Chapter 12

The night was heavy.

When Lu Zheng arrived at the top of the hill, there were already many figures waiting there.

The first one, riding on the ferocious scale horse of Shenjun, wearing a scarlet cloak and cold eyes like a knife, is Lian Rufeng, the leader of the guard of Feiyun village.

"How's it going?" Seeing Lu Zheng appear, Lian Rufeng asked directly.

"Elder brother, that boy is tricky. I almost fell into his hands without observing." Lu Zheng looked ashamed and unwilling.

Even Rufeng and others were surprised when he said this. Did they know that Lu Zheng was the existence of "neizhuang" level in Zhenwu double territory, just trying to test the details of a 12-year-old boy, but failed?

At that moment, Lu Zheng talked about the battle that had just happened one by one, and finally said, "brother, your view is right. I feel that the boy must be the helper invited by Xiao Tianren!"

Lian Rufeng fell silent and sneered, "as you said, that Lintian is just a little thing at the inner level. Xiao Tianren, if the old fox places his hope on Lintian, it would be too stupid."

After a pause, he waved and said, "however, since I know that this little thing has only such a little cultivation, it is no longer worth paying attention to."

"Elder brother, why don't we take this opportunity to kill this little thing first and give Xiao Tian any power?" Lu Zheng was unwilling to say that he was defeated by Lintian and was ashamed. Naturally, he was unwilling to leave.

"No hurry, let them live for a while. The most important thing for us now is to fully integrate into Qingyang tribe and occupy a place in it. In this way, we will completely abandon Feiyun village and have a place to live in the future."

Lian Rufeng took a deep breath and said with burning eyes, "this is a first-class event. As long as you join the Qingyang tribe and rely on the means of our brothers, you can enter the Donglin city and break into a piece of heaven and earth with the prestige of the Qingyang tribe in the future!"

Donglin city!

It is the most prosperous city beyond 3000 mountains. It is crowded with traffic and people. Its trade is prosperous and extends in all directions. It is known as the important trade town in the southwest border of the Obsidian empire!

It's said that as long as you can get a foothold there, you will become a qualified resident of the Obsidian empire. It's much better than staying in this dangerous and poor village.

At the thought of this, the nearby guards were boiling with blood and endless longing.

"Lu Zheng, you stay with Qian Qi. Qian Qi has the cultivation of 'Kaifu' level. With your cooperation, you can suppress anyone in the village. Remember, keep an eye on Xiao Tianren. If you find anything wrong, catch the old thing immediately!"

Lian Rufeng looked coldly at Lu Zheng and another strong middle-aged man. He gave orders in a deep voice, which showed a taste of no rejection.

Lu Zheng and Qian Qi looked at each other and agreed.

Seeing this, Lian Rufeng nodded with satisfaction and immediately shouted: "three months! Three months at most! All the wealth of Feiyun village will be in our brother's bag! At that time, with these wealth and the identity of Qingyang tribe, the gate of Donglin city will be opened for our brother!"

"Let's go!"

After saying that, Lian Rufeng had already controlled the scale horse under his crotch and rushed to the distant mountains with his subordinates, which soon disappeared.

Lu Zheng and Qian Qi also returned to Feiyun village in the dark.

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In the hut.

When the window is opened, the night wind comes in slowly, refreshing and pleasant.

The bright starlight poured down on the desk with a silvery white luster, enveloping the Yellow scroll and dark gray seal pen on the desk with a layer of mystery.

Lintian gently rubbed the book with his palm and murmured, "according to Mr. Lu, there is an amazing secret in these two treasures. If you can untie it, I can change my life another day and completely get rid of the trauma in my body..."

Lintian knew long ago that when he was born, there was a rare "original spirit pulse" in his body, called "Taiyuan swallowing the sky", which was a natural first-class blood of Tianjiao!

This kind of qualification is absolutely a natural talent for cultivation. There is no one in ten thousand. Just practice hard. In the future, it is destined to become a generation of Tianjiao, famous all over the world and look down on the world. It is extremely terrible.

Unfortunately, when Lintian was born, he didn't know who had taken away the natural spirit vein in his body, which was called "Taiyuan swallowing the dome", and almost died.

Even with Mr. Lu's rescue, Lintian survived the abandoned baby, but because the original spiritual veins in his body were dug away, the meridians, acupoints and orifices around him also left irreparable wounds.

For example, the reason why his meridians are so sluggish and fragile now is that it makes Lintian seem mediocre on the road of cultivation. After many years of cultivation, Lintian still stayed in the "neizhuang" stage of Zhenwu dual territory.

According to Mr. Lu's words, if Lintian could not repair the wounds in his body, Lintian's achievements in his life could only stop at the level of Zhenwu realm, but could not really step into a higher realm of cultivation.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the book left by Mr. Lu cast a glimmer of hope on Lintian's almost dark cultivation road.

It is universally acknowledged that all miraculous drugs, secrets and inheritance in this world can not change the trauma left by the excavation of the "original spiritual pulse".

But Mr. Lu told Lintian that as long as he untied the secret hidden in this book, he could change his life against heaven and be reborn from Nirvana!

A book, a pen, quietly placed on the desk.

Lintian restrained his confused thoughts, took a deep breath and opened the yellow book

After leaving the ruined mine prison, this was the first time Lintian opened this ancient book with the smell of years.

What kind of shocking secret is hidden in it?

Lintian could not help looking forward to it, but he was slightly stunned when he saw the content on the first page of the book.

There was no text on the first page, only a holy stripe, which was also Lintian's most familiar "green wood holy stripe".

As early as when he was young, Lintian began to describe and practice this holy stripe pattern under the professor of Mr. Lu. He was familiar with the structure and essence of it and could easily grasp it.

WOW~

Lintian thought about it and opened the second page of the book. There was no text on it, only a holy stripe pattern, which was also Lintian's most familiar "thorn gold holy stripe".

Crash ~ crash~

Lintian still didn't believe it. He turned page by page, but found that every page of the book was painted with a holy stripe pattern. Each holy stripe pattern was so familiar that he had been in contact with and practiced since he was a child. It was already branded in his bones and could be carved with his eyes closed.

"How could this happen? Is the secret Mr. Lu said hidden in these basic holy stripe patterns?"

After looking through the book, Lintian could not help but frown and fell into meditation when he found nothing special.

If these holy stripe patterns were rare and high-grade, Lintian would feel something unusual.

However, these are the most basic holy stripe patterns, which are widely spread in the world, which is somewhat confusing.

An ancient animal skin scroll full of the breath of years was solemnly entrusted to him by Mr. Lu on the occasion of life and death. Who can imagine that this scroll not only has no shocking secrets, but also draws some basic holy stripe patterns known to the world?

Lintian continued to read until he saw the last page of the book, and his eyes narrowed.

The last page of the book is very different!

The above drawing is not the basic holy stripe pattern, but a mottled, incomplete, dim, messy and dense pattern, which is completely different from the holy stripe.

Just like what a naughty child scrawls, there is no trace of spiritual stripe at all.

But all this suddenly attracted Lintian's attention. Is Mr. Lu's amazing secret hidden in this "strange pattern"?

Lintian looked carefully and studied the dense, incomplete, dim and mottled patterns.

Time passed unconsciously. Looking at Lintian, he lost all his eyes and didn't see anything valuable at all.

Lintian was disappointed and stared at this strange pattern and fell into meditation.

An ancient book with the flavor of years. Almost all of its contents are basic holy stripe patterns. Only a messy and dense "strange pattern" is drawn on the last page, which is somewhat unusual.

What does this mean?

Where do you need to start if you want to crack the secret?

Doubts poured into Lin Xun's mind.

Just when Lintian was struggling with this, he glanced at it and suddenly noticed that the color of the last page was completely different from those in front, showing a dark red color.

He picked up the book and looked at the light. On this thin paper page made of unknown material, some things appeared that Lintian didn't notice before.

fingerprint!

One by one extremely dim blood fingerprints!

For example, a long time ago, someone once "pressed" on the last page with a blood stained finger many times. Due to the long time, these blood fingerprints have become dim and mottled.

And Lintian noticed that these fingerprints were different in size and color, obviously not from the same person or at the same time.

Seeing this, Lintian had a bold idea in his mind: "was this mysterious book obtained by different practitioners in different periods a long time ago? They tried their best to understand the secrets in this book, but they didn't make any progress, so they finally tried to use their own blood essence as a guide to get the answer?"

Thinking of this, Lintian immediately bit his fingertips and poured a drop of blood essence on this mysterious paper.

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