The manager suddenly said, "My surname is Li, just call me Manager Li."
Zhao Ning called out again, "Master Li, I wonder where Mr. Mu, who was in charge of the Inner Sect Daoist Temple, has gone?"
"Mr. Mu?" The manager paused and quickly lowered his voice, "How can we inquire about Mr. Mu's itinerary at will? However, Mr. Mu has indeed been out of the clan on something recently, which can range from three to five years to more than ten years. I will not come back for twenty years. Before I left, I was given full responsibility for the Taoist Temple. Master Nephew Shen came to the Taoist Temple this time, but what Taoist magic do you want to exchange for? "
Departed from the sect? Zhao Ning thought to herself, looking at Manager Li's attitude, Mr. Mu's cultivation and status were probably far beyond his expectation.
She stopped lingering on the question and cupped her hands, "I would like to borrow some ancient texts to read them."
"Oh, ancient writing. It is indeed in the Daofa Hall, but I remember that there are several types of ancient writing, including stone etching, cloud script, big demon writing, and... well, in short, there are quite a few, Master Shen Nephew, please speak more clearly."
How could Zhao Ning have expected this? Her understanding of ancient times was only a few pages of the Jiuzhou Continent Chronicles, so she said calmly, "Uncle, can you take them all out and analyze them on the spot?"
Manager Li looked at Zhao Ning up and down and smiled, "Well, it looks like the little girl has met a strange fate."
As he spoke, he opened a volume of jade slips on the desk and found records in several books with ancient texts. With his fingertips, a few rays of light flew out of the jade slips and passed over the towering bookshelf. In less than half a breath, the light flashed out. Wrapped in a few books, they fell in front of the desk.
"Master nephew, you can't read this for too long, otherwise you will memorize it all and the sect will suffer a loss."
Manager Li laughed teasingly, and Zhao Ning followed suit and said, "Disciples are not that capable." But as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he still had the library of Ji Ling Mansion, and he lowered his head involuntarily. , it seems that she is indeed taking advantage of the sect.
Several books rose up from the sky, and the words on them were like substance, gathering light and surrounding the books. Each word seemed to have only form but hidden mysteries.
The stone carvings and stone patterns contain a sense of ancient times, and sometimes the river of time flows suddenly. The ink writing on the clouds is like a powerful writing with splashing ink, carving mountains, rivers and land, magnificent human world, and the big demon writing is more like an ancient demon roaring, with a deafening sound and a shooting sound. Soul seized, Zhao Ning's steps trembled, and he subconsciously took half a step back to stabilize his body.
"Hahaha, my nephew is young and weak, but he has always been brave and fearless." Suddenly the words in several books disappeared in the air. Manager Li waved his sleeves and the books fell back on the table.
Zhao Ning knew that Manager Li had helped him, otherwise he would have been shocked and fell to the ground under the great demon text.
"Thank you, Manager Li." Zhao Ning thanked him sincerely.
Manager Li waved his hand and said, "What's there? Just be careful which ancient text you want."
Zhao Ning said, "I want the stone etched text."
"The inner disciples are here."
Zhao Ning respectfully presented her. Manager Li briefly checked her contribution. He thought that Zhao Ning could not meet the quota of the Supreme Master given to the new inner sect, but he didn't want to take a glance at it, then glanced at it again, and then looked at Zhao Ning's doubts. His eyes swept over a dozen times over and over again.
"Director Li?" Zhao Ning had no choice but to interrupt him.
"Ahem." Manager Li covered up his embarrassment, and then handed Zhao Ning all three books with ancient texts under Zhao Ning's surprised gaze.
"This is..." Before Zhao Ning finished speaking, Manager Li said with a look like "What are you pretending to be, girl?" "Your contribution points are half of the Taoist temple, no, except for those few It is more than enough to carry out the supreme Dharma, and even a fraction of these three ancient texts are not worth it."
Zhao Ning paused for a moment, then realized that the contribution points exchanged for the three Haoyang Tokens should have been credited to her name.
She cautiously asked Manager Li, "I don't know what unit the contribution points are in."
Manager Li drove Zhao Ning out angrily.
Zhao Ning stood in the Taoist Hall, holding three books with ancient texts, a little confused, and blinked to hide the joy in her heart.
After a while, he poked his head into the Taoist Hall again, and Manager Li took out his hidden book. The words on the cover of the book were deliberately erased, "Master Li?"
This small sound was so startling that the book in Manager Li's hand fell to the ground. The title of a page happened to be at the top. It read, "The Fairy Yanran's Love and Sorrow: Mr. Miaoyu", and the book disappeared on the ground with a swipe.
Zhao Ning was full of questions, wasn't Fairy Yanran the love interest of Master Haoyang? Why did Mr. Miaoyu appear?
No, Zhao Ning realized that she seemed to have been led astray. The question should be why Manager Li was reading such a third-rate book in the Daofa Hall.
"Little nephew, you didn't see anything, did you?"
Zhao Ning scratched his neck and shook his head seriously.
All the masters and uncles have secrets, and those who should help conceal them should still be concealed.
Manager Li nodded with satisfaction, but still spoke with some caution, "Then what else will you do when you come back?"
Zhao Ning handed over the three books in his hand, "Uncle Master, what you gave me are three originals." The originals were stored in the Taoist Hall, and the disciple could only take the empty jade slips and rub the contents before leaving.
Manager Li slapped his head and quickly took it, "Uncle, I'm old and confused."
He scrambled to copy the book for Zhao Ning, and Zhao Ning asked again, "Master Li, next time I come to the Taoist Hall, can I read the Taoist teachings in the hall at will?"
"Of course, you can do whatever you want." He handed the three jade slips to Zhao Ning, "However, I remind my nephew that you can only see these Taoisms at your cultivation level. There are thousands of Taoisms in this realm. Although you can see the Dharma, you should not learn too much. You should find the right one, otherwise you will be greedy for too much and it will be difficult to achieve one Dharma."
"Zhao Ning can save it." Zhao Ning cupped her hands and said, "Master Li takes his leave."
"Slow down!" Manager Li waved his hand and watched Zhao Ning walk out of the hall. He even stood on tiptoe and stared at Zhao Ning flying out of the Taoist Temple area. Then he took out the book from his sleeve again.
Zhao Ning went back to the Scripture Collection Pavilion again and took out a lot of books introducing ancient texts.
As soon as I came down from the Sutra Pavilion Peak, I saw Chen Yuan walking past dejectedly. Although Chen Yuan was a little silent when he came to visit a few hours ago, he didn't look like this.
"Senior Brother Chen?"
Zhao Ning shouted, but he was still walking forward. Zhao Ning ducked in front of him. Chen Yuan was startled and almost drew his sword.
"It's you, Junior Sister Shen."
"Where is Senior Brother Chen going?" Zhao Ning looked at him wearing robes and flying boots, "Are you going to leave the sect?"
"Don't mention it." Chen Yuan sighed, "Uncle Chai Jin punished me to guard the Yueyunling Mine."
"I heard that the Zongmen Lingshi Mine is managed by the affiliated family?"
This arrangement is extremely oppressive to the affiliated families. After all, no cultivator is willing to dig in dirty and tiring mines. While criticizing, one has to say that once the rules that have been enforced for thousands of years are changed, it is said that Everything is abnormal.
"It's not the Qi Molin family who caused the trouble. We asked them to manage the Lingshi mine in the Qiyan Mountain area and hand over the Lingshi harvest once a year. Normally, it's just a small amount. But it turned out that the Lingshi was handed over half a year ago, and the quantity was correct. , but the quality of the spirit stones... they were all inferior spirit stones with 30% of their spiritual energy drained away. These guys were exposed, and they even pretended that Qi Yanshan's spirit stone mine was about to run out. That was a large spirit stone. The stone veins can be mined continuously for five hundred years, let alone less than three hundred years since it was handed over to the Lin family."
"Tell me, why are they so greedy!"
It is indeed too greedy. It is a well-known fact that the cultivator family and casual cultivators find it difficult to survive in the general environment of the Kyushu cultivation world. It is understandable to rely on the sect to seek some petty profits for oneself, but reaching out to the interests of the sect is not asking for wrath. ?
"Senior Brother Chen, do you know why they are like this?"
"Set up a spiritual altar to offer sacrifices, summon gods and demons to possess you, and awaken the bloodline soul boy."
Zhao Ning was stunned. The bloodline soul boy said that he was the genius of the family, but no one knew from which void he summoned the powerful earth soul.
The main consciousness of the earth soul has its own inherited knowledge and no consciousness of its own. Once it merges with the baby who killed the earth soul using the family's secret method, he becomes a soul boy.
But the powerful earth soul has been exiled in the void for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. It is beyond the control of the newborn baby's heavenly soul consciousness, and it will definitely suffer backlash.
"Fortunately, the sect noticed early that everyone in the Lin family was in despair. There was no family to take over the Lingshi mine, and it fell into the hands of Uncle Chai. He actually asked me to look at it. I had just obtained the status of the inner sect, and it was during the period of cultivation. He believed it. Those villains said that I was talking about him in private, and they just insulted me like this! It’s in vain that a few hours ago I thought he was just cold-faced and hot-hearted!"
He suddenly looked at Zhao Ning, "Junior sister Shen, Grandmaster Huo Rong is protecting you, and you showed your face in Yunxiao Hall again, why don't you go and tell me?"
But then he thought again, "Chai Jin is being flattered by those villains and thinks that he is the best in the world. Let alone you, it will be useless to be the first."
"Forget it, it's me who's unlucky!"
Yufeng said and left in a hurry.
Zhao Ning stood there, somehow, everything seemed weird since returning.
Chapter 131
Zhao Ning returned to the cave and directly entered the House of Silent Spirit.
In the library, she unfolded the three ancient text books one by one. The books were suspended in mid-air. Under the influence of the library, the remaining power in the books gathered around them into spirit balls, and distorted ancient pictures were presented in the spirit balls.
The stone-engraved document is the ancient text that Zhao Ning is looking for, and a similar sacrificial scene appears in the spiritual balls it gathers.
The sacrificial situation in the Yanxuan Iron Space is different from the same place. This sacrificial scene is more vast, and there are living creatures thousands of miles away.
Regardless of race, all creatures were prostrate on the ground. An old man was sitting on the sacrificial stone platform, writing something in the air with blood one by one, as if he was complaining to heaven.
The old man looked up to the sky and shouted, and all the creatures raised their heads and screamed, with despair, fear and resentment in their eyes, but in the end all the creatures turned into wisps of blue smoke and dissipated in the air.
As time goes by, the stone sacrificial platform gradually erodes in the wind, and the green smoke floating in the air never dissipates. It becomes alive in the long river of time and slowly falls on the stone platform. Some twisted words begin to emerge, and those pictures Hidden in words until the world is lonely and silent.
Zhao Ning realized that this was the origin of stone etchings. They were not created by humans, but grew naturally. They came from the thought of offering sacrifices to all living things, and were recorded by heaven and earth, leaving traces of ancient times.
Zhao Ning was temporarily affected by the ancient eclipse text, and his mood became depressed and despairing. What happened in the ancient times? Is the great destruction coming, and all living beings are praying for a way out? Zhao Ning didn't know. She only felt once again that there were vast unknown things in the world. She was just a speck of dust or an ant, so she had to be in awe and explore bit by bit.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Ning finally pulled his mind away from the ancient eclipse text and went to read the second Yun Shu Mo text.
The scene painted in this ancient inscription is not as vast as the ancient eclipse inscriptions. It floats like blue smoke in the sky, dancing irregularly in the air. Following the sight, you unconsciously sink into it, and a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception enters your thoughts.
Zhao Ning suddenly felt that the ink-like green smoke was no longer dancing randomly. It contained a kind of wind rule, and its shape changed, like an elf in the wind.
Zhao Ning subconsciously unfolded her body to follow its movements. Her body shape was like the wind, light as dust, and her spiritual power became a rhyme. Gradually, the wind became faster and faster, and the traces of the brush became heavier and heavier, so the clouds became the canvas, and the wind became the canvas. Make a pen, and invisible words take shape on the cloud.
Zhao Ning moved for a long time, until the light and shadow dissipated, she was still moving, but at this moment her figure was ethereal, like green smoke, like the breeze, until Zhao Ning stood still, she suddenly found more than three hundred foreign scriptures and strange things on her body The eight meridians have been connected, and the body's energy is flowing into the lower part of the Dantian, and a Dantian that is as microscopic as a galaxy gradually takes shape.
He was promoted to the Great Perfection of Qi Training just like that.
Zhao Ning did not look at the third type of big demon text. If the first two words were just formed by the heaven and earth, and can be understood with understanding, then this big demon text was really gathered by the power of the big demon, not like her. Cultivation can bear it.
It's hard to say which ancient text is more powerful, but it made Zhao Ning appreciate the vastness of antiquity.
She meditated in the library to consolidate her cultivation. After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ning opened her eyes and put the three books hovering in the air back on the bookshelf.
Look around this empty library.
Zhao Ning suddenly raised her lips and smiled, "Manager Li is right, I will empty out the sect's Sutra Pavilion and Taoist Hall immediately."
She left the library and came to the screen wall, where she had the intention of borrowing ancient texts.
Gray fog rolled in, and the words on the stone tablet gradually appeared.
But this glance made Zhao Ning startled. The words were too aggressive and overbearing.
The stone tablet is called Qishaji.
The so-called extreme refers to the extreme of heaven and the limit of all things.
In the extreme of killing, the gods are destroyed and the gods are dead; in the extreme of killing, the heaven and earth shake and the void is shattered; in the extreme of destruction, luck turns to ashes and there is no end to fate; in the extreme of calamity, everything is catastrophic and everything is difficult; in the extreme of destruction, everything is annihilated. Reincarnation is no longer the end, all things are annihilated and living beings are silent in the extreme of silence. The end of the seven killings is chaos without beginning, and creation does not exist...
Therefore, this stele can kill immortals and slay gods.
Zhao Ning couldn't imagine for a moment how this kind of magical power would exist in the world after being mastered.
Looking back at this moment, the death of the stone dragon and the withering of the stone and wood on that day were really the power of the word "silence".
It's just that what emits the meaning of "silence" is not the power of condensation, but the remaining power of the great powers in the sacrificial scenes. Draining the spiritual energy of the world and one's own spiritual power is just to drive the meaning of "silence". If it is really If you use your great power, I am afraid that even the space will be extinguished, and this place will be boundless and exiled to the void.
Strong power will definitely bring about strong backlash, and only the mighty can not intervene.
Seven days later, Zhao Ning was practicing in the cave when he suddenly heard urgent shouts outside the cave.
