I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

The layout of Zangshu Pavilion is a regular octagon, which looks more like a straight obelisk from the outside.

There are eight gates on the first floor, and each gate leads to a different small world in the tower, which are not connected to each other.

The door plates are respectively marked: Martial arts, swordsmanship, rhythm, medicine, Buddhism, earth scriptures, mantras, and all things.

The first five are just as the name suggests, and the latter three are the general term of history, geography and folklore.It contains dynamic maps of all regions of the Six Realms.

Except for some unopened areas of the demons and the underworld, the other opponents can basically restore one by one.

However, he had seen the maps of the God Realm and the Immortal Realm, and they were all completely white, probably because of the anti-peeping enchantment set up.

Mantras are more similar to an unpopular subject that studies witches and ghosts. There are no witchcraft in the sect, and it is rare to see people entering that door, but Si Wuya often goes there to get some miscellaneous books to read.

As for the last one, more than half of the male cultivators in the entire sect would like to patronize it. Everything records the appearance, habits, growth environment, impact on nature and the main way of reproduction of all creatures in the world.

It also includes people.

So in a certain area, some newly released erotic pictures are often put on the shelf, but only disciples who have reached the crown can borrow them, and each time is limited to a limited time, and they can only be borrowed once in half a month.

But on the fifth floor, the eight worlds are connected to each other. From this floor, you can reach any floor.However, they must have reached the Mahayana stage or above and have permission to go up. I didn't expect them to fall from the roof, but bumped into the fifth floor by mistake.

Hu Yibai looked at the dazzling array of bookshelves around him, the luminous pearls above his head were hung by shark silk, arranged in a patchwork order, like a shining galaxy that made people dazzled.

The entire pagoda does not see the sun, but it is reflected like daytime.

Hu Yibai looked at the ancient books displayed on the shelf, and even the basalt fragments from the end of the Dharma era, which were stored in a transparent white crystal box, and the engraved patterns were faintly shining. He asked Hu Yao: "Would it be okay to take one out?" Touch the enchantment?"

Hu Yao cautiously shook her head: "Let's not..."

After all, the fifth floor of the Zangshu Pavilion is an important place for the sect. Except for the suzerain, the deputy suzerain and the other four masters, other masters are not qualified to enter.

It was already miserable enough to be blown here by the thousand-machine paper crane, if he touched any mechanism again, he would really have no energy to run.

Hu Yibai was a little disappointed: "Don't you Xuanji Tower know everything, and you don't know what mechanism is there."

"That's a rumor, it's impossible to know everything. If it's true, then I might as well go directly to the secret realm to dig out all the treasures, especially that one... Red-eyed Grimacing Mushroom, take it to the Spirit Market for auction. Zhao Lingshi! What kind of Taoism do I still have, if I go to the mountain to find a place, I can create another Qian Lingzong."

Hu Yibai chuckled: "One trillion spirit stones is not enough to create a Qian Lingzong. It is estimated that the construction cost of the Zangshu Pavilion alone will exceed one trillion."

"Ah?" Hu Yao looked around, "Is it so expensive?"

Although there are quite a few treasures in his home, most of them were stolen by him in the past, and he really has no idea how much those things are worth.

Unlike Hu Yibai, the serious young master of Qingqiu, Qingqiu's ability to become one of the top ten aristocratic families in a hundred years depends on rare goods.

In particular, the fox family is born with the ability to "talk to people when they see people, and talk to ghosts when they see ghosts", and they are good at dancing with long sleeves and exquisite skills.

It is estimated that traveling all over the world has a certain understanding of the value of many treasures.

The two of them gradually walked to the "Swordsmanship" area, looking at the number of peerless numbered musical notations above which sword cultivators could not match, Hu Yibai wished to take down each of them and read them over.

And Hu Yao next to her was staring at the night pearl above her head with all her heart, ready to move, and it seemed that she had committed another addiction to stealing.

Hu Yibai elbowed him: "I said that you are also a sword repairer anyway, why are you not interested in these sword records?"

"Hey" probably because Hu Yibai gave up his life to save each other just now, and the relationship between the two of them has become a lot closer without knowing it. At this moment, Hu Yao is also speaking casually: "These sword manuals can only be practiced at least after the transformation stage. I have just practiced the intermediate level of qi now, and it is unknown whether I can break through the Nascent Soul in this life, why bother?"

Hu Yibai: "You can take it easy."

He put back the sword manual in his hand. Although it was possible to memorize a few books based on his memory, there were at least a thousand sword manuals here. Which one would he choose to memorize?

Moreover, as Hu Yao said, these sword manuals can only be practiced by monks at least in the stage of transforming spirits. Although his cultivation has broken through the foundation building after he has practiced the Supreme Mind Method to the third level, he is only one month away from the sword test meeting. In the first month, the alchemy is estimated to be barely strong, and the stage of transforming into a god is simply a dream.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing: "Do you think there is any powerful swordsmanship that does not require cultivation?"

Hu Yao thought for a while: "It really is true. According to my grandfather, a sword master created a set of "Kong Zen" swordsmanship hundreds of years ago. Ordinary people can practice it. Like the swordsmanship we practice, we inject our own spiritual power into it while performing sword moves. The magic of this set of swordsmanship is that it does not use the practitioner's own spiritual power, but It is to inject various forces from the outside world into the sword body, such as: the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, trees, vines, flowers and grass, wind, frost, rain and snow, can all become sources of power."

Hearing his description, Hu Yibai immediately became interested in 'Kong Chan'.

Since he came here to learn swordsmanship, he has vividly compared swords and people to semiconductors and power supplies.

When a person holds a sword, it is equivalent to the power supply of the sword, continuously inputting spiritual power into it.

And the sword is a semiconductor, it can only absorb people's spiritual power, but it cannot return the spiritual power back.

It was the first time he had heard of a sword technique that didn't require infusion of spiritual energy.

Seeing his excited face, Hu Yao poured cold water on him in time: "But one thing, if you want to practice this set of 'Kong Chan' sword technique, you must ensure that you are completely free from distracting thoughts during the process of practicing, and if you have a little distraction in the middle , will cause irreversible damage to oneself, ranging from shattering the spiritual veins to shattering, and severely killing Jiuquan."

Hu Yibai: "So serious?"

Hu Yao: "That's right, that's why it's lost. It's not practical at all. If I don't know how to try it, if I don't master the swordsmanship and my life is lost, who would do this kind of money-losing business?"

Unexpectedly, Hu Yibai suddenly patted him on the shoulder eagerly: "I'll be on the left and you on the right, let's split up and see if there is an 'empty cicada' here."

Hu Yao: "..."

Soon after hearing the morning bell ringing outside, Hu Yao yawned again and again from behind, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she tried her best.

Hu Yibai glanced over the rows of sword manuals on the bookshelf, but he still didn't find a name that had anything to do with the word 'kongchan'.

In the end, Hu Yao also searched over there, but found nothing.

The two meet at the end.

Hu Yibai: "Will the name be changed?"

Hu Yao dozed off and nodded: "Not sure."

Hu Yibai is not sleepy, but after all this tossing and getting nothing, it is really frustrating psychologically.

He glanced behind Hu Yao, "It seems that no one has visited the fifth floor of Zangshu Pavilion for a long time, and the spider webs are so big."

It was just a small talk, but after he finished speaking, Hu Yao felt as if she had been stabbed, her whole body was dumbstruck, and even the balls of her eyes froze in their sockets.

"Spider...spider..."

With a stiff neck, he turned his head slowly, and faced a spider hanging on the web, he screamed in fright, ran out in a panic, and ran into Hu Yibai.

Hu Yibai didn't even have time to react, so he pushed him onto the bookshelf behind him, and the whole bookshelf fell down immediately, and the books displayed on it were smashed down. He quickly put his hands on the square inch above his head and shouted: " Quickly help me hold on!"

What responded to him was the sound of running footsteps.

"..."

Well, it is normal for butterflies to be afraid of spiders.

Hu Yibai supported a corner of the bookshelf with a sparrow, and while resting his head on his hands, he slowly got away, stood up and looked at the mess all over the place, just like the scene that was looted by Jiang Yang's thieves.

Wouldn't this be mistaken for burglary?

Otherwise, withdraw immediately.

He recalled the sparrow and was just about to leave, when he turned around, he suddenly found that there was a sword manual in the fallen bookshelf that was different from the other sword manuals, it was placed sideways behind a set of sword manuals, and he couldn't see it from the front at all.

Strange, why do you want to put it like this?

He knelt down and took out the sword manual from the crack of the bookcase. It was a manuscript with a blank cover. When he opened the title page, there was a sharp and sharp word written on it: Kong Chan.

Although Yun Kuo accepted him as a disciple, Feng Ling did not move to live in Xuanming Palace, and ran around every day as usual.

But after the sword test meeting, a new batch of disciples will be recruited, and the inner courtyard will also be freed up for new disciples to live in. He has to clean up in advance so that he will not be in a hurry when he moves out.

After Tao Xinyuan changed his clothes, he ran over and asked him, "Feng Ling Feng Ling! Are you going to the temple fair?"

Feng Ling stopped folding clothes, temple fair?It's been half a month so fast...

Remembering that his senior brother said that he would go to the next temple fair together, his eyes darkened, "I won't go."

"Ah~ you're not going!" Tao Xinyuan was disappointed, but also felt that Feng Ling's refusal was normal. After all, he was a madman who was either in the sword practice field or on his way to the sword practice field every day.

In short, never give yourself a little time to rest.

After Tao Xinyuan and the others left, Feng Ling quietly walked to a corner of the courtyard, took out the Frost Profound Jade Leaf on her body, put it near her mouth and wanted to blow it, but after thinking about it, she put her hand down again.

Senior brother happened to be free last time. I don’t know if he still has time this time. After all, the high-level disciples are also preparing for the sword test meeting, and I heard that Tianyin Temple and Xiaoyao Mountain have sent many masters this time. Senior brother The pressure is definitely not less than yourself.

At this time, he asked him to go to the temple fair. With his gentle temper, he would definitely not refuse, and would definitely accommodate him. Wouldn't this delay his practice.

inappropriate.

But when he was about to go back holding the Xuanyu leaf, he stopped again.

Last time, the senior brother told me to contact him when he was free. If the senior brother didn't come to look for him because he was worried about something, and he didn't brag about Xuan Yuye, would the senior brother think that he was too dull and rigid?

Still not right.

……

Hu Yibai looked at the light screen projected by Qimangying, while sorting out the news from Hu Yao.

It's strange to say that such a big hole was blown up on the roof of the library that day, so he thought that Qiu Yeyang would have to summon all his disciples to interrogate them one by one the next day.

Unexpectedly, he and Hu Yao had even healed, and nothing happened the next day.

He secretly asked someone to inquire, and only then did he know that the roof of the library loft had been restored to its original state, and no one heard the explosion that night except the two of them.

It seems that this informant lurking in Nanyuan is really extraordinary. Not only can he restore the damaged roof overnight, but he can also isolate the sound of the explosion within a certain range.

Hu Yao said that clever media is difficult to control, coupled with the added defense mechanism and various complex spells, the opponent's strength must not be underestimated.

However, he was also a blessing in disguise. The other party was probably afraid that his identity would be exposed, so he took the initiative to help them clean up the mess on the fifth floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

He was able to take away the sword manual without anyone noticing.

Hu Yibai let go of the blue morpho butterfly in his hand, and watched Feng Ling pacing back and forth in the yard on the light screen made up of seven glowing fireflies, and Xuan Yuye put it to his mouth five or six times and still did not blow.

I can't help but feel a little funny, I just took the initiative to ask him out once, do I need to be so entangled?

Just when he thought the date was going to end without a problem, the Xuanyu leaf in the storage bag suddenly rang, but it was only very light, almost inaudible. If he hadn't stared at the light screen helplessly, he would almost have thought it was him. Hallucination.

And Feng Ling in the light screen was also taken aback, looked at the Xuanyu leaf in his hand, and hurriedly looked around again, making sure no one was paying attention, then put the Xuanyu leaf back with shaking hands.

The two beautiful eyebrows were tangled together, and some doubted why the whistle rang after just exhaling.

Unexpectedly, when the little Fenghuang, who had never changed his color before the collapse of Mount Tai, was still so hopeless, Hu Yibai covered his face with a smile, it was so cute.

When he looked at the light screen again, Feng Ling had disappeared. He controlled Qi Mangying to chase after him, and the screen immediately switched to the room.

Seeing that the surrounding light is dim, the curtain beside the bed should be lowered.

Before Hu Yibai realized what he was going to do, the next moment he saw a well-proportioned, white and flawless body naked.

Feng Ling seemed to be looking for a set of clothes to change into, so she took off the clothes on her body.

Hu Yibai quickly turned his face away, guilt and curiosity went hand in hand, although he was somewhat disdainful, but he also did this to protect the safety of Little Phoenix.

But it's only been a few months, and it has gained a lot of flesh than before. Although it is all firm and lean flesh, the lines are much better than the skinny look before.

Hu Yibai suddenly remembered that his shoulder was seriously injured before, and he bled so much on the sword trial field, he wondered if he was healed now.

Otherwise, take another look, just look at the shoulder...

After convincing himself in this way, he slowly turned his gaze back, but this time Feng Ling had already changed into a cloud brocade robe, the red girdle outlined the perfect waistline, and the white center was red, elegant and agile.

Hu Yibai slowly wrinkled his face, the clothes must have been put on too quickly.

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