On the Importance of Chinese Characters

The unknown area that appeared mysteriously, the ancestral source that appeared suddenly, the thousand-year-old poisonous ebony trees, the disciples who were unconscious, the messy battlefield, and the missing venerable Jingbo from Baopu Palace...

In the eyes of those who have doubted Baopu Palace for a long time, this scene is naked evidence.

It was Elder Nangongqing from Fengtian Temple who was shouting loudly just now. This person sneered: "Could it be that my Fengtianmen disciples discovered the ancestors, and the Venerable wanted to snatch them away, so they were imprisoned."

Jing Bo stood on the tree, looked down at Nangong Qing condescendingly, didn't even bother to talk to him, just waved his sleeves, and the protective shield that originally covered the disciples of Fengtianmen suddenly shrunk a little.

The Fengtianmen disciples who were also being protected were exposed to the gray-black poisonous mist, and their complexions became paler with the naked eye.

Seeing this, Nangong Qing's face changed immediately, and he didn't care about asking the teacher for the crime for a moment. The origin technique flashed in his mind, and the phantom of a house appeared in midair, covering the unconscious and defenseless disciples in vain. He fed them the antidote elixir one by one, and then breathed a sigh of relief, facing Jingbo: "What does your lord mean by this? Are you going to kill people to silence them?"

"Didn't I say that I imprisoned you as a disciple of Fengtian in Baopu Palace? Naturally, I will pay you back." Yangming impatiently gave a 'tsk' sound, which was obviously only one syllable, but it was hard to make people hear 'this man is so stupid. , What exactly does it mean to be the elder of the first temple.

Although the other sects that followed had many doubts, some people couldn't help laughing when they heard Yangming say this.

Nangong Qing's face turned pale, and he shouted sharply: "Don't think that this will clear up the suspicion of Jingbo, there are more than that of my missing children in Fengtian Palace! If it wasn't for your palace, how could it be such a coincidence? So many The disciple was in a coma, and happened to be bumped into by Venerable Jingbo?"

"It must be our faction who discovered Zuyuan. Venerable Jingbo bullied the small with the big ones, intending to snatch it."

"Zu Yuan has always been good at hiding. This time he showed up so simply, he must have leaked his whereabouts during the process of being robbed by Jing Bo! Hmph, if it weren't for this, we would not have discovered Baopu Palace's despicable behavior !"

The more Yang Ming listened to it, the more he found it unbelievable. How did this person see so many things from a scene that couldn't explain anything, and he made it up in a decent way, with the cause and effect being clear?

The more Nangong Qing said, the more he felt that his guess was right, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, he said speculatively: "I advise you to Baopu Gong to hand over our remaining disciples quickly, otherwise our sects will not be polite. .”

"Wait, it is your Fengtian Palace's business to think this way, and it has nothing to do with Yannan Palace." Just when Nangong Qing was immersed in his own reasoning, Wang Yizheng unceremoniously poured cold water on him.

Nangong Qing stared at Wang Yizheng with wide eyes in disbelief, never expecting that it would be Yannangong who spoke. Aren't Yannangong and Baopugong dead enemies?

Wang Yizheng rolled his eyes in his heart, how long has Baopugong and Yannangong been allied, is Nangongqing's head filled with mud?He bowed his hands to Jing Bo, and brought back the five unconscious disciples under Yannan Palace.

Nangongqing gritted his teeth, still wanting to entangle, but was interrupted by Yangming's sneer: "Elder Nangong is so good at making up stories, it's time to write a storybook, what kind of source is it?"

"Also, 'Your disciples of Fengtian Temple discovered the origin of ancestors'? Why is your face so big!"

Yangming pointed out the core of Nangong's nonsense in one sentence, and sneered mercilessly: "Anyway, such a big school, don't be like a shrew in the market, grab what you want based on your strength."

Nangong Qing's eyes flickered, and just about to open his mouth, he heard a young man scolding from behind: "Elder, that's enough!"

Nangong Qing lowered his head after his complexion changed, "I have seen the young master."

Coming from behind was Feng Shaoguan, the heir of the Fengtian Temple.Fengtian Hall is the one-word hall of the Feng family, and the young master of Fengshaoguan has the right to speak only under the hall master and several elders. Even though Nan Gongqing is stronger than him, he has to obey orders.

Feng Shaoguan didn't even look at each other, and directly bowed to Yangming and Jingbo: "Elder Nangong was too impatient with his disciples, and he spoke indiscriminately for a while, please forgive me seniors." Earlier, Uncle said that Nangong Qing is a fool, it seems really good.

Yangming's face turned pale, because he had always had a good impression of Fengshaoguan, so he shook his face and responded lightly.After all, it was the young master of the first hall who apologized in person, so naturally he had to give some face.

Jing Bo also nodded at him.

Feng Shaoguan smiled: "Thank you, senior, for your understanding."

"According to Shaoguan, the most urgent thing is to wake up the disciples to ask."

He waved his hand, and a white-haired old woman walked out behind him, with a gentle and gentle look: "Grandma Hua is the chief pharmacist of my Fengtian Temple, why don't you ask her to diagnose and treat all the younger brothers and sisters?"

You have all heard of Fengtian Hua Zhaowan's reputation, and everyone is relieved to have her act.After a while, the unconscious disciples woke up one after another.

Yu Haixin raised her eyelids and saw a lot of people standing in front of her, she was startled, she sat up immediately, looked intently, and when she recognized Yangming, she was overjoyed and couldn't even care about the ceremony : "Teacher, Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Brother Fang have entered the pagoda, quickly think of a way to rescue them!"

"Enter the pagoda?" Yang Ming suddenly turned around and looked behind him, where a black twelve-story pagoda stood quietly, with a faint black aura emanating from his body, which made people feel inexplicably unhappy.

"What's going on? You start from the beginning." Yang Ming frowned.

Yu Haixin forced herself to calm down and straighten out her thoughts, starting from the time they stepped into the entrance of the secret realm.

"That's it... Today is the No. 20 nine days since Senior Brother Zhuang and the others entered the pagoda. If they can't get out tomorrow, it will be 50 years before the pagoda passage is opened again!"

"You mean, those bright little grids on each floor of the stone tower represent rubbing masters?" Everyone listened to Yu Haixin's story and looked at each other in surprise. Hundreds of grids are lit, so many rubbing masters?

Yangming's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered something from the past. He glanced at him for a while, and happened to see the other person looking over, and the two exchanged glances, knowing that they thought they were together.

In the various sects, there are also rubbing master apprentices who have lost their traces after going out to practice in recent years. Thinking of this, everyone is moved, could it be...for a while, the sound transmission stones of each sect became busy, and they have lost their disciples and grandchildren in these years Almost all the rubbing masters were notified.

Yu Haixin nodded: "The red grid is the rubbing master who entered before, and the yellow grid is our batch of apprentices."

Yellow is from this batch?

Everyone looked at the bright yellow grid at the top of the stone pagoda, and were amazed: "I don't know which family's hero is actually able to beat the seniors?"

Of course no one can answer this question.People from the outside don't know the specific content of the assessment inside, so although they are anxious, they are not too urgent after all, and they still have the leisure to compliment each other, and glance at the Zuyuan Stone Pagoda from time to time, thinking about Zuyuan's idea.

However, because there are disciples from various schools and sects trapped in the pagoda, and they are all the most valued rubbing master apprentices of the sect, any family that robs the ancestors will become the target of public criticism.

Therefore, it is not easy for all the forces to compete, so they simply gathered together to discuss, jointly set up a blockade of Yuanli, locked the breath of Zuyuan, and then discussed together, trying to get people out first to plot other things.

However, Zuyuan deserves to be Zuyuan.

Those who did not meet the conditions for entering the tower could not break through the gate of the first floor no matter how they tried.The whole tower seemed to be alive, even with the use of brute force, the broken place quickly returned to its original state.

For a while, no one could do anything.

"Could it be that we can only wait for someone to pass through the pagoda?" The elder of the Shuizawa Mansion looked at the towering stone pagoda, his face was full of worry, the young master was trapped, and the whole Shuize Mansion was concerned!

The others also looked at each other, and after a while, they said optimistically: "It seems that we can only wait, there are people on the left and right who have climbed to the twelfth floor, maybe they will come out soon?"

Yangming was not as optimistic as they were. He frowned, feeling that things were not easy.

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Xuanhei Pagoda, No.12 Floor

"Yunzhou, Yunzhou..." The misty voice seemed to come from far away.

The warm touch from his shoulders made Zhuang Yunzhou wake up from his trance. Just as he was about to open his eyes, his eyelids were covered by a hand, and a faint light came in. His ears moved, and he seemed to hear the air suddenly. Flowing sound.

"Yunzhou, don't open your eyes all at once."

Fang Qiling was familiar with the unfamiliar voice ringing in his ears with concern, which made Zhuang Yunzhou's chaotic head finally turn.

Wind, sound, light, heat... all kinds of tactile sensations came back to his body one by one. Sitting numbly, Zhuang Yunzhou didn't say a word as if he had lost his soul.

Fang Qiling looked worriedly at the person in front of him exuding a deadly silence, and couldn't help but pull him into his arms.

'Plop, plop, plop'

Putting his ear on the opponent's left chest, the rhythmic beating of the opponent's heart was transmitted to his heart again and again, and the magic color returned to Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes little by little amidst the heartbeat.

He blinked, then blinked again, finally opened his mouth, and tentatively opened his mouth: "Ah, ah..."

The voice was as rough as a deaf child learning to speak, but Fang Qiling was relieved as if he heard the sound of a fairy. He let out a heavy breath, and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Zhuang Yunzhou's forehead: "You scared me to death, scared me to death It's..."

"Brother Lao Fang is worried." Zhuang Yunzhou said in a hoarse voice, his tone of voice was a bit strange because he hadn't spoken for a long time, but he was very organized, and he had already recovered from the long silence.

After allowing himself to relax and rest for a while, Zhuang Yunzhou did not forget his purpose. He pushed Fang Qiling away, stood up staggeringly, and asked struggling, "Is the gate of heaven open?"

Xuan Hei looked at the unexpectedly tenacious young man in front of him with complicated eyes, and nodded with some respect: "As the top of the list with a total of eleven floors, you can stay in Tianmen for a full day and use the food inside as you like. Various materials and sources."

Zhuang Yunzhou showed a smile. Since the first-level source material was destroyed by Xuanbai, he can only make it himself.

If there is anything in this world that is most suitable for accepting Chinese characters, it is naturally 'paper'!