Inside the Sutra Pavilion.
"Senior sister, who is this great uncle of the Wood Master? Is he specifically guarding this Scripture-Depository Pavilion?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, he can hear it. Uncle Mu Shi is the elder of our sect. It is said that his cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Martial King Realm, which is even more powerful than my father." Nangong Yue covered Lu Duofu's mouth. .
Lu Duofu didn't know what the seventh level of the Martial King Realm was. Anyway, it was a level where the old man was so powerful that he could be sprayed to death by just sneezing.
"Xiao Fuzi, it's a good thing that you came with me. There is nothing in this Buddhist Scripture Pavilion except books. You can hear a pin drop. It's scary." Nangong Yue leaned close to Lu Duofu's ear, exhaled like blue, and whispered: " You have to follow me, do you hear me? I'm scared."
Lu Duofu thought of something and asked, "Senior sister, when did you learn to do magic? Just now you transformed two bottles of wine. It's so amazing."
Nangong Yue smiled and took out a small bag, the size of a palm, made of unknown materials.
After Nangong Yue's explanation, Lu Duofu realized that this was not magic. The small bag Nangong Yue took is called the Qiankun bag, which is specially used by martial arts practitioners to hold things. As the name suggests, the Qiankun bag contains the Qiankun bag. Depending on the quality, different Qiankun bags have spaces of different sizes inside, ranging from two to three square meters, to tens to hundreds or even thousands of square meters. As long as there is space, you can hold things, but not live animals.
The Qiankun bag is made of special materials combined with the aura of heaven and earth, so it can ignore gravity when loading things and is also waterproof, making it very easy to carry around. But because of this, only those with spiritual power can use the Qiankun Bag. When using it, you only need to use your spiritual power, aim the Qiankun Belt at the object you want to put away, and then you can suck it in. The same is true when taking things, just use the reverse spiritual power.
The Qiankun bag used by Nangong Yue was actually made by Nangong Xiu. The Qiankun Bag is a rare thing here, and only a few elders in the Yunyin Sect have it. It is said that it was passed down from the founder of the sect.
Lu Duofu was amazed, thinking that every time he went down the mountain to buy herbs, he had to carry large and small bags with him. When he climbed up the mountain, he was almost exhausted. It would be great if he had a Qiankun bag. But then I remembered that the Qiankun Bag can only be used by those with spiritual power, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
There are really many books, including sect history, astronomy and geography, cultivation techniques, martial arts, and even medical classics, all placed on the first and second floors. According to Nangong Yue, the third floor is where the secret method of the sect is located, and there are restrictions. No disciple is allowed to go up there, not even Nangong Yue. No one can go up alone without the joint permission of the sect elders and leader.
At first, the two of them almost walked next to each other out of fear. Later, I gradually indulged in books and forgot my fear. Nangong Yue concentrated on finding suitable martial arts. Lu Duofu didn't have any use for the martial arts and martial arts. He initially read medical classics, but after looking through them, he found that these were all taught by Old Man Wen, so he stopped reading.
According to the records in the book, this world used to be in chaos. In the chaos, the climate is unpredictable, the environment is extremely harsh, and not even a blade of grass can grow. Then three great gods appeared, and the three gods worked together to separate Chaos. After the separation, the chaos of yin and yang was reconciled, the balance and the earth were peaceful, which was greatly conducive to the survival of life. After that, the aura of heaven and earth began to give birth to living beings...
Haha, the three creator gods. Lu Duofu didn't know how big the chaos was. But Lu Duofu was convinced that even if Yunyin Mountain were to be separated by three people, it would take an unknown number of lifetimes.
"It's difficult to move a mountain, but how about the God of Creation? This book is just as good as deceiving a child. It is estimated that there were three liars many years ago, claiming that they created the world. The world is ignorant and spreads lies, so that many people Take it seriously." Lu Duofu muttered, yawned, threw down the "Biography of Three Liars", and read another book.
At this time, there happened to be a thunder in the sky, and Lu Duofu trembled with fright. Turning around and looking outside, he bumped into Nangong Yue.
Nangong Yue grabbed Lu Duofu's arm tightly and said in horror: "Xiao Fuzi, it's sunny outside, why is there thunder? It's so scary!"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a thunder." Lu Duofu patted Nangong Yue on the back like a puppy. He also murmured in his heart, the sun was scorching in the sky and the sky was blue and white clouds, why did it suddenly thunder. Fortunately, the thunder only sounded for a moment and stopped. The two of them calmed down, no longer afraid, and continued reading.
According to the book collection, Yunyin Sect originated more than a thousand years ago. The founder was a man named Yunyin Zhenren. It has been passed down to Nangong for fifty generations. Yunyin's cultivation level is extremely high, and it is said that he has reached a realm above that of the Martial Emperor.
Warriors in Leiyun Continent are divided into nine major realms: martial cultivator, martial master, martial master, martial ancestor, martial king, martial emperor, martial spirit, martial saint, and martial god. Each major realm is divided into levels one to nine. Among them, the six realms from martial arts cultivator to martial emperor are collectively called mortal warriors, or ordinary warriors. Martial Spirits, Martial Saints, and Martial Gods are called high-level warriors, or immortal cultivators.
For ordinary people, practicing to the Martial Emperor level is already the ultimate level of martial arts. The realm above the Martial Emperor can only be touched by a very small number of people. There is a qualitative difference between high-level warriors and mortal warriors, and the conditions required for them are also extremely stringent, which will be explained later. In short, Master Yunyin is an immortal cultivator, a very remarkable being. You must know that in the Yunyin Sect today, the one with the highest cultivation level is Old Man Mu, who is at the ninth level of the Martial King Realm. He has not even reached the Martial King Realm. He is really in decline.
The major events that happened in each generation of Yunyin Sect were recorded, and Lu Duofu was fascinated by them. I don’t know how long it took, but Nangong Yue called Lu Duofu: “Xiao Fuzi, let’s go!”
"Sister, are you done looking for me?"
"Okay, just these two books." Nangong Yue patted the two books in her hands with satisfaction. It seemed that she had gained a lot from this trip.
Lu Duofu reluctantly put down the book in his hand and followed Nangong Yue, but before taking two steps, Lu Duofu suddenly said: "Senior sister! Wait a moment."
"Huh? Xiao Fuzi, what's wrong?"
"Senior sister, I...I think...would you like to take these books back to read? Can you help me." Lu Duofu turned around and picked up a few books.
Nangong Yue took a closer look and saw that some of the books were crumpled, but they were faster than the others. It was obvious that Lu Duofu had wiped the dust on them, and the three big characters on them were very conspicuous.
"Yunyinzhi".
A few sect history books, of course, were nothing, and with Nangong Yue’s help, Old Man Mu immediately agreed. In this way, Lu Duofu returned to Bixiufeng with a thick stack of books.
It's not that Lu Duofu likes reading, it's just too boring. There are only a few hundred people in the entire Yunyin Sect, so there are not always patients to see. Everyone else was cultivating, but Lu Duofu was so idle that he was in a panic. With these books, at least I can pass the time.
"In the fourteenth year of the Emperor's reign, the bandit 'Black Tiger Gang' was a disaster, and the people were in dire straits. The imperial court sent troops to suppress the bandits many times but failed. Just when the imperial court was at a loss what to do, the twenty-third generation peak master of Hanyan Peak of Yunyinmen Long Aotian stepped forward and killed all the bandits alone. However, he was seriously injured, his spiritual veins were destroyed, and he became a cripple from then on. He died in depression eight years later..."
The sect has a history of more than a thousand years, and there are many heroes. When he read this, Lu Duofu couldn't help but feel a little sad. This senior named Long Aotian was a chivalrous man with a loyal heart and an astonishing cultivation level. He once reached the Martial Emperor Realm, but unfortunately he ended up with a completely useless cultivation base. Lu Duofu sighed endlessly, and then he felt a little inferior. Others were heroes, but in the end, although they were lonely, they left their mark in history. But Lu Duofu was born with a disability, and even if he wanted to be a hero, he wouldn't have the chance.
Time flies by, and it has been half a year since Lu Duofu last went to the Sutra Pavilion. In the past six months, something happened that made Lu Duofu sad. One of his benefactors, Master Wen who taught him medical skills, passed away on a cold night.
Old Man Wen has helped the world and saved people all his life, and is very famous in the Yunyin Mountain area. Although Old Man Wen died at the end of his life, his death was mourned by everyone in the Yunyin Clan. Even the people nearby spontaneously bid him farewell, and Lu Duofu even burst into tears.
"Xiao Fuzi, go out for a walk. Accompany senior sister and I will go to the Sutra Collection Pavilion again."
Outside Lu Duofu's room, Nangong Yue poked her head in and looked at Lu Duofu with a smile. Since the death of old man Wen, Lu Duofu has always been depressed, sitting alone in his room in a daze. Nangong Yue often comes to play with him and takes him out to relax.
Nangong Yue has almost mastered the martial arts skills selected by the Sutra Pavilion last time. This time she wanted to go there again and look for two new movies, so she took the opportunity to take Lu Duofu out for a walk.
Lu Duofu would naturally not refuse the senior sister's invitation. In addition, the few books of Yunyinzhi he brought out last time also had to be taken back and returned. The two knew each other well and arrived at the Sutra Pavilion. They still gave Old Man Mu two cans of wine, but this time the wine was replaced by Lu Duofu's newly brewed ten-mile incense. After Old Man Mu tasted it, he said it was delicious and happily put it in.
"Crackling", when Nangong Yue was looking for a book, she accidentally touched the shelf. The shelf had been there for thousands of years and had long since become rotten. It fell apart all of a sudden, and the books on it fell to the floor.
"What bad luck," Nangong Yue muttered, looking at the piles of books on the floor. How to put them away was still a problem. She had rarely done housework since she was a child, and she was really not good at organizing things. The little fairy felt worried and stamped her feet and shouted: "Little Fuzi, come and help."
Lu Duofu also frowned, and the shelves fell apart. Where are these books? After looking at it for a long time, Lu Duofu decided to move the books on the other shelves and put them as neatly as possible, so that each shelf could put more books, and maybe he could put away all the books on the floor.
These books had collected so much dust that Lu Duofu couldn't help but dust them off every time he picked one up. Although Nangong Yue felt it was troublesome, she was too embarrassed to watch the trouble she had caused, so she complained while putting it away: "These broken frames are too old and will fall down when touched. I need to tell my father when I get back. It needs to be renovated. After all, it’s a Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, but it shouldn’t be laughed at. Xiao Fuzi, don’t you think so?”
"Yeah." Lu Duofu actually held his breath while collecting them. These books were too gray and had a strange smell.
Nangong Yue continued in a serious tone: "By the way, these books also need to be cleaned up. Some of them are almost falling apart and need to be re-binded..."
"Huh?" When Nangong Yue was discussing the possibility of the sect rebuilding a scripture collection pavilion, Lu Duofu, who was collecting books, suddenly spoke.
Nangong Yue said: "Xiao Fuzi, what's wrong?"
"Oh, no, I want to take this book back and read it. Let's continue packing." Lu Duofu put a book aside.
Nangong Yue agreed: "No problem, as long as you want to see it, we will take it all back."
The two of them spent more than an hour tidying up before finishing. Nangong Yue felt that her bones were about to fall apart, and she was more tired than practicing martial arts for a whole day. So without staying too long, he hurriedly found two secret books and hurried back with Lu Duofu.
Lu Duofu wasn't much better either. He had a sore waist and backache. He went back to take a shower, eat and go to bed. He felt that a god was nothing more than this. At this time, he suddenly remembered the book he brought out from the Sutra Pavilion.
"Yun Ao's Notes".
Master Yun Ao is the nickname of Long Aotian, and Lu Duofu knows this. There is a biography of Long Aotian in Yunyinzhi, which describes his life, so as soon as Lu Duofu saw this book, he knew that it was written by Long Aotian.
Lu Duofu had an inexplicable admiration for this amazingly talented Yunyin Sect ancestor. Perhaps it was because Long Aotian had a desolate later life and became a useless person like Lu Duofu. A hero cherishes a hero, and a useless person pities a useless person, so when he saw his notebook, Lu Duofu wanted to take a look at it.
What Lu Duofu didn't expect was that this curiosity would completely change his destiny.
