Broken Night

Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety-Six ─ The name that was recorded in the corner of the scroll

During his time in Yunfu, he lived extremely happily.

The Nanhuang City was always full of deceit, shrouding him like a shadow in the world. But here is really like a big green mountain, facing the light and the wind, without any haze. There is no concealment or deception.

So he didn't plan to hide his father's name-until he went to Yun Cong Book Pavilion to read a book that day.

In Yun Cong Book Pavilion, there are only two small floors, but there are also unwritten rules - you cannot enter the cultivator's book on the second floor without reading the entire first floor.

The volumes on the first floor are unremarkable. Some are travel notes, journals, some are dramas, novels, and more like [Mainland Planting Tree Illustration] and [Shan Hai Jing], they are all illustrated books and the like.

And because of this rule, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji had to watch the first-floor volume together with Xiao Zhu.

Then Xu Yan saw a small word on the last page of a volume.

"Where the Yun Mansion belongs, be sure to look for the man named Xu Tian, ​​and then tie him to the Yun Cong Book Pavilion and kneel to admit his mistake."

Then he saw another paragraph in the small note at the end of the hidden page of another volume: "Xu Tian, ​​that **** bastard, how could he do this!"

"Xu Tian! I hate you!"

With too many small bets, Xu Yan quietly shed a drop of sweat from that smooth bald head.

Then he went to ask Master Zhuo what these small notes were about. Master Zhuo snorted and said in a casual tone, "I heard that it was written by one of the guardians of the Cloud Cong Book Pavilion."

"It's impossible to know exactly what happened. Probably only the palace master knows? It's just that it is the code of every generation of pavilion guardians." "Every day, in addition to monitoring the mainland's changes, the guardians also need to find that person named Xu Tian. It can be said that the guardians do their daily homework."

Xu Yan let out a haha, and said casually, "How to find it? Is there a portrait of him? I want to see it too."

Zhuo Guan shook his head: "There is no portrait."

Xu Yan's heart was slightly relaxed, but the next moment he became tense: "There is only a trace of his divine sense."

"I really don't know what kind of hatred and hatred that generation of pavilion guardians have with him, and he got a wisp of his spiritual knowledge in such a big battle. It is said that Xu Tian did not know how to sneak into the Yuncong Book Pavilion and put the first floor inside. All the scrolls have been stolen. Now you see every scroll, and all the scrolls are copied back by that generation of pavilion guardians based on their unforgettable memories.”

"It took a full thirty years to copy those volumes before I finally wrote them back. I heard that every time I copied a volume, I felt that hatred, so I wrote a small note in the corner of the last page."

Xu Yan was stunned, and then he remembered the year he spent studying in a courtyard in a remote village in Nancheng. those volumes...

Stealing books from Yunfu! ?

For some reason, Xu Yan thought of something terrible.

Those volumes were stolen from Yun Cong Book Pavilion?

The look on his face didn't make any specific pretense, because he was really shocked. And Zhuo Guan didn't think it was anything special. Anyway, whoever he told this allusion to, their expressions were similar to Xu Yan's.

"Then, did you succeed in finding him with that wisp of consciousness?"

Zhuo Guan shrugged: "I haven't succeeded, anyway, hundreds of years have passed, so Xu Tian may be dead, not necessarily. If it wasn't for the iron rule of every generation of pavilion guardians, I would have given up and looked for it every day. The dead man once again."

Xu Yan gave a haha, and didn't speak again.

Because he knew very well that his father was not dead.

…………

Because of this, Song Zhixuan's question left him speechless. Because he didn't know how Yunfu would react when he learned that he was the son of Xu Tian. Perhaps as Xu Tian said, he was cut off eighteen pieces! ?

Seeing Xu Yan's silence, Song Zhixuan didn't ask any further: "Let's get to the point. If you use fire to enter the pattern, when you break through the other five palaces, you will naturally be able to enter the pattern. Heavenly fire is the best fire in the world, if you use the flame to enter the pattern. If the level is too low, it will be swallowed up by the fire of the sky, and there will be problems at that time.”

Xu Yan nodded. Since he was born, he has dealt with Tianhuo, and he naturally knows how violent and domineering the Tianhuo in his heart is: "Is it only relying on that residual fire?"

Song Zhixuan nodded and said: "Although the residual fire is very weak, I can feel that the level of it is not low. I think you can give it a try. Anyway, if you can get it, it can be regarded as a chance."

Xu Yan smiled bitterly: "Okay, but it's far to the west, so I don't know what year and month it will be."

Song Zhixuan's face was half-smiling but not smiling: "Junior Brother, although you [Fuyun] have already achieved greatness, your realm is too weak to travel long distances. This time, Third Junior Brother will accompany you. With Third Junior Brother's strength, probably not. There will be too many dangers.”

Xu Yan was stunned for a moment, then became excited: "It's just the temper of the third senior brother!?"

Xu Shichang has a gentle and happy personality, with a little heart of a child. But because of this, he is also vulnerable to all kinds of deception. To put it simply - it's unreliable!

Song Zhixuan's face turned serious: "Little Junior Brother, why do you treat your Third Senior Brother this way? Originally, I planned to take the two of you to the West to find opportunities when Sixth Junior Brother was about to break through. But now that Sixth Junior Brother has an accident, I naturally want to Stay here and watch over him. And the third junior brother and you have a share in stealing fish, so naturally you should also take the responsibility."

He waved his hand, as if making a decision: "That's it, tomorrow morning, you are ready to set off for the west."

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The next day, Xu Yan rubbed his eyes.

Although replacing sleep with meditation is the best and fastest way to practice, Xu Yan still can't give up sleep completely. After all, sleep is the real way to relax and rest, so he still actually goes to sleep a few days a week.

He walked to a stone platform, rubbed his sleepy eyes with his left hand, and pressed his right hand on a dark stone platform.

The stone platform is dark and unremarkable, but when Xu Yan's pattern force falls on the stone platform, with Xu Yan's palm as the center, red lines spread out. Finally, the fiery red pattern took shape, which was a simple Yanyang pattern.

When Xu Yan saw the stone platform pattern, he put a metal jar on the pattern. The jar was filled with clear water, and under the heat of the Yanyang pattern, the water in the jar gradually boiled. Seeing this, Xu Yan nodded in satisfaction, sprinkled some tea leaves in it, and went to wash up.

After a long time, when Xu Yan came out, he picked up the metal can and drank tea.

Just then, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Brother Xu, I'm here."

"Little brother, and me."

One voice was naturally Lan Mingxin, and the other with undisguised excitement was Xu Shichang.