Under the night moon, the fishing line dropped, and another scripture came and quickly landed above the bamboo boat.
Wang Xuan gripped the dagger, not surprised, but frowned. The other party was really persistent and had completely set his sights on him?
Extraordinary radiation only appeared after the Death Land appeared, which means that the Death Moon is older than the Immortals.
"What kind of monster is that up there? It's actually fishing on the moon." Wang Xuan's face was gloomy.
The scripture was hanging above the bamboo boat, flowing with rosy clouds and with a natural rhythm of Taoism. Before it was even opened, hundreds of mysterious symbols bloomed, creating an extraordinary scene.
"The map of the inner scene of the divine light?" Wang Xuan stared at it again and again. Does this thing have anything to do with the inner scene of the land?
He was very interested, but he didn't know much about the inner location. Every time he opened it, he was forced to open it. He wondered if this thing could provide a detailed description of the inner location.
"How about this scripture?" Wang Xuan looked at the ferryman.
"It's amazing. It can be called a Taoist secret skill. There are very few written records. It has always been passed down orally from master to disciple."
The ferryman's high praise moved Wang Xuan. He weighed the dagger and stared at the scripture again and again.
"How does it rank in the inner scriptures?" He couldn't help but ask again.
The ferryman said solemnly: "It has unique insights into the inner scene. I estimate that it can at least be ranked in the top seventeen."
“It’s not even in the top ten? It’s just a broken scripture, it only looks impressive, but it can’t attract me!” Wang Xuan stepped back without touching it.
"Is there anything better in Old Zhong's study?" The ferryman said this in advance. He estimated that the boy would definitely respond like this.
Wang Xuan nodded, and then saw the scripture flying away again. He couldn't help but shout, "The scripture is too bad, not even as good as the collection of an old man in his twilight years. Who would read such a scripture?"
The ferryman couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Tell me who Lao Zhong is and what scriptures he has in his hands. I don't believe it. His collection of books can crush the Shenzhao Inner Scenery Map!"
"He is a health practitioner, collector, and archaeologist. In order to take care of his children, he had to take care of his health, and he made his children and grandchildren all have white hair. He has a rich collection of all kinds of classics, everything. Paintings and calligraphy of earthly immortals, scriptures of immortality, notes of immortals, and ancient wonders are all hidden in his study. He has a good literary accomplishment, and appreciates antiques every day to cultivate his sentiments." Wang Xuan sighed and gave a high evaluation.
"Wait a moment, where did he get all those things?" the ferryman asked seriously, finding it a bit outrageous that a mortal could have so many secret books?
Wang Xuan said: "I've already said that he is also an archaeologist. He knows about the old soil, right? The underground has been almost hollowed out by the people organized by him and some other old guys."
"How is it possible? Not to mention the Pure Land of the Immortal Realm, he can't even enter the Earthly Immortal Cave. He can hide in the void by himself. How can he find it?!"
The ferryman didn't believe it, because if the so-called Old Zhong really did it, then even his belongings might have been seized by someone.
"Senior, times have changed. No one can practice in the old land anymore, and there is no supernatural material at all. All the classics can only be appreciated and studied as cultural relics. Those so-called underground palaces and ruins are very ordinary. Even if there are some abnormalities and dangers, they can be blasted open by warships." Wang Xuan stated some facts.
The ferryman was dazed, then disappointed, and sighed: "That is the manifestation of the extraordinary energy declining to the lowest point. When the extraordinary planet declines, all laws decay, and all magical powers and visions become phantoms! The immortal caves are just mazes, without the power of heaven, and all extraordinary factors fade... The Taoism rots!"
Otherwise, according to him, even the caves of earthly immortals can be hidden in the void all year round, so how can ordinary people reach them?
Not to mention the Yuhua-level mansion. Don't even think about it. Even if you see it, it is out of reach. If you dare to get close, a Yuhua-level thunder will strike down and the warship will be smashed to pieces.
“The problem is, Lao Zhong has even dug up the ruins of Liexian.” Wang Xuan said calmly.
The ferryman was lost in thought and said, "I also have a place to stay in the old land. Damn it, could it be that he has really dug it up?"
"I estimate it to be about the same." Wang Xuan nodded. Even the small Taoist temple in the Dahei Mountain near his home had been dug up, let alone other places.
For example, among the famous mountains, Qingcheng Mountain, not to mention the main peak, even the most marginal areas and even the underground beyond the range have been hollowed out.
"This is too much. This is digging out the roots of the immortals. What if someone crosses the border and comes back? This old Zhong... hehe!" Obviously, even the ferryman couldn't remain calm and started to hum.
He added: "Once those people in the big screen know about this old Zhong, he will definitely become... a celebrity."
Deep in the secret place, Lao Zhong sneezed nine times for no apparent reason, and then became alert after a moment of suspicion. He read all kinds of books and immediately made a fortune for himself. Then he became uneasy. How could it be a divine fortune with no solution? !
On the bamboo boat, Wang Xuan hurriedly made amends, saying: "Senior, you can't talk nonsense. The world has changed, and you can't blame the future generations. Old Zhong is not an exception, he represents a group of people, and they have dug a lot of holes in the Qin family and the Song family!"
"Okay, I've noted them all down!" said the ferryman, a blurry face emerging from his straw raincoat, memorizing them silently.
"If Old Zhong invites me to his study in the future, I will take over his affairs. After all, people in the human world have the final say!" Here, Wang Xuan was very low-key and did not dare to say that the human world was under his control.
This time the time interval was longer. After the two had talked for a long time, there was movement on the moon again. The fishing line fell, and a scripture landed quickly.
It blooms with five kinds of light, surrounded by mist and clouds, and there is a five-colored golden elixir rotating, carrying the blue sky, the scene is amazing!
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