiple times, you need to exchange for the contribution points.

It is strictly forbidden to fight in the library, and all the books in it can only be watched here, and they are not allowed to be brought out at will. Of course, if there are contributions, some books can still be copied and taken away.

After Jiang Yun hurriedly read the introduction on the square monument, he crossed the square monument and officially entered the library.

The first floor is very large. Although there are hundreds of disciples in it, it is not crowded. There are rows of bookshelves arranged in different categories, and each book has more or less books. .

On the top of each bookcase, there are several words that indicate which side of the book on the shelf belongs to.

Look at the rough, this first layer, probably has more than 10,000 books.

Although this amount makes Jiang Yun secretly swear, but this is actually very normal, after all, there is too much knowledge about monasticism, and everyone has different opinions on any aspect of the monasticism, so the book is circulated. The content and quantity are also extremely diverse.

It's just that these books don't have much value, so each sect will collect such a collection of books for the disciples to read and increase their knowledge.

Jiang Yun did not urgently choose a book, but after roughly browsing the entire first floor, he went to the bookshelf he needed and found a thick book!

The content of this book is about the type of monasticism and the general classification criteria.

As Jiang Yun continually flipped through the book and looked at the various introductions to the monasticism in the book, his face was gradually gloomy.

After a whole day passed, Jiang Yun finally closed the book, put it back on the bookshelf, turned around, and walked out of the library without a word, and went to the Tibetan Peak. .

All the way up, Jiang Yun always looked gloomy, kept silent, just walking away.

Even if he clearly felt that someone was following him behind him, he didn't bother to look back and look down to Tibet.

"stop!"

Just then, Jiang Yun’s body finally came with a cold voice.

Although Jiang Yun stopped his steps, he did not look back or open his mouth. He stood in the same place, like a sculpture, and did not move.

Behind Jiang Yun, there is a skinny man with a slightly yellowish complexion. The blue dragon-shaped token hanging from his waist is not difficult to see. He is a foreign disciple of the Beast Peak, and by his side, He was still holding a tiger with a long yellow body.

Looking at Jiang Yun's back to his figure, the man couldn't help but frown, and the yellow face showed an unpleasant color. He smiled and said: "A chores in the district, I dare to frame me, look like, don't give you some The lesson is no good! Go! Bite one of his arms and let him remember for a long time!"

With his order, the yellow tiger suddenly vacated, and the tiger's mouth was wide, and he rushed toward Jiang Yun.

Seeing that the tiger was about to rush to Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun turned his head and looked at the fierce light in his eyes. He looked at the tiger coldly.

Although Jiang Yun did not exude the blood of the body at this moment, but this tiger is higher than the blue-light wolf, but it must be sharper, so in the eyes of Jiang Yun’s gaze, the heart Suddenly a cold, the body in the air actually changed direction.

This scene naturally makes the skinny man feel incomprehensible. I really can't figure out why this tiger has such a reaction.

However, this is not the case. Just when the huge figure of the tiger was able to avoid Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun suddenly extended a finger, and the wind was on the neck of the tiger.

"what!"

"Roar!"

The skinny man's roar and the tiger's screams sounded almost at the same time. As the owner of the tiger, the man couldn't know, Jiang Yun's finger seemed to be weak, but the position in the spot just happened to be the soft underbelly of the tiger.

"boom!"

The tiger fell heavily on the ground, and the man rushed up. He looked at the tiger who was rolling on the ground and whispering. His eyes showed a stern expression: "You dare to hurt my beast, I killed. you!"

The voice just fell, the man's hands slammed a print, the yellow face slowly appeared some fluff, and a huge breath also rose from the rise of his skinny body.

"Cough!"

But at this moment, a coughing sound suddenly came from the Tibetan peak. Then, the appearance of Dongfang Bo appeared in front of the skinny man: "The younger brother of the Beast Peak, I and the Guifeng peak have some I haven't seen it in the days, so I am going to meet him with you now?"

It is also strange to say that the words of Dongfang Bo, like with some kind of magic, not only let the breath of the thin man just rise, like the ebb tide, quickly fade away, and the yellow face is also showing a touch of helplessness.

In just a moment, he regained his original appearance, reached out and patted his waist, and a golden light shot, wrapped the tiger on the ground, disappeared instantly.

The man did not look at Dongfang Bo at all. He was just facing Jiang Yundao who had never turned his body. "Small chores, you remember, my name is Xu Chengshan. Today, you hurt my pet beast, I will definitely find you!" Also, stay away from that Lu Xiaoyu, and later, she will take care of her business!"

After dropping this sentence, the skinny man named Xu Chengshan immediately turned and left.

For Xu Chengshan from the appearance to the departure, Jiang Yun did not look at the other side at all. At this time, he only bowed to the Dongbo, and he boarded the Tibetan Peak and walked into his own small courtyard. The door.

Looking at the figure that Jiang Yun left, the Oriental Bo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head and did not speak. He could see that Jiang Yun clearly had some confusion and was uneasy.

Going back to the house, Jiang Yun, who was rare, did not practice, but lay in bed, closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, but his brows were always locked, and after a while, he suddenly opened his mouth. One word and one sentence recites: "All things are born, everything can be cultivated, but the way of monasticism is very different depending on the ethnic group."

"The Terran, to absorb the aura of heaven and earth for repair;"

"The demon family, to repair the day Jinghua Yuehua!"