Chapter 128 Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills
Looking at the ancient book on the attic in front of him, which was in harmony with the three-pointed two-edged sword, Pei Jun's eyes flashed with surprise.
What kind of ancient book could actually produce a response with the three-pointed two-edged sword?
Pei Jun had this thought in his mind, and he didn't care about recovering, and walked forward quickly!
He stretched out his hand and pulled out the ancient book with a brilliant light.
The moment the ancient book was in his hand, Pei Jun suddenly felt the blood rushing around him, and a familiar feeling came from the bottom of his heart.
The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand was trembling violently, reflecting each other from a distance!
Pei Jun looked down and saw a few ancient characters written in gold and silver on the ancient book in his hand. The moment the ancient characters came into his eyes, Pei Jun knew a name:
"Eight-Nine Mysterious Art!"
His heart thumped, and Pei Jun felt that the blood in his body was boiling.
Pei Jun believed that he had never experienced such a strange phenomenon in his previous life, and his blood had long been integrated with the divine blood!
So all the strange phenomena in the body were caused by the divine blood!
Can it sense the divine blood and the three-pointed two-edged sword?
Pei Jun's mind suddenly emerged with the majestic and majestic body that he had seen in his fantasy!
Could this skill be related to the owner of the body?
Or even...
Pei Jun suddenly had a bold guess in his heart!
Could it be that the skill in his hand was the skill that the owner of the body, that is, the owner of the divine blood, had practiced?
Otherwise, how to explain the vision of the divine blood and the three-pointed two-edged sword?
Thinking of this, Pei Jun's heart couldn't help but pound, and his breathing felt stagnant.
He immediately opened the ancient book.
On the first page of the book, someone wrote:
"Cultivate the eight or nine mysterious wonders, and you can roam the world!"
What a domineering word!
Pei Jun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, read it twice in a low voice, and then continued to flip down.
At the same time, Zhang Zhibai, who was frightened downstairs by the murderous intent of the three-pointed two-edged sword and fell on the stairs, also climbed to the second floor again.
The moment he stood firmly on the second floor, Zhang Zhibai breathed a sigh of relief.
It was not too difficult for him to climb to the second floor, but he did not expect that accidents would occur one after another during the process!
He was in a bit of a mess now.
With a flash of thought, Zhang Zhibai looked up at the second floor, and then saw Jiang Wan sitting cross-legged in a corner.
Jiang Wan also saw Zhang Zhibai at this time, raised his eyebrows, and then lowered his head to continue reading the ancient books in his hand.
The ancient books that remained were all ancient exercises, even if Jiang Wan had practiced the Xuannv swordsmanship, it was still very helpful!
Zhang Zhibai recognized the woman in front of him, the sword fairy.
The fight outside the cave made many people remember the woman in front of them, as for the other person Zhang Zhibai wanted to find.
But he disappeared!
Zhang Zhibai frowned, looked slightly at the stairs to the third floor, and a bad worry flashed in his heart.
Suppressing his worries, Zhang Zhibai turned around and looked at the ancient books on the bookshelf on the second floor.
There were also many ancient books, but like the first floor, they would fall apart at the touch!
Zhang Zhibai frowned, and his eyes fell on the ancient books in Jiang Wan's hand again. If he was not mistaken, the ancient book in the hands of the sword fairy should have the same origin as the ancient books on the bookshelf on the second floor!
Moreover, Zhang Zhibai keenly discovered that there were many gaps on the bookshelf on the second floor!
These gaps were obviously filled with ancient books before, but now all these ancient books have disappeared!
Zhang Zhibai took a deep breath.
He understood something in his heart!
Obviously he was a step late, and the ancient books stored on the second floor had already been taken by someone!
And it's not just the second floor!
Zhang Zhibai looked at the third floor.
Coincidentally, a figure walked down from the third floor. The moment he saw the figure, Zhang Zhibai's eyes condensed!
The figure walking down from the third floor was the person who killed Emperor Yan down the mountain!
At this time, he walked down slowly from the third floor with a calm expression.
The person coming downstairs was Pei Jun. The cave heaven also had a time limit, so he naturally couldn't practice directly in the cave heaven.
He had to hurry up to go to other places to take a look!
So Pei Jun simply read the Eight Nine Mysterious Skills on the fourth floor and plundered all the skills on the fourth floor.
Then he walked down the stairs.
He happened to meet Zhang Zhibai, and the two looked at each other.
A figure with a fairy-like appearance suddenly appeared in Pei Jun's mind, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.
Zhang Zhibai!
The figure that appeared in Pei Jun's mind was the memory of his previous life.
The figure in the memory was more fairy-like and mysterious than now, and his appearance was more mature and stable!
As the leader of Taoism, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, a master of the land immortal realm!
A powerful existence at the top of the pyramid in the previous life!
Zhang Zhibai's name was known to everyone in the previous life.
Unexpectedly, he also came to the cave heaven, but it was also true that Taoism in the previous life began to rise from then on.
Obviously, the Taoists got something from it!
Thinking of this, Pei Jun looked surprised and thought of the countless ancient books he had looted into the mutton-fat jade bottle.
Could it be...
Pei Jun suddenly thought of a possibility, and his mouth twitched.
I wonder if Taoism can rise again in this life like in the previous life after being robbed by him?
However, this has nothing to do with him.
Whether in the previous life or this life, the life and death of Taoism has nothing to do with him.
Pei Jun retracted his thoughts and called Jiang Wan who was still reading:
"Let's go."
"Oh!"
Jiang Wan looked up and saw Pei Jun coming downstairs, and immediately stood up with a sword in hand.
The two figures passed by Zhang Zhibai and walked towards the first floor. Just as the two were about to go downstairs, Zhang Zhibai's voice suddenly came from behind:
"Daoyou, please stay."
Zhang Zhibai called the two people who were going downstairs with a tangled look.
Pei Jun paused, and Jiang Wan turned his head curiously, looking at Zhang Zhibai with a puzzled look.
Zhang Zhibai said:
"I wonder what Daoyou got upstairs?"
He looked a little anxious.
Jiang Wan looked at Pei Jun, who looked at Zhang Zhibai indifferently without saying a word.
Zhang Zhibai gritted his teeth!
"If Daoyou gets something, I can trade with you!"
Pei Jun raised his eyebrows.
Zhang Zhibai immediately continued:
"Longhu Mountain is the ancestral land of Taoism. There are many mysterious ancient objects and even magic techniques left over from ancient times!"
"If possible, I am willing to exchange with fellow Taoists!"
Hearing Zhang Zhibai's words, Pei Jun's eyes flashed with thought. He knew the magic techniques mentioned by Zhang Zhibai.
The magic of talismans.
The magic techniques that have been passed down in Longhu Mountain.
As for the mysterious ancient objects mentioned by Zhang Zhibai, Pei Jun's eyes flashed with a gleam of light.
He really remembered that many magic weapons and spiritual tools were born in Longhu Mountain in his previous life, and there were some top-level ones.
So after thinking for a moment, Pei Jun nodded gently:
"Let's talk about it after we go out."
The time in the cave is limited, and he needs to hurry up to explore.
Seeing Pei Jun nod, Zhang Zhibai breathed a sigh of relief and said immediately:
"How can I contact you when I go out?"
"Hangzhou Liuhe Martial Arts Hall."
Leaving a word, Pei Jun and Jiang Wan walked down the stairs.
Zhang Zhibai looked at the ancient books all over the building and sighed. He felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart. For some reason, he always felt that something that originally belonged to him was gone!