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Chapter 187 Deciphering the Great Adventure 9
When the halo got closer, both of them could see its appearance clearly.

About two meters tall, it is wearing a large white robe, which flutters in the wind, and its whole body is wrapped in a hazy halo. Its face is covered with a layer of ever-changing fog, and a pair of numb and cold eyes are exposed. Outside the fog, staring straight ahead.

A candle was burning quietly on its chest, unaffected by the night wind at all.

It flies barefoot above the water waves, and at its speed, it only needs ten breaths to get here.

Chen Xuan grabbed Lan Shuying and mounted his flying sword, and flew towards the stone wall obliquely, giving way to the white shadow.

When it was gone, Lan Shuying looked at Chen Xuan: "What is that?"

Wearing white clothes, holding a white candle, and defiant... Does this world's A Piao have such virtues?
Chen Xuan's whole body relaxed, and he actually felt like he was alive after a catastrophe.

"Witch guard."

He solemnly reminded: "This guy is irrational and will kill all living creatures that stand in his way. When you see him in the future, you must be careful to avoid them. As long as you don't get in front, they won't bother you."

"they?"

It sounds like a lot.

"Well, I've met them three times in the periphery. They have the same body shape, and you need to use your spiritual sense to tell the difference. The witch guards will kill all those who stand in the way. From invincible hands, even, they can't see how they shot at all. .”

"Then I would like to take a look..."

Lan Shuying said, quietly followed.

The witch guard's body is substantial, but under the influence of the halo, it looks somewhat illusory, and there is no aura of a living person on his body.

She hung the flying sword behind it, keeping a safe distance of about 30 meters.

I don't know when the water in Tianhe became red.

It was only then that Lan Shuying realized that the Wu Wei hadn't moved a bit and was just flying by himself, but the living things in Tianhe had died silently.

A peach blossom crocodile in the late Jindan period heaved and fell on the water, its throat was cut by a sharp knife, and blood gurgled into the river.But it seemed to be fixed, it was still alive, but it didn't move until it turned into a corpse.

Jindan is like this, let alone others.

The huge Tianhe has been reduced to a slaughterhouse.

The downstream creatures sensed danger from the bloody water and dived into the deep bottom one after another. The witch guard just left the bloody river all the way and plunged into the dense forest.

"Now you see it." Chen Xuan appeared behind her.

Lan Shuying nodded and asked a key question: "Brother, why are they called Wuwei?"

Turning Chen Xuan down again, he was silent for two seconds: "My uncle said that."

"Why don't you ask?"

Chen Xuan said with a stiff face: "He went out to travel and did not return for fourteen years..."

"...Maybe uncle and aunt know?"

"The three of them, walking together..." Chen Xuan sighed, telling the truth.

According to Lan Shuying's understanding, the matter is as follows:

Of the four major families when Longmen was first built, the Chen family was ranked last, not because they were weak, but because the family's nature was too rough. Most of the descendants of the past generations ran out when they broke through to Yuanying. The higher the realm, the less people will be seen. .

This caused Lan Shuying to look at Chen Xuan now, and always felt that standing in front of her was not a reliable senior brother, but an older left-behind child.

She muttered to herself: "If they are called witch guards, then they must have something to protect. How many are there, what is their strength, and what are they protecting..."

Lan Shuying murmured a few words of Wu Wei's name in her mind, and what she thought of was the image she had seen before - the snow-eyed girl named "Wu".

Wu Wei, is it related to her?
"The Book Collection Pavilion in Longmen has existed for thousands of years, maybe it contains the answer you want." Chen Xuan made a seemingly reliable suggestion.

Although she didn't get the corpse of the target Peach Blossom Crocodile King this time, it was not a loss for Lan Shuying. At least she got five vats of the Crocodile King's blood.

And that witch guard, she has a strong premonition, following this clue to investigate will be of great help to her exploration.

The most important thing is that she beheaded King Crocodile, and she has already obtained the realization she wanted.

Breaking through the golden core is just a matter of thought.

However, cultivation pays attention to success, Lan Shuying did not retreat immediately after returning to Longmen, but went to Zangshu Pavilion.

The news of her being accepted as a disciple by Yin Longquan has already spread, and the Longmen disciples met on the road, whether they are from the inner sect or the outer sect, are very polite to her. They usually call her Senior Sister, and there are a few who call her Senior Uncle.

The Zangshu Pavilion is divided into nine layers, which is majestic and occupies a large area.

She entered the first floor and was suddenly stopped by someone.

She happened to recognize the person on duty today, it was Chen Qing who went to kill the Jindan beast together.

Chen Qing persuaded the guard who blocked her to leave, and greeted her cheerfully.

This person is good at detection, he looks rough and straightforward, but in fact he has a delicate mind and knows how to win people over, so he took the initiative to tell her the floors and bookshelves where the books of Talisman are recorded.

Lan Shuying thanked him for his kindness, but she didn't come here today to read those, but to find out about the catastrophe and the witch guards.

Chen Qing went back to the table to check for a while, his eyes hesitated, and he said with emotion: "Junior Sister Hua has a Dao problem."

"how do I say this?"

Chen Qing smiled wryly: "Junior Sister, if you want to know about Wu Wei, there are a few anecdotes about the southeast on the sixth-floor A-character bookshelf, which should have records... But those are just rumors, and they can only be read as stories. But About the catastrophe..."

"Is there no record?"

"Yes, yes, but..."

"The matter of the catastrophe has already been sealed by the emperor. Although there is a record in the library, it is listed as a forbidden book on the ninth floor and is not open to the public!" A loud voice cut off Chen Qing's stammering words.

Chen Qing looked up, and gave the black-faced uncle a disciple salute.

"I am the head of the housekeeper, Yin Hongwu! Your master Yin Longquan is my younger brother."

There was an intimacy in his tone, but he was a stern and unselfish person, so he probably wouldn't make an exception for her because of this relationship.

Lan Shuying said slowly, "You look younger than him."

Yin Hongwu burst into a burst of laughter, patted the table and said, "You girl has such a sweet mouth, but I still can't just let you in like this!"

Lan Shuying took out the token of the outer door given by Chen Xuan: "How many floors can this get me up to?"

He glanced at it and said with certainty: "At most five floors!"

"Then what about this one?" She showed the token of the elder Ke Qing that Yin Longquan had stuffed into her again.

Yin Hongwu's face suddenly pulled down, "This bastard..."

"Senior hasn't answered my question yet."

"Eight floors!"

"Then how can I borrow the books on the ninth floor?" Lan Shuying asked reluctantly.

"Unless your cultivation level is enough to be the master of a peak, or make enough contributions to Longmen!" He weighed her cultivation level, twisted his beard and said, "For example, donate a thousand Hercules Moving Mountain Talismans... The old man can allow you to go in and watch for half an hour."

(End of this chapter)