Chapter 346

In the end, Anyang had nothing to do with Yunding Mountain.

He failed to climb Yunding Mountain, and failed to see the legendary bridge of immortals. Naturally, he was not sure if there were really immortals.

But I think that if there was a god who lived on Yunding Mountain, he would have been alarmed by his disturbance, and he would go down to the world to investigate, right?

It is undeniable that his second exploration of Genting Mountain ended in failure!

The mystery and power here had left a deep impression on him. If one day his army really entered the mainland of China, would he avoid this place after the aggressive invasion? Or maybe he will mobilize more troops on a whim, put more pressure on the ban on Genting Mountain until it can't stand it, and then explore this mysterious place!

In any case, as long as you start your own plan, the entire world will be changed, which is naturally beneficial, at least beneficial to yourself and the vast majority of people in this world, and the few who oppose it will be harmed by it. At that time, the entire world, whether it is Taoism or technology, will naturally increase its strength greatly. When it reaches a certain level, it will not allow the vague existence of Yunding Mountain.

That is to say, the secrets of Genting Mountain will be revealed sooner or later!

There are also legends that the Dragon King lived in the eastern seabed palace, the Arctic glacier giant cave, the sunset valley in the west, and so on. The mysterious places will eventually be solved, either by yourself or by waiting for the descendants of this world.

Before the Tianbing mecha left, Anyang went to Kunlun Mountain. On the one hand, he picked up Rabbit Jing, Xiaochan, and Huang Lan, and on the other hand, he asked Kunlun Mountain for the "Qiankun Borrowing Law" magic manual.

After all, the spell of Qiankun borrowing the law is indeed a strong one, and although he knows it, he is dead. He has only so much power in his life. Even the old Kunlun Daoist can't match it. He is naturally unwilling. Now he has the opportunity to practice on his own. , how can you give up?

If you want to come to yourself, you will do this trick, but you don't understand the principle. You still remember the feeling of power flow, you are familiar with it, and there is analysis and simulation of biological auxiliary chips. It will be much easier to practice than ordinary people, right?

Although he knew that Kunlun Mountain did not dare to refuse, Anyang did not force it. Instead, he used a "borrowing from heaven and earth", and casually changed a version of the story of his encounter with Yan Chixia and told them to listen to them, using the spells he had obtained. For incomplete reasons, let Kunlun Mountain complete it for him. Kunlun Mountain is naturally happy to sell his face, anyway, in their hearts, the "Qiankun borrowing the law" has been leaked, Anyang is just not practicing enough, so the magic can't be advanced to the next level, it is better to be a good person and win more for the future. some chips.

I have to say, they see quite a distance.

The twelfth lunar month is the cold winter!

It is still the high mountain thousands of miles away from Kunlun. The wooden house has been thickened by many layers to block the severe cold, heavy snow and cold wind. At this time, it looks a little more bloated and sturdy than before, but fortunately, it does not affect the aesthetics much. .

It has been frozen everywhere, and at such a high altitude, no matter where you are, you can't escape the winter snow, so there is this icy landscape. The cold pines and hazelnut forests have long been covered by heavy snow, as if they were covered with a thick layer of white plush. The sophistication contrasts with the warmth inside the log cabin.

Anyang is still sitting on the reclining chair, holding a thick thread-bound ancient book in his hand, reading it with relish, next to a brazier full of charcoal, burning with a subtle flame, which also adds to the room. Lots of warmth.

He is not afraid of the cold. After all, he has been to the Antarctic. He is not afraid of rabbit spirits. Xiaochan is not afraid, and Huang Lan is not afraid. It is just that warmth is more comfortable than cold, especially when reading and studying in a warm room. Any discomfort, this style is fine.

This ancient book records the basic parts of Shushan's sword control, with some sword tricks and magic tricks, because it is simpler than sword control and flying swordsmanship, so Anyang chose this book first, which is also the stepping stone of Shushan's advanced swordsmanship. .

It's very strange that Shushan can only use swordsmanship or flying swordsmanship, and even has some not-so-strict requirements for the shape of the sword, such as the Han sword and the great sword. It can't be an eight-sided sword, and even more so with knives, and the Tang knife, which is very similar in shape to a sword, can't work either. As for the specific reason, only the Supreme Elders like Yuqing and Huang Chen, who have been immersed in kendo for nearly two hundred years, can say why, and he is still far from that level.

Sword control is fine, at least part of it can be used on other weapons.

The fire in the brazier was a little dark. He turned a page of the book in his hand and made a move. A few pieces of charcoal flew from the corner, and fell steadily into the original pot, suppressing the dim and subtle flames. Even if it is a charcoal fire, I am not worried that it will go out.

On the opposite shelf is an ancient sword, the same one that Yuqing had at the beginning. It has a very simple and simple shape, without any decoration, even the handguards are only a little bit, and the handle is simply omitted. Originally, Anyang thought that its hilt was made of bronze, but when I held it in my hand, I felt that the material of the hilt was more like jasper, which was warm and greasy to the touch, which was probably the only highlight of this sword.

Anyang turned over the book and frowned, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the ancient sword, muttered a few spells, and waved towards the sword with the sword mark in his hand, and the sword suddenly flew upwards. The body spun and crossed an arch bridge-like arc before it fell into his hands.

Just by looking at the posture of this sword falling, not going straight, you know that this is definitely not a technique of capturing objects. These famous Shushan swords are often endowed with various abilities by the forgers and users of the past dynasties, and ordinary people cannot use the art of capturing objects!

Anyang murmured a few more incantations, holding the sword in his right hand and pointing his left hand on the hilt. In a flash, it was hidden again, and even the original coldness was put away.

"This swordsmanship is really good, no wonder Shushan is so obsessed with kendo, no wonder Shushan's attack is so famous!"

Anyang muttered to himself, and began to look at the sword again.

The gauntlet, hilt, and pommel of an ordinary sword are all things that show the temperament and soul, and are more gorgeously decorated, but this sword is so amazing except for the hilt, and so amazing, because no matter how ordinary swords can be. There are some patterns carved in these places, but this sword does not. Only the material of the hilt is a little eye-catching, and the rest are natural and unadorned.

This is a good sword, but there is no doubt about it!

The people of the Shushan faction believe that the long sword has a soul, and regard it as life, carry it with them every day, never leave it, and even if it is not sometimes inconvenient, they are not easy to put down, and they must be placed beside them when they sleep. This kind of almost devout belief has created their swordsmanship, as well as their upright behavior as swords.

Anyang didn't believe this. It was just a weapon. There might be some truth to the words "The King of Hundred Soldiers" and "The Weapon of a Gentleman." He threw the sword back to the shelf and lay it flat.

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps sounded, and Xiaochan first stuck out her head and glanced at him, just in line with his eyes, and her bright and agile big eyes flashed a bit, as if she was caught doing something bad and panicked. , and then walked in timidly.

"Book, scholar, I have a question for you."

"Where do you not understand?"

"Yeah." Xiaochan nodded timidly, agreed softly, affirmed his guess, and then said softly, "I did everything right, and the output of mana was enough, but the fire dragon I drew out. But it's only that big!"

"By the fire-shaped dragon technique?"

Xiaochan raised her eyes to look at him, and nodded slightly.

"You are small, your cultivation is shallow, if you don't practice diligently, and you don't know how to learn other things, you know that you can learn such powerful spells that you can't master!" Anyang reached out and patted her head, but she didn't dodge. , but narrowed his eyes nervously, only to open them after a while.

"I-I did it right, the mana is enough, it's just not big!"

She cautiously tried to bring the topic back to the discussion of spells. By the way, she indicated that she had already learned it and had enough mana, so she could master such powerful attack spells.

"How big is the fire dragon you drew?"

"It's that big." Xiaochan gestured with her arms outstretched, and then realized that she was still a little small, and her open arms were not long, so she hesitated to put her hands down and said, "It's only bigger than the one in the pot of snake soup that I ate the day before yesterday. The snake is a little bigger..."

Anyang's face was a little dark: "Who knows how big the snake is, I didn't see it, so I drank some soup and it was gone."

Xiaochan's face flushed immediately, and she waved her hand: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it was Huang Lan who ate it, she finished it in a few bites, and I didn't eat it either, um, um, that fire dragon is probably the same as this one. The sword is as big as half a zhang long..."

Anyang nodded: "That is indeed small enough, even smaller than the smallest."

Xiaochan raised her head and stared at him, her little hands in front of her unconsciously twisted together.

Anyang's face showed embarrassment: "It's a bit complicated, you can't tell what you don't understand, let's just say Huolong is small, is it possible that we have to solve the problem slowly? ... Well, you can use it slowly first, I'll see if I can see where the problem is."

"Um."

Xiaochan nodded nervously, looked around her eyes, and began to chant a spell.

Anyang, who felt a faint scorching power in the air, wisely cast a barrier technique, and began to watch her casting carefully, sensing the fluctuations of her mana, not letting go of the slightest details, and taking it to the auxiliary chip for analysis, but with the help of Intuition and familiarity with "Borrowing Fire-Shaped Objects", it seems that her spellcasting process did not go wrong.

In just a moment, the fire flashed in the room, and a fire dragon with thick thighs and more than three meters long appeared suddenly. It opened its teeth and danced its claws, causing the temperature in the room to rise abruptly, and the fire almost fell on Anyang. Fortunately, an invisible layer of The barrier blocked it.

Xiaochan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on, and then panicked that she almost hurt Anyang, she was at a loss for what to do, and the fire-shaped dragon technique disappeared due to the lack of mana, but Yu Wei and Yu Wen still stayed. air.

Anyang wiped his forehead where there was no sweat, and understood what was going on.

Xiaochan blinked her eyes, very cautious.

"You are a beginner, it's easier said than done to turn heat into flames with mana. In this snowy day, even the masters of Taoism know that they shouldn't use fire-inducing spells lightly. If you borrow fire-shaped dragons outside, you will be better than loach. It's already great!"

Xiaochan's face suddenly turned red, and she didn't care about anything. She stumbled and wanted to go out, but suddenly remembered something, she stopped and walked back with her head lowered: "Thank you, thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't even know that was the case!"

Anyang laughed dumbly.

He looked down at the ancient book, and it didn't take long for Rabbit Spirit to run in again, with a few unmelted snowflakes floating on her head, which complemented her long ears, adding a sense of ice and snow intelligence. Know where you just got back from.

Rabbit Jing was dragging a long thing in his hand, like a stick with leaves. After a closer look, he realized that it was actually a sugar cane!

God, where did she find the sugar cane?

Anyang looked at her sluggishly, watching her seriously handing this thing to him, when he reacted, he couldn't help but sigh, there are only foodies with insufficient vision, and there is no food that can't be found!

These days, the biggest change of Rabbit Essence should be that it has slightly broken away from many habits of rabbits in the past. For example, it no longer looks for grass that rabbits like to eat every day. It also starts to eat vegetables and cooked food, and moves closer to humans, but She still refused to eat meat, and even showed a look of surprise and disgust when she saw them gorging on meat.

She absolutely does not like to eat sugarcane, which has a lot of water and no fiber.

Anyang took the sugar cane, pulled her, and swept the snow off her ears and hair. Otherwise, the room temperature would soon turn into water. Rabbits should be dry creatures, and he also knew that this was very likely. It was this female goblin who deliberately didn't take it off.

During this action, the Rabbit Spirit stared at him with ruby ​​eyes, motionless, and let him do what he did. When he retracted his hand, he pursed his lips and smiled, then pulled over a small bench and sat down beside him. , looked up at him reading a book.

She won't realize her undeniable charm, nor will she realize that her smile is enough for some people to read a book for at least half an hour, and if it were an ordinary person, it would be very It is easy to dump her life for this.

After all, such a peaceful practice day is short-lived, and it also passes quickly. In a blink of an eye, the winter snow has melted, the alpine trees whose leaves have turned yellow and red and are slowly falling begin to sprout, the green grass slowly sticks its head out, and the world that sleeps for a season begins. recovery.

The people at the foot of the mountain should have changed their spring clothes. The graceful son from a famous family and the handsome young man with poetry and books should go out for an outing. Maybe the poem he wrote can attract the favor of some lady, and maybe they will be able to kiss Fang Ze. Or soaring into the sky, maybe a poem will become famous overnight, but more scholars are still reading, hoping to get the title, and they have jumped into the dragon gate from now on.

There is a pink bud between the peach trees, ready to release!

This also means that the time for Anyang to leave this world is getting closer.

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