The villains are all my vests

Chapter 227 Once upon a time there was a Cangming Mountain (19)

At that time, Zhaolu hadn't retreated every day like it is now.

Occasionally, when Chao Lu went to the back mountain, Gu Zhihuan and Song Yufeng were like wild horses that had run loose, they always had to toss something to feel at ease.

Gu Zhihuan was too lazy to entangle with Song Yufeng, and often hid in the library to read books by himself.

One day I got sleepy from reading, and fell asleep next to the bookshelf in a daze.

In a trance, I always feel that something is pulling me.

Every book and tree in Zangshu Pavilion has become extremely small.

The entire Cangming Mountain was exposed under his feet.

Gu Zhihuan was still young, so he didn't know that this was the omen of drawing energy into his body and stepping into cultivation.

He only looked at his living environment from a strange perspective in a daze.

When she saw the back mountain, she paused for a moment, fearing that Zhao Lu would find out, she didn't look any further, so she put her mind back.

Dangling, Gu Zhihuan went back to Zangshu Pavilion, and accidentally saw a winding passageway going down.

Gu Zhihuan felt a little weird.

She had stayed in the Library Pavilion for so long, and she didn't know that there was this passage before.

Could it be that I haven't noticed it all the time?

Gu Zhihuan paused, and boldly walked in.

At the end of the passage is a dark cave.

There are many broken books inside.

As soon as you enter, you can smell the damp smell.

Gu Zhihuan curiously leaned over to see what it was, as soon as his hand touched the book, Gu Zhihuan felt a chill down his back, as if someone was staring at him.

She was a little dazed.

It stands to reason that he is only in a spiritual state now, and it is impossible to be discovered by others.

The only person on the mountain who has cultivated himself finds himself in retreat in the back mountain.

Out of caution, Gu Zhihuan turned his head and saw a somewhat tall black figure standing behind him.

Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, he couldn't see clearly, but it gave Gu Zhihuan a terrible pressure.

Gu Zhihuan was startled.

She had never seen this person in Cangming Mountain.

After a pause, Gu Zhihuan boldly looked at that person: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The man's voice was extremely hoarse, with a trace of inexplicable hostility: "Little guy, no one has asked me this question for a long time."

Gu Zhihuan frowned secretly.

Generally speaking, the implication is that this person is definitely not an unknown junior.

But why did he appear in the library pavilion of the Cangming sect?
Did it break in?
Master know?
Gu Zhihuan pursed her lips, and held the mahogany sword at her waist calmly.

The man glanced at her sword and raised his hand: "It's quite courageous."

His hands were bluish white, exuding an extremely uncomfortable dead air.

sombre.

Gu Zhihuan instinctively wanted to avoid it, but no matter how she moved, that hand seemed to be following her tightly.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Zhihuan felt his hand land on her forehead.

cold.

It was bone cold.

Gu Zhihuan couldn't help shivering.

The next moment, the whole person was slapped casually by that hand, and bounced out from the bottom of Zangshu Pavilion.

When he woke up again, Gu Zhihuan was on the Zangshu Pavilion.

Song Yufeng squatted in front of her with a brush, obviously trying to draw a circle on her face while she was sleeping.

Black ink dripped onto the hem of Gu Zhihuan's clothes.

Song Yufeng was quite frightened.

It doesn't matter if you get caught doing bad things, but Song Yufeng knows that Gu Zhihuan loves to be clean to the point of heinous.

He suddenly felt hopeless that my life was over.

But Gu Zhihuan ignored him, and immediately ran towards the bottom of the library after waking up.

The channel is still in place.

Gu Zhihuan made it down smoothly.

The cave was empty.

It seemed that everything before was just a dream of Gu Zhihuan.

Song Yufeng followed Gu Zhihuan and ran down: "Elder Sister, what are you looking for? It's strange, since when is there a cave here?"

Gu Zhihuan's expression was ugly.

I found the trail back then with ease.

Gu Zhihuan stood on the steps for a moment.

Originally, Gu Zhihuan always thought that the man in black that day broke into the Cangming faction.

Now that I think about it, maybe, he has always been under the noses of everyone...

Does Chaolu know?
Gu Zhihuan heard the sound of his heart beating violently in his chest, and his throat tightened.

At that moment, Gu Zhihuan was so focused on the man in black that she almost forgot that the moment she got the book when she was young, she vaguely caught a glimpse of the words on the book—Moxiu.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Zhihuan tried his best to gather his mind and walked down the steps.

The cave was still dim and dark.

Can't really see anything.

But Gu Zhihuan's cultivation level is different now, even in the dark, he can clearly see the scene inside the cave.

The cave is horribly crude.

Except for a two-meter-long stone step, there is not even a bookshelf.

The books on the ground are getting more and more rotten.

An unspeakable mildewy smell came over the face.

Gu Zhihuan rolled up his sleeves, picked up a tattered ancient book from the ground with his slender fingers.

If Song Yufeng were here, he would probably scream again.

After all, even after Gu Zhihuan instructed him to draw a talisman, he had to wash his hands carefully three times when he returned home.

There is no dust on the ancient book, but the yellow-brown cover is covered with mildew.

Gu Zhihuan's eyes fell on the book cover.

In the black handwriting, it was written like a dragon and a phoenix - Moxiu.

Gu Zhihuan's heart sank.

She wanted to let go almost instinctively.

She never imagined that there would be such a thing in the library pavilion of the Cangming School.

For a moment, Gu Zhihuan felt that the books in his hands were worth more than a thousand dollars.

Her hand holding the book trembled slightly.

For a moment, Gu Zhihuan even felt that he should just leave and forget about this matter.

However, Gu Zhihuan still opened the book in his hand.

It is as simple and clear as the book cover, and the magic repair method recorded in the book is also easy to understand.

Different from the violent and bloody cultivation methods that Gu Zhihuan imagined, the things recorded in this book are even similar to the cultivation methods of the Cangming School that Gu Zhihuan has read.

It can be called upright.

Gu Zhihuan put the book back in confusion.

She bent down on the floor and picked up another copy.

This book is not a magic cultivator, but a directory of Cangming sect's past generations of disciples.

Gu Zhihuan had turned to this book when she was very young, but she hadn't read it at the time, and when she tried to look for it later, she couldn't find it, and she didn't expect it to be hidden in this cave.

Gu Zhihuan had already read the previous content.

They are all biographies of the big and small figures of the Cangming School.

But probably the Cangming faction is not Zhong Lingmingxiu, and the deeds of these people are not sensational.

Suddenly, Gu Zhihuan stopped turning the pages of the book.

She flipped through the gaps between the pages and saw the broken corners caught in the pages, as if a page in the middle had been torn out of thin air.

Gu Zhihuan was stunned.

She flipped through it carefully and found that several pages were missing intermittently in the middle of the book.

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