After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

It turned out to be Fushaocao.

I don't know which local rich fellow Taoist belongs to it?

Don't be a prop to frame someone.

This is not because Lin Qingzhou has persecution delusions and has a big brain hole.

There have been precedents.

The plot of the original book.

At that time, on the surface, Han Qi was at odds with the original owner.

In order to please Han Qi, Duan Xiao deliberately caused troubles and provoked the original owner.

The two made an appointment to fight at Baopu Peak, in front of Qiushui Pavilion.

Although the original owner was cowardly, but because of his superior bones, his cultivation was superior to Duan Xiao's.

In order not to lose, Duan Xiao sneaks into Guangwei Zhenren's alchemy room and steals Shengling Pill and Jiangling Pill.

Shengling Pill, as the name suggests, can greatly improve one's cultivation in a short period of time after taking it, and others cannot detect it at all.

Jiang Ling Dan is the opposite.

On the day of the competition, after Duan Xiao took Shengling Pill, he secretly colluded with the canteen steward and added a small amount of Jiangling Pill powder to the original owner's meal.

However, in the contest between the two, although the original owner's cultivation base was damaged, he still narrowly gained the upper hand.

Because Duan Xiao was pressing every step of the way, he accidentally injured Duan Xiao with a sword.

Duan Xiao originally wanted the original owner to make a fool of himself in public, so he gathered many fellow monks to watch in front of the Qiushui Pavilion, but in the end he lost all face.

He became angry from embarrassment, saying that the original owner did not hesitate to steal Guangwei Zhenren's elixir in order to win.

As a result, in the original main room, the Shengling Pill was indeed found.

At the same time, Daoist Guangwei, who found that the elixir was missing, also picked up an invisibility talisman in the elixir room.

The drawing method of the spell comes from the original owner.

The original owner's reputation was damaged for a while, and he became the target of public criticism.

The situation is getting worse.

Even Han Qi, who didn't know what to do, became even more contemptuous and disgusted with the nature of the original owner.

Most of the important plots in the original book are remembered by Lin Qingzhou.

However, reading text in a book is not the same as being in a book world.

Not all the trivial things jump out of the author's pen one by one, but these trivial daily things are all around him, happening every moment.

Lin Qingzhou remembers clearly that there is no plot about the blue purse in the book.

But it's not even a trap.

How about that?

Lin Qingzhou didn't hesitate any more, she flexed her lips and recited the mantra silently.

The purse in his palm disappeared instantly.

Seeing this, Wen Tang was surprised, "Hey, where did you go?"

Lin Qingzhou smiled and replied: "It went where it should go."

If nothing else.

This blue purse will appear in Duan Xiao's sleeve at this moment.

Unknowingly.

Teleportation.

This is the spell he learned newly when he went to Suge to look through the classics yesterday.

Didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Lin Qingzhou felt relieved for a while.

Nothing can make him feel more secure than improving his own strength.

He planned to leave Qingxu Sword Sect after completing all OOC prevention tasks and gaining the role's autonomy.

Here, from now on, it will be Han Qi's world.

But it will not be his shelter.

However, in the world of comprehension, monsters are rampant, and there are countless evil people.

Without the protection of the Qingxu Sword Sect, he walks alone, and only by improving his Taoism can he move forward without fear.

After leaving Xichuan Secret Realm, he went to Jiansu Pavilion more frequently to read Taoism books.

At the beginning of the book, he had no desire for profound strength.

But after going through the incident in the secret realm, not only did he clearly see the gap between him and Han Qi.

He was even more suffocated.

At the critical moment of Buqi Hanqi, Yin Xibai still only cared about him.

Lin Qingzhou is angry about why he can only rely on the hands of others at the critical moment of life and death.

He wanted to surpass Han Qi.

Under the Ruomu tree, after saying goodbye to Wentang, he went to Jiansu Pavilion with Yujian as usual.

Today, it seems that the disciple in charge of Jian Su Pavilion is not here.

After Lin Qingzhou wrote the pen and registered his name, he dived into the vast sea of ​​books in Jian Su Pavilion.

See Su Pavilion has a large collection of books and a complete range of books.

Lin Qingzhou has been concentrating on the study of talisman seals recently.

He picked out a few books about spells and hid behind a secluded bookshelf.

Sit on the window sill, bend one knee, lean against the window sill, and read carefully.

The art of talismans is infinitely mysterious.

Lin Qingzhou was immersed in it, and before he knew it, the sun was already sinking.

The afterglow of the setting sun slowly climbed onto the pages of the book unfolded on his lap.

Today is almost the same.

Fang wanted to get up, stretched himself, and went back home.

Behind the bookshelf not far away, the voices of two monks came.

His movements stopped.

A voice: "Have you heard, today Duan Xiao and Han Qi competed with swords, seven or eight big holes were poked out of his clothes, and more than half of his buttocks were exposed, hahahaha, you didn't see it."

Another voice: "Han Qi's swordsmanship is generally recognized as having few opponents in the whole sect. Several uncles and uncles all sighed that they were not as good as him. This period of Xiao is also too ignorant of self-knowledge."

"Duan Xiao took credit for the matter of the day of herbal diet, and Han Qi praised him as 'good', and wanted to teach Duan Xiao his sword skills. Duan Xiao was originally happy, but unexpectedly, hahaha..."

"Han Qi has always been gloomy and uncertain, I don't know which of Duan Xiao's negative scales has touched him this time..."

Ah, this kind of dog-eat-dog scene.

Lin Qingzhou couldn't help but want to blow the table and wow.

He jumped off the window sill and landed silently.

Feeling very comfortable, he quietly returned the books to their original positions, and then left briskly.

After he left Jian Su Court, the conversation continued.

"It was just an embarrassment. Duan Xiao should have a long memory this time. He is always flattering and flattering. I don't know. I thought he was Han Qimen's former dog."

"Not only was he embarrassing, but a large piece of flesh was cut off from his arm. I'm afraid it won't be healed in ten days and half a month."

"Why is there still blood? This Han Qi is too arrogant."

"But it's strange to say. Han Qi's sword used to be teasing everywhere, only cutting his clothes and not hurting anyone. Duan Xiao's sleeve was torn, and after falling out of a purse, he started to use his sword very fiercely..."

……

Lin Qingzhou returned to the room, and the twilight was completely dyed.

He made a formula to light the candlestick, sat cross-legged on the couch, threw away all distracting thoughts, calmed down in the inner mansion, closed his eyes and meditated on his mind, inhaled clear and exhaled turbidity.

At this moment, my stomach is already hungry.

Has not eaten for two days.

He is fasting.

Lin Qingzhou is twenty this year, and his cultivation has reached the early stage of Jindan.

Although Han Qi entered Taoism late, he came from behind.

In the later stage of Jindan, he was stuck in the bottleneck of Yuanying's breakthrough, and he had already bigu.

Among the younger generation of disciples of the Qingxu Sword Sect, Han Qi is the only one in Bigu.

However, Lin Qingzhou didn't want to stay behind.

Moreover, getting rid of appetite can reduce a lot of troubles.

This process is difficult.

However, if successful, it will be of great help in improving your cultivation.

"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm."

……

The words and sentences of "Meditation Jue" flowed through his heart like flowing water.

At the same time, the aura of the inner mansion is like a steaming mist, light and dense, slowly spreading to the internal organs, limbs and bones.

Remove turbidity and decontamination, and return to oneness of spirit and tranquility.

In this way, the cycle repeats.

Then, the abdomen was filled with warm air, and the feeling of hunger was gradually weakened until it disappeared.

......

Those who enter meditation have no day and night.

When Lin Qingzhou woke up, the night faded away, and bright light shone into the room through the window, making the room bright.

Indistinctly, a bone-chilling coolness penetrated from the outside to the room, pervasively.

Lin Qingzhou opened the door, and after being slightly stunned, her eyes were full of surprise and joy.

The dead branches and rotten wood in the courtyard were still ashes yesterday.

After one night, today is covered with a layer of silver.

Snowing.

He is a southerner, and he has never seen such a heavy snow even in the coldest winter.

Standing under the eaves, he couldn't help stretching out his palm.

Let the fine snow flying all over the sky fall on the palm of your hand or pass through your fingers.

While he was in a daze, a voice pierced through the thin snow to his ears.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I wonder if Brother Lin's injury will heal?"

Xiao Su's clear and healthy voice.

From a distance, Cui Rugu was walking towards here with a long sword in his hand, walking through the corridor in the courtyard with a smile on his face.

His hair and shoulders are decorated with fine snowflakes.

"Just ask me if I can compete with you." Lin Qingzhou pointed it out with a smile.

Cui Rugu laughed, "Senior brother Lin is really straightforward, and he doesn't save me any face."

Lin Qingzhou joked: "Then do you want to save face, or do you want to compete with me?"

"Experience, of course it is an exchange." Cui Ruyuan replied without thinking.

Fearing that Lin Qingzhou would not agree, he hastily added, "This yard is too small to use your hands and feet. It is better to go to the green plum forest. It will be more open, enjoy the snow, pick plums, and discuss the Tao. It must have a special charm."

This Cui Rugu is quite an elegant person.

Lin Qingzhou readily agreed.

Green plum grove.

The branches are covered with snow, and the pale white and green plums don't seem to be eye-catching in the silvery white.

The fine snow dances, two figures, one green and one white, rise and fall in the white-branch Qionglin, where the sound of swords resounds, there is a heavy pile of snow.

Cui Rugu's cultivation base is the same as that of Lin Qingzhou, both of whom are in the early stage of Jindan.

However, Lin Qingzhou's movement is clean and easy, as light as the wind blowing back to the snow, Cui Ruzhi noticed that when he drew his sword and focused on the heavy sword, he lost a little lightness.

At the beginning of the fight between the two, it seemed that Cui Rugu, who was pressing every step of the way, had the upper hand, and Lin Qingzhou's sword was too light, like scratching an itch.

But after a few tricks, the two of them will be able to discover the clues.

Lin Qingzhou's sword is not sharp, but soft and strong, and retreats as an advance.

In just a few rounds, Lin Qingzhou effortlessly knocked down Cui Ruzhi who was standing on the plum branch with the hilt of his sword.

Cui Rugu sat down on the snow, sighing:

"Everyone in the sect says that Han Qi's swordsmanship is powerful, Senior Brother Lin, your swordsmanship is not far behind."

Lin Qingzhou put the sword back into its sheath, jumped off the plum branch, with a calm expression, "It's still worse than him."

Cui Ruyuan didn't get up either, and stretched out a hand to Lin Qingzhou.

Lin Qingzhou understood and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull him up.

Unexpectedly, Cui Ruyuan flipped his wrist, pulled Lin Qingzhou's wrist firmly with his backhand, and pulled it down heavily.

Lin Qingzhou was caught off guard and was dragged staggering forward.

In the blink of an eye, Cui Rugu wanted to go to the side and let Lin Qingzhou fall covered in snow.

Unexpectedly, he used too much force and was too late.

Lin Qingzhou did fall so that one sleeve was covered with snow.

The other hand pressed directly on his shoulder, pushing his whole body back to the ground, and the back of his head plunged into the snowdrift beside the root of the plum tree.

It made him covered in snow all over his head.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou laughed heartily, "You say you hurt eight hundred enemies and one thousand yourself, is it worth it?"

Cui Ruzhi shook the snow all over his head and face, "Senior brother Lin, you have too many eyes, your swordsmanship is no better than yours, and your secret tricks are no match for you."

Lin Qingzhou still smiled, "Not much, not much, just a little more than heartless."

Cui Ru was choked.

Lin Qingzhou's ridicule was even more presumptuous, and her clear voice was like snow flowing through a mountain stream, sparkling and moving.

However, sitting cross-legged in the green plum grove, sitting upright like a bamboo, Han Qi who originally had no other focus on cultivation.

Hear the laughter.

It's very harsh.

Seeing the smile on the man's face, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his eyes were stinging.

That person had never smiled like this in front of him.