Chapter 100: The Ghost in the Library

When sword cultivation in the world begins, there is a saying about sword cultivation. Usually, their respective teachers will give their disciples some sword cultivation methods that generate sword intent to read, and then record the time to see how many volumes of sword cultivation methods they have to read before they can do it. Resonate and not be contradicted by those sword intentions. The less time spent during this period, the smoother the person's sword path will be, which means that the person is more suitable for practicing swordsmanship. If it takes too long, it will It proves that this person is mediocre and may not be able to reach high places in his life.

As for the monk who cannot be recognized by the sword in the end, it proves that he cannot become a sword cultivator.

This is the meaning of sword watching.

In the history of sword cultivation, those with first-class talent, that is, those who have read the first volume of sword cultivation, will not be rejected by the sword. Such beings often achieve extremely high achievements after entering the sword cultivation, and they are all beings who are expected to forget their worries. , if a sect discovers such a gifted sword cultivator, it will definitely treat it as a treasure and cultivate it.

If nothing unexpected happens, such a sword cultivator will one day even become the pillar of a sect and a truly important figure.

After observing the sword, it is time to breed sword energy in the body. This stage also has its own speed, but even the most top-notch talent will take several days.

It is extremely rare for a swordsman to be able to generate sword energy in his body on the day he observes the sword. 🄲

There are at most only a few such figures of his generation, and in many cases he is the only one.

Sword cultivators who can generate sword energy in their bodies on the day they observe the sword will often become one of the most brilliant sword cultivators of that era.

Someone like Xie Nandu, who generated sword energy in her body as soon as she read the first volume of Sword Cultivation Techniques, would be ranked among the top ten, or even the top five, in the entire history of sword cultivation. The presence.

Such sword cultivators will be considered to be naturally suitable for practicing swordsmanship and are the seeds of sword immortality.

Xie Nandu is not a swordsman. He came to the library tonight just to see the swordsmanship method. He didn't even think about practicing it.

She didn't know much about swordsmanship and seemed a little confused. But after today's news spread, maybe a swordsmanship master would enter the academy tomorrow and take her away to pass on her swordsmanship skills to the next generation. Those swords that have been passed down for a long time are not Xiu Zongmen, I am afraid that she can agree on the spot that she will be the leader in the future.

Before today, Xie Nandu's talent had already been revealed. Back in the small pavilion in the center of Nanhu Lake, a figure like the dean took a serious look at Xie Nandu and saw that she was extremely talented, so he wanted to admit her. Then Wei Xu came to the lakeside While giving lectures to her, I often lamented that my junior sister was a monk who was born to practice.

Earlier, before she came to Shendu, it was only when she was in Bailu that she was actually found to have excellent cultivation talent. The Xie family in Shendu went to Bailu Xie when she was very young.

After the observation, Xie made the decision to study in Shendu after she turned sixteen.

She has long been considered a genius in cultivation, and no one in the world would doubt this.

But who could have imagined that in addition to practicing Taoism, she would also have such talent in the way of swordsmanship...

This means that not only can she go very far in Taoist practice in the future, but she can also become an extremely powerful swordsman.

In the history of spiritual practice, she is not the only monk like her who can move forward on two roads at the same time, but she has such a bright future on both roads. She may be the only one in the entire history of spiritual practice.

If you can walk forward on two roads at the same time and reach an extremely far place at the same time, that is an achievement that no one can imagine.

It's just that no one else knows what happened tonight, and Xie Nandu doesn't know what it means. Maybe even if he knew, depending on the girl's temperament, she would just shake her head.

She won't care too much.

After his thoughts were gone and the sword energy dissipated, Xie Nandu took back his hand, closed the roll of sword cultivation techniques, took off the hair tie that tied his hair, and tied the bamboo slips tightly again.

Her black hair was draped casually on her shoulders, filled with a faint floral fragrance, like a pear blossom in spring.

She didn't look at what the sword cultivation method was called, nor did she read it again, because she remembered it after reading it, and this was her skill.

After putting down the scroll of bamboo slips, she turned and went downstairs. It was already midnight and there were no students in the library. When she left the library, she looked up and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky. The moonlight was shining on the world, so that she would not be able to see it. Not knowing the way forward, she walked quietly towards the lakeside with the moonlight accompanying her, without the fear that ordinary women would have.

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The library, which looks like daylight, is the brightest place in the entire academy at night.

This kind of brightness is even a bit abrupt, but the students in the academy don't think so.

The dean trained his disciples during the day and felt bored, so he fell asleep and woke up quietly in the middle of the night, thinking about what his little disciple said to that idiot Wei Xu by the lake during the day. , the dean stood up and headed towards the library.

Although he, the teacher, does not know how to practice swordsmanship, since his disciples have this idea, he can do something.

He planned to go into the library to pick out a book on sword cultivation, and then write a letter to the short-lived ghost disciple in the north, asking him to write down some of his cultivation experience, so that his little disciple could follow him and embark on the journey of sword cultivation.

With such thoughts in mind, the dean slowly went upstairs. In just a moment, he reached the bookshelf where the art of sword cultivation was placed. He stretched out his hand to take a look, and quickly picked up a volume among the many bamboo slips, which happened to be the one that Xie Nandu had read before. That volume.

The dean frowned slightly when he looked at the hair tie of the woman on the bamboo slips. He looked down and found that the rope originally used to tie the bamboo slips was lying quietly on the ground.

The cut on it was very smooth, as if it was cut by someone with a sword.

The dean pondered for a moment and figured out the joint.

Moving his eyes to the hair tie again, the dean was silent.

Then some breeze flowed out of his robe, and particles of dust were stirred here, and the entire second floor of the library became a little mysterious.

A picture gradually appeared.

It was the scene of the girl flipping through the bookshelf before.

The dean looked at this scene and said self-deprecatingly, "It's really late." 🄲

He originally wanted to find a sword cultivation method for her, but he didn't expect Xie Nandu to come earlier than him. This girl has always been calm, but why is she so anxious this time?

She asked these questions during the day, but she couldn't help it at night?

Do you really not like practicing Taoism, but want to learn those sword cultivation methods?

The dean thought about these questions, but he didn't care much. This was originally a trivial matter, not a question worth pondering.

If Xie Nandu really likes the sword cultivation method, then let her practice it. Does it mean that if she becomes a sword cultivator, she is no longer his disciple?

That doesn't make sense.

He waved his hand, put the bamboo slips back on the bookshelf, and was about to turn around and go downstairs.

But when he turned around, he suddenly lost his mind and looked at the picture again.

At this moment, the girl lowered her head and looked at her fingers.

The dean also looked over.

He felt a sharp edge.

This kind of tracing method can only reproduce the situation at that time, but some things will still be missing and will not be so clear and definite.

But that sharp meaning actually exists between the current library and has not completely dissipated.

The dean was a little absent-minded. Even a person like him didn't know what to say when he saw such a scene. <

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He naturally knew that his disciple was a genius.

But he had never thought that Xie Nandu would be so talented in the way of swordsmanship.

When he thought that his disciple might become a unique figure in history who practiced both Taoism and swordsmanship, the dean couldn't help laughing.

His laughter was very hearty and soon spread throughout the library.

"What the fuck is the bigger the fist, the more reasonable it is, and the fuck is that scholars can talk about reason, but not fight. Well, wait a few years, I will show you what the truth is in my hands, and I can talk about it as I want!"

But this laughter is not very pleasant.

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In the early morning, when the sky was just getting light, the students gathered by the lake. There was no class in the academy today, so there were a lot of students by the lake today, but now these students all looked a little panicked, and many of them had heavy dark circles under their eyes. It seemed that they didn't sleep well last night, and no one knew what happened.

Familiar people greeted each other and talked about some gossip.

Soon someone started to ask anxiously, "Did you hear it too?"

Hearing this, many students at the lakeside nodded and said in agreement, "That sound was like the howling of a ghost. It was terrifying at first, and even more terrifying after thinking about it, which made people shudder!"

"Brother Chen is right. I was studying a book of saints at the time. Don't be afraid of being laughed at by you. When I heard the sound, I was so scared that I dropped the book."

"That's right, but the academy is a place where saints study. It should have a righteous spirit that will last forever. Why are there ghosts?"

"Yes, this doesn't make sense, but we really heard the sound. It was indeed the roar of an evil ghost. It's true!"

Some students were puzzled and their faces were full of doubts.

"Who can tell?" A student whispered, "Listen to the direction of the sound, the ghost crying last night came from the library..."

"We have to tell this to all the teachers. They are great scholars with great integrity. It is a piece of cake to drive away the ghosts. If this matter is not resolved, how can we dare to go to the library to read books?"

"You are right. If the ghosts don't go away, we really have no intention of reading."

The students of the academy talked about the sound they heard last night by the lake, and everyone looked unhappy.

But they didn't notice that at this moment, outside the crowd, there was a man who was too excited last night and got up early today to walk by the lake. His face became more and more ugly.