Ying Xiu, who had been able to calm down when he saw Qi Liancheng, finally showed his displeasure.
"Enlightening the Tao and cultivating the Tao is all about practicing knowledge and doing things one after another to make things better. If you blindly opportunistically seek out the wrong path, you may only be hurting yourself."
Ying Xiu glanced sideways and saw that this young man was picking up the ancient scriptures on the bookshelf without knowing what was good and bad, and quickly flipped through the books calmly and casually.
The speed was so fast that one couldn't help but wonder if he was watching carefully.
There were more than twenty books on the case, which he quickly read through.
Bailian put down the book in his hand, glanced calmly at the book in Yingxiu's hand, his eyes flickered slightly, and whispered: ""Shenzhi Jianhe", Angelica reads Ji Shang, Shenfu Qi Ling suppresses the inner breath, Even if you point out a sword, it will become a brilliant Liuhe script, which can stop three thousand soldiers."
Ying Xiu Jian's eyebrows were cold and serious, seeing that he was so unable to hold back his eyes that his gaze went beyond the boundary and went down to the bottom of his palm. He also recited the "Shenzhi Jianhe" formula that he was having trouble deciphering at the moment.
He put his fingers between the pages of the book and warned in a cold voice: "I have eyes, so I don't need you to watch and read for me."
In such a sacred place as Jiange, no matter how much dissatisfaction there was in his heart, Ying Xiu could not have a conflict with others in public. He suppressed his temper and just sarcastically looked back, his eyes barely falling on the page in his hand. Shou's breathing suddenly became tight, and his eyes widened.
But on the yellowed last page, there were five ancient small characters "Danggui Nianji Shang" written on it. There was a lot of blank space, and there was no further text.
As the words of the extremely ignorant young man beside him finished, the "Shenzhi Jianhe" in his hand suddenly became hot, and the five characters were covered with a very light green meaning, followed by a yellowish white space. In the land, the green ink revealed a line of tiny characters:
Shenfu Qi Ling suppresses the inner breath, and even if he points out a sword, it will become Huanghuang Liuhe Wen, which can stop three thousand soldiers.
Ying Xiu's mind suddenly exploded, and like a celestial bell ringing in his mind, as if there was a sudden echo in the dark, the obscure words he had just read seemed to suddenly come to life, clearly imprinted in his heart. among.
My ignorant thoughts suddenly became clear, as if I had been enlightened all of a sudden, and my consciousness that was suppressed by the contents of the book was also relaxed.
Ying Xiu turned to the previous page again and felt that it was easier and easier to interpret than ever before.
"Snapped!"
Ying Xiu closed the page heavily, sweat dripping down his face.
A hint of fear slowly appeared in his shocked and wide-open eyes, and he looked at Balian as if he were looking at a monster.
Balian's eyes were lowered deeply, and thick shadows covered his eyes. After he revealed the true meaning of "Joint Finger Sword Combination" with a single glance, his face did not show much emotion.
Qi Liancheng raised his brows lightly and looked at Ying Xiu, who had a strange expression. There was a hint of vague understanding hidden in the depths of his eyes, but he still acted like a follower who always obeyed him, and continued to play the role of 'the villain succeeds' looked like laughing.
"Does the Lord of Xianling City only have this ability? You don't even know the rules of Jiange, so you come here to wander around. One person only guards a nine-row bookshelf, reading line by line. How can there be someone like you who reads one column and one row horizontally? I read it stupidly on every bookshelf. Reading too many books hurts your eyes. If you can’t read the essence of them, why bother your mind and work hard.”
Ying Xiu's body was shocked and he couldn't believe it. He read it line by line? !
Doesn't that mean that he has read all the books in the first three levels of the nine columns? !
This is absolutely impossible!
A cold and terrifying thought appeared in Ying Xiu's mind for no reason.
Bailian didn't pay any attention to Qi Liancheng, but just avoided the two of them and continued reading.
Ying Xiu had no intention of reading anymore. He put the book down and followed closely. He looked at Bailian with an unprecedented hostility and lowered his voice: "Who are you?"
Balian, who had just turned over a book, unconsciously curled his fingers a little tighter. He glanced back at Ying Xiu, his unusually dark eyes making Ying Xiu feel inexplicably panicked.
His voice was plain but extremely firm: "Kong Cangshan, Si Chen."
Ying Xiu's expression changed several times, and his eyes suddenly settled on Bailian's left ear. A trace of cruelty flashed across his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What is your relationship with the eldest princess of Qin?"
This question is really confusing.
Balian glanced at him: "What's the relationship?"
Ying Xiu was obviously irritated by his neither salty nor bland attitude, and suddenly took out his hand to strangle his wrist. The touch under his palm was like ice, but Ying Xiu didn't pay attention, and said in a cold voice: "Don't give it to me. Pretending to be stupid, every Tibetan classic book in the Jiange is an orphan, recording the essence of martial arts in the world. How can a mortal know everything and read ordinary books? If you hadn't read these books in advance, how could you? Will you walk in front of me?"
Bailian laughed softly and raised his eyes to look at him: "His Royal Highness the Prince knows this sword pavilion very well. Could it be that he has already heard about the scriptures in it?"
The Jiange was already very quiet. Although Bailian's words were not loud, they fell into everyone's ears very clearly.
After hearing this, the young disciples suddenly felt sad in their hearts.
I thought there was something special about His Royal Highness the Prince of Zhongyou, but it turned out that he had gone through the back door, and visiting the sword pavilion had long been a commonplace.
If it takes two hundred years to view the Tibetan Scriptures in the Sword Pavilion, it can only reach the distance of this third level. This qualification is only above average.
The image of His Highness the Crown Prince, who was originally deified in the hearts of everyone, suddenly plummeted.
Ying Xiu was sensitive by nature, so he couldn't notice the subtle changes in the atmosphere of everyone's eyes. He glared at Balian angrily and gritted his teeth harder: "Don't pretend to be stupid to me, tell me! Are you... "
"Is it something?" Balian didn't seem to want to hear what he said next, and his face gradually became impatient: "Your Highness, please don't disturb my study."
Ying Xiu reacted and swallowed half of the words alive. He looked around gloomily, thinking that this matter was related to his father's reputation and his own status, and he must not let outsiders know about it.
A layman from outside the mountain who first entered Jiange would never be able to read books at such an incredible speed if he had been immersed in these classics for many years.
But who can bring the best secret books in and out of the sword pavilion at will?
Even the powerful Thirteen Swords of Tianxi do not have this right. Since the founding of the sect, only the sect leader can act like this.
In Ying Xiu's childhood memory, it was his father who moved these books one by one to his Dongli small house and asked him to study hard day and night.
Although the life of studying was extremely hard, only the son of the sect master received such special care and treatment.
Only the son of the sect leader! ! !
No wonder he felt uncomfortable every time he saw this young man from the first meeting.
He has such a strong sense of swordsmanship to understand the Dragon-Snake Sword Formation of the Tianxi, and he has such experience that he has read hundreds of books in the sword pavilion, and his father has always had a higher eye. How can an ordinary secular woman get into his eyes.
For so many years, the only woman he has been thinking about and can't let go is his mother.
In addition, after all his calculations, the only woman who could make him feel guilty and love him was Zhao Wenjun, the eldest princess of Qin.
If the young man in front of him is really the illegitimate son secretly conceived by his father while away from home, his outstanding sword-bone qualifications that would make Ying Xiu even jealous, could only be conceived by that bitch Zhao Wenjun!
Coupled with the special mark on his neck and behind his ear, it is clearly the 'Heart-Protecting Seal' left by Zhao Wenjun.
The 'Heart-Protect Seal' consumes a lot of mental energy. If she didn't care about this person so much, how could she be willing to consume herself for it with her current weak body without spiritual roots.
Thinking of this, Ying Xiu was filled with hatred, and even his own father began to complain.
He was indignant because his mother married Tianxi and devoted all her efforts to help his father win the prosperous and peaceful world he has today.
The year my father married A Niang, he clearly made a vow that he would only marry her in this life, and that he would only have one child in this life.
It's all lies!
What a hypocrite, father!
Apparently seeing that his spiritual roots were not good, his bones were mediocre, and it was difficult for him to cultivate the Tianxi Sword, he was afraid that he had already given up on him, so he gave birth to such a shameless illegitimate son with that shameless bitch Zhao Wenjun.
No wonder he had to fight with him everywhere in Xianling City, trying his best to show off in front of Su Jing and Xiao Shuang!
It turns out that this hateful bitch not only wants to compete with him for the world, but also wants to compete with him for women!
At this moment, in Ying Xiu's mind, the relationship between Bailian and Zhao Wenjun is already a certainty, and he has already imagined countless intrigues and palace dramas.
The eyes he looked at Balian became more alert and friendly.
He also thought about the subtle protective attitude of the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianxi towards this guy. Could it be that they already knew the identity of this boy and intended to make him the new young master of Tianxi?
This idea grew crazily in Ying Xiu's heart, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt.
Bai Lian didn't know the tangled drama in Ying Xiu's heart at this moment. He quickly scanned the four rows of bookshelves. When he came to the ninth row, Jiang Yunqin, who had been reading quietly in the back, finally couldn't stand it anymore. I couldn’t help but mention:
"You just came late. The sect master told us the rules when we entered the sword pavilion. Because the martial arts books in each column are fine products with complementary attributes, it is best to choose one column and read them in order when viewing the sword pavilion. You are so greedy If there are too many, it will end up being a book that is difficult to chew through.”
Jiang Yunqin and the others didn't know what Ying Xiu had experienced from Bailian's words. She didn't think that this young man who read books like a fly could really read much of the truth.
Obviously, he made the mistake that many ignorant newcomers make, and silently took away all the words in these books due to greed and greed.
Bailian was not too surprised by Jiang Yunqin's sudden kindness and obvious intention to make friends. He smiled at Miss Jiang and said, "Thank you Miss Jiang for the tip."
Jiang Yunqin's eyes were dazzled by the smile, and she hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to have nothing to do while reading.
She thought to herself that compared to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who seemed calm but was actually chattering loudly, this strange young man salvaged from the river, now looked at him, his facial features were more beautiful.
Next to her, a woman from an Xianmen family who had become acquainted with her in the mountains bumped her gently with her elbow and whispered: "Yunqin, why are you so kind to remind him that for such a greedy person? Disciple, you are just wasting your breath, look, he said thank you on his lips, but the movements under his hands did not stop at all."
A young man in green robe also said in a sour tone: "That is to say, what if you understand the Dragon Snake Sword Formation? The Taoist heart is so exaggerated, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything in this sword pavilion. Miss Jiang, don't be fooled." His skin is dazzling, I have seen too many people like this, and I find them useless."
Jiang Yunqin glanced at him and said: "If you say that a person who can solve the Dragon-Snake Sword Formation is not useful, then you have become a useless person who is neither attractive nor useful."
Her words were rarely so ruthless, and the young man's face immediately turned red, and he said angrily: "Miss Jiang! I'm just complaining for you. He doesn't know the heart of a good person. Why do you bother to speak for such a person?"
In the past few days since entering the mountain, Mr. Lin from the Lingnan family has always been entangled with her. Jiang Yunqin was already very annoyed with him, so she couldn't help but frown and said: "Do you think everyone is as jealous as you?" Are your hands sore? Master Si Chen has Huai Jin holding Yu, and his beauty is hidden deep inside. Although this sword pavilion is difficult to decipher, it cannot be difficult for a true unparalleled genius."
"Haha, he is a genius. What Miss Jiang said is really interesting. Do you think that the Tibetan classics in the Jian Pavilion are all the poems and songs in the Mortal Scripture Pavilion? No matter how talented he is, it is possible that he can still be so amazing. Aren’t those thirteen sword masters qualified?”
"Haha, even those thirteen sword masters who came here in person did not dare to fail to abide by the rules of reading books in this sword pavilion. He thought that he was taking a wrong approach with his sword, but in fact it was just a fool's complacency."
Everyone felt that Jiang Yunqin's words were too ridiculous and unconvincing.
Also, the woman's angry words are originally ridiculous and cute, how can they be taken seriously.
Amid the roar of laughter from the crowd, Jiang Yunqin's pretty face immediately turned red. She knew she had made a mistake and was a little embarrassed.
When the nasty guy named Lin saw that she was embarrassed, his smile became even more wild and mocking.
Balian finished looking at the last row of books on the bookshelf. He was holding a yellow-covered book in his hand, with "Blue Floating Sword" written on it. His fingers were rubbing the curled pages, as if out of habit and instinct. , turned to page four.
In the obscure blank space on the upper left side of the fourth page, there are strange patterns of three little people drawn.
The three villains are two tall and one short. The shorter one is sitting on the shoulders of the tallest villain, looking into the distance.
The simple lines evoke the deepest and most distant memories.
The ink color in Bailian's eyes became more intense. He calmly closed the page of the book, walked calmly to the last bookshelf, and calmly removed the sword seal from the parchment scroll that was placed alone.
Then, with a breath of cold air, he calmly unfolded the parchment, as if he were reading alone in front of the window in the courtyard of his study room. Finally, he slowed down his reading speed and began to read carefully.
He took down the parchment scroll on the last bookshelf as a matter of course, as if this scroll had been quietly lying there for a hundred years and should be opened and taken away by him as a matter of course.
Mr. Lin's hearty laughter seemed to have been cut off by a ghostly hand.
Yingxiu's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to eat someone.
In the silence, only Jiang Yunqin, whose face was still flushed with anger, had unusually wide eyes.
