I'm just a local tyrant [Comprehensive martial arts]

The relationship between Ximen Lanxing and Yu Luocha is already riddled with holes like a hornet's nest, and they just want to maintain another balance that neither of them will break.Even though Yu Luocha had nearly blew himself up, and Ximen Lanxing also said the personal pronoun "my mother", the two of them could still chat very calmly.

"Hmm... My wife's ability to open a brothel is mainly related to her teacher's school, which can be regarded as a family tradition?" Yu Luocha said hesitantly, always feeling that this word was not used properly.

Teacher?

What kind of division specializes in brothels?

"It's not counting as the master's door opening a brothel, it means that the teacher's door and opening a brothel are related." Yu Luocha explained, and then moved to Ximen Lanxing's side to look at the book he took off the shelf. Book, obviously do not want to continue this topic.

Yu Luocha didn't know how to explain some of his mother's hobbies to Ximen Lanxing.

Ximen Lanxing's mother always has some weird little hobbies and unpredictable little tempers. You must know that she was a little demon girl who many people in the world could not handle.

Ximen Lanxing also turned his attention to the book in his hand.

The font on the book looks a bit old, Ximen Lanxing has to work hard to identify but can only make out a few words from it.This probably requires a calligrapher or an expert in pre-Qin culture to fully understand this book.

It is said to be a book, but in fact it is not made of paper, but rolled bamboo slips, and even the words on it have begun to dim, obviously a long time has passed.But even so, the bamboo slips did not have the problems that ordinary ancient books would have, as if they were well protected.

There are no wormholes on the bamboo slips, and the ropes on the bamboo slips are also intact.

Ximen Lanxing had also seen many ancient books before, most of which he could no longer read clearly, and they fell apart as soon as he picked them up. You can tell that those books are very old just by looking at their appearance.And in this study, all the books seem to be undamaged.

Ximen Lanxing looked through the books one by one, and unexpectedly found that the books on several shelves in the study were not arranged according to subject matter or author, but according to chronological order.

For example, on the bookshelf directly in front of Ximen Lanxing, most of them are bamboo slips, and there are some paper books on the bookshelf on the right.The quality of those papers is not as good as that made by the craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty today, but the ancient handwriting can be seen more clearly.

When he walked to the rightmost bookshelf, Ximen Lanxing found that many books on this shelf had been bound by the butterfly binding method from Tianzhu. This was probably after Master Xuanzang came back with the scriptures after going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships. The binding method that was passed down to the Tang Dynasty unexpectedly appeared in this study.

Could it be that someone has been collecting books for the Temple of War God?

Then who is this person, or is there a family similar to the tomb keeper doing this kind of thing?

It can't be that the Temple of God of War has opened the spiritual wisdom to replenish the study inventory for itself, right?

It's not martial arts, it's Xianxia!

Or is it that the dragon collects books?

Ximen Lanxing's brain hurts from thinking about it. What's happening now has exceeded his imagination and is still challenging his three views. If something wonderful happens, he will probably have to reorganize his three views, especially the scientific view. .

Random teleportation, book supplements, moving temples, and magic dragons, this series of occurrences really made Yu Luocha feel very miraculous, but the leader Yu has seen so many wonderful events at such a young age.So he stretched out his hand and rubbed Ximen Lanxing's head, "Don't think about it. Even if you can't understand some things now, there will always be an answer in the future."

After hearing this sentence, Ximen Lanxing raised his eyebrows, thinking that his cheap father had something to say.

"Let's think about how to get out of this room first." Yu Luocha walked to the door and found that the door was locked from the inside. There are some symbols on the lock that can be turned, which should be the unlocking of the lock. password.

Yu Luosha pulled the lock, but he didn't pull the lock open.

He dropped the lock, lifted his foot and kicked the door, but the door didn't budge.

Yu Luocha frowned and mobilized his internal strength, as if he felt that his martial arts were being suppressed in the Temple of War.

This is another point that makes Ximen Lanxing feel very magical.

In theory, this kind of suppression by something doesn't appear in Xianxia novels?

and many more……

Ximen Lanxing suddenly thought of a possibility, and he put his hand on Yu Luocha's wrist.

"It's poison." Ximen Lanxing got the answer by taking Yu Luocha's pulse.

According to Ximen Lanxing's reasoning, if there is really some cultivation base suppressing setting among immortals, then his own cultivation base will not be damaged, and even if he wants to work hard, it is not impossible to put his own cultivation base at the price of backlash. The cultivation base has been raised to the normal level.

At least... all the fairy tales he has read follow this logic.

But Yu Luocha's pulse condition is that he has completely lost his power, as if he can't mobilize any power from his dantian, it must be poisoned.

But, what kind of poison is it...

Ximen Lanxing is not good at learning, so I can't find out.

Upon hearing this, Yu Luocha sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusted her breathing and tried to exercise.

"That's true. If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have noticed it. This poison can make people lose their skills silently, but it can still make people unaware that they have lost their skills. It's really scary."

Ximen Lanxing also nodded worriedly.

What if his brother is also poisoned by this poison...

For the first time, Ximen Lanxing felt that he should learn how to make and detoxify from Wang Lianhua, so that he would not be so passive now.

"It's okay, I feel that this poison doesn't do much harm to me, and it should be fine after a while." Yu Luosha thought that the depressed expression on the younger son's face was because she was worried about him, so she comforted him.

Ximen Lanxing's mood is not any better.

He and his brother are separated, and if his brother encounters any danger after being poisoned, he can't help him.

However, through this wonderful poison, Ximen Lanxing's worries about the Temple of War God have been slightly reduced.

After all, compared to the illogical suppression setting of Xianxia cultivation base, the setting of poison is more scientific and realistic.

As long as the War God Temple is scientific, they should not encounter any troubles that cannot be solved.

The most important thing at this time was to open the door that was locked from the inside, and if he went out earlier, he would be able to find his brother and his friends earlier.

Ximen Lanxing stepped forward and squatted on the ground, and began to study a lock.

The lock was made of an alloy that he couldn't see. It was very hard. Yu Luosha, who had lost his inner strength, tried to pinch the lock, but failed to break it.

In theory, their martial arts practitioners, even if they have no internal strength, their own physical strength is extremely high, and now they can't handle a lock, which also shows that the Temple of War God is full of unexpected things.

Ximen Lanxing observed the lock body, there were three rotatable characters on it, it was said to be a mechanism lock, but it was more like the kind of lock he had seen for locking boxes in his memory.It's just that digital locks are generally used to lock boxes, and the characters on it seem to be some kind of characters.

Ximen Lanxing scratched his head, how did he break into the Temple of War, why somehow it turned into a great escape room?

Then there shouldn't be any horror link later, right?It shouldn't be possible for a ghost or a strange monster to appear suddenly.

Yu Luocha saw that her son had squatted down, and squatted aside, looking at the symbols on the lock together with her head outstretched.

Yu Luocha turned the symbols a little bit, touched his chin and analyzed: "It seems that the first symbol is the small seal script of the Qin Dynasty, and the one in the middle is cursive script. I can't tell the third one, it doesn't seem to be Official script."

Ximen Lanxing stood up and walked to the edge of the bookshelf, "Maybe the password is related to some books on the shelf? But there are so many books in each font, which one is the password?"

Looking at so many bookshelves, Ximen Lanxing felt a little desperate.

He may not have read so many books since he was a child... Oh, the ones in the system are not counted. Ximen Lanxing doesn't need to read those books. A must for a master.

Occasionally, Ximen Lanxing would also feel that with this kind of system, it would be easy for him to take the imperial examination.

"Why don't I read Xiaozhuan, Lan Xing, can you read cursive script?" Yu Luocha suggested.

Ximen Lanxing pursed her lips and asked a question from the bottom of her heart, "Do you understand?"

This sentence does not mean any irony, because Ximen Lanxing himself can't understand it!

If he couldn't understand the text, at most he could only rely on the graphic memory method and the help of the system to highlight the characters on certain locks when he saw them.In this way, even if he encounters the words that appear in the password, he probably won't be able to judge which one is correct.

Yu Luocha showed the same expression as Ximen Lanxing, blinked and shook his head, and said frankly, "I don't understand."

He's from the Western Regions, okay? He even learned Tang mandarin during his travels in the Tang Dynasty, and his speaking is not so standard.In terms of text, he can tell what font the symbols on the lock are in, and he has exhausted all his lifelong learning in liberal arts.

It might even be possible...

The font he judged is still wrong QAQ

The leader is frustrated.

"Then our father and I still watch XX..." Ximen Lanxing couldn't hold back and almost exploded. Fortunately, he still has the ability to silence himself.

Jade Rakshasa: Grandpa! !

Grandpa! !

Grandpa! !

The leader is beautiful!

Seeing such a Jade Rakshasa, Ximen Lanxing suddenly realized where she had inherited her ability to often fail to grasp the key points.

Ximen Lanxing sighed, walked to the door, patted on the door, and touched the lock.

"It's okay, Lan Xing, even if you read all the books here, Daddy will definitely let you out!"

Yu Luocha, who was mistakenly admitted by his son, is now full of energy, he thinks he can read a hundred books!he can! !

Ximen Lanxing pouted, looked at the door lock in his hand, "I have a question."

"Say it! Daddy is here to answer!" Yu Luocha seemed to be very excited as if she had been charged.

"You said that if you break something here, do you want to pay for it?"

Said Ximen Lanxing didn't wait for Yu Luocha to answer, he took out his epee and slammed it on the lock of the lock.

Poison can indeed reduce their ability power, but it will never affect the physical damage bonus of the heavy sword.

Didn't the Chengwu or something blow it out?

He didn't care what kind of alloy this lock was made of, anyway, it couldn't have the strength of his epee orange weapon, so the 'splitting' was over!

One power down ten sessions!

With a 'click' sound from Ximen Lanxing's epee, the door lock snapped.

Ximen Lanxing pushed open the door, took a deep breath, looked at the broken lock on the ground, and said softly:

Sorry, I'm a blacksmith!

No metal I can't handle!

If you can't open the lock, just smash the lock, isn't it all right?

Anyway, he, Ximen Lanxing, can afford it!

Being rich is so capricious!

The author has something to say:

After taking Lianhua Qingwen Capsules, I feel much better!

OOC Small Theater:

Xiao Lanxing swooped: brother!

At this moment, Xiao Fuxue understood what was an unbearable burden in life.

Xiao Chuuxue stepped steadily, and then hugged Xiao Lanxing in her arms.

Xiao Lanxing in her arms rubbed against her brother, twisted her chubby body, and turned into a more comfortable position.

Xiao Fuxue felt that it was time for him to practice his arm strength.Tomorrow's morning exercise will increase the sword swing a thousand times.

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Xiao Lanxing: Brother!Today, my husband rewarded the little red flower of the star!

Xiao Fuxue: Well, Lan Xing is great.

Xiao Lanxing sticks the little red flower in her arms to Xiao Fuxue's chest.

Little Fubuki: I don't want it.

Xiao Lanxing: My brother is the best brother, there must be a little red flower!

Xiao Fuxue stopped, squatted down, and looked at Xiao Lanxing.

Xiao Lanxing tilted her head and suddenly thought of something, piaji kissed Xiao Fuxue on the cheek: Big red flower for brother!

Sword God smiled.