Rebirth of Yi Nanhuai

Among the twelve peaks of Zhibei Gate, there is a peak called Zangwen Peak, which is the place where all the classics and jade slips of Zhibei Gate are stored. The reason why a big power is a big power is not only the sect's territory, configuration, resources, teacher strength, disciple strength, etc. In addition to superficial strength, various jade slips that record Taoism and techniques in seal script, and a subset of classics and history that record various contents are also very important.

The reason why Zhibeimen is the number one force in the Zangyuan world is also due to its scattered distribution on the entire Zangwen Peak, which contains various Taoist techniques, The sheer number and variety of books is astounding.

Zangwen Peak is an important place for the sect, and the peak master of this generation is another junior of the head sect, Qu Kuangzi.Knowing that the previous generation head of the North Gate had traveled all over the world to look for an opportunity to break through the Dao Stage and enter the Tribulation Stage, he had three direct disciples under his seat, the eldest disciple was Qu Kuangzi, the second disciple was Venerable Chengjian, and the younger The disciple is Jingxu, the peak master of Tibetan Wenfeng.

On the Tibetan Wenfeng of Zhibeimen, there are a total of 65 Tibetan Wenges that can be counted. At the same time, there are many small Tibetan places scattered in the living area of ​​the disciples of the Tibetan Wenfeng. Among the 65 Tibetan Wenges, The five seats of Jiazi, Yichou, Bingyin, Dingmao, and Wuchen contain Taoism, and the next 35 Tibetan wenge are all about techniques, and the next fifteen are about Among things such as alchemy, weapon refining, magic circle, and animal training, alchemy took up half of it. Because Zhibei Gate's Yaolu Peak is prosperous, and Zhibei Gate is not specialized in other aspects, so about them There is not much information.

The last remaining five seats are books that are not directly related to cultivation.For example, some official history and unofficial history, some miscellaneous theories, some customs and customs, some biographies or some things about the mortal world, etc.

Yi Nanhuai is going to enter these five Tibetan text pavilions now, to look up some things that he eagerly wants to understand.

The five Tibetan wen pavilions are seldom visited by people, and their locations are very remote. They are all in the shadow of the Tibetan wenfeng, hidden in the green pines and cypresses.

Yi Nanhuai first wanted to go to the Zangwen Pavilion of Cijiazi, the elder guarding the Zangwen Pavilion was a disciple of the Dan family of the Zhibei Gate, once an inner disciple of the Zangwen Peak, his cultivation base was not very strong, It is only in the late stage of Yuanying, and he has not made any progress in his cultivation, so he invites himself to be the elder of the pavilion in this deserted place.

The things installed in the Zangwen Pavilion can be regarded as the foundation of the north gate. It is an important place, and someone must guard it all the time. It is also the things in the last five Zangwen Pavilions that are not very important. The guards are replaced by those important Tibetan wen pavilions that hide Taoist techniques. The guards are all venerables in the return to the void stage, or lay monks at the peak of the gods, but they basically take turns to guard, and no one can let them go. A monk with such strength is fixedly guarding a pavilion.

And most of these people are worshipers invited by Zhibei Gate.

Yi Nanhuai stepped into the gate of the Tibetan Wenge, and there was a desk next to the gate. Behind the desk was a monk with gray hair but a young face.Once a monk builds a foundation, his appearance will not change. If his cultivation base does not improve, the monk will go from youth to old age and then die in an instant when his lifespan is exhausted.

This friar with a faint face, his lifespan is running out, and his hair is grey.

"I've met Elder Tan He, I'm Mo Huai, a disciple of the Mo generation in Yincheng Peak, I need to consult the classics on the top floor, this is my certificate." Yi Nanhuai bowed first, and then handed over a jade plaque.

According to the rules of Zhibei Gate, the top floor of each Tibetan Pavilion must have the certificate of the peak master, but this is not difficult for Yi Nanhuai. As Qu Kuangzi's only direct disciple, he and Uncle Jing Need The relationship between them is also very good, and getting the certificate is just a matter of one sentence.

"The first student who knows the north, it's hard for you to remember my old man's name." Elder Dan He's face was still young, but his voice was already very vicissitudes, "I've checked it, go." Elder Dan He handed back the jade tablet To Yi Nanhuai.

"Mo Huai thanked Elder Dan He."

Yi Nanhuai's goal is very clear, the catastrophe 10 years ago and the previous records, he started from the first floor, searched upwards, and soon found that 10 years is really a very sensitive time node, all about this The records of the time period cannot withstand careful scrutiny. If you don’t look at it with a skeptical attitude, these records are very similar to the same thing, but once you dig deeper, you will find that there are many subtle things that don’t make sense. The more he searched, the more frightened Yi Nanhuai became. He was sure that the doubts he had in the eight-fold pagoda were not groundless, and there must be a huge mystery hidden.

Yi Nanhuai's thoughts were all devoted to this matter, and he didn't care about other things, so that when he walked down from the top floor of the Zangwen Pavilion in Cijiazi No. The disciples of the gang, especially the disciples of the Mo generation.

"Eldest brother, what a coincidence."

"Well, it's a coincidence." Yi Nanhuai nodded kindly, seeing through without telling the truth.

"I didn't expect that senior brother would come here, I thought I was the only one who liked the tranquility here!"

"That's right, that's right." A group of people echoed with their eyes open and nonsense.

A large group of monks squeezed towards Yi Nanhuai, but they didn't dare to get too close, they just stood a few steps away and greeted Yi Nanhuai fanatically, making friends.

Many timid disciples didn't even dare to get close to Yi Nanhuai, they just stood far away, discussing something excitedly with eyes full of excitement, while the male disciples restrained themselves a bit, the female disciples were really blushing, suppressed and spoke softly in a shrill voice. Repeatedly repeating the worship and praise of Yi Nanhuai.They can't wait to pile up all the praises in the world on Yi Nanhuai.

Yi Nanhuai spends most of his time practicing outside, not much time in the sect, even in the sect, he mostly practiced in seclusion, knowing that it is difficult for ordinary disciples in the north gate to see him, seeing all this He was praised by everyone as the head disciple of the North Sect, so these disciples were so excited after finally catching his trace today.

Yi Nanhuai has suffered a lot from this kind of treatment, and he doesn't feel troubled, after all, these juniors and juniors also know how to measure and won't really disturb him.

Nan Huai didn't have the energy to deal with these disciples now, so he rushed to the four Tibetan wen pavilions behind to check the information.

Thanks to his powerful Mahayana spirit, Yi Nanhuai has already memorized all the doubts and clues found in the search and sorting out. These doubts and clues are like small parts that make up a pattern. When they accumulate enough, Yi Nanhuai feels that he Should be able to spell out a rough outline of the truth.

After all, if something happens, it will leave traces, and no one can really hide history.

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Three days later, on the fifth floor of Ciwuchen Building, the orange sunset light poured into the pavilion and onto the huge bookshelf. Yi Nanhuai rolled up a scroll of jade and put it back on the shelf.This kind of talisman jade is made into a shape that is one finger wide and half an arm long, and then dozens of pieces of talisman jade are strung together to make jade slips. This is a very ancient and small way of recording information in seal letters. There are many jade slips the size of a palm.

Putting the jade slips back in place, Yi Nanhuai walked to the window, on the top of the window was the bamboo curtain that he rolled up earlier.The warm setting sun shone on Yi Nanhuai's face, his facial lines were tense, and he looked even more handsome in the setting sun.

Yi Nanhuai had a bold guess at this time, the demonic cultivator, perhaps, was not an existence that was shouted and killed from the beginning, the demonic cultivator, perhaps, had once been brilliant, so brilliant that it stumbled overnight, and the Taoist cultivator became I can't wait to step on it, step on it without sparing any effort, and do not hesitate to tamper with the vague history to step on it, completely stepping Moxiu into the dust, and beating him into a wicked person who is born with sin and is not worthy of living in the world.

There are some people who artificially portray Moxiu as a public enemy. Over time, even Moxiu himself defines himself in this way, how absurd, sad, and ridiculous.

Yi Nanhuai has never figured it out since his last life. He has been the first disciple of his orthodox cultivator, and he has never done anything harmful. It is admirable, how many people praised him as the light of Tibetan Yuan, why did someone obliterate all his past innocence as soon as his demon body was exposed, and forced him to become a devil, forcing him to hate the man who gave birth to him? Yes, the world he once admired so much?

Yi Nanhuai's doubts about the distorted cognition that "the devil cultivator must be evil, the devil cultivator must die, and the devil cultivator is just a green-eyed rat in the gutter" was born in his previous life, but this cognition is too deep-rooted, He has never dared to conjecture that the demon cultivator was once upright and equal to the Taoist cultivator, until he met Aotian Immortal Elder and others in the Eightfold Pagoda, and obtained the inheritance from the Immortal Elder in Black.

That's right, the more he practiced the killing skill of the soul, the more certain Yi Nanhuai became that it was the method of the demon cultivator, and the fairy elder in black must also be the demon cultivator!

In the eight-fold pagoda, Ao Tianxian saw through Yi Nanhuai's identity at a glance, but he didn't pursue it at all. Yi Nanhuai thought it was because Ao Tianxian had a broad vision and was not as pedantic as ordinary people, but if it wasn't like this Woolen cloth?

Judging from the fact that Aotian Immortal Chief and Black-clothed Demon Cultivator are brothers and sisters, what if it is because in the era of Aotian Immortal Chief, Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators were generally equal?What if the so-called cognition that demon cultivators are inherently evil is imposed on the entire history since Taoist cultivators gained power after the catastrophe?

If so, Yi Nanhuai felt that the deadlock he had been worrying about could be broken.

But all of this is still guesswork. Zhibeimen was the biggest contributor to the suppression of the disaster 10 years ago. Zhibeimen's current supreme prestige is due to the disaster of 10 years ago. Thousands of monks have gone through fire and water to sacrifice their lives and become the backbone to support the entire crumbling Zangyuan Realm, but it also means that the ancestors of Zhibeimen are likely to be the planners who wiped out the demon cultivators.

It's no wonder that all the records of the North Gate are of the same caliber, if Yi Nanhuai hadn't searched deliberately, he wouldn't even be able to find the contradictions in it.

If this is the case, if you want to verify your guess, it is necessary to go to Quanshang Academy. After all, if there is any place in the world that may leave real records, you can only place your hopes on the Wang family.

Putting his hand on the window coffin, Yi Nanhuai thought in his heart.

Yi Nanhuai's eyes were deep, and he was thinking to himself, when suddenly a sound transmission crane appeared in front of him, Yi Nanhuai received it in surprise, a voice as cold as snow and with a touch of tenderness came to Yi Nanhuai alone. Lou echoed: "Brother Huai, don't come here without any problems. September [-]th is my alchemy banquet. I hope you will definitely come."

The voice disappeared, and the sound transmission crane also disappeared, but Yi Nanhuai still had a smile in his eyes, he turned and went downstairs, who cares, with Ah Liang here, everything else is secondary.

The author has something to say: this chapter is very important, I wonder if Xiao Ke can accept this setting.