Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

In this room, Chuan Lu and Bi went back and forth several times. Over there, when Xue woke up, Qing Huan disappeared.

"Where did you go?" Xue tugged at Si Ming's collar, his peach blossom eyes were bigger than cow bells, "Don't you even look at him? Aren't you going to follow him all the time?" He turned his head as he spoke. , looking at Jiang Junqian as if nothing had happened, "What about you? Didn't you see it?"

Jiang Jun raised his eyebrows, his fox eyes half-closed: "Tenth Hall, I am not the follower of Shangxian Qinghuan, how can I watch all the time, can't I?" As he spoke, he moved to Si Ming. In front of him, he elbowed Si Ming, "Si Ming should explain this matter clearly."

"..." Si Ming was a little speechless, no matter how he kicked the ball to him, "Sometimes, people's eyes will have problems."

Xue twitched the corner of his mouth: "Then you'd better be blind, blind for the rest of your life!" Qing Huan disappeared, and that 'Song Xun' also disappeared. What can happen to these two people, Xue can do it with his toes. think.

It's not that he's worried about anything...well, he admitted that he's worried about what will happen to those two.For example, such and such and such and such and such and such and such and such and such and such.

That 'Song Xun' obviously came for Qing Huan, and he turned into Song Xun's appearance. I really don't know what his original appearance was like.

Xue rubbed his temples and sighed.Anyway, he can't find where the person has gone, and being anxious is just being anxious, and it will only add to his own imagination.

"Where are you going?" When Si Ming saw Xue walking away with his hands behind his back, he thought he was going to do something impulsive, "Don't be impulsive."

"Play chess!" Xue turned his head and smiled, but his eyes were fierce, obviously unhappy, "Calm down!"

Jiang Jun smiled dryly, holding the newly made wooden fan to cover the lower half of his face and smiling, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he smiled freely.

He was happy to see Xue being so angry, but the smile was only halfway through, when suddenly a small soldier ran in and looked at Jiang Junyu in a panic.

Jiang Junyu was taken aback for a moment, and panicked in his heart: "What happened?"

"Yes... yes!" The little soldier trembled, "Another person died..."

Si Ming, who was just about to go back to the room, was also stunned, and turned to look at Jiang Junyu. The man's lips were pale, and the original light in his pupils had faded.

No one expected that the things that were supposed to stop just like that suddenly broke out again.

"This time, three of them died in a row!" The soldier spoke intermittently, hitting Jiang Junyu one after another.

"Back off." Jiang Junku took a few deep breaths, and unexpectedly calmed down, "Let's wait for the rest of the matter to come back, I... can't do anything."

Si Ming frowned and turned to look for Xue.As soon as he entered Xue's room, the man was really playing chess, with his back straight: "What are you doing?" Xue didn't even look at Si Ming, and opened his mouth slowly with his lips pursed.

"Dead again, three." Si Ming raised three fingers, and his usual mischievous expression became serious, "Xue, I always feel that something is wrong."

Xue put down the black chess piece in his hand, and raised his eyes: "There are too many things wrong, Si Ming, I think someone is targeting the demons this time."

"Animation?" Si Ming frowned, trying to recall, "Who would have enmity with this demon clan who has lived in seclusion for hundreds of years?"

"Wen Quxing should know." Xue grabbed a handful of chess pieces, and then put them on the chessboard, "Didn't he record all the things about the six races of immortals, humans, demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters?"

Si Ming shook his head: "That man has always been erratic, and besides, asking him to borrow history books is more difficult than killing him."

"..." Xue didn't understand what kind of existence these so-called gods were, and they all regarded their missions as more important than their lives. "It doesn't matter, the demons also have historians, and you can check the history books of the demons."

"Here I am." As soon as Xue finished speaking, Jiang Junyu appeared in Xue's room with a large stack of books in his arms, "My demon race is not like heaven, so you can read the history books as you please." I picked up a book and read it, "I have read it for nearly 300 years, and there is nothing unusual. These are all the history books of the demons since their birth."

Xue flipped through it roughly, and then asked, "Which part is the history book 9000 years ago?"

"Are you so sure?" Si Ming also held a book in his hand. The pages of the book were yellowed, which probably dated back to the times. "It has something to do with Tangling?"

"It's not unrelated." Xue shook his head, "It's no longer an insignificant thing for Tang Lu to find Jiang Junyu. Meng Po told me that Tang Lu is not a person who will mess around. He does everything Everything is done through the brain. If you say that Tang Lu has nothing to do with the demons, then what is the point of him coming to the demons? Traveling? Want to find a demon patriarch as a guide?"

Jiang Junku pursed his lips and thought about it. What happened 9000 years ago had nothing to do with him: "9000 years ago? At that time, the demon clan was in chaos. The first generation died for more than 1 years. There was no correct leader. It has been chaotic and chaotic for 1 years. So the history at that time is blank. There is only an earlier history about the first generation."

"Huh?" Xue said in disbelief, "The first generation?"

"...That's a woman." Jiang Junyu couldn't remember clearly, "I've seen her portrait before, and she lived for tens of thousands of years."

Xue raised eyebrows: "Female?" He quickly rummaged through a pile of books, "Which one is that?"

Jiang Junku opened the top few books and found a book from the bottom. It was tattered and the pages were no longer yellowed.When I opened the book, I could find that many words had been worn away, and some of them were not even read clearly at all.

"Tsk tsk, it's really been a long time ago, these words..." Xue pointed to the symbols that crawled around on the book, "Why don't I recognize them?"

Jiang Junyu leaned over and took a look: "This is a word from that period, so you wouldn't know it if you weren't born in that period."

Xue lifted the book up, but all the paper fell on his face, and a musty smell rushed into his nose immediately.He choked violently twice, then quickly hid twice while covering his nose, and waved all the paper on his face to the ground.

"Ah bah, cough, cough!" Xue rubbed his nose and his nose turned red. After he coughed twice, tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, "No, the musty smell is so strong?"

Jiang Junku quickly picked it up and patted it: "I haven't looked at it all year round, so it's naturally dusty..." Halfway through speaking, he himself was stunned.

No, there are people cleaning the Library Pavilion regularly, and the books will be taken out to dry in the sun, so it is impossible to have such a strong musty smell.

"Tsk, no one even noticed that you entered such an important Library Pavilion of the Demon Race?" Xue Duo scratched his nose twice, half-squinting his peach blossom eyes, showing a charming appearance.Jiang Junyu looked up and saw Xue's appearance, and was in a trance for a while.He suddenly thought of Song Xun. That person squinted his eyes in the past, he also looked like this. Although he was not as good-looking as this person, his expression was exactly the same.

Jiang Junku frowned, caught a glimpse of the portrait floating to the corner of the wall from the corner of his eye, and pointed to the painting: "You don't need to talk about the affairs of my family. Just look, that painting is the portrait of the first generation."

Xue turned his head, reached out to take the painting, patted the gray on the top, "Huh?" His pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Si Ming in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xue looking at him like this, Si Ming was a little surprised, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Look." Xue turned the portrait aside and showed it to Si Ming.

Seeing the portrait, Si Ming was also stunned for a moment: "This, this is..."

Xue nodded: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the appearance of Meng Po when she was young, right? Even now that Meng Po has heavy makeup and light makeup, she can still tell a thing or two from her appearance. Have you seen Meng Po? You should know better than me what my mother-in-law looked like when she was young."

"This is indeed what Jiumu Shangxian looked like back then." Si Ming nodded, pursing his lips for a long time, "However, Jiumu is only less than 5 years old now. The demons are at least [-] years old." The time, sorry."

Xue pursed his lips: "So, the two look the same?" Well, there is another pair of people who look the same, which is amazing.

"No..." Jiang Junyu looked at the paper in his hand and read the words on it, "It says in the book that the first generation's name was Dai Zi, and it seemed to be a member of the Protoss, who was in the same era as Fuxi." Read on Then, his pupils became bigger, "No, this is different from what I saw when I was a child."

"Someone changed this thing?" Xue Youzai took a closer look at the portrait, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he looked like Granny Meng. The two of them wished that they were carved out of the same mold, and there was no difference at all. "No, Why can you understand the characters of that era?"

Jiang Junku glanced at him: "Tenth Hall, I am not ignorant." His words were sonorous and forceful, as if Xue was an ignorant person, "Why is this book such a musty smell? This book is different from what I have read before."

"In the past, what did you see?" Si Ming took the portrait in Xue's hand and looked at it twice, left and right, up and down, "She is Dai Zi, who is Jiu Mu? Rumors, Jiu Mu Mu was born as a ray of Fuxi's soul wandering in the Wangchuan River, so why was he born with the appearance of Daizi? How did Daizi die? Since Fuxi is from the same era, why isn't Fuxi surprised by Jiumu's face?"

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The three of them felt very hopeless. The matter of Tang Lv hadn't been resolved yet, and they ran into this Dai Zi again.Things are getting more and more chaotic, it seems that there is a big lie to deceive everyone.And they accidentally bump into a small side of this big lie, and then pester them to torture them.

"What I saw before was that Dai Zi was just an ordinary cultivator who went astray, founded a demon clan, and died at the age of [-]." Jiang Jun waved his hand, "But just a few words, But I don't see anything wrong."

Xue nodded: "It's a normal development, and the general story develops like this." He pointed to the book in Jiang Junyu's hand, "But it's written on it, and it also has a story. I'll make a hypothesis, if a long time Mumu is not a lonely soul of Fuxi but the daughter of Fuxi and Daizi. In other words, Daizi and Fuxi had an affair. Later, for various reasons, Fuxi finally got together with Nuwa But Daizi is infatuated by love. And Fuxi doesn't want Jiumu and Dizhi to be together, maybe it's because the two are brothers and sisters..."

Such a conjecture is a bit of nonsense, but if Xue said so, everything makes sense again.

"I'm afraid Fuxi is the only one who knows the truth of this matter." Jiang Junku pursed his lips, "Unfortunately, no one can confirm it."

"Even if this is the case, who is going to move the demons? If Xue is right, then the person who has the most hatred for Daizi should be Nuwa. But Nuwa has already become a fairy, so who else is there besides her?" Si Ming Fingers crossed, the most likely person is already dead, so who else would do something like exterminate the demons?

Xue put his chin on one hand and thought for a long time, and then said: "I was wondering, would Tang Lu know everything? Or, that Di Xin knew. Could it be because of this that Di Xin disappeared suddenly? "

So, Xue's few questions put two things together again, making people even more confused.

"No matter what, the biggest problem is how we can get these words out of Tang Lu's mouth!" Xue finally concluded, with the final word.

"What are you talking about?" The door was pushed open, Qing Huan in crescent white stood at the door, and beside him stood 'Song Xun' in water blue clothes.

Xue lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the hands of the two people who were holding each other tightly.His pupils shrank slightly, then he raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Why, the memory has recovered?"

"Yes." Qing Huan nodded, at that moment, a strong wind blew up, and the blue hair was messy.