After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

There is something wrong with this pill!Can't watch anymore.

He held his breath, turned his head, and bit his lower lip tightly. The slight pain made his consciousness gradually clear.

Jiang Yu grabbed the small kit on the table and threw it aside. The small pill the size of a glass bead fell to the ground and rolled around.

Now that the matter has come to this, he decided to go down the mountain quickly, stay away from the master, and save his life.Since Lord Yun Lin refused to accept him as an apprentice, he certainly wouldn't care that the Qingli Sect lost an inconspicuous little servant from now on.

Outdoors, the moonlight was like water, brightening the hall, and the whole area here was full of identical small thatched cottages, which were probably the residences of the servants of the outer gate.

Passing through this area, thousands of steps go down, and the steps extending far away appear in front of the eyes. The steps pass through the clouds and mist, hazy, but faintly visible, and the end of the steps is the mountain gate.

Jiang Yu was puzzled and cautiously walked down a few steps.

The more I walked, the more painful it became.

It was as dry and hot as the true qi in the body was out of control just now, and it was painful and restless.He had to stop, holding his mouth to catch his breath.If you go back a few steps, the heat will subside a bit.A few more steps forward, all the muscles and bones in the whole body seemed to be pulled out again, and the knees trembled uncontrollably.According to this form, he can turn into dust on the steps without going to the gate of the mountain.

This demonic energy must be determined to nail him to Qingli Sect, waiting to be discovered by Lord Yunlin and deal with him.

There must be a way, he turned his head, and there was a hall facing the steps, and the words Zangshuge faintly glowed under the moonlight.

Sure enough, the pain can be relieved by staying away from the mountain gate, so Jiang Yu slipped into the library.

Although the main hall is called Zangshu Pavilion, there is only one book in total.The book was nailed to a small table in the center of the main hall. It seemed that the Qingli Sect's library was only for browsing and not for borrowing.

He seized the time to browse, trying to find any useful information.

The moment he opened it, the empty hall was suddenly filled with people. Behind him, two rows lined up. The disciples of the sect were dressed in white disciple robes, holding scriptures, and bowed forward to salute.And directly in front of him, standing close to him was a handsome man as carved from white jade, with sword-shaped brows drawn into his temples, and red eyes slightly protruding, like gold like tin, and jade like jade.

The man looked at him, but there was no warmth or interaction in his eyes.

This is definitely Lord Yunlin, Yu Chengzhou of Qingli Sect.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but hold his breath, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched an empty space, only then was he sure that what he was seeing was just a virtual image.

Different from the illusion created by mobilizing the demon just now, this is so real that no matter how much he shakes his head and blinks his eyes, it will not dissipate.The holograms of the modern world are nothing more than that.

"Recite." Jun Yunlin's thin lips parted lightly.Then the sound of chanting echoed throughout the hall, and he himself recited the mantra softly.However, he remained motionless, refusing to take half a step away from the small stage.

It's too cruel to record the morning reading to scare people.

Jiang Yu intruded into other people's morning reading, and now he is still standing in the position of his class representative, enjoying the kissing gift from his teacher. He is so guilty that no matter how beautiful his face is, he can't bear it, so he lowers his head and flips through the book quickly.

"The energy of the devil way attacks the heart and lungs, disrupts the sea of ​​consciousness..." It really does!Jiang Yu quickly lowered his head and read carefully.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Holographic Yunlin seemed to be taking a step closer, and the breath he exhaled was cool, sweeping past Jiang Yu's ears, like a cat's claws scratching someone's palm.

Jiang Yu clenched his lower lip, his whole body trembled, his mind was chaotic, and he pointed at the words, but couldn't read any of them.Is this aura fake? Does this Xiu master 4D technology?

A drop of blood fell onto the yellow-brown paper, and it bloomed into a small blood flower.He has a nosebleed.

It's not that exciting to be blown face to face by the beautiful master, it's probably because the devilish energy in his body has become restless again.He put his hands to his nose and concentrated on the book.

It’s blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, [-] pages full of how to infuse gas, how many times to infuse, what are the clinical side effects of gas infusion, what are the symptoms after stopping gas infusion, what are the possible sequelae, and “allergies please Immediately deactivate".

Although the small characters are densely packed and connected into one piece, someone carefully marked the key points with dansha color and circled many small circles.It's just that at first glance, there is a sea of ​​red, all of which are the key points.

"The blood vessels are black, and the internal breath is disordered..." That's right...

"Really restless, abdominal distending pain..." Suddenly felt...

"Bleeding from the seven orifices, sinking into the illusion..." It's a real hammer!

The more he looked at it, the colder his heart became, as if the loess had already buried his neck.

My symptoms corresponded one-to-one with the book, and it seemed that he was the one who had sequelae and allergic reactions. In the diagram, he was terminally ill, and the four-legged stickman was exactly like him.But this book just refuses to explain any solution for a long time.

This book is probably not stolen by the Qingli Sect from other people's Demon Dao. It is a training book on how to lure people into demons. Poor review!

The scope is too large, the whole book is the focus, bad review!

The next two pages seemed to be glued together. Jiang Yu didn't dare to tear them apart. He turned over for a while and glanced at the back. "I thought for a while, this seems to be what Mr. Yunlin wants to practice in the original book.

A cool breeze flashed behind him, the air tightened, and a palm slashed down, hitting the back of his neck directly.

It hurts, but compared to the restless demon energy in the body, it's like scratching an itch.

Jiang Yu quickly turned around and stepped aside.As soon as his hand left the book, the two rows of early reading students disappeared automatically, leaving only the one standing in front of him, not a phantom.

"A mere servant of the outer sect, what are you doing here?" The strange boy was also wearing a disciple's uniform, holding a mahogany sword, and raised his eyebrows displeased, as if he was very dissatisfied that he didn't kill the opponent with one palm, "Not a sect Regular children are not allowed to enter, and they are not allowed to enter outside the time of morning reading and evening training."

Apparently, Jiang Yu from the irregular army saluted and wanted to slip away, not wanting to have a long talk with him about the rules and regulations of the family.

"Stop!" The young man yelled at him, "What are you doing reading this book? You have the worst qualifications and shallow spiritual power. You are the only one who entered the mountain in the same batch. No master is willing to accept you. You can't read a single word of this book. You can steal it!" Learn something!"

Hearing this sense of superiority, Jiang Yu's leaving figure paused. He seemed to have met Chi Xiao, the second last in the sect?

"Tai Shang forgets feelings, forgets feelings and achieves success." He recited aloud.

Chi Xiao fell silent, staring at him firmly.

Very good, Jiang Yu was refreshed, straightened his back, corrected his expression, and then said, "To achieve great achievements...to achieve great achievements without admiration for fame, without admiration for fame and not to be happy with things, not to be happy with things and not to be sad with oneself... ..."

Made up now.Just read a sentence.

Seeing that he didn't respond, and he was still a little absorbed in listening, Jiang Yu understood that he would definitely not be able to read that book.

With a straight face, Jiang Yu shook his head, scrambling to the front of the ancient book while picking up words and mixing ancient prose.

Take a peek at the real text, "Taiyi Sanqing begins with ordinary people".

Turn your back, Taiyi what?Take another look, Taiyi Sanqing.Turn your back, what kind of sanqing?

Chi Xiao: ...

Realizing that he had been fooled, while Jiang Yu was about to turn around again, he slashed at Jiang Yu's back again with the wooden sword in his hand.

The second sneak attack was not so easy to succeed. Jiang Yu easily dodged, and Wufa flicked the sword slightly.But the next moment, as if he was pinched left and right by someone with a gong, his brain buzzed, and the hotness in his body exploded, spreading to every corner of his body, toes, and between fingers, which was unstoppable His anxiety and anger filled the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and the magic energy no longer just stayed in the heart and lungs, it surged up rapidly.

This magic is really on top!

Jiang Yu subconsciously squatted down with his knees hugged, curling himself up.

But the boy who didn't know what was good or bad tapped the tip of his nose lightly with his sword, "Hey, if you win, I'll give you my master. If you lose, you'll get out."

"Who cares about your master!" Jiang Yu couldn't hold back anymore, he walked around the wooden sword almost reflexively, grabbed Chi Xiao's wrist, pulled his whole arm back, and kicked his back at the same time .

Clean and agile, standard grappling self-defense technique.

With the blessing of magic energy, Jiang Yu at this time is a master of self-defense in the activity center of the community, and the originator of magic capture.

Chi Xiao's arm snapped crisply.

Jiang Yu woke up suddenly, his anxiety dissipated a bit, he quickly relaxed, "I let go, stop beating, run for your life."

Chi Xiao nodded slightly.But when Jiang Yu let go, he took a few steps back, adjusted his position, raised his sword and raised his legs, muttering something, and rushed over.

The Qingli sect is indeed the number one sect in the world, its teaching methods are very effective, even the posture of the penultimate sect is so graceful, and its swordsmanship is so imposing.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw that the visitor changed his posture the moment he rushed towards him, slamming eastward and westward, voluntarily abandoning his sword, and swinging his fist instead, the fist brushed past his cheek with a strong wind.

"How can you punch accurately with your eyes closed, open your eyes quickly." He was a little anxious for the opponent.

Because this punch couldn't hurt Jiang Yu, but it really angered the demonic energy in his body. Gradually, his eyes seemed to be covered with a shady curtain, the veins in his limbs bulged, his mania reached a critical point, and his body was about to suffer. control.

Demon energy bestows supreme spiritual power on people, but it is obviously not responsible for teaching people to fight.

Losing control, Jiang Yu could only use self-defense deep in his subconscious.He had no spiritual power, but he couldn't cast spells, and he fought back and forth with the penultimate one, the rookies pecked at each other, and chicken feathers fell all over the place.

In the end, he kicked Chi Xiao over, gained the upper hand, overwhelmed him, grabbed his neck with one hand, picked up the wooden sword with the other, and pointed it at Chi Xiao's chest.

The wooden sword is not sharpened, at best it can smash people out of bruises.

"I admit defeat!" Chi Xiao quickly surrendered, his face not blushing and his heart beating, "Wait, why is black smoke rising from your forehead, do you want to take a pee and take care of it?"

Jiang Yu was more than just smoking black smoke. His whole body was enveloped in black mist, and he lost his consciousness. What he saw was a scene he had never seen before, and he was chanting an unheard formula in his mouth.

What he stared at was not a thin boy in white clothes, but an abyss where a sea of ​​flames jumped.

There were several bangs, and under the coercion of the huge internal force, the nanmu floor of the main hall of Zangshu Pavilion was centered on them, radiating and cracking, and huge spider web-like cracks spiraled.

The wooden sword flashed a red light, and it touched the young man's chest.A bladeless sword can also pierce a hole here with pure qi.

Chi Xiao held his breath, not because of panic, but because he couldn't breathe. The powerful internal force was released, and the air flow in front of him was evacuated. He didn't need to be stabbed, he was going to die soon.

He didn't know how things turned out like this, he clearly just wanted to be brave and scare the other party, but he was still a little bit reluctant to let Jiang Yu leave the sect, after all, he was the only one who could put himself at the bottom.

How to do?

Suddenly, a jade sword penetrated into the aura, cut through the turbulent airflow, and stabbed Jiang Yu's left shoulder straight through, piercing him.This sword was so powerful that it directly led him back and nailed him to the nanmu floor.

Chi Xiao finally regained his breath, and scrambled to the side.

A black air leaked out along the jade sword groove.

The heat in Jiang Yu's body calmed down, and he regained consciousness and normal vision.

At first glance, there was a person squatting in front of him, with bright eyebrows and starry eyes, and a jade face that was cold.This is the third Yun Linjun I have seen in just a few hours.

The first two are fake, so this one...

Jiang Yu reached out and touched the face in front of him.

Hey, the real Mr. Yunlin is ice and hard, the real one is even more fake than the projected illusion.

With a second glance, he turned his head and saw the long sword that pierced through his left shoulder. The black air was still wrapped around the sword, refusing to dissipate.

He took a deep breath, and realized that he was in unbearable pain and that he was about to die.

It was agreed that I would die after the third gas infusion, who dragged my progress bar!