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Chapter 3 Dreamland
Then Bian Zhide has put down his harsh words, so how could he continue to send rice, grains and vegetables, and make such an act of enlisting the enemy.

Now that he is in a predicament, he still needs to think carefully, but fortunately, Chu Sheng still has the card of Chu Zhihong in his hand.

After leaving the wooden house, Chu Sheng looked around, but it was a small courtyard. There was a mulberry tree planted in the courtyard. Embellished with green leaves, it seems to be wearing a green robe from top to bottom.

In memory, it is somewhat fuzzy.

When I was young, I practiced martial arts under this mulberry tree, and my body was well established, but the foundation was erected.

But it is a pity that in martial arts, when you change your literary path, you only have the foundation, and you never really get off the ground.Then he returned to martial arts, but he had already seen the prosperity and comfort, and it was not easy to practice martial arts day and night.

Lifting one's feet, one can see that there are many other wooden houses nearby, which must be the residence of the previous disciples. It is the Longshou Peak that occupies it, but it is still at the bottom.

With something in mind, Chu Sheng walked casually along the way. The early spring sun was shining brightly, and the warmth that came made the chill in his chest subside a little.

Suddenly, he raised his head and stopped, looking at a slightly larger courtyard in the middle.

This is the place of the sect master, Chu Feng is an inflexible person, he thinks that the sect master should be dignified, so he lives here alone.

Pushing open the door and entering, I saw grass growing all over the courtyard, and an old servant in ragged clothes was bending over to clean it up. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old servant looked up, his cloudy old eyes were full of numbness, and his stooped body was even more bent. He turned, "Master."

Chu Sheng waved his hand slightly, but he also had an impression of the old man. He thought that the old man was among the people scattered around after his father died. Unexpectedly, he never left, but stayed here.

"Anyone with a discerning eye knows that my Longshoumen will soon decline. Three years ago, three mountains and thirteen summits, my father won the first peak of the thirteen peaks, Longshoufeng, and he was about to give it up. Why didn't you leave?"

Although the overall strength of Longshoumen ranks at the bottom of the Three Mountains and Thirteen Peaks, Chu Feng is a martial idiot, and after concentrating on practicing martial arts, his kung fu is quite impressive.However, there may be gains and losses, how can Wu Chi manage the school well, so he lived in Longshou Peak for five years, but the overall strength of Longshoumen did not improve much.

"Where can the old servant go?" The old servant smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like spider webs, "I don't know why the head is here? But you want to move here?"

"Hey" Chu Sheng flicked his sleeves and sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, "Let's wait until we pass this hurdle temporarily, and go get the so-called treasures hidden by father."

As a martial idiot, it is naturally difficult to pursue the secret books of exercises, not to mention that everyone has a collection habit in their hearts, and Chu Feng is naturally like this.

Not long after he sat down, Chu Sheng saw the old servant coming with a stack of books. He raised his eyebrows slightly. He really didn't expect that the old servant was still in a hurry. In addition to his aging appearance, he The spirit has not declined, nor has it aged.

"Master, here are 32 secret books of moves in total."

After saying that, he put down the books, and went straight back to the room. After a while, he brought back another stack of books, "This is the secret book of instrumental techniques, and there are twelve volumes in total."

At this point, he stood aside and said nothing.

Chu Sheng smiled and nodded at the old servant, "Have you read them all?"

"Naturally. It's just that the old servant is old, so it's hard to practice."

After laughing, Chu Sheng picked a few books at random and opened them to read. This one was called "Sweeping Serial Slash" and that one was called "Hook Ge Grip Boxing". They were all inferior moves. Although Chu Sheng was not good at martial arts, he had already practiced these skills when he was young.

Simply having nothing to do, he also had expectations for the so-called martial arts in this world, so Chu Sheng calmed down and read these books one by one.

After reading about five or six volumes, it was already in the afternoon, and his weak body couldn't help feeling a little tired, so Chu Sheng went to his room to take a nap, and the old servant put a total of 44 volumes of move cheats into a separate room. in the room, and then quietly left the yard.

In spring, when the trees were taking leaves and ears, Chu Sheng gradually fell into sleep.

He didn't know whether he was conscious or unconscious, Chu Sheng just felt that his soul was floating and without any foundation. His eyes were filled with white light, and he was in a place where everything was white. He was a little confused, wandering randomly without knowing where he was going. with.

I don't know where I went, nor how long I have been traveling, I only know that the white light gradually dissipated, and a simple and simple pavilion gradually appeared in the light.

There was some emptiness in his consciousness, he didn't think about where it was, and he didn't think about where he was. Chu Sheng was going to push the door rashly and enter. However, the moment he pushed the door, he couldn't help but look up and saw There is a plaque on the lintel with three large characters written on it.

"Heshan Room"

On both sides, there is a couplet hanging, which is: "Flying snow shoots the white deer, and the laughing book hero leans on the biyuan".

Chu Sheng frowned and stood there for a long time before he opened the door and entered. Inside was a small courtyard with luxuriant vegetation, and the corners seemed to have been carefully tended, with some unknown plants specially planted.On one side is a stone table and bench, and an ordinary old man with a slightly stooped face is writing something.There is a wooden building in the courtyard, but the building is towering and tall, and the upper part is hidden in the white light above.

The old man stopped writing, looked at Chu Sheng, and asked, "What can you teach me?"

The face of the old man could not be seen clearly, as if it was separated by a layer of veil. Everything seemed to be guided by the dark, and Chu Sheng couldn't help but blurted out: "But there are some classic moves for the master."

I don’t know when there were a few more books in his hand. Chu Sheng didn’t have time to read them carefully, so he put them in front of the stone table. He glanced at them from the corner of his eye. They were the five or six volumes of move classics he had read during the day, but they were all " Sweeping Chain Slashing", "Hook and Grip Boxing" and the like.

The old man sat down and picked it up one by one to look through it. After a while, he sighed slightly, "It's just [spells]."

The so-called [skill] refers to the movement, fist and foot martial arts and the like.

"Six volumes count as thirty points, you go!"

All the six moves and classics flew up and flew towards the pavilion. Chu Sheng hurriedly followed behind, and saw the door of the pavilion opened, and six books flew into it.Chu Sheng paused in front of the door, turned around and saluted the old man, and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, is your surname Jin?"

The old man didn't answer, he just followed his pen and went about his own business.

Chu Sheng called out a few more times. Maybe the old man didn't want to answer, so he didn't respond at all. He had no choice but to let himself in.

The six volumes of books turned into streamers, and they searched for their places in the pavilions without saying a word.

Chu Sheng lingered in it, but read them one by one.

The first floor seems to be an exhibition stand, and all the weapons are placed on the walls.

What is placed on this side is a thin stick, which is completely green. I don't know what kind of material it is. It seems to be green bamboo, but it has a smooth and warm texture, and it seems to be made of jade.The body of the stick is about one foot longer than the single sword, and there is a small jade ring tied at the top, which looks ordinary.

There is a nameplate at the bottom, and the inscription: [Green Jade Staff].

On the other side is a pair of swords, the blades are more than four feet long, the scabbard emits a faint layer of green energy, and the scabbard is inlaid with gold thread, which is the word "Yitian".The knife has no sheath, and the blade is black. It looks neither gold nor iron. The blade is in the shape of a moon and a half arc. The edge has no blade, but it is cold and air-conditioned, which is quite intimidating.

Chu Sheng leaned over and looked down, and felt that there was a cold pavement, and there was a note on the nameplate below: [Dragon Slaying]

Chu Sheng walked away again, and in another corner, there was a strange golden sword placed. The sword was curved like a snake, with a trace of blood, and emitted a dark green light. The sword tip was divided. Cross, like a spirit snake spitting out a message.Its shape is peculiar, the whole sword is like a coiled snake, the tail of the snake is hooked into the hilt, the head of the snake is the tip of the sword, and the two forks of the tip of the sword are the forks of the snake letter.

The next book: [Golden Snake Sword].

All are magical weapons.

Chu Sheng tried one by one, but none of them were advisable.

Full of regret, he went up to the second floor.

(End of this chapter)