The strongest world crossing

"Xiao always can't figure out one thing, you people, why do you always talk long and hard when killing people, and if you go down with the knife, has Ning Que got his head soon?" Ye Zhen said indifferently.

Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Mo Shanshan's pretty face was full of weirdness, while Ning Que's face immediately turned green.

"Senior brother Xiao, I don't want to take you with me." Ning Que smiled wryly.

"Huh! Stop talking nonsense, your skills are inferior to others, if you want to kill or scrape, do as you please!" The leader shouted angrily.

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly, and said softly, "If you want to die, you can't help it now, but I don't want to kill you. Go back and tell your master to tell him not to panic. His head can be kept for now."

"Get out!" Ye Zhen said, and one of the throwing knives hit his chest directly, sending him flying.

Looking at the guy who fell to the ground and vomited blood, Ye Zhen turned his head and added, "Send someone over later, these people are all buried."

After all, the survivors packed up and continued to set off.

At night, under the frozen needle pine tree, a beautiful figure came to Ye Zhen.

"Senior Brother Xiao, thank you Shanshan for saving your life." Mo Shanshan showed Ye Zhen a beautiful etiquette unique to female disciples of Mochiyuan.

"There is no need to be too polite, and there is no need to feel guilty. These people are not here for you, or in other words, most of them are not here for you," Ye Zhen said softly.

Mo Shanshan was very smart, and when he heard that Ye Zhen didn't intend to say the reason, he didn't ask any further questions, but his attention was attracted by the book in Ye Zhen's hand.

"Senior brother Xiao, this book in your hand..." Mo Shanshan inadvertently saw the book in Ye Zhen's hand, but in Mo Shanshan's eyes, there was no word in this book.

"This book... needs to be read carefully," Ye Zhen said softly.

"Need...to look carefully..."

ps: Some words can’t be said, but Bronze has decided, and the blood can’t be there for the time being, but when it comes to “whatever”, I will revise the chapter and get back the content that Bronze originally wanted to write, please understand, otherwise one is not good, this book...

Chapter 567

"This book...you can't read"

Ye Zhen spoke softly, and with a light shake of his right hand, he grabbed an ancient blue book.

"You take this manuscript, it's also a very good book, and some insights are added in it, don't read it forcibly if you don't have enough realm."

If it was anything else, Mo Shanshan would never get it, but the blue ancient book in front of him, with the setting sun that has not yet set, the three ancient small characters on it are obviously incomprehensible, but it gives people a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

He has never seen it before, but he strangely understands that these three characters are called Tao Te Ching!

"Tao Te Ching... Mr. Xiao, this book... Could it be that Mr. Ye from the Academy copied it himself?" Mo Shanshan's sweet voice could not hide the surprise.

"How do you know that Mr. Ye copied this book, not me?" Ye Zhen looked at Mo Shanshan beside him with interest.

"Because this is Mr. Ye's handwriting, which is exactly the same as the Ziyue that has been handed down to our Dahe country," Mo Shanshan said softly.

"Senior brother Xiao is a great swordsman. If he writes, his handwriting must be sharp and extraordinary, but Mr. Ye's calligraphy is elegant and quiet, and contains the world. His calligraphy is like a person. Mr. Ye must be a man of great virtue with a heart of heaven and earth," Mo Shanshan explained. .

Hearing this, Ye Zhen smiled sarcasticly. What Mo Shanshan said was good, but he was different from others, he was multi-tasking, and his strokes naturally changed endlessly.

And Mo Shanshan, who has always liked books and writing, bowed to Ye Zhenying, "This book Shanshan can't refuse, after this matter, Shanshan will definitely go to the academy to thank Senior Brother Xiao."

At the end, Mo Shanshan added, "And Mr. Ye!"

"That's unnecessary, this book is not humiliating in your hands," Ye Zhen said softly.

"Oh, by the way, your eyes are very beautiful, very similar to one of my relatives. You should take good care of them. In the future, you will practice and guide the vitality of the world to raise your eyes." Ye Zhen whispered.

"Aren't you the same? The sun is almost setting, and you are still reading here." Mo Shanshan pursed his lips and chuckled.

Ye Zhentong smiled, his eyes would not be affected even if he looked at them for thousands of years in the so-called eternal night without a gleam of light.

Thinking about it, Ye Zhen unconsciously glanced at the setting sun that was about to fall, but just looking at it like this, Ye Zhen couldn't take his eyes off anymore.

"Senior Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you? Were you injured in the battle?" Mo Shanshan asked with some concern.

Not to mention the kindness of Ye Zhen who donated the book just now, even the previous kindness of saving lives, Mo Shanshan is also worried from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go first, you don't need to wait for me." After Ye Zhen finished speaking, he slowly got up and collected the books, and with one step, he disappeared.

This kind of method is not surprising in the world of cultivating immortals, but in this world, there is such a method as space folding, but only for the top few. Mo Shanshan looked around, but there was no trace of Ye Zhen.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, countless lighting sources rise up.

Standing with hands behind his back, Ye Zhen was almost submerged by the icy cold wind mixed with the snow falling all over the sky.

Slowly closing his eyes, without using any means, Ye Zhen, who was completely restrained by the cold wind and snow in hell, was no different from ordinary people at this time.

Spread your hands slowly, feeling the coolness of snowflakes falling on your palms, the unfeeling cold wind blowing on your face, and the natural breathing of heaven and earth.

"There is walking in the world, and it is with the creation, it is immortal through the ages, it surpasses the good fortune of the world, and the lamp of the heart is always bright..."

At this time, Ye Zhenxin was absolutely clear and enlightened, and an inexplicable mysterious atmosphere circulated around Ye Zhen.

"hold head high!"

Sudden!A dragon's chant shook the world, and the white snow that had been deposited for an unknown number of years suddenly rose to a height of ten thousand feet. Even the allied forces hundreds of miles away could hear and perceive the roar that made the world tremble.

The ten thousand zhang white snow began to fall. The strange thing is that the originally imagined scene of the sky collapsing and the ground sinking did not appear. The ten thousand zhang white snow fell as it rose. Every snowflake returned to dust and dust according to the original trajectory.

Two days later, in the commander's tent, Luo Kedi, who was originally sitting at the top, became the high priest Cheng Lixue of the Heavenly Mandate Academy, and brought news of the peace talks with the barbarians.

Qu Nimadi, who was vomiting blood by Ye Zhenqi, now had a rosy face, and seemed to be recovering well.

"This time when we came to the wasteland, all the junior youths performed well, but Mo Shanzhu of Mochi Garden was reckless, oh... By the way, I also heard that when he was escorting the grain and grass, he almost missed a big deal." .

When Tang Guo saw that Qu Ni was stubborn and started to make trouble again, he almost chuckled in his heart. It was because Mr. Xiao was not there, otherwise... he would not have dared to say a word.

"Haotian is above, Lord Mo Shan has to be responsible for his dereliction of duty." Luo Kedi's face was gloomy, and he chimed in at the right time.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Mo Shanshan is not an ungrateful person. He has been worrying about Ye Zhen's affairs for the past two days. Now that he heard this, it is clear that the villain is the one who complained first!

"Disciple of Mochiyuan, you are cowardly and afraid of fighting, and let the horse thief break into the camp." Luo Kedi smiled lightly, looking at Mo Shanshan with dark eyes, with the intention of swearing at you.

"Lord Mo Shan..."

Qu Ni got up, walked unsteadily in front of Ye Zhen, and scolded sharply, "You are a disciple of Tang Shusheng, a bookworm who is known as the three idiots in the world, and you can't even beat a horse thief. , the casualties were heavy."

Stunning the crutches in his hand, Qu Ni sighed full of regret and indignation.

Faced with such a shameless reversal of black and white, Mo Shanshan was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned red instantly, thinking of those miserable fellow disciples and the warring Tang Guogong, his heart burst with indescribable grief and indignation!

Standing up slowly, his eyes were filled with grief and anger, "I didn't expect that Xilin's cavalry commander and Master Quni of the White Tower turned out to be liars full of lies!"