Chapter 1900

There are no steep mountains in Neijiang, but there are many hills. The advantage is that there are scenery everywhere and the air is pleasant.

Among the many hills in Neijiang, Xiaoshu Mountain is not outstanding.

In the past, when the tourism industry in Neijiang was in full swing, some villagers wanted to develop farmhouse entertainment, but after losing their pants, no one cared about Xiaoshu Mountain anymore.

Coupled with the acceleration of urbanization in China in recent years, young and middle-aged people in the villages near Xiaoshu Mountain have chosen to live in Neijiang City, and the originally remote mountain villages have gradually become deserted.

As a result, Xiaoshu Mountain was submerged in the continuous hills.

The mountain wind was wrapped in needle-like drizzle and hit the face, which was slightly cool.

Standing on the top of Xiaoshu Mountain, looking at the mountains in the night rain, Murong Feiyu was a little lost in thought.

Zhu Shigui and Murong Feiyu stood side by side, with sweat dripping from their palms.

Murong Feiyu turned his head and smiled at Zhu Shigui: "The night in Xiaoshu Mountain is still the same as before, quiet, so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat."

Zhu Shigui looked around, nodded and said: "From a common point of view, compared with other hills in Neijiang, tranquility may be the only advantage of Xiaoshu Mountain."

Murong Feiyu turned around, with disdain on the corner of his mouth: "What do the world know, they only see the surface, not the inside."

"Looking at Neijiang, Xiaoshu Mountain is the place with the most abundant aura."

Zhu Shigui closed his eyes, quietly sensed the atmosphere around him, and nodded lightly: "If we let them know that there are so many high-ranking officials in history, maybe they will plan on Xiaoshushan."

"Even if it is entirely possible to build the secret vault here with the strength of the Tianjimen, it cannot be as airtight as it is now."

"That's right, let's go, go to the secret vault!" Murong Feiyu climbed down the cliff familiarly, as light as a lark jumping in the mountains and forests during the day.

Zhu Shigui still stood where he was, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Why don't you come down?" Murong Feiyu raised his head and shouted.

Zhu Shigui let out an oh, and followed the trend.

Grabbing a vine and stepping on the slippery cliff, Zhu Shigui turned his wrist and held two keys in his hand.

He smiled apologetically at Murong Feiyu: "I don't know what happened just now, my mind was distracted."

"It's not that you're distracted, you're homesick, right?" Murong Feiyu said so, and winked at Zhu Shigui.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The four keys flew in four opposite directions.

When the key was precisely inserted into the hidden stone lock, the externalized internal force twisted, and a stone door suddenly appeared on the cliff.

There was a creaking sound, and in the drizzle, the stone door slowly opened.

This is the legendary secret library of the Venerable, and it is also the foundation of the Tianjimen for many years.

The greedy light flashed from Zhu Shigui's eyes.

The moment the stone gate was closed, the lights in the cave turned on immediately.

Looking at the transparent secret vault, Zhu Shigui was astonished.

"Third brother, your suggestion is very good. It is indeed much more convenient to introduce modern equipment into the secret vault."

Murong Feiyu looked at Zhu Shigui with eyes full of admiration.

"Convenience is convenience, but you have to bear a little risk of exposure." Zhu Shigui calmed down and replied in a low voice.

"With your perfect plan, those risks are completely negligible."

"If that's the case, I was also extremely worried at the time." Zhu Shigui looked around and changed the subject very naturally, "How do you know I'm homesick?"

"Even if we are venerables, we cannot avoid vulgarity," Murong Feiyu said while walking along the corridor, "Especially at this moment, who doesn't miss their relatives?"

Zhu Shigui stopped and said with emotion: "If there are fallen leaves in the secular world, we may not be able to return to our hometown."

Seeing him so sad, Murong Feiyu put his arms around Zhu Shigui's shoulders and said with a smile: "You are wrong."

"We are the venerables, the kings of this world, the world is so big, our home is everywhere."

These words are impassioned and very energetic.

It's just that Zhu Shigui's complexion didn't change much.

Murong Feiyu naturally knew what Zhu Shigui was thinking, before arriving at the No. 1 secret storehouse, he said softly: "I persuaded you back then, no matter how much you hide from your family, do you regret it now?"

Zhu Shigui sighed, with a little sadness in his words.

"People have no hindsight, who would have thought that they would get to where they are today?"

Murong Feiyu belonged to a string of passwords, and pushed open the door of the secret vault: "There is no regret medicine in the world, it's all here, it's useless to think too much."

"It's better to study the mentality on the ancient tablet of suppressing demons honestly. If God has eyes, I will let you fully understand..."

Murong Feiyu's eyes lit up: "Don't talk about meeting your family, even if you go to your hometown and stay for a hundred years, no one will say anything."

"The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment." Zhu Shigui spit out the eight words, walked to the ancient monument of suppressing demons, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

The Ancient Demon Suppressing Monument is not very big, it is three feet high and one foot and five feet wide, and it is densely covered with glittering characters.

What's amazing is that these fonts change content every once in a while.

There is also a chilly breath coming from the ancient monument, the biting coldness makes people feel like falling into an ice cave.

This is the Ancient Monument of Suppressing Demons, and this is the mental method I want.

Zhu Shigui quietly put the dagger aside, staring at the words on the ancient tablet, as if possessed by a demon.

Did the third child realize it again? Murong Feiyu was very excited.

When he saw the azure blue font on the ancient tablet suddenly change to indigo, the muscles in his body stiffened.

Focusing on Zhu Shigui's short sword, even more strange changes appeared.

Indigo brilliance lingered on the dagger, and when the blood and gloom came, the dagger had already turned into a long knife.

Murong Feiyu's eyes were red, facing Zhu Shigui's back, he drew out his long sword.

"Put back the sword now, and I will give you a quick death."

Then came the delicate voice.

Murong Feiyu sternly said: "Who are you?"

"It seems that there are people around, so you really can't study with peace of mind. If you don't make a fuss, you won't be safe."

She turned around, she didn't look like Zhu Shigui, she was clearly a teenage girl.

"My name is Zou Jiuzhou."

Murong Feiyu rubbed his eyes: "This is impossible! Zou Jiuzhou is dead!"

"You can't even tell if Zou Jiuzhou is real or not. How can you be sure that Zou Jiuzhou is dead?"

Zou Jiuzhou moved his wrist slightly, holding the Thousand Soul Knife in his hand.

Murong Feiyu looked at the long knife in Zou Jiuzhou's hand, then at Zou Jiuzhou's slightly mocking pretty face, paused for a while and said, "That Zou Jiuzhou we saw earlier is your substitute?"

"That's right!" Zou Jiuzhou glanced at Murong Feiyu, and said lazily, "Don't look remorseful, it's not a loss if you don't recognize it."

"Fan Tianling, who came out of Qixia Palace with me, doesn't even know that Zou Jiuzhou is that unremarkable ugly girl, so how do other people know?"

Thinking of the past of Qixia Palace, Zou Jiuzhou sighed with emotion.

"Those fellow brothers and sisters, why did they take me seriously?"

"Now I'm stepping on their shoulders to go where they'll never reach."

Murong Feiyu looked at Zou Jiuzhou coldly.

"It's like other venerables never took Zou Jiuzhou seriously, but they never thought that she has reached such a state now."

Hearing what Murong Feiyu said, Zou Jiuzhou groaned, "How did Mr. Murong know that my realm is high?"

"The color of the characters on the Ancient Demon Suppressing Monument has changed." Murong Feiyu pointed at the ancient Demon Suppressing Monument.

Zou Jiuzhou pointed his sword obliquely at the ground, turned his head to look at the ancient monument of suppressing demons, his brows were full of regret.

"Murong Feiyu, Murong Feiyu, if you hadn't cherished your brooms and shared the ancient demon-suppressing monument, how could the Nine Venerables have fallen into such a state?"

"Being chased and killed by people from that world! This is a shame!"

Seeing what Zou Jiuzhou said, Murong Feiyu's complexion changed, and he said bluntly: "The other venerables can say these things, but you alone can't say them."

"You say we cherish our brooms, what about you? A warrior who dares not show his true body, what right does he have to say about us?"

Zou Jiuzhou snorted coldly, and said with a gloomy face, "I'm not cherishing myself with a broom, or not daring to show my real body, but sharpening my character!"

"If you hit the peak of the immortal level like you and don't know your name, how can you get to where you are today?"

Murong Feiyu was too lazy to talk too much with Zou Jiuzhou: "Is it interesting for the two of us to talk about this?"

"It's really boring." Zou Jiuzhou shook the Thousand Soul Knife, and the bright indigo brilliance was very bright in the secret vault.

Looking around, Zou Jiuzhou smiled sweetly at Murong Feiyu and said, "The secret library of the Venerables of the Tianji Sect has cost a lot of efforts of the previous Venerables of the Tianji Sect."

"If you cause immeasurable damage, aren't you a sinner through the ages?"

Murong Feiyu laughed out loud, his eyes were red.

"Zou Jiuzhou, don't you think your words are funny?"

"Bringing you to the Venerable's secret vault, I have become a sinner of the Heavenly Mystery Gate through the ages."

"More importantly, if you turned into Zhu Shigui's appearance, maybe the third child has already fallen."

"The four great masters of Tianjimen are gone, is there still Tianjimen?"

Zou Jiuzhou clapped his hands, and suddenly realized: "Oh, Mr. Murong didn't tell me, I forgot, the so-called fairy gate is just the Venerable's organ to handle trivial matters."

"The Venerable is gone, and the Tianji Gate is gone, just like Fan Tianling is gone, Qixia Palace is gone."

Qixia Palace is gone, aren't you from Qixia Palace? Looking at Zou Jiuzhou's expression, Murong Feiyu gradually understood.

"It seems that from the very beginning you didn't agree with the venerables of Qixia Palace, and from the moment you reached the peak of the immortal level, you didn't regard yourself as one of the nine venerables."

Contempt was written all over Zou Jiuzhou's face. Thinking of the years of secret observation, she said proudly, "Don't compare me with you, it will make me sick."

"Murong Feiyu, take a good look back at what you have done since the shock to the peak of the immortal level."

"Martial arts have no limits, and you only get to the halfway up the mountain, and you think it's amazing, and you can sit back and enjoy it..."

Seeing that Murong Feiyu was impatient and ready to refute, Zou Jiuzhou said bluntly: "Don't say in front of me that you have never given up!"

"If you have never given up, how come you have not touched the rules of space?"

"Think about the advanced changes in your comprehension before and after the Venerable. If you still hold the previous point of view, I can only say that the Venerable will not suffer from death, and you will not suffer from death!"