Repugnant Gateway

Anzheng likes this nomination, is there anything better than blatantly doing what he was supposed to do secretly?

It should be there.

But An Zheng felt that it was very cool now. Just when he was thinking about how to write an article from Li Changlu, An Chengli came to him and sent him a pen and a piece of paper on behalf of Yan Wang. , Everything you write is full marks. Lao Huo said that the contention of Anzheng's luck was so extreme that sometimes the luck was inexplicable. Lao Huo has always been worried about the bad results this luck will bring, but now the bad results haven't come all the time.

Li Changlu.

An Zheng looked at An Chengli's back and couldn't help laughing.

The country has given me a chance to revenge privately, and that's how it came when it came. It's as if a person is very hungry and just walks into a particularly luxurious restaurant while still calculating what to eat. The owner of the restaurant ran over and stuffed a card in his hand ... or the supreme card, as long as you came, you would eat and drink for life.

The next few days were particularly quiet, and no one seemed to pay attention to the inexplicable contest between Anzheng and Ding Wanqiu. But this matter has undoubtedly spread among all the people in Fanggu City who should know about it, and several large schools and colleges have begun to think about it.

Relatively speaking, martial arts schools have not been superior to Dading College and Taishang Dojo. The geniuses of Dading College and Taishang Dojo are all coming out in batches, such as Su Feilun, Tang Fangniu, Li Shisan. Rufeng Xiuyang, Ding Wanqiu, Han Ruo. In the past four years, only one Nie Qing appeared in the martial arts school. Now some people can once again let the martial arts school raise their spirits. Even if the president of the martial arts school doesn't like security, it has to be taken seriously.

In fact, the night after Anzheng and Ding Wanqiu met, Yanshu and Changhuan discussed one thing, is there any way to send Anzheng into the battle for the leader? Although Nie Qing went up three floors, there were some gold-practice exercises that looked up on the third floor, and a purple-practice exercise that made you kneel, but Nie Qing was only one person after all, and Taishang Dojo and Dading College The background is deeper than Wuyuan.

In this regard, Chang Huan's attitude is particularly opposed.

Chang Huan feels that instead of trying his best to send Anzheng into the battle for the leader, let Anzheng barely confront the true genius like Su Feilunfeng Xiuyang, it is better to give him four years of growth time. Four years later, even Dading College and Taishang Dojo still have a lot of talent, and the potential for security may be enough to sweep.

An Zheng didn't know this and was temporarily uninterested in it. He doesn't have as many desires for fame and status. This is certainly not because he has no desires, because he has reached a height that others may never reach. Even compared with those who are regarded as the arrogants of heaven, can their achievements reach the achievements that Anzheng once had in the future?

What An Zheng wants to do now is how to find the answer from Li Changlu.

On the fifth day after An Chengli arrived, An Zheng felt that he could go out, so he and Du Shoushen took Xiaoqidao to hang out. Auntie Ye is still in the treatment period, so neither Qu Liuxi nor Gu Qianye came out.

Du Shoushou suddenly thought of a question: "An Zheng, Xiu is divided into realms, but do you know?"

An Zheng didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Du Shou said: "You think, when our cultivation base has reached a certain point, it will naturally rise to a higher level. This kind of nature does not seem to know why."

An Zheng smiled: "You are the same problem as who I am and why I am alive. Simply put, the human body itself has such a structure. You can think of the human as a straight corridor, but this There are countless doors in the corridor. Your entry is like opening a door. When you are one year old, you can open a one-year-old door, when you are two years old, you can open a two-year-old door ... In contrast, it is your ascension. Open the door to the realm of ascension, and Xumi's realm to open the door to Xumi's realm. "

Du Shoushou: "So the door opens, but it's actually still involuntary."

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "But what do you want to do with this thing?"

Du Shoushou: "It's nothing, it's just involuntary."

He asked: "I don't know what kind of power a real great practitioner has."

An Zheng said: "In the Tianji Palace, when the Youguo people shot and assassinate Yan Wang and the Empress Dowager, I saw ... When the Shi Jing came out of it, I thought that Yan Wang and the Empress Doom would definitely die. Fortunately, it was only one Shi Jing, who is eager to be born, will be invincible if he cultivates for another thousand years. Even if he is thousands of years old, his body is improper, and his spirit is not full, but he is still powerful enough to suffocate. "

Du Shoushou asked: "Isn't it said that an old enlightenment caught Shi Jing?"

An Zheng nodded: "That's just a statement to the people. It's actually a large array of anthropomorphic humanoid figures in Tianji Palace. It is said that Yan Guo once had a master in a small heaven, but it has been a hundred years old. It is expected that the large array is It was created before the death of a strong man in a small heaven, and sealed his own cultivation force. However, this large array is opened once and damaged once. Even if it is not opened, as the time passes, the sealed cultivation in the large array is The force will gradually lose. "

Du Shou thin sighed: "Unfortunately I was not there that day, I really want to see the style of the ultimate practitioner."

An Zheng said: "It's not the ultimate. In fact, that Shi Jing's strength is very strong, but he was cast a blood curse by the people of the You Kingdom, but instead restricted him. If he was allowed to fight unscrupulously, the large formation of the Tianji Palace might not Can suppress it. "

Du Shoushou asked, "What about Shi Jing?"

An Zheng always felt a little familiar with the red light he had seen before he fell into a coma.

"I don't know, I feel like I was snatched from the Great Celestial Palace, but the news released in the Celestial Palace is that Shi Jing escaped."

Du Shou said: "If there is no one to control that kind of thing, I don't know how much disaster it will cause."

An Zheng shook his head.

Xiao Qidao listened quietly on the side, and then pulled La Anzheng's sleeve and stretched his finger to sell the sugar gourd not far away. An Zheng smiled and walked over to buy three strings. Two big men plus a little man, nibbling on sugar cane gourds, wandering on the street.

At the same time, on the second floor of Wuyuan Book Building.

Ding Shengxia was crazy looking for something in it. With his qualifications, he could only climb to the second floor, although according to his strength, he could participate in the battle for the leader. However, he abandoned his accumulation in Dading College for several years and was only a freshman after arriving at the Wuyuan Academy. No matter how strong you are and how talented you are, according to the rules of the martial arts school, you can climb up to the second floor of the bookstore.

Moreover, the staying time is not allowed to exceed one hour, and the exercises are not allowed to be taken out of the library.

"There must be!"

Ding Shengxia's eyes were red, like a hungry beast.

He has read the exercises hidden by the Ding family. He knows that those exercises are not useful for Anzheng. Last night, he forced his father's servant, Lang Ding, to go to Taishang Dojo by mistake. Ding mistakenly stated that the medicine was not bought at all, but that his brother Ding Wanqiu received the reward at Taishang Dojo Got him. Not only was Ding Shengxia not grateful, he felt that he had been deceived, and everyone was humiliating him.

"I'm going to the third floor!"

Standing in a pile of books, Ding Shengxia suddenly raised his head and looked at the stairs, then strode forward.

A young woman sitting in a chair quietly reading a book on the corner of the stairs on the second floor raised her head and looked at him lightly, then lowered her head to continue reading: "You are not qualified to go to the third floor."

Ding Shengxia roared: "I'm going to go!"

He stepped forward and was about to climb the stairs.

The young woman did not lift her eyelids, her left hand lifted up, her thumb, middle finger, index finger, and three fingers moved a few times, and she said a word in her mouth: "Bind!"

A buzz!

Ding Shengxia felt a thunder explode in his mind, and his mind was blank for a moment. His eyes were black, and his body lost his freedom in an instant. There seemed to be dozens of bronze bells striking at the same time in his mind, and at once, his body shivered uncontrollably, but it was impossible to move. One of his feet has been lifted up, and he remains stiff there.

After a while, his sweat had wet all his clothes. It seems that the ear is cut by a knife, and a pair of hands stretched out from the ear to the head.

"Go back and miss your first offense."

The young woman raised her head, still glancing at Ding Shengxia indifferently: "This kind of impatience, be careful with anger to attack your heart. Even if you are practicing, you may get mad."

As her words fell, Ding Shengxia suddenly loosened and fell to the ground with a thump. Bean sweat dripped from his face, and soon wet the wooden floor.

"Thank you, sir."

Ding Shengxia stood up hard, holding the handrail of the stairs with both hands before barely falling again. He conditioned for a while before the whole body's blood flowed smoothly, then he turned around and walked back to the bookshelf step by step.

"Trouble you to put back the books you just thrown everywhere, try to be as light as possible. What is useless to you may be the treasure to others."

The young woman said behind Ding Shengxia.

Ding Shengxia didn't dare to obey, he couldn't even find out how powerful the young woman's cultivation practices were, but he was sure that even twenty of them were not opponents.

He picked up the books he had just ripped off from the shelf one by one, and then put them back in order. Just as he picked up the last book, his fingertips suddenly hurt. He looked down and found that he didn't know something punctured his finger, and a drop of blood oozed out of the tiny pinhole, bright red.

That is just a common elementary exercise. If it is divided according to grade, it will be barely accepted.

There are some pictures of beasts on the cover. The lines are very rough, but there is only a shape. On top of those beast pictures are three words "Beast Opera"

Ding Shengxia just turned over this thing, there are some pictures that imitate the beast's attack form, and with the power of cultivation, it is also flexible and sharp. But this thing may be helpful to practitioners in the ascending realm, but for the practitioners in the Xuya realm, it is not much different from the old people's physical exercises.

Ding Shengxia had planned to put the book back and left, and the young woman gave him great pressure.

But just when he was going to put the book back, he found that the blood on his fingertips turned into a red line, crawling on the book like a tiny spirit snake, and crawling into the page Among.

Ding Shengxia quickly opened the pages of the book, looking page after page, and finally found his own drop of blood on the 19th page. But the drop of blood had turned into a shallow pattern. He reached out and touched it subconsciously. There was another pain on his fingertips, and blood couldn't stop flowing out of his fingertips. At the beginning it was a red line, which gradually became a small river of blood of chopsticks and poured into the pages of the book.

Even more frightening is that the pages are not wet.

Suddenly, a very harsh voice appeared in Ding Shengxia's mind. The voice was so loud that Ding Shengxia turned pale. He looked around, but only him and the young woman who was still reading quietly on the second floor.

"You opened a door. There is everything you want in this door. Are you ready to walk in?"

The voice echoed in his mind, like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

I……

Ding Shengxia opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't even speak a word.

He saw a greasy face on the pages of the book, with nineteen words on his forehead.

"I am the Nineteen Demons, leading you to be a member of the devil. Don't be afraid, don't escape, answer me a question ... Do you have hatred in your heart?"

Ding Shengxia's eyes suddenly widened, then he nodded heavily.