Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 81 The Ancient Mysterious Book of the Earth
The leader of the Blue River Kingdom laughed a few times, but did not speak, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Chu Tianming shook his head and looked at the leader of the Blue River Kingdom, "So, the leader of the Daolei Kingdom invites you to join forces to attack Wenzong?"

"Yes." The leader of the Blue River Kingdom said frankly, "Although Wenzong has declined, his background is probably deeper than all our forces combined. To say that he is not coveted would be a lie."

Chu Tianming nodded and said calmly: "Yes, Wenzong's background is indeed fascinating."

"But I quit." The leader of the Blue River Kingdom said, which made Chu Tianming glance at him. "I am surrounded by black energy and can hardly control my life. How can I think of anything else?"

Chu Tianming couldn't help but smile and said, "Then you can make plans now."

The leader of the Blue River Kingdom was startled by Chu Tianming's words, "Young Master Chu, please stop joking. Before I met you, although I withdrew from their alliance, I still had confidence in them, but now that I have seen The young master’s methods, knowing that the young master is in charge of Wenzong, all the conspiracies and tricks will be in vain.”

Chu Tianming shook his head and said, "I don't have these means. Look, I haven't even turned on the source of energy."

The leader of the Blue River Kingdom hurriedly laughed and said: "Young master, you are kidding me. At your level, the so-called 'strength' can no longer be judged based on the surface..."

"In my opinion, not only will Lord Dao Lei and the others not be able to eat Wenzong, they may have to lose a few teeth."

When Chu Tianming heard this, he just shook his head.

The leader of the Blue River Kingdom was stunned, thinking that what he said was wrong, "Is it possible that Mr. Chu doesn't intend to help Wenzong?"

Chu Tianming smiled and said: "Help, why not help?"

The leader of the Blue River Kingdom was confused. If he was helping, why would he still shake his head?

Little did he know that Chu Tianming shook his head because what he said was wrong.

If Lord Dao Lei and the others come to commit the crime, let alone break a few teeth, they may even lose their own lives.

Wenzong is indeed in decline, but as long as Chu Tianming doesn't leave, it will be invincible.

Chu Tianming looked around and saw the remaining six peaks of Wenzong reflecting the last ray of the sunset among the endless sea of ​​clouds.

"The dark night in Daoye is coming..."

Chu Tianming sighed, rubbed the wine gourd with his palm, put his other hand lightly on his head, closed his eyes and dozed off.

Upon seeing this, the Lord of Daolei stopped disturbing him and retreated quietly.

In the next period of time, the chapter written by Wen Zong's thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, which was written under the mountains and rivers with dark golden brushstrokes, finally showed its final sublimation with the brewing of time.

"Boom!"

"Dong dong!"

"Boom!"

"Dong dong dong..."

The dark golden supreme chapter beat like a heart, and with its beating, the sky of Wenzong showed the scene of gathering winds and clouds.

This vision continued to expand, and finally there was a vision in the sky across the entire field.

Between the mountains and rivers, countless creatures stopped, and countless monks stopped exploring.

Panlong Mansion, Ningtian Realm, Hejian Sect, Qi Gathering Pavilion... countless disciples stopped practicing.

At this moment, gazes gathered from all over Daoye and focused in the direction of Wenzong. A bright beam of light soared into the sky from Wenzong's thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and inserted into the depths of the endless sky.

Then, the sky opened, and an ancient book that was too huge to be described in words slowly appeared in the sky.On the book, there are four large characters that exude the simplicity of the green pine - Di Gu Xuan Shu.

The book opened a page and cast rays of light, one of which fell into Wen Zong's churning sea of ​​clouds and landed on the illusory portal of the calligraphy world, making it turn into reality at this moment.

The rest of the light was thrown into the places with illusory portals in Daoye, solidifying the portals in the Shuxuan world they owned.

Looking at the solid doors, the hearts of countless people began to beat. Even the older generation of monks seemed to be able to feel the long-dormant blood in their chests beginning to boil.

This time, the world of calligraphy and mystery has finally opened amidst the expectations of countless monks.

Chu Tianming sat on the rooftop of the Forget-Not Pavilion, drinking wine, looking at the big book deep in the sky, and said with a smile: "The Shuxuan Realm, the Shuxuan Realm..."

Regarding the origin of the Mysterious Book World, few people actually know about it. It is said that the Mysterious Book World was created by the Lanting Book Sage, but it is not true.

When Saint Lord Long Lan traveled to the Realm of Cultivation, he got a local ancient mysterious book.

The Ancient Mysterious Book of the Earth is said to be a book, but in fact it is not a book at all, but a refining magic weapon that contains seven kinds of power.

The ancient mysterious book of the earth has seven pages, and one page contains one mysterious book.

Every time you turn a page, the refining power in the Earth Ancient Mysterious Book will increase a lot. When it turns to the seventh page, even those who have entered the Dao will be refined.

When Lanting Shusheng established his study, Long Lan gave this book to Lanting Shusheng for Chu Tianming's sake. Later, after Lanting Shusheng's improvement, this book became a secret realm in the study for his disciples to practice in. , pursuing opportunities.

Chu Tianming left something in it, and now he needs to get it. This is why he came to Wenzong specifically.

"Young Master." Xiaoyin has been in seclusion to consolidate her cultivation during this period. Now that the world of calligraphy has been opened, she followed Chu Tianming's instructions and came out.

"Woof woof!" Xiaobai, who had disappeared for a while, also appeared. It realized that this was another big opportunity that could not be missed, so it jumped out immediately.

"Let's go to Bailian Peak." Chu Tianming said calmly, then stood up, clapped his hands, and walked outside the Forget-Not Pavilion.

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Bailian Peak.

When Chu Tianming and others arrived, dozens of Wenzong disciples had gathered here. Chu Tianming was no stranger to the leading disciples, including the orthodox Hong Lan, Mu Lingqing, and Qi Mufeng, and the side disciples Zhao Yue and Jian Shishi. , Lin Ziyun, and Mu Ke are all in high spirits and ready to go.

On the high platform, the head of Wenzong was introducing the world of Shuxuan in a loud voice.

Seeing Chu Tianming's arrival, head Wen Zong slowed down his tone and cast a friendly look.

Hong Lan also glanced at Chu Tianming, and then when she saw Xiao Bai, she couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Among the disciples from the side sect, Zhao Yue focused all his attention on Chu Tianming's waist, where he saw a bright yellow gourd hanging.

The moment he saw the gourd, Zhao Yue's breathing became thicker, his eyes turned red, and he almost couldn't restrain his impulse.

"Hold it, hold it!" Zhao Yue ran the Heart Sutra and tried his best to keep himself calm, "I will kill him as soon as he enters the Shuxuan Realm. You must restrain yourself now! You must restrain yourself!"

After Master Wenzong introduced the Shuxuan World, he said loudly: "There are seven levels of 'Xuan Tian' in the Shuxuan World. At the end of each level of Xuantian, there will be a washout of refining power. Lanting Shusheng is in the Shuxuan World." There are multiple shelter points built inside, and only by entering the shelter point before the end of each level of Xuantian can you survive safely and enter the next level of Xuantian."

"If you can't survive it, you will definitely die, without exception."

When the head of Wenzong said this, many disciples couldn't help but swallow their saliva, but the faces of Hong Lan and other disciples were much calmer.

Then, Master Wenzong waved his sleeves, and dozens of wooden plaques flew out like a goddess scattering flowers and fell into the hands of every disciple present.

(End of this chapter)