After leaving the cemetery, Li Zhe headed directly in the direction of the Buddhist temple. He was going to ask the old monk about the location of the Sutra Pavilion in the temple.
Soon, Li Zhe came to the Buddhist hall again, and the old monk had returned to the Buddhist hall to meditate.
He was about to chant sutras, but after seeing Li Zhe enter, he turned around and said softly to Li Zhe: "Has the donor got an idea?"
Hearing this, Li Zhe nodded slightly and responded: "I hope the abbot can point out the location of the Sutra Pavilion in the temple. I am going to go to the Sutra Pavilion to find out if there is any record about this seal."
Hearing Li Zhe's words, the old monk shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "If it were in the Sutra Pavilion, I would have found it long ago. After the temple fell, I would have taken the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion." I have read through the classics countless times, but there is no record of formations in them."
Hearing this, Li Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly. The idea he had just found seemed to be unworkable.
At this moment, the old monk raised his hand, and a piece of parchment fell directly into his hand. Then he stretched out his hand and handed it to Li Zhe.
"This contains all the scriptures on the seal. Please read it carefully."
The old monk watched Li Zhe take the parchment and then said softly to Li Zhe.
Hearing this, Li Zhe nodded slightly, opened the parchment in his hand, and began to memorize it carefully.
This scripture is indeed completely different from the runes used by monks. Li Zhe cannot even understand even one scripture.
However, Li Zhe still has a photographic memory. Although he cannot understand it, he can still force all these scriptures into his mind.
Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour passed, Li Zhecai took a deep breath and handed the parchment to the old monk waiting for him again.
"I have memorized all the thirty-five thousand six hundred and forty-two verses on it."
Li Zhe said softly to the old monk.
Hearing this, the old monk smiled and nodded, and put the parchment away again.
"Next, I hope the master will protect me. I want to try to understand this scripture."
Li Zhe took a deep breath and spoke slowly to the old monk.
If he understood it in this way, Li Zhe would not be able to understand its subtleties in just ten days. Even if he could understand it a little, it would not help.
However, Li Zhe still has ten times the time in the jade bottle space!
Ten days is not enough. In this hundred days, I think I should be able to figure out some key points about this scripture!
Thinking like this, Li Zhe sat down cross-legged in the Buddhist hall. Then, he directly entered the jade bottle space and prepared to meditate on the scriptures.
When the old monk saw Li Zhe sitting cross-legged, he was ready to see how Li Zhe would comprehend the scriptures.
However, at this moment, he was shocked to realize that the aura in Li Zhe's body suddenly slowed down at this moment!
This feeling is as if Li Zhe and himself are no longer in the same time and space!
The old monk blinked in surprise, and then murmured: "It's a variable after all... maybe it can really help me strengthen the seal!"
After finishing speaking, the old monk took a deep breath and forcibly calmed his mind. Then he sat not far away from Li Zhe and began to recite the scriptures quietly in a low voice.
In an instant, the entire Buddhist hall was filled with a sense of purity. Only the scriptures recited by the old monk were spreading leisurely...
In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.
During these seven days, Li Zhe has been in the jade bottle space, meditating on the scriptures.
Seven days outside, in the jade bottle space, a full seventy days have passed!
Even though seventy days have passed, with Li Zhe's top comprehension ability, he has only comprehended a little bit of the most basic things about this mysterious scripture.
But Li Zhe is not impatient. He knows very well that impatience will only ruin his mood and will not help him understand the scriptures at all!
Now, Meng Qiuxuan has left the Yinchun Sect and is preparing to find traces of Li Zhe.
However, apart from getting a bamboo slip with Li Zhe's blood, Meng Qiuxuan didn't know anything else about Li Zhe.
However, Meng Qiu Find Li Zhe!
During the past seven days, he had been wandering around Central Continent, trying to find even the slightest clue about Li Zhe.
But obviously, Li Zhe is now in the Longxing Temple, but he will not let Meng Qiuxuan discover it so easily.
At this moment, Meng Qiuxuan was standing on a high mountain less than a hundred miles away from Longxing Temple. He was full of confusion and just wanted to find Li Zhe's traces quickly. However, no matter how he searched, he could not find anything!
After pausing on the high mountain, Meng Qiuxuan hesitated for a moment, ducked, and quickly walked to the right, preparing to find traces of Li Zhe.
However, the direction he left was completely opposite to where Longxing Temple was!
However, perhaps due to the causal connection, about a hundred miles away in the direction Meng Qiuxuan was heading, the four monks injured by Li Zhe's sword energy were gathered at the top of a large mountain.
Although Li Zhe's sword energy was swung with the Jingpo Sword, after all, he did not directly slash the four people with the Jingpo Sword. Therefore, the spell-breaking effect only lasted for a quarter of an hour before dissipating.
These four monks were self-aware. They knew that Li Zhe could produce several sword energy with one sword and beat the four of them until they were unable to resist. The four of them would definitely not be Li Zhe's opponents.
Therefore, after recovering a little, the four of them had no intention of seeking revenge, but decisively headed in the opposite direction to where Li Zhe and others left.
Then, the four of them came to the top of the mountain and began to recover. It wasn't that they didn't want to go back to the cave to recuperate, but the sword energy was so powerful that they couldn't help but move on.
Although the spell-breaking effect of Li Zhe's sword energy has dissipated, the remnants of the sword energy are still corroding their wounds. Even though a full seven days have passed, they have only left the remaining sword energy in their bodies. The sword energy has been driven out just a little bit!
"Second brother, from now on we won't cause trouble anymore, we will just concentrate on cultivation."
At this time, one of the monks with a pale face raised his head and said in a deep voice to the monk opposite him.
Listening to the monk's words, the second brother slowly raised his head and said in a cold voice: "How come this setback makes you feel discouraged?"
"Of course not! I just want to concentrate on my cultivation. After my strength reaches the late stage of the Golden Core Realm, I will go find the monk and the trouble of the sword cultivator. This loss cannot be in vain!"
The monk gritted his teeth and said angrily.
After listening to the monk's words, the second brother nodded, with a gloomy face, and said softly: "I want to get my face back!"
At this time, Meng Qiuxuan was also using his escape light, and had reached the position where the four of them were, less than ten miles away.
As soon as Fang arrived here, Meng Qiuxuan discovered the traces of the four people. It happened from time to time that they were seriously injured and found a place to practice in the wild.
Therefore, Meng Qiuxuan did not pay any attention to the four of them. His spiritual consciousness just swept them away, and then he was ready to move on.
However, at this moment, one of the four people had accumulated spiritual power for several days. It suddenly exploded at this moment, and all of it rushed towards his sword wound!
In an instant, the sword energy that had stayed for seven days was expelled from his wound in an instant under the impact of the surging spiritual power.
Then, the sword energy only stayed in the air for less than a breath, and then turned into a turbulent flow of spiritual power and dissipated between the sky and the earth.
However, in this less than one breath of time, Meng Qiuxuan, who was moving forward, suddenly stopped and stopped in mid-air.
Before, when Meng Qiuxuan used the soul search technique on Na Hou Yu, he knew that Li Zhe was a swordsman.
But now, these four people have obviously been injured by swords. It is absolutely impossible for a sword cultivator with such strength to simultaneously injure four middle-stage Golden Core monks to remain unknown even in this Central Continent.
However, when Meng Qiuxuan swept away with his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that the sword wounds on the four of them definitely did not belong to the swordsmanship of any swordsman he knew!
Could it be that these people were all injured by Li Zhe? !
Thinking like this, Meng Qiuxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.
At this moment, after the monk had completely forced the sword energy out of his body, a look of relief appeared on his face.
Without the threat of the sword energy, it was only a matter of time before he regained his strength.
The other three monks are basically refining the sword energy in their bodies and are preparing to officially restore their strength.
However, at this moment, a surge of pressure suddenly came, which made the four people's bodies freeze, and their breathing almost stopped under this pressure!
The four of them took a deep breath, slowly raised their heads, and looked at the sky above themselves and the others.
Meng Qiuxuan was seen floating quietly above everyone's heads, looking at the four of them with a cold expression.
"Senior, I'll wait..."
The second brother looked stunned and quickly spoke to Meng Qiuxuan. However, as soon as he said the words, his body sank and he was forcibly interrupted by the pressure.
"Who hurt you?"
Meng Qiuxuan looked at the four people and said slowly...
Xiaoyao Xiaoxiannong
