Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

The eighth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

An old man with an immortal demeanor sat cross-legged there. The moonlight shone through the window and shone on him as if he was about to transform into an immortal and ascend at any moment.

And a strong wave came from the whole body.

Even with your eyes closed.

There are also ripples.

"Bo!"

The fifth level of Human Emperor Realm.

It’s done.

Chu Xun, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes, showing a strange color, no sadness or joy, because this was all within reason, and he had been sitting in the Sutra Pavilion practicing for several months.

Every day is nothing more than reading scriptures, enlightening the Tao, raising swords, practicing calligraphy...

Wind and rain will not change, cold and heat will not change.

It would be weird if you can't break through with such diligence.

At this time, he had a small breakthrough in his realm. He only felt that he had many insights into his palm skills and sword skills.

Close your eyes.

The mind is filled with endless sword intent.

If before, his sword was still stuck in the river.

Now I feel like I can see it.

It can be integrated into kendo as much as possible.

Flowers and plants can be integrated into the way of the sword.

Plants and trees can be integrated into the way of the sword.

The breeze can also blend into the way of swordsmanship.

All of these can be integrated into the meaning of the river sword, so that it no longer adheres to form and is trapped in the artistic conception of a river. This is a completely new transformation.

Transformation of state of mind.

Not just sword intent.

There are also palm techniques.

Earlier I was still a little confused about the Eight Desolate Palms.

Now there are so many insights pouring in all at once.

Just wanted to understand.

Then I heard a guest coming from the eighth floor.

"Elder Chu!"

"Hmm!" Chu Xun suppressed the feelings brought about by the breaking point in his heart, and opened his eyes to see an old man in his sixties walking towards him. It was Elder Sun who had been entrusted by him to send and sell for auction.

"Elder Sun!" Chu Xun nodded gently.

Elder Sun also noticed the artistic conception spreading from Chu Xun, and said with a slight hesitation: "Elder Chu, if you have any insights, you can just realize it first, don't worry about me!"

"It's not too late!"

"Let's finish talking and leave!"

"How's it going?"

Chu Xun's eyes were warm and peaceful.

"Hahaha!"

"Great!"

"I'm afraid Elder Chu can't even imagine how much this Taixuan Sword can be auctioned for!" Elder Sun was amazed. In the past, he would have given up on it, but now he also knows that Chu Xun, at the juncture of his cultivation, only used concise words to explain the matter. Tell the story.

"garrulous!"

"This is six thousand holy stones!"

"And there are things you want to bid on!"

"It's all in this void ring!"

"Sun said goodbye first!"

Elder Sun laughed aloud and left the Sutra Library in a good mood. He originally wanted to have a good exchange with Elder Chu. He came in and was confused about his practice. However, he saw that Elder Chu was at a critical moment, so he couldn't disturb him. He secretly thought in his heart: The artistic conception surrounding Elder Chu is very strong, and it doesn’t look like he has entered the human emperor realm for the first time.

Could this be the effect of sixty years of reading in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

An epiphany.

Accumulate but gain little.

There is envy in the eyes.

I know that a strong man will appear in Donglin Holy Land soon.

After Elder Sun left.

Chu Xun was not in a hurry to get the Void Ring.

Instead, he closed his eyes.

Falling back into the previous sedimentation.

The palm of my hand is also surging in my heart.

His understanding of palm techniques has improved by leaps and bounds.

But not for long.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Another shout came from the eighth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

No need to think about who it is.

Just an apprentice.

Then he saw Jiang Chen walking towards him with his face glowing red. He didn't hesitate and said with a smile: "Master, I attended an auction in Tianbao City a few days ago. I fell in love with a divine sword that seemed to suit Master, so I took the photo. "

"Buzz!"

The simple and ordinary Taixuan Sword.

Suspended on the eighth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Chu Xun, who was practicing, was stunned.

Gradually.

He looked at the disciple with strange eyes.

I just heard Elder Sun say that the reason why the Taixuan Sword was auctioned for a sky-high price was because two barbarians were facing each other. One of them was put in a fight and suffered a heavy loss, thus winning the Taixuan Sword.

Could it be that……

Is the enemy my disciple?

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Immortal Sect.

Main hall.

Ye Chen, who was seriously injured, looked pale, breathless, and said weakly: "Uncle Zhao, this junior saw a magic sword at the Wanbao auction house. He wanted to take a photo of it and give it to the master. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin appeared in the middle and kept making things difficult. , I was determined to have this divine sword, so much so that I paid a sky-high price!"

"I wanted to spend money and eliminate disasters!"

"As long as I can give something like this to Master!"

"It's nothing!"

"Who knows!"

"That was actually my former enemy, Jiang Chen. He relied on the fact that he was the eldest brother of the Donglin Holy Land and the eldest son of the Jiang family. With his servants by his side, he directly injured me and a group of senior brothers and robbed them. The Taixuan Sword obtained at auction!”

"snort!"

moment.

A strong fire filled the hall.

Which Uncle Zhao?

A head full of red hair.

His eyes were fierce.

He gritted his teeth and said: "What a Donglin Sect, so arrogant, how dare you instigate the disciples in the sect to rob my Immortal Dao Sect disciples openly, are you really deceiving my Immortal Dao Sect?"

"call out!"

A violent aura rose from his body.

Soar.

Head straight to Donglin Holy Land.

Ye Chen, who pretended to be innocent and pitiful in the hall, let out a long sigh, but there was vicious hatred in his eyes. If it hadn't been for the strong attack in Donglin Sect last time, the senior demon king in the ring fell into a deep sleep. How could he be robbed, and now he is eaten? Men Kui had to get him back no matter what. He was no match, so he let the old guys from the Xiandao Sect fight with them.

An elder from the Immortal Sect tried to dissuade him: "Wait a minute!"

There was a blazing flame in the eyes of the red-haired old man, and he sneered: "Brothers, there is no need to stop me. I have long wanted to enter the Donglin Holy Land to see who is in the Scripture Depository Pavilion. Is it the Chu who has been inactive for sixty years?" Ask, there is still someone else!”

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Inside the Sutra Pavilion.

After hearing the whole story, Chu Xun was also surprised. He didn't expect such a result. Jiang Chen's behavior was still expected, but the result was unexpected.

From the experience of the previous life, when the villain went to rob the protagonist, he was usually pretended to be a pig and eaten by the tiger, and he was severely pretended. Who would have thought that today the robbery would be a matter of course.

He took a look at his apprentice's luck.

Youlian is much more solid than before.

I'm afraid that if I step on the protagonist a few more times, the destiny protagonist will completely solidify.

I also thought to myself: It seems that as the fortune of the destiny villain increases, the fate of the protagonist is a bit uncontrollable. If I look at the life evaluation again, I am afraid it will be different, but with the character of the protagonist, I have suffered such a big loss, I'm afraid. You won’t just give up, will you?

In my thoughts.

The east gate of Zongshan suddenly trembled.

Rumble...

A terrifying aura swept through the mountain gate, and a powerful red stream of light swooped down and hit the east holy land, creating a strong shaking feeling. Circles of ripples resisted it, making the practicing disciples all look at the mass in shock. There is an old man wrapped in the red figure, with a fierce look, and the person who comes is not good.