Looking at Liu Xinshui's expression, Lin Jiusheng asked softly: "Is there anything wrong with this book?"
"There's nothing wrong with it, but many people are looking for this book, but this book has only a cover and no name. It is quite difficult to find. I am afraid that the book you want to find is not here." Liu Xinshui said.
"Someone entrusted me to find it, so I just looked for it at will. If it really doesn't exist, then forget it." Lin Jiusheng said.
He searched for the first floor of the Tibetan Scriptures No. 137, and after searching for a while, he did exactly what Liu Xinshui said. There was no Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion on the first floor.
Lin Jiusheng carefully looked at the Buddhist scripture pavilion in front of him.
During the search, he always felt that someone was staring at him closely, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Brother Lin, have you found what you want?" Liu Xinshui walked over and asked.
Lin Jiusheng shook his head and put away the paper that Shangguanjie had handed him. He looked for it carefully, and couldn't blame him if he couldn't find it.
"Then you quickly choose the exercises you want. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has time. You can't stay here for three hours. You have been looking for it for almost two hours." Liu Xinshui reminded.
Lin Jiusheng nodded and said hello.
According to Liu Xinshui's suggestion, let Lin Jiusheng find some basic exercises to learn first, after all, he can't get in touch with too many exercises.
Liu Xinshui's suggestion is quite good. His foundation is only the Maoshan Secret Art and the Strengthening Art, as well as the cultivation method given to him by the old Tao.
These are just cultivation methods, not cultivation techniques.
Soon Lin Jiusheng chose a trick, and there was only one trick, and that was Quick Sword Slash.
Lin Jiusheng always believes that the world of martial arts can only be broken quickly, and Kuaijianzhan is currently the most suitable for him.
Liu Xinshui occasionally glanced at Lin Jiusheng, and looked a little surprised when he watched Lin Jiusheng choose to cut too quickly.
"Brother Lin, that fast sword cut is very difficult to practice. After many seniors have practiced with the same discipline, they quickly put the fast sword cut back to the original place, or you can change the practice." Liu Xinshui whispered.
"No, I want this one." Lin Jiusheng smiled.
Liu Xinshui wanted to persuade him again. Seeing Lin Jiusheng holding the Quick Sword Slash in his hand, he started to read, shrugged and stopped saying anything.
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He believed that Lin Jiusheng would give up soon after a while.
Lin Jiusheng took a closer look, no wonder Liu Xinshui told him to give up. Judging from how to practice, it is really difficult to cut the sword.
There is only one word when practicing this technique, and that is fast.
And the way to practice is to hold the sword and keep waving a movement, which is to slash.
Repeating this action continuously, few people can practice it, and an action always makes people feel boring.
"Okay, let's go out." After Lin Jiusheng finished reading it, he became more and more appraising and practicing this quick sword cut.
"You really don't change it?" Liu Xinshui asked softly.
"No change, it suits me well." Lin Jiusheng appraised and said.
Liu Xinshui shrugged, holding two ancient books in his hands. When Lin Jiusheng wanted to read it, Liu Xinshui quickly put it away, looking mysterious and mysterious.
Wang Jin and the others had all the basic exercises, and the faces of all of them were full of smiles.
When he first walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the old man sitting at the door suddenly spoke. The old man's voice was very hoarse: "Brother Zhang asked you to meet him in the hall."
The old man pointed at Lin Jiusheng and Liu Xinshui.
"Understood." Liu Xinshui nodded.
On the contrary, Lin Jiusheng looked dazed, not knowing what to do with him.
"You go back first, let's go back to the hall and have a look." Liu Xinshui said to Wang Jin and the others.
Wang Jin and the others nodded, and walked toward the front talking and smiling.
"Let's go." Liu Xinshui said towards Lin Jiusheng.
Lin Jiusheng hummed softly, and asked a little curiously: "What did Mr. Zhang ask us to do?"
Liu Xinshui scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know this."
Lin Jiusheng had some doubts in his heart, and followed Liu Xinshui towards the hall.
When he reached the door of a gymnasium, Liu Xinshui pushed open the door.
Lin Jiusheng glanced into the room and found two people standing in the room. They were still acquaintances, Shangguanjie and A Qu.
"Why are they here?" Lin Jiusheng muttered softly in his heart.
"Grandpa Second!" Liu Xinshui said with a smile.
Old Zhang ignored him, but slowly stood up from the stool.
Lin Jiusheng stood next to Shangguanjie and stuffed the paper she handed over to her: "Sorry, I didn’t find the book you were looking for. It’s hidden on the first floor.
Jingge didn't. "
"It's okay, I'll take the attitude of trying." Shangguanjie shook his head.
Lin Jiusheng pointed to Zhang Lao and said, "Do you know what the old man told us to come here and do?"
"I don't know, we are just here too." Shangguan Jie said.
Lin Jiusheng said softly and stopped talking.
He looked inside the room, always feeling very uncomfortable, the room was made very dark, but now it is big noon, it makes it very night.
"It's all here," Zhang Lao whispered softly, and swept towards the four of Lin Jiusheng.
While speaking, Zhang Lao raised his hand and patted it twice.
After two taps, the room rang out with a whirr.
Lin Jiusheng looked towards the source behind him, always feeling that there was something.
As soon as he was about to open the yin and yang eyes, he saw three people appear in front of him.
To be precise, these are not three people, but three ghosts.
The three wooden ghosts are dressed in ancient clothes. The female ghost headed by them is slim and luxurious.
The other two female ghosts were average-looking, a little cowering, and looked at Lin Jiusheng in fear.
"Second grandfather, how come there are three more female ghosts in this museum? Could it be your old Jinwu Cangjiao?" Liu Xin said without a barrier.
Zhang Lao glared at Liu Xinshui, too lazy to pay attention to him, and said to Lin Jiusheng and the others: "This is the ghost princess of the Ghost Mansion. Peng Dao calls you over. There is a task for you to do, which is to send the ghost princesses to Netherworld. Mountain."
"Netherworld Mountain?" Lin Jiusheng muttered softly, he had never heard the name.
"It's a mountain range to the north. I've heard people say this once before." Shangguanjie said softly.
However, he has never accepted the task of sending ghost princesses to each other. Can this ghost princess not succeed
After asking Shangguanjie, he understood a lot.
In the area of Nether Mountain, a ghost king appeared, and the ghost king commanded the surrounding ghosts.
"The ghost king is a good ghost, with his restraint. In the north, there are very few evil ghosts doing messy things, but how this ghost princess is here now is unknown." Shangguanjie said softly.
Lin Jiusheng is still a blank sheet of paper, but as his realm gets deeper, he comes into contact with more and more things.
(End of this chapter)