After passing through the book, the holy son of Mozong became a pillar of righteousness

Ge Changqing watched Wen Zhi leave, and after Wen Zhi disappeared from his sight, he suddenly stood up, as if there was something in his chest that had no place to vent, gritted his teeth and trembled, picked up the cloth scroll in front of him, and threw it on the stone with all his strength. on the table.

The cloth fluttered and scattered all over the place.

After a long time, Ge Changqing suddenly sneered.

"Bai Tingquan, you are the scourge of heaven, you can't escape!"

Bai Tingquan had nothing to do today, suddenly remembered that he hadn't used Mo Langyu much, so on a whim, he picked up Mo Langyu and walked to the Library Pavilion.

The Library Pavilion of the Langjian Sect is the largest in the entire Langjian Sect and has the largest collection of books. From ancient times to the present, there are all kinds of classics, even those that have been banned as banned books by the great powers.

It's just that, relying on the status of ordinary disciples, they can only consult those safe and basic classics, such as those banned books in the underground of Zangshu Pavilion, and they don't even have the chance to know.

The setting in the original book is like this, Bai Tingquan only became interested in those banned books after reading the original book.

With Mo Langyu in hand, everything was unimpeded as expected. The two disciples guarding the underground entrance looked at each other, a little embarrassed, but Mo Langyu was a privileged jade card handpicked by Sang Wu in Langjian Sect. They dared not ignore it, and finally I had no choice but to let Bai Tingquan go.

The library pavilion of Langjianzong was built in the shape of a circular platform with a big bottom and a small top. Therefore, the hall on the basement floor is huge and empty, with only candles burning on the walls. Although it is a bit dim, it is miraculous. You can see everything clearly.

Bai Tingquan was also shocked by the large area of ​​the basement floor. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and planned to slowly start from the first row of bookshelves.

Most of these classics recorded the origin of the cultivation world, the division of various forces, and the chronicle of the development of Langjian Sect. Sensitive issues and political issues were not taboo.There are even some methods of cultivating demons, as well as classics that greatly and rapidly improve one's cultivation. These methods are unfair and disgraceful, and they are directly treated as banned books.

But Bai Tingquan is not interested in these. The chronicle is the setting in the original book, and he has already memorized it by heart. As for those forbidden books and practice books... He is from the Mozong. Isn't the Mozong's collection more complete than here?I can still watch...

Bai Tingquan walked past five or six rows of bookshelves without arousing his interest. He lacked interest, thinking that fortunately he came here by himself. If Wei Xun was called to come, that coward Wei Xun would definitely be scared by these banned books. Fuck the shit, turn around and run.

Suddenly, Bai Tingquan walked over absent-mindedly. He was caught by a sharp hook-shaped metal hook at the bottom of the bookshelf. It didn't lead to a tragedy, but because of this, a book was hooked out by Bai Tingquan's actions.

Bai Tingquan grinned and rubbed his sore knee, and glanced at the book.

That book is very strange.

The cover is milky white, and it feels cold to the touch, but the texture is very soft, like ordinary paper, with no words written on it, neither the title nor the author's name, and even the Langjianzong Library Pavilion There is no red seal for the acceptance certificate.

This book appeared in front of him so strangely and abruptly.

It seems that it has been here for so many years, just waiting for Bai Tingquan to come.

Bai Tingquan immediately forgot the pain in his body. He gasped, subconsciously, full of curiosity, and turned to the first page.

After only reading the first page, he froze.

On the first page, it was written that Mozong and Zhengdao signed an armistice agreement.

Bai Tingquan's heart turned cold in an instant, he turned a page back without giving up, and found that it said that Bai Tingquan had joined the Langjian Sect and was accepted under Wenzhi's seat.

Everything is exactly the same as what Bai Tingquan experienced.

"Original work?" Bai Tingquan frowned. There was only one guess in his mind, but when he continued to turn down a few pages, he realized that the things recorded in this book were not the same as the original work. Yes... It's all his own experience. To be more precise, the protagonist of this book is him.

The protagonist is him, Bai Tingquan!

Bai Tingquan was a little dizzy for a moment. He held his forehead and turned to the last page without giving up, only to find that almost half of the back was blank paper, which had not been recorded yet, but on the last page with words, it was his previous A birthday party that only happened in one day.

The latest content happened just the day before, so this is enough to prove that the person who wrote this thing will go in and out of the basement of the Sutra Pavilion every day.

Bai Tingquan was terrified.

His immediate reaction was that someone was watching him, wrote this book, and hid it here.

No one knows, that's why there is not even a certificate of inclusion in Zangshuge.

No one will borrow it.

Who is it?

Bai Tingquan felt uneasy about this kind of thing, so he took the book without thinking too much.

This book doesn't even have a proof of acceptance, so it's not even possible to borrow it. Perhaps Zangshuge doesn't even know that there is such a book here.

He is not afraid to startle the enemy, he would like to hear and see if the person who watched him from behind showed up in a fit of rage.

Bai Tingquan wanted to go back, turned around and walked while thinking wildly.

Only those elders and those who own Mo Langyu, Ye Wei, Li Wenqing and Sang Mingzhu, have the authority to enter here.

The elders are busy with their affairs, how could they have free time to write these things here, as for the other three...

Bai Tingquan's eyes were getting darker, and he didn't realize that he was going in the wrong direction for a while, until he was hit by a hard stone wall on the nose, and he was brought back to his senses by the pain, and he was shocked to find that he had reached the door of the Library Pavilion. the end.

At the end of the library is a curved wall, and there is only one cold, tall, serious stone door on the entire wall.

Bai Tingquan looked at the door in surprise, a little at a loss.

Even if he remembered the background setting of the original work clearly, he never knew that there was a secret room at the end of the basement of Zangshu Pavilion.

Bai Tingquan was stunned when the door suddenly opened from the inside. Bai Tingquan took half a step back suddenly, thinking about how to greet the person who came out decently and politely and explain that he was just passing by here... …

However, the next moment, he had nothing to say.

It was Wen Zhi who came out of the door.

Wen Zhi still looks tall and stern like before, serious and unsmiling, but people's eyes can't help but linger on him.

Bai Tingquan murmured: "Master..."

Wen Zhi's state is very different from before, although they are all cold, but Bai Tingquan feels at this moment that there is a fire in Wen Zhi's chest.

There is also an inextinguishable flame burning in the eyes.

It's like the dark night that hides everything.

Bai Tingquan subconsciously glanced behind Wen Zhi. The inside of the stone door was pitch black, like a black hole, which could easily suck everything in. Once inside, it would never be easy to get out again, but there was a strange fragrance.

Wen Zhi's voice was also extremely gentle. When he saw Bai Tingquan, there was no fluctuation in his eyes. He leaned over slightly, and gently pressed his fingers to Bai Tingquan's chin, like a caress that was so tender to death: "Tingquan, why not?" coming."

The stone door was ruthlessly closed, and Bai Tingquan smelled the scent left by Wen Zhi's fingertips. He looked at Wen Zhi in a daze, and moved his lips slightly: "Master."

This kind of warmth felt very strange to him.

A paranoid lover like kissing recklessly with a lover who turned into a zombie in the apocalypse.

Wen Zhi seemed to be stroking a fragile work of art, he didn't even look at the snow-white classic that Bai Tingquan was holding in his arms.Withdrawing his hand, he said slowly, "Let's go out."

Only then did Bai Tingquan come back to his senses, he felt that Wen Zhi at this moment was the real Wen Zhi, and the brief moment just now was also just his hallucination.

Wen Zhi asked him abruptly: "Tingquan, do you know that there will be a competition between the various sects recently?"

Bai Tingquan shook his head: "I don't know."

Wen Zhi took him away from the Library Pavilion, and patiently explained to him in a low voice: "There will be every year, and we will discuss it normally."

Bai Tingquan understood it this time.

In more common terms, it is kicking the gym.

Each sect will send a carefully assigned list of disciples who will kick and defend the gym. If you can't win the kick, you can't do it, but if you can't win the defense, it's even more unacceptable.

For so many years, according to the original book, Langjianzong has never failed.

Bai Tingquan knew in his heart that no matter what he did, no matter how obedient and well-behaved he was, he was just a holy son of the Demon Sect. It was impossible for him to go out to play on behalf of the Langjian Sect, but it was even more impossible to lead him to guard the hall.

It's no wonder that he didn't receive any notice, and he only found out after Wen Zhi asked him.

Bai Tingquan nodded lightly: "Tingquan would like to follow the arrangement of the sect."

Wen Zhi paused for a moment, he turned his eyes sideways, glanced at Bai Tingquan shallowly, and said softly, "Tingquan, your sect master has a lot of considerations... He must have no choice."

Bai Tingquan smiled lightly at Wen Zhi: "I know, Master."

Wen Zhi stopped suddenly and stared at him silently.

Bai Tingquan subconsciously followed Wen Zhi to a stop, and his brain turned in an instant, unreasonably imagining the strange fragrance on Wen Zhi's body just now, as well as the touch that concealed extreme tenderness and despair.

He seemed to experience the unspeakable despair.

Wen Zhi withdrew his gaze, and the snow-white robe shone brightly under the sun: "Tingquan, don't belittle yourself, you are my personal heir."

Bai Tingquan thought that Wen Zhi was worried about him, so he smiled back at Wen Zhi: "Master, all disciples know."

Wen Zhi lowered his eyes, retracted his gaze, and said in a gentle voice, "Okay."

As for the appointment to take Bai Tingquan to the Court of Xuan Ye...Let's discuss it another day.

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