MTL - Journey To the Heavens Starting From the Night-Chapter 57 Where did the book go?

With the passage of time, the commotion caused by Mr. Thirteen of the academy became more and more serious, not to mention the fact that Ning Que was tested by Haotian Shenhui by the former Guangming priest Wei Guangming.

It's just that Ning Que, who had just entered the realm of Dongxuan, used only one arrow to abolish Prince Longqing, who was hailed as the son of light by Xiling. According to the news spread to the world, that Prince Longqing has now quietly left Taoshan I don't know where to go.

Compared to Ning Que's legend, Su Xuan, who borrowed Daming Lake to fill the lake and beheaded the head of the Hanging Discipline Academy, seemed a little unknown because the Buddhist sect had not yet reprimanded him.

But these stories in the eyes of the world have long been unable to affect Su Xuan, because he is going to eat fish by the bank of the hot sea, and meet someone by the way.

On the way to Atami, an ox cart pulled by a green ox was walking slowly in the depths of the wilderness full of severe cold, perhaps feeling restrained, the ox cart was pulling the cart carelessly, and focused on Pick those bumpy roads.

But Su Xuan in the car had already considered this point when making this bullock cart. Naturally, the bullock cart full of runes will not be afraid of some potholes, and even practitioners in the realm of knowing fate can block it. It takes a moment.

The interior of the bullock cart was warm like spring, Mo Shanshan looked through the curtain at Su Xuan who was flipping through the Taoist scriptures while driving the bullock cart, and asked: "Mr. Su, the great priest of the Heavenly Mandate once predicted that the heavenly scriptures are in the wilderness. And the most likely place in the wasteland where the heavenly script remains is the gate of the Demon Sect, but if the book is not in the gate of the Demon Sect today, where should it be?"

The ancestors of Mochiyuan were also fortunate enough to enter the gate of the Demon Sect, and even left some maps drawn based on the memory of the predecessors, so Mo Shanshan was very puzzled that the Tianshu Mingzi scroll was not at the gate of the Demon Sect.

Su Xuan closed the Taoist book, put it on the armrest beside him, and calmly explained: "Lord Mo Shan, the prophecy of the great priest of Heavenly Mandate is naturally not wrong, but why does the book of Heaven have to stay at the gate of the Mozong Mountain at the bottom of Daming Lake?" Inside."

Mo Shanshan was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Back then, the great priest of Guangming who betrayed Xiling, brought the Tianshu Mingzi scroll, came to the wasteland, and established the Demon Sect. Zijuan Tianshu should still be at the gate of Mozong Mountain."

Su Xuan is aware of Mo Shanshan's doubts, because this is what the world thinks is true, but there are some truths that are always contrary to what the world thinks. He said calmly: "That is a long-ago story. The process is quite legendary, but in the end, the volume of Mingzi Juan Tianshu is on the waist of Mr. Li Slowly."

Such a result was probably due to the wish of the master, who did not want to read the heavenly scriptures in writing and be buried in the ruins, let alone the heavenly scriptures were found by the priests of Xiling.

At the beginning, the Mingzi scroll of Tianshu was indeed inside the gate of Mozong Mountain, even at the moment when Ke Haoran cut it off with a sword, it was still at the gate of Mozong Mountain. Ke Haoran didn’t like the so-called Mingzi scroll of Tianshu, so he threw it away at the gate However, Master asked Li to slowly take away the Mingzi Juan Tianshu.

Mo Shanshan's embroidered eyebrows stretched out after her doubts were answered, and she said softly, "Is that the old scroll?"

She recalled a few days ago, what she had seen and heard in the deep passage at the gate of the Mozong Mozong, and the old book that the middle-aged scholar who was called Mr. Academy, casually pinned to his waist. Who would have thought, The Mingzi Juan Tianshu, which is regarded as a fetish by Xiling, will be treated like this.

Su Xuan, who was driving, nodded, and said: "That is the Mingzi Juan Tianshu. The master of the academy came to the wasteland, which caused the great priest of heaven to predict the appearance of the heavenly book in the wasteland. Therefore, practitioners who come to the wasteland to try their luck are really It became hit and miss.”

This is a coincidence, but all the coincidences have already been clearly priced in the dark. This time, the prophecy of the great priest of Tianyu was largely guided by Haotian. Thinly peeling off the cocoon.

After Mo Shanshan wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he said: "The scroll of Ming characters is in the hands of Mr. Da of the academy. No one can take it away."

After saying this, she felt a little lost, because the Mr. Su in front of her was a disciple of the Taoist Zhishouguan, and it was probably Mr. Su's job to find the heavenly scriptures, so she felt the same loss.

Su Xuan looked at the night and said: "Master Mo Shan, don't think too much about it. The matter of the Tianshu Mingzi scroll is just done casually. Those things will naturally be done by the temple master. How can I let me know my fate?" What do practitioners in the realm do?"

The Mingzi Juan Tianshu is in the hands of Li Slowly, apart from the mundane world, the master wandering in the South China Sea, who can take it away from the first lecture seat who watched the world sink in the tiankeng, but the master is still there is the biggest problem, so This problem can be called unsolvable.

Not to mention him, even if the temple master and the chief lecturer are stacked together, and the alcoholic and butcher are tied up, it may not be able to block the master's foot.

Su Xuan continued: "Compared to Tianshu, I'm still looking forward to the peony fish in the hot sea. If you don't go to UU Reading www.uukanshu.com soon, I'm afraid this year's peony fish will be eaten up."

The peony fish is in the hot sea that crosses the snow peak. When it reaches the bank of the hot sea, it is waiting to be eaten. But the Mingzi Juan Tianshu is now in the hands of Li Slowly, and he can't get it, so he still looks forward to Peony Fish even more.

In the compartment, Mo Shanshan laughed softly: "The peony fish in Rehai is very good, but it's a pity that I don't want to go, otherwise I can cook some famous dishes of Dahe Kingdom for Mr. Su."

In the matter of cooking, her senior sister is indeed more talented than her. If I knew this, I should let senior sister Zhuo go with me. That is the peony fish on the bank of the hot sea, and there are very few fish in the world who can compare with it.

Su Xuan said with a smile: "I'm not a big shot, so I have to eat some famous dishes, just plain food."

In his opinion, no matter how exquisite the peony fish is, it is still peony fish. The simplest cooking method, the peony fish, is very consistent with the artistic conception of simplicity.

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Atami!

The most powerful practitioner in the world, the dean of the academy, put down the chopsticks in his hand and stood up. Looking at the hot sea that had been covered with a little ice, he waved his sleeves, and the hot sea burst into waves. Many peony fish were thrown into the sky, but the peony fish that flew into the sky did not fall back to the hot sea, but disappeared out of thin air.

The master stroked his graying beard, and said: "There are not many peony fish, let's raise them in the back mountain first! Don't let the disciples of the academy in the future know what a peony fish is."

On the mountain behind the academy, above the lake, many peony fish suddenly appeared, and immediately fell into the water with a plop, attracting Yu Lian and the others to stop.

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