Outside the south gate, there is an ancient tree on the mountain road leading to Ligong Jianyuan. Zhuo Bingchun leaned against the trunk. He seemed to be old. Once he stood for a long time, he felt a little sore in his waist. When the powerful and sharp aura came over, Master Zhuo was just rubbing his waist and whispering in his mouth.

Bei Zangfeng was still holding his book, lowering his head slightly, and the sharp breath of sword-like sword scraped across his body, blew his clothes and flew his hair, as if he didn't feel Zhuge Dan's powerful aura, but because he had a reaction because he couldn't read the book safely.

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhuge Dan, and said in a low tone: "What a strong breath."

Chen Qiubai stood with a sword, and narrowed his eyes slightly because of the sharp breath of his face. His white clothes were as smooth as snow, like a god of war, and said, "This is the monk outside the mountain who crossed the threshold of the fifth realm. Although his aura is powerful, it is very messy. After all, he is forcibly plundering other people's spiritual energy from the sea of ​​Qi, and I seem to be a little excited."

Bei Zangfeng rolled up the book in his hand and put it into his chest and said, "There is no way to read the book well."

Chen Qiubai looked at him with a smile and said, "Although I don't understand why you can't finish reading the book you have read for several years, it is indeed not the time to read it quietly. We have never fought side by side."

Bei Zangfeng said: "Because I have read it many times, I actually finished reading this book on the first day, but this book is very interesting and I have never been willing to let go."

Chen Qiubai shook his head slightly when he ignored Bei Zangfeng's so-called fight with one another, and asked curiously: "Then what book can you see?"

The books in Bei Zangfeng's hand have always been a mystery.

Because the book has no name on the seal, and no one has read the contents of the book except Bei Zangfeng.

Bei Zangfeng did not hesitate and said, "It is a certain volume in "Zongheng Scroll", and people in the world should have read it."

Chen Qiubai said in surprise: "Is it the "Zongheng Scroll" written by Yiren with the pen name Tang Hongyu? Isn't it recorded in it that the younger generation of practitioners in the world who have accomplished some achievements? It's not a story book, right? And there is no reason to say that although you are a swordsman, you are a disciple of the academy and half a scholar, how could you like reading such books?"

Bei Zangfeng thought about it carefully and said, "The content in "Zongheng Scroll" is very interesting, and the author Tang Hongyu seems to know me very well. There are many things about me in the book. I actually don't have much interest in anything. This book is the only thing that interests me. Perhaps the description of me in the eyes of outsiders can make me find myself better. This is a very interesting thing in itself."

Bei Zangfeng seemed to be very interested in this matter, and then said: "The author of this book also wrote a volume of young practitioners he recorded as the protagonists, but they were never shown in front of the world. I was lucky enough to get a volume that recorded my story."

Chen Qiubai's surprised expression gradually turned into a smile and said, "This is really interesting. In this way, there should be an extra volume with me as the protagonist. It seems that I should also come and have a look."

Bei Zangfeng said: "The academy contains a lot. I don't know if there is any description of you. If you have time, you can find it yourself."

The academy includes many books in the world, but it is hard to find, and even the ancient books that have been written by the academy are all included in the academy's library. They were brought back when they were walking around the world by countless ancestors. Of course, it also contains the extras of the personal collection of "Zong and Heng Scrolls" written by Yiren Tang Hongyu.

"Hey! Have you two talked enough? Pay attention to what occasion is now!"

Ning Haoran, who was facing Zhuge Dan's sharp and powerful aura as sharp as a sword, finally couldn't help but interrupt the inexplicable conversation between Chen Qiubai and Bei Zangfeng.

Chen Qiubai and Bei Zangfeng quickly returned to their serious appearance.

Although Bei Zangfeng's calm face had never passed by.

However, at this moment, Zhuge Dan seemed to suddenly notice something, and the sharp breath dissipated into the wild. He turned his head to look at the streets inside the south city gate.

Silence for a moment.

The sharp aura climbed again.

Zhuge Dan looked at the empty street with a serious expression, "Since you are here, why bother pretending to be a ghost and show up!"

The streets in the city are still silent.

Chen Qiubai and others didn't say anything, and they all felt the extremely weak aura.

Because it is extremely restrained, it seems weak.

This does not mean that the visitor is really weak.

And there is more than one breath.

At this time, Zhuo Bingchun, who was leaning against the tree trunk, finally took a deep breath and murmured: "It's time to open the net to catch big fish."

At some point, at the moment before dawn, a dark cloud floated over, blocking the faint light again.

There is a wind blowing.

Then three figures fell from the sky.

The old man wearing a blue shirt.

A handsome man in a white shirt.

A middle-aged man wearing a mysterious suit and a solemn expression.

Xue Wangyou, the director of Ligong Jianyuan.

The head of Tianshu Courtyard, Jiang Tingyu.

Xu Hexian, the head of Xuan Zhengsi.

It was quiet outside the south city gate.

Chen Qiubai and others looked clear.

Zhuge Dan looked at the three people falling from the sky with a serious expression. The aura they emitted was very powerful.

Apart from the middle-aged man wearing a mysterious suit, the ones he was most afraid of were the old man in blue and the man in white.
Chapter completed!