Chapter 159: Silently write off (two more)

"What is Moon Sister talking about?" Yuan Zhaohui vaguely heard the word Ling Jian.
Yue Mingzhu glanced at Xia Qingchen quietly, shaking her head gently: "Nothing."
Xia Qingchen is still a disciple who has not yet started to learn.
At this time, Hengqianmo had already been impatiently waiting and said, "Sister Yue, Wanjinglou has made the arrow rare for a hundred years. What are you hesitating? If you miss this opportunity and want to see the arrow again, it will be very difficult."
However, Yue Mingzhu is very determined.
"I'm only with Brother Qingchen." Yue Mingzhu said.
Yuan Chaohui's eyebrows were old and tall.
To be honest, what about an extra Xia Qingchen at the party?
It's just that he has a hard time swallowing this breath.
At that time, he entered the Nebula Sect by his own hard work. Why did Xia Qingchen get his cultivation and mentioning by a relationship?
Naiyue Mingzhu has a great relationship with this person.
"Well, since Moon Girl said so, then you..." Yuan Zhaohui looked at Xia Qingchen, giving alms.
Allow him to join the party, but leave him alone.
However, Xia Qingchen had no interest in the so-called party.
They are gathered together, nothing more than talking about detection of gossip, or exchange martial arts.
But Xia Qingchen needs no news!
The so-called detection, as long as the strength is strong, everything is not a problem, no need to pay attention.
The exchange of martial arts is also unwilling to.
Too low-level martial arts exchanges, he is hardly interested.
"Moon girl, you go, I have my own business." Xia Qingchen said.
It is undoubtedly more important to exchange the entry qualifications of Wanjinglou than to meaningless gatherings.
So far, Yue Mingzhu no longer insisted, and nodded cleverly: "Well, I will tell you when I get useful news."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhaohui stretched his eyebrows and cast a squinted look at Xia Qingchen.
It seems to be saying that you are interested.
Xia Qingchen turned a blind eye to the Wanjing Tower alone.
Wanjing Tower is the core of the entire Nebula Sect.
Therefore, there are strong guards inside and outside.
Xia Qingchen held the arrow in his hand and went through the triple inspection before finally entering the building.
But at this time, it seems that it is not the right time.
Nine disciples of different ages are squatting on the ground.
There was a stone bench in front of them, with white paper on top. Everyone pinched their brushes and wrestled their brains to think.
An old man with fiery red hair, anxiously interspersed among them.
Eyes swept the blank paper in front of them again and again.
"Not right, this one you wrote must be wrong!"
"You are wrong!"
"It's still wrong!"
The old man pointed out errors from time to time and raised his eyebrows.
Those disciples had no choice but to hurry.
It turned out that there was an extremely precious solitary book in the Wanjing Building, which was temporarily unmoisturized, and the writing was all vague and unrecognizable.
Those who had borrowed this book were summoned by the landlord of Wanjing.
Rely on their memories to write this lonely book silently.
However, they have been half a year away from this book, and more than four or five years.
Where do you remember the content?
"Hey! Are you reading a book to read the water? No one remembers the content!" The landlord scowled, severely criticizing.
Nine disciples laughed bitterly and could only listen to criticism.
The old man stomped his feet in anger.
As the landlord, he cherishes the classics in Wanjing Building the most.
The dampened "Sky Depth Record", which records many secrets in the world, is one of the most precious hundred books in the Wanjing Tower.
So ruined, he was heartbroken.
Suddenly, the old man glanced under the pine tree in the distance, Xia Qingchen was standing still, waiting there.
It turned out that Xia Qingchen waited patiently to see them.
"Are you here to silently write "Tianyuanlu"?" Normally, there is no one at Wanjinglou. Now, most of them are those who came to silently write.
"Why are you here now? Come over to me!" The old man waved.
Xia Qingchen walked over and said, "Lord, I'm here..."
To borrow the classics of Wanjinglou, you must get permission from the landlord.
The old man in front of him should be the landlord.
"I know what you are doing, write quickly!" The landlord interrupted Xia Qingchen, dragged him to a stone bench, and gave him a paper and ink pen to study.
Xia Qingchen was stunned: "No, I'm here..."
"What nonsense, write quickly!" The landlord interrupted him impatiently.
Xia Qingchen was speechless.
He was so good at coming to borrow books, how could he be pulled to silently write "Tian Yuan Lu"?
But after looking at the landlord's anxious and unpleasant look, if no one finished writing "Tianyuanlu" silently today, I am afraid it would be difficult to find him to borrow books?
"Well, I can write, but which one do you want me to write?" Xia Qingchen sighed and said.
Anyway, it doesn't take a tea time to write one.
The landlord was startled. "Tianyuanlu" is "Tianyuanlu", where are there a few? You don't talk about some of them, write quickly!
"Tianyuanlu" is a famous book with a long history.
Record the secrets of all parties in the world.
This recording is divided into three volumes of heaven, earth, and people, one volume of eighteen and one forty-nine.
A total of two thousand six hundred and forty-six.
He didn't make it clear, how did Xia Qingchen know which one to write silently?
He glanced at the disciple beside his eyes.
The disciple was a calm-looking woman in a goose yellow gown, about 24 years old.
Enchanting, fair-skinned, good-looking.
Of course, Xia Qingchen didn't look at her, but the words she was writing silently.
After glancing at the beginning, he recognized it and murmured: "It turns out to be the twenty-ninth part of the magnificent human script."
Not only has Xia Qingchen read "The Heavenly Yuan Lu", there are more than 1,000 of them written by him personally.
The content naturally remembers.
He immediately raised the pen and wrote.
At first, the landlord did not care about Xia Qingchen.
The stronger the martial arts cultivation, the stronger the memory.
Those old disciples failed to remember such a powerful strength.
Xia Qingchen is too young to be remembered.
But Xia Qingchen's pens were flying like flying, and the rustling sound was like a rhythm, which was endless.
The landlord thought it difficult to notice Xia Qingchen.
The other nine disciples also stopped writing, looking at Xia Qingchen, showing a strange look.
"Fake? Write silently so fast?"
I saw Xia Qingchen's white paper fluttering like snowflakes in front of him.
Each one is filled with vigorous writing with neat and concise handwriting.
The landlord came over and frowned slightly: "Don't write nonsense!"
Even those who have just seen it, can't write silently so fast, right?
What's more, Xia Qingchen's pens and clouds are flowing, and without thinking, it seems like a pen.
Anyone who sees it will think he is writing nonsense.
Xia Qingchen was unmoved, concentrated on it, and wrote it in one go.
Seeing that he did not respond, the landlord grunted and warned: "Write and write, not even. If you write indiscriminately, the old man must buckle you a few stars!"
It was heard that nine disciples smashed their tongues.
The so-called "star" is something that all the disciples of the Nebula Sect are struggling to obtain.
The number of stars determines how much of the martial resources the disciple can get in the Nebula Sect.
Such as cultivation treasures, panacea, powerful martial arts, famous teacher guidance and so on.