I just want to be beautiful after transmigrating into Xiuxianwen

"His Royal Highness?"

Cheng Jieyu looked at the venerable black-clothed lord in front of him, who was a magnificent tree with luxuriant branches and a majestic appearance, and for a moment forgot that the other party was the terrifying big black snake just now.

"Your Majesty, are you talking about the Prince of Heaven?"

Seeing his doubts, Jiaolong suddenly said: "I almost forgot, but you don't remember anything now."

Cheng Jieyu did not expect to meet another person who recognized his identity, "Your Majesty recognizes me?"

But Jiaolong cast a glance at the sword in his arms, and teased, "When you came here more than 20 years ago, your skills were not so bad."

Cheng Jieyu blushed when he heard the words, and hugged Gui Xuejian even tighter in embarrassment, "This junior will step up his cultivation."

"I've seen this sword before." Jiaolong glanced again, affirming his judgment, "Why? He's still with you now?"

Cheng Jieyu's eyes opened slightly, and he couldn't help taking a step forward: "Does your lord recognize my uncle?"

"Master?" Jiaolong was slightly stunned, and then smiled with his hands behind his back: "That's right, His Royal Highness sent you to that kid Wen Hongxi to be raised by him. According to his seniority, that person would become your uncle."

As he said that, his eyes sharpened, and Su Rong asked: "Are you really not remembering anything, or are you trying to use the deity's words?"

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly said honestly: "Actually, I remember a little bit, but the only thing I don't remember is how to follow the prince down to the lower world, and I don't remember why I went to another world—"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiaolong eagerly for knowledge.

Jiaolong raised his hand and poked him on the forehead, "Arrogant boy, you actually want to talk to me?"

The words reprimanded, but there was a smile on his face.

Finding that the other party has no malicious intentions, and even has an amicable attitude, and is very easy to get along with, Cheng Jieyu couldn't help but doubt for a while whether the rumors that the dragon was "untamed, perverse, and violating the rules of heaven" were true or false.

He climbed up the pole: "How dare the younger generation follow the words of the venerable, but I really don't remember it. I wonder if the venerable can give me some pointers?"

"Really?" Jiaolong waved his hand with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips, "Then you have a try and let me see if you are a good talent, and if you break through the three-story tower, I will tell you. "

I saw that the empty room in front of me changed suddenly, and suddenly there were green cabinets, full of books.

"There is only one real volume here, find it within a stick of incense." As soon as Jiaolong finished speaking, a stick of incense stand appeared in the center of the room, with smoke curling up.

Cheng Jieyu knew that this was the copy of the book collector.

In the original book, Wen Jingzhi encountered such an assessment on the first floor of the tower. It seemed simple, but the test was whether the person who entered the tower had the ability to release aura and become conscious.

If a strong man who returned to the Yuan Realm like Uncle Shi could release his soul consciousness, he would be able to read through the books in the house in an instant and find the real book.

However, cultivators below the Void Transformation Realm haven't cultivated their souls yet. If they don't know how to release their aura to make them conscious, they can only look for it in books. How can a stick of incense be enough time?

In the original book, Wen Jingzhi was close to reaching the ninth level of cultivation at that time, and immediately stepped into the realm of transforming emptiness, his spiritual consciousness could be freely retracted, and he accurately found the real scroll within a stick of incense.

But today's Cheng Jieyu is just a rookie who is still close to reaching the perfect level.

However, he remembered that it was written in the original book that after Wen Jingzhi found the real scroll, the scrolls in front of him disappeared, so——

Thinking like this, Venerable Jiaolong said: "What? Are you trying to admit defeat without looking for it?"

Cheng Jieyu glanced at the one-third of the incense sticks that had been burned, and immediately took out the Xuanguang mirror given by Wen Jingzhi, and took a photo at the bookshelf——

Sure enough, there was nothing in the mirror!

Jiaolong frowned when he saw him take out the Xuanguang mirror, and before he could stop him, he saw him running over rows of bookshelves holding the mirror, and finally stopped at a corner.

Cheng Jieyu jumped into the air, and took out the only book that appeared in the Xuanguang mirror, only to see two words written on the cover——

"True Volume"!

Cheng Jieyu: "..."

This is too simple and rude, right?No wonder Wen Jingzhi's expression froze for a moment when he found this "True Scroll" in the original book.

He returned to Jiaolong with the "Real Scroll", and one-sixth of the incense stick was still unburned.

Jiaolong snatched the "True Scroll" and reprimanded him: "Opportunistic tricks!"

Cheng Jieyu didn't refute, touched his nose, bowed his head obediently and listened to the training, "...this junior is not good at cultivation, so I can only think of this way."

As he spoke, he couldn't help diverging his thoughts, "Actually, you can put a few more volumes to confuse your eyes. Anyway, most people can't guess the real volume, so it's called "True Volume."

Jiaolong tapped him on the head with the "Real Volume", and laughed angrily: "You know how to make things difficult for the latecomers."

Cheng Jieyu immediately pursed his lips and begged for mercy: "The junior didn't say anything, so the venerable just pretend he hasn't heard of it."

But Jiaolong threw the "True Scroll" to him, "Seeing that you have thought of a good way for me, you can pass the first floor of the tower."

After saying that, Jiaolong turned around and stepped up, a flash of spiritual light suddenly appeared under his feet, and a teleportation array appeared in front of him.

"Follow."

"Oh." Cheng Jieyu hurriedly put the "True Volume" into the storage ring, and followed Jiaolong into the teleportation array with Guixue sword in his arms.

In the blink of an eye, I came to the second floor of the tower, which was still an empty house.

Venerable Jiaolong is no longer by his side, and he only heard the sound transmission: "Only by finding a way out can we go to the third floor."

As soon as the voice fell, countless screens that were taller than a person's body and inlaid with mirrors rose from the ground, like narrow doors, forming a mirror maze.

Cheng Jieyu looked at his own figure in the mirror after repeated reflections, and his eyes suddenly became dizzy.

He simply closed his eyes, thinking about how to pass the test.

This labyrinth is similar to the first level of trials that trapped the original owner in the original book.

A row of screens generally has three or five leaves, except for the middle one which is fixed and can be opened and closed on the left and right, forming a closed circuit or passage with the surrounding screens.

The original owner went around countless times but couldn't find a way out, and was finally sent back outside the tower.

But the screen that the original owner encountered at that time was not equipped with a mirror, and now it is obvious that Venerable Jiaolong was inspired by him and made it more difficult for him.

The remorseful Cheng Jieyu wanted to slap himself twice: let you talk too much!

He didn't play mazes much, he only heard that in general square mazes, you can find the exit by walking along the wall, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

He touched Gui Xuejian in his arms, "Can you make it smaller and hide it in my sleeve."

Gui Xuejian immediately became the size of a palm, but did not hide Cheng Cheng's sleeves to catch the rain, but slipped from his neckline into the front of his clothes, and stayed where his chest was.

Cheng Jieyu smiled and patted his chest, thinking that this time he really put his uncle in his heart, and he felt a lot more at ease.

In order to prevent turning back, Cheng Jieyu took out a writing brush from the storage ring, and made a number on the fixed mirror in the center of the first screen.

There are five screens in this screen, and the middle one runs east-west. Cheng Jieyu straightened the left and right four leaves to form a whole screen that runs east-west.

Then touch the screen to the right of it, number it in the same way, straighten it, and go right again.

When it collided with other screens and couldn't straighten it, Cheng Jieyu folded it with the central screen.

In short, try to turn all corners into straight lines, turn all doors into walls, and then walk in the direction you set at the beginning. When you encounter a dead end, turn back to the previous intersection, mark it, and change the direction.

Standing on the beam of the house with hidden breath, Jiaolong watched Cheng Jieyu grope for the passage from the screen and slowly walk towards the exit at the other end, he couldn't help but smile with his lips curled up: he's a lot of cleverness.

Two quarters of an hour later, Cheng Jieyu stepped out of the mirror maze, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, tears gushed out of his sore and swollen eyes.

He hurriedly raised his hands to cover his eyes, and while running the spiritual energy to give himself a hot compress, he sniffed and thought: He is probably the first handsome man in history to be forced to cry by his handsome self in the mirror.

The Venerable Jiaolong hiding in the dark looked at him dumbfounded, "Why are you crying like this? Outsiders will think that I have bullied you when they see it."

Cheng Jieyu shrugged his nose and let out a "hum". After feeling that his eyes were not so sore, he put down his hands, wiped away his tears, and another teleportation array appeared in front of him.

"Come up." Venerable Jiaolong said via voice transmission.

Hearing this, Cheng Jieyu stepped into the teleportation array and came to the third floor tower.

It was still an empty room, and Jiaolong also did not show up, but said via voice transmission: "Only when you win can you leave the tower."

As soon as the words fell, several wooden traps suddenly appeared on the four walls, aiming at Cheng Jieyu.

Cheng Jieyu hastily summoned the Jinghong Sword and held it in his hand. Before he could assume the posture of defending against the enemy, countless sharp arrows were shot at him from the mouth of the mechanism.

Cheng Jieyu immediately swung his sword to sweep away the sharp arrow, turned around and dodged left and right.

Coincidentally, this level is the test Liu Xinya encountered in the original book.

At that time, Liu Xinya saw the law of the mechanism's launch at a glance, and used the gap to dismantle the mechanism with a short blade.

It's just that the original book didn't describe its rules in detail, so now Cheng Jieyu can only observe by himself.

There are two traps embedded at different heights on each of the four walls, and there is another one on the top of the head. There are nine trap openings in total. At least five traps will shoot arrows at the same time, and at most nine will fire at the same time.

Cheng Jieyu waved his sword and walked around the house, while covering his whole body with aura to resist the flying arrows, he slowly approached the wall pillar in the corner.

He found that although the nine traps were distributed at different heights, they were presumably designed to focus on attacking those entering the tower standing in the center of the house. The arrows at the high places were far less dense than those at the low places, and the tops of the four-corner wall pillars were even more difficult for arrows to reach. dead corner.

He stepped sideways on the wall pillar, filled Jinghong with aura, and swung his sword towards the mechanism closest to him—he didn't know how to dismantle the mechanism, so he could only try to destroy it violently.

Fortunately, Jinghong didn't let him down, the sword energy slammed away, and the mechanism broke into pieces in an instant.

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly picked up a few pieces of broken wood and nailed them into the gap in the wall to block it.

Then he flew up to the top beams of the four walls, and used the same method to swing the sword to destroy the mechanism above the head.

With the reduction of organs, the attack range formed by the rain of arrows is also getting smaller and smaller.Until Cheng Jieyu destroyed and blocked all the organs one by one, the arrow rain stopped.

Cheng Jieyufei jumped off the beam, his legs were slightly weak when he landed, and his breath was a little unstable.

The Gui Xue sword on his chest patted his heart, like a reward.Cheng Jieyu covered his chest and smiled slightly, his cheeks were dimpled.

The broken arrow on the ground disappeared, and Jiaolong appeared, looking at him with a smile, "Why don't you read the "True Scroll" just now?"

Cheng Jieyu was taken aback when he heard the words, put away his surprise, took out the "True Scroll", and opened the first page——

I saw the maze blueprint of the second floor impressively drawn on it!

Turning back again, I drew the drawing of the mechanism on this level, not only indicating the law of firing arrows, but also marking the switch position of closing the mechanism!

Cheng Jieyu: ... Day!He cracked! ! !

Who would have thought that "True Volume" is the cheat for customs clearance!

Jiaolong looked at his angry, regretful and unwilling expression, and laughed out loud.

After laughing enough, he said: "Okay, the tower has been dismantled by the deity, so let's just pass it."

Cheng Jieyu: "..."

He dismantled the tower with his own ability—bah, he passed the test with his ability, what do you mean by "forget it"?

With a wave of his hand, Jiaolong conjured up three treasure boxes, "Come, I allow you to pick one."

Cheng Jieyu didn't know what was in it, so he couldn't make a choice for a while, but he thought in his heart: He is an adult, and only children make choices. Of course, adults want all of them.

So he tilted his head and showed innocent eyes: "I just passed three levels, shouldn't there be three rewards?"

Jiaolong was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed again, "All right, all right, His Royal Highness has found such a lot of fun for this deity, so why not give it all to you?"

Cheng Jieyu accepted the three treasure boxes with a smile, and opened them for a look. One of them contained several volumes of books, which should be secret manuals, the other contained several bottles of pills, and the other contained two black scales.

He looked up at Venerable Flood Dragon in surprise, only to hear him say with his hands behind his back: "Two pieces of dragon scales, you can take them for refining or alchemy, or exchange two promises with the deity."

Cheng Jieyu hurriedly put the three treasure boxes into the storage ring, and respectfully bowed to Jiaolong: "Thank you, my lord."

Jiaolong smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's go out."

Cheng Jieyu took a step closer to the other party, and asked: "Before leaving the tower, can the venerable tell the younger generation what happened back then?"

Jiaolong, who wanted to leave, paused, "I just heard a few words from Prince Jingyao, so I don't know the whole picture. Instead of asking me, it's better for me to help you remember."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tapped Cheng Jieyu's forehead.

A stream of pure aura poured into his mind, and complicated and messy images kept flashing, but Cheng Jieyu's ears were surrounded by Jiaolong's words "Prince Jingyao", and an incredible guess came to his mind.

The man with the golden phoenix tail embroidered on his clothes came back to his memory. He reached out to take a white lotus, and then raised his head——

When Cheng Jieyu saw the other person's face clearly, his pupils shrank immediately, and he suddenly woke up from the memory.

Prince Jing Yao...

Is it his father Cheng Jingyao? ! !