Chapter 159

"What is junior sister Yue talking about?" Yuan Chaohui vaguely heard the word Lingjian.

The moon pearl quietly looked at Xia Qingchen and gently shook her head: "nothing."

Xia Qingchen is still a novice disciple. It's better not to publicize the matter of holding an arrow.

At this time, hengqianmo was already impatient and said, "younger martial sister Yue, the Lingjian of Wanjing building is rare in a hundred years. Why do you hesitate? If you miss this opportunity and want to see the arrow again, it will be very difficult. "

However, the moon pearl is very determined.

"I'm only with brother Qingchen." Yuemingzhu road.

Yuan Chaohui frowned high.

To tell you the truth, how about one more summer dust at the party?

It's just that it's hard for him to swallow it.

In those years, he was able to enter xingyunzong by his own efforts. Xia Qingchen, who depended on his relationship, why did he get his cultivation and promotion?

However, the moon pearl has a deep relationship with this person.

"Well, since Miss Yue said so, you can..." Yuan Chaohui looked at Xia Qingchen with a tone of charity.

Allow him to join the party, but you can leave him alone.

However, Xia Qingchen has no interest in the so-called party.

Their gathering is nothing more than discussing the grapevine news of detection or exchanging martial arts.

But Xia Qingchen doesn't need news!

The so-called detection, as long as the strength is strong enough, everything is not a problem and there is no need to pay attention.

The exchange of martial arts is also what he does not want.

It's too low-level martial arts communication for him to be interested.

"Go, Miss Yue. I have my own business to do." Summer light dust road.

Exchange Wanjing building's entry qualification is undoubtedly more important than a meaningless party.

At this point, the moon pearl naturally stopped insisting and nodded: "well, I'll tell you when I get useful news."

Hearing the speech, Yuan Chaohui stretched his eyebrows and cast a sideways glance at Xia Qingchen.

It's like saying, you know.

Xia Qingchen turned a blind eye and came to Wanjing building alone.

Wanjing building is the core of the whole Xingyun sect.

Therefore, there are strong guards inside and outside.

Xia Qingchen holds the arrow in his hand and finally enters the building after three tests.

But at this time, it seems that it is not the right time.

Nine disciples of different ages are squatting on the ground.

In front of them, there was a stone bench with white paper on it. Everyone was holding a brush and racking their brains.

An old man with fiery red hair interposed anxiously among them.

His eyes swept the white paper in front of them again and again.

"No, no, no, this you wrote must be wrong!"

"You are also wrong!"

"Still wrong!"

The old man pointed out his mistakes from time to time and raised his eyebrows high.

Those disciples had no choice but to worry.

It turned out that there was an extremely precious single book in Wanjing building. It was not noticed that it was damp for a while, and the handwriting was all blurred and could not be recognized.

Those who had borrowed the book were summoned by the owner of Wanjing building.

They were asked to write this isolated book by memory.

However, it has been six months or four or five years since they took this book.

Where do you remember the content?

"Ah! Are you all skimming on the water? No one remembers the content! " The landlord grimaced and criticized severely.

The nine disciples laughed bitterly and could only listen to the criticism.

The old man stamped his feet in anger.

As the landlord, he cherishes the classics in Wanjing building most.

The damp tianyuanlu records many secrets in the world. It is one of the most precious 100 books in the Wanjing building.

He was distressed by such destruction.

Suddenly, the old man glimpsed under the pine tree in the distance. Xia Qingchen was standing quietly and waiting there.

It turned out that Xia Qingchen waited patiently when he saw that they had something to do.

"Are you here to write the record of the abyss?" At ordinary times, no one will come to Wanjing building. Nine out of ten people who come now are those who come to write by dictation.

"Why are you here now? Come here! " The old man waved.

Xia Qingchen walked over and said, "landlord, I'm here..."

To borrow the classics of Wanjing building, you must get the permission of the landlord.

The old man in front of me should be the landlord.

"I know what you're doing here. Write quickly!" The landlord interrupted Xia Qingchen, pulled him to a stone stool and gave him paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Xia Qingchen was stunned: "no, I'm here..."

"Nonsense what, write quickly!" The landlord impatiently interrupted him.

Xia Qingchen was speechless.

He came to borrow books. How could he be dragged to write the records of the abyss?

But after looking at the anxious and unhappy look of the landlord, I'm afraid it will be difficult to borrow books from him if no one has written the record of the abyss of heaven today?

"Well, I can write, but which one do you want me to write?" Xia Qingchen sighed and said.

It doesn't take a cup of tea to write one anyway.

The landlord was stunned: "the Tianyuan record is just the Tianyuan record. How many more? What you rarely talk about, write quickly! "

Tianyuanlu is a famous work with a very long history.

It records the secrets of heaven and earth.

This record is divided into three volumes: Heaven, earth and man, 18 in one volume and 49 in one.

A total of 2646.

He didn't make it clear. How did Xia Qingchen know which one to write?

He glanced at the disciple next to him.

The disciple was a woman in yellow long gown with calm temperament, about 24 years old.

Enchanting figure, fair skin and excellent appearance.

Of course, Xia Qingchen is not looking at her, but the words she is writing by dictation.

At the beginning of his eyes, he recognized it and whispered, "it's the 29th part of the great picture of the herringbone."

Xia Qingchen has not only seen the records of the abyss of heaven, but also ordered more than 1000 of them to be written by him.

Naturally remember the content.

He immediately picked up his pen and wrote.

At first, the landlord didn't care about Xia Qingchen.

The stronger the martial arts cultivation, the stronger the memory.

Those old disciples failed to remember their strong strength.

Xia Qingchen is too young to write it down.

But Xia Qingchen's pen flies, and the rustling sound is like a melody.

It's hard for the landlord not to notice Xia Qingchen.

The other nine disciples also stopped writing one after another and looked at Xia Qingchen with a strange look on their faces.

"Fake? Write so fast? "

I saw the white paper flying one after another in front of Xia Qingchen.

Each one is filled with neat and concise vigorous words.

The landlord came over and frowned slightly: "don't write nonsense!"

Even people who have just seen it can't write so fast?

What's more, Xia Qingchen wrote like a letter without the slightest thought.

Anyone who sees it will think he is writing nonsense.

Xia Qingchen remained unmoved and concentrated on writing at one go.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the landlord hummed and warned: "if you can write, just write. If you can't write, I have to deduct a few stars from you!"

Hearing the speech, nine disciples smashed their tongues.

The so-called "Star" is something that all Xingyun sect disciples are trying to obtain.

The number of stars determines how many martial arts resources disciples can get in Xingyun sect.

For example, a treasure land of cultivation, a panacea, powerful martial arts skills, guidance from famous teachers and so on.