Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Chapter 1807 Tian Yan Lu

The atmosphere was somewhat depressing, and Liu Wuxie knew very well what it meant to reveal the secrets of heaven.

"What does the decline of Tianjimen have to do with Heijimen?"

Liu Wuxie pondered for a moment, then asked Lao Kaiyu.

"It seems that the master of the Black Machine Sect stole the treasure of the Tianji Sect, Tianyanlu!"

Lao Kaiyu didn't know much specific information. The information he knew was obtained from other people back then.

As for the authenticity, there is no way to study.

"Tianyanlu!"

Liu Wuxie stood up suddenly. Although he had never heard of Tianjimen and Heijimen, he knew Tianyanlu very well.

"Assistant Liu knows about Tianyanlu?"

Seeing how excited Liu Wuxie was, Lao Kaiyu and Xiang Zicheng stood up together.

Liu Wuxie took a deep breath, calmed down the shock in her heart, and sat down slowly.

"I know a little bit. The Tianyan Record records the technique of Tianyan on several sides. I heard that it can predict astronomy and geography, predict disasters and fortunes, and predict people's fate..."

Liu Wuxie briefly explained that not many people knew about Tianyanlu.

It is rumored that Tian Yanlu appeared in the fairy world back then, which caused a great sensation, and then disappeared.

Obtaining Tianyanlu means that he is in charge of the fate of countless people, and can calculate everything that can happen in their fortunes.

It's scary to think about it. You can count your past and predict your future. There are no secrets at all.

These are just legends, no one knows whether Tianyanlu is so magical.

Liu Wuxie only knows that Tianyanlu has existed for countless years, as for who created it, it is completely a mystery.

There are even rumors that Tianyanlu was not born in the fairy world, but a higher level place.

Because the Immortal Emperor cannot calculate the past and the future.

Liu Wuxie has the eye of insight, she has cultivated to a high level, and has unpredictable methods, and she can also see everything. It is still somewhat difficult to achieve the effect of Tianyanlu.

"Let's not talk about this for now. The Tianji Sect has always been mysterious. Let's drink."

Lao Kaiyu changed the topic, raised his wine glass and toasted Liu Wuxie.

Afterwards, they talked very happily, and the matter of Tianjimen had been forgotten.

No matter what the purpose of Tianjimen is, after all, they have helped him, and that is enough.

Liu Wuxie didn't have the habit of poking into people's privacy.

"Assistant Liu, it's getting late, you should stay in Xiangjiazhuang tonight."

Xiang Zicheng stood up with a hint of urgency in his tone, the injury in his soul sea had been delayed for too many years.

Liu Wuxie didn't want to refute Xiang Zicheng's face, so he blocked Shen Guang by relying on him to show up during the day.

The four of them got off Zuixianglou and walked towards Xiangjiazhuang.

"No evil, do you need me to clean them up?"

Xiang Zicheng was not angry and pretentious, since they stepped out of Zuixiang Tower, several groups of people followed behind them, which made him a little annoyed.

"Ignore it!"

Liu Wuxie shook her head.

When he came, Ye Linghan also wanted to clean it up, but it was just some spies, if they were killed, new spies would appear, it was impossible to kill them all.

Passing through the Eastern Imperial City, the front line of sight became much wider, and a huge manor appeared.

This is Xiangjiazhuang.

The building is divided into three areas. The buildings on the left are mainly made of wood, most of which are court buildings, while the buildings on the right are houses piled up with huge stones, mostly temples.

In the middle is a promenade, which can lead to both sides. The architecture of Xiangjiazhuang has a unique style.

"It's getting late, I've already arranged a resting place for the two of you, and I'll treat you well in the morning tomorrow."

Xiang Zicheng said politely.

An old man ran over quickly, he was the housekeeper of Xiangjiazhuang, standing behind Xiang Zicheng.

"There is an owner of Lao Xiang!"

Liu Wuxie replied politely.

"You two, please come with me!"

The old man standing behind Xiang Zicheng was half bent, making a gesture of invitation.

The two of them were arranged in the best guest room, a private courtyard with a strong privacy, so there was no need to worry about other people coming.

Stepping into the courtyard, the eyes of insight and ghost eyes were opened, there was no formation around, and Xiang Zicheng did not arrange eyeliner, so he nodded in satisfaction.

"Young Master Liu, rest early, if you need anything, just ask."

After the butler sent Liu Wuxie into the yard, he didn't come in, but stood outside and said respectfully.

"It's time for the housekeeper."

The courtyard furnishings are neither simple nor luxurious, giving people a feeling of returning to basics.

In the three rooms, every item placed in it seems to have been measured. Whether it is a cabinet or a table and chair, it has accumulated traces of time.

The Tieximu planted on the side of the yard is at least 2000 years old, with luxuriant branches and leaves, adding a sense of mystery to the whole yard.

Entering the room, sitting down cross-legged, the Taihuang Swallowing Heaven Art was running, and the surrounding immortal energy rushed towards him like a tide.

Although Liu Wuxie was practicing, her brain was running fast.

What Lao Kaiyu said to him at night could not be shaken off in his mind.

During the banquet, Liu Wuxie didn't mention Tian Yanlu too much.

The news about Tianyanlu was told by his master Tiandaoren. Tianyanlu is not a book, but something like a turtle shell. The lines that appear on it are not carved by humans, but formed naturally.

In other words, Tianyanlu was conceived by heaven and earth, not created by someone.

Whoever can master Tianyanlu will be able to master the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and even be able to rule the life and death of Heaven and Earth.

Unexpectedly, Tianyanlu, which had disappeared for a long time, reappeared in the world.

If possible, Liu Wuxie would like to read the content on Tianyanlu.

Hearing the three words Tianyanlu, Tiandao Shenshu couldn't hold back for a long time, and there were frequent fluctuations.

The divine book of the way of heaven records the way of heaven, and Tianyanlu is transformed by the way of heaven.

There must be a certain connection between the two.

If Tianyanlu can be mastered, Liu Wuxie believes that the book of heaven and earth will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The Niwan Palace suddenly moved, and the Eye of Heaven's Punishment was successfully promoted, and a wonderful mood emerged in his heart. Liu Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of disbelief appeared on his face.

"It turns out that this is the magical effect of insight."

……

At this moment, in an inn in the Eastern Imperial City, several men in black robes were sitting. They looked elegant, but there was a trace of evil in their eyes.

"The sect master has an order. This time in the Eastern Imperial City, we must open a sub-altar."

When the man sitting in the middle was speaking, there were waves of fluctuations from the surrounding world, and the momentum of a mysterious fairy swept out.

"Don't worry, Rudder Master. The Eastern Imperial City is just a remote town. With the strength of a few of us, we can develop a large number of helpers within a few days."

The man on the left patted his chest and assured that their Black Machine Sect's magical arithmetic is top-notch, and by relying on divine arithmetic, they can easily make countless people submit to their Black Machine Sect.

"Don't be careless. Although the Eastern Imperial City is not big, it is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. We should proceed with caution."

The man in the middle had a serious look on his face, and the men sitting on both sides curled their lips, but did not refute.

……

In a teahouse in the Eastern Imperial City, Tian Zijin's face was still full of anger, and there were three old men sitting opposite him.

"Old Tian, ​​why bother to have the same knowledge as a junior."

The old man on the opposite side picked up his wine glass, toasted Tian Zijin, and signaled him not to think about those unhappy things.

Tian Zijin picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, the anger on his face eased a lot.

"Old Tian, ​​is this person really as preoccupied as you say? Seven-colored pill clouds appear."

Another old man asked.

It has been more than half a month since Liu Wuxie refined the Soul Healing Pill, and Tian Zijin is still brooding over it.

That day, he asked Liu Wuxie about alchemy, but Liu Wuxie refused in public, which made him lose face.

Later, there was a conflict. If Lao Kaiyu didn't show up, there might be a fight.

The three old men sitting opposite Tian Zijin were not Qingyan Daoist instructors, they came from various families in the Eastern Imperial City, and their status was not below Tian Zijin's.

"Squeak..."

At this time, the private room of the teahouse was pushed open, and a boy in Tsing Yi walked in.

"Master, according to the spies' report, Liu Wuxie and Ye Linghan have already moved into Xiangjiazhuang."

The little boy gave a salute to the four old men and fed back the information he found.

"What did he go to Xiangjiazhuang for?"

The old man in the middle frowned and said.

"As far as I know, it seems that Xiang Zicheng asked him to refine the elixir."

The old man in the back stroked his beard with an imperceptible smile on his face.

It seems that someone in Xiangjiazhuang was bribed by him to know this information in the first place.

"Since Mr. Tian said that this person is a top-notch alchemist, why don't we go and meet him? If it's just a false name, we can expose him on the spot, which can be regarded as an excuse for Mr. Tian."

The old man by the window stood up. Among the four, this man was the youngest and the hottest one.

The four of them are all well-known alchemists in the Eastern Imperial City, and they share the same spirit. Tian Zijin was being bullied, so naturally he couldn't stand by and watch.

"Mr. Kang is right, we must save face for Mr. Tian."

The other two stood up one after another, got up and left the teahouse, and went to Xiangjiazhuang.

"Don't worry, it's already getting late, we rush to Xiangjiazhuang like this, it's unreasonable both emotionally and rationally."

Tian Zijin stopped them.

"Should we just leave it at that?"

Old Kang looked at Tian Zijin, this is not their character.

"Even if we want to go, we can't be the ones to take the lead."

Tian Zijin smiled mysteriously, and the three old men opposite looked at each other, seeing the same smiles in each other's eyes.

Liu Wuxie was completely unaware of all this, and was still in the middle of her cultivation.

He has gained a lot from the Dragon Burial Mountain Range.

Especially the mysterious crossbow made out of refining is definitely a treasure for sneak attack.

Ordinary low-level Xuanxian, caught off guard, can hardly avoid the crossbow attack.

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writer!

"Snapped!"

Wen Changxing slapped the table with his palm, and the complete Eight Immortals table instantly fell apart and turned into countless powders.

Knowing that Liu Wuxie had returned to the Qingyan Dojo, the large number of masters sent by the Wen family had lost half of them, which made him extremely angry.

Especially Wen Qi, he is the third elder of the Wen family, with a very high status and an alchemist. Wen Qi provided a large number of pills for the disciples of the Wen family.

The death of Wen Qi will undoubtedly make things worse for the Wen family.

"Who can tell me what exactly happened? Didn't you say that he was bound to die? Why did he still return to the Qingyan Dojo alive?"

Wen Changxing looked at the people below and was so angry that the veins on his face popped out.

In order to kill Liu Wuxie, they did not hesitate to launch an attack on the City Lord's Mansion.

Fortunately, Liu Wuxie survived, and the Wen family suffered heavy losses.

The key is not yet known, at whose hands Wen Qi and the others died.

"Patriarch, Elder Wen Qi and the others, will they die at the hands of Ye Guhai?"

An old writer stood up and whispered.