At this time, even the fairy birds and beasts in the day no longer cry, only the sound of the flowing water hanging on the mountain waterfall is even quieter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Maybe it's because the altitude is too high, walking alone on the grassy path, although there is no snow, it is really a little cold.

Although the Kunlun Mountains are large, stretching for thousands of miles, mountains and mountains are two concepts, the top of the mountain and the mountain are far apart, and there is still a large area on the top of the mountain.

Anyang spent half an hour, like a leisurely walk, slowly walking to the mountain behind Yunmeng Xianding.

Facing the starry sky and the first quarter moon, I can barely see the road clearly.

A hundred meters in front of the bamboo house is a cliff, below is an abyss, the clouds and mist are churning, and if you fall down, you will be crushed.

On top of this flat cliff, two figures are sitting on the grass against the night wind, separated by a distance of about ten meters from each other, facing the bottomless abyss and clouds under the bright starlight in the sky. One was wearing a trench coat, with a pair of long rabbit ears on top of his head, and a petite one sitting only more than half a meter tall, with a white and delicate face, but with long black and silky hair, which was scattered over his shoulders and fluttered with the night breeze.

They did not interfere with each other, nor did they communicate with each other, each taking the essence of the sun and the moon, supplemented by the cultivation of heaven and earth aura.

Facing this fantastic night star, this picture scroll is really beautiful.

Huang Lanxu couldn't bear to be disturbed, sitting alone on the threshold of the bamboo house with her chin propped up, looking at the backs of the two sitting on the edge of the cliff in a daze, suddenly a winged beast flew under the moon, her eyes couldn't take her eyes off, staring at this strange beast without blinking, from left to right, until she could no longer see this figure.

An Yang approached with a slow pace, looking at the rabbit spirit and Xiaochan, who were very serious about cultivation, and moved to the door of the bamboo house, with tiredness and a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Huang Lan glanced up at him, moved to the side without saying a word, sat down from the middle of the threshold to the side, and made way for the passer.

An Yang smiled, but did not enter the bamboo house, but sat down on the other side of the threshold, leaning his head against the edge of the door, staring ahead with slightly squinted eyes.

Although the slender back of the rabbit spirit and the delicate figure of Xiaochan are far apart, they seem to be integrated, plus the outline of grass and trees under the starlight, the branches and leaves of unknown alpine trees are luxuriant, as well as cliffs and abysses, the sky is full of light and the first quarter moon, forming a pleasing picture.

If you get tired of watching, you can also count the stars and play, but you can't count them anyway.

Maybe he can count it, but he doesn't want to, if he really counts, it will destroy his own childlike meaning, after all, who hasn't counted the stars when he was a child.

Suddenly, another strange beast streaked under the moon, but did not make the slightest sound, its wide bat-like wings, and the light of the moon on its back could only see the outline of a black shadow, this picture was a bit like Van Helsing's vampire Count Dracula flying under the moon, only a gloomy castle was missing.

An Yang turned his head and just saw Huang Lan's unblinking gaze, moving with the figure of this strange beast.

There was a strange look in his eyes.

Anyang couldn't help asking: "Do you want to fly?" ”

Huang Lan was stunned when she heard this, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and with her heroic face, there was an indescribable charm, and said: "Who doesn't want to fly, don't you people have an idiom called "Tiger Wings", but don't envy these strange beasts, when I cultivate to a high level, sooner or later I will be able to study my own flying method." ”

"Then why did you look like you were eager to ...... just now" An Yang paused, and suddenly thought of a possibility, "You don't want to kill that strange beast, right?" ”

"yes."

Huang Lan admitted very simply.

"But how do you know if it's good or not?"

"That's why I want to try it, but unfortunately it's raised in Kunlun Mountain, and it can fly, and I can't even catch it."

Huang Lan said it as a matter of course.

The corners of An Yang's eyes twitched involuntarily.

It is said that animals have their own recipes, which come from their mother's inheritance, so many beasts will not easily hunt creatures outside their own recipes, because it is not sure if it can eat it or not, and what its combat power is, but is this instinctive habit disappeared after cultivating into a demon? How can this tigress want to taste any animal she sees?

But it's relieved to think about it, although Kunlun Mountain can't help but eat meat, but the eating habits are still light, it is impossible to have big fish and meat all day long, even the meat dishes are ordinary people's small fried soup, poor this tigress who eats a lot of food, I am afraid that it will be suffocated these days.

But she was too embarrassed to say it, so she had to look at the flying beast in a daze when she was bored.

It is estimated that what is more uncomfortable is the rabbit essence, after all, her cultivation is still shallow, and she is still far from Xiaochan, Xiaochan can still frown and eat some vegetarian dishes, but she has not yet broken away from the rabbit's diet rules, these days there are no dandelions and alfalfa grass on Kunlun Mountain, not even carrots, I don't know how she endured it.

However, he went out early and returned late every day, spending most of his time in the Scripture Pavilion, and he didn't know anything about these things.

An Yang thought for a moment, turned his head and said, "When we leave Kunlun, let's knock down these fairy birds and beasts and taste the taste!" ”

"Okay."

At this time, he was thirty centimeters away from Huang Lan.

Xiao Chan's eyelashes, who were cultivating in front of her, trembled slightly, and her ears moved, but she still didn't open her eyes.

An Yang got up, but did not enter the house, but patted his clothes and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

The rabbit spirit and Xiaochan who were cultivating were awakened one after another, opened their eyes, and looked up at him suspiciously.

"I'll go down the mountain."

An Yang greeted them with a smile, signaled them to continue to be their own, and walked to the edge of the cliff step by step and jumped, leaving only free fall.

His ears were filled with the sound of cold whistling wind, piercing his skin painfully, and pieces of silver-white armor that appeared out of thin air were covering his whole body, and when his whole person turned into humanoid armor, the free fall ended, the soles of his armored feet and palms flashed, and the powerful thrusters flew forward with him, shuttling parallel to the sea of clouds at night, and disappeared into the distance like meteors in the blink of an eye.

This blatant flight down Kunlun Mountain, during which he had to pass through the magic circle of Kunlun Mountain, it was naturally impossible to hide from the cultivators of Kunlun Mountain, but Anyang was already fearless, since it was exposed, then there was no need to be afraid of anything, whether it was misunderstanding or suspicion, thinking that the flight speed of armored supersonic speed could already block the doubts of many people.

The next day, Huang Lan and the three of them accidentally found a whole roast suckling pig and a plate of clover on the dinner table, and they couldn't help but be amazed.

Another three days, fleeting, but almost casting a shadow on someone.

Anyang came out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a sigh of relief, it was still early today, and he could see the magnificent sea of clouds and the sunset that was sinking the clouds, reflecting the whole sky and the white clouds under his feet.

"Seventeen, the statistical results."

"According to the scanning program, a total of 10,396 folders have been created, storing 968,410 images, which have been compressed, about 70693930000 bytes, about 71GB, and it will take at least a month to fully convert them into text and establish a database archive."

An Yang took a deep breath and nodded, he knew that a folder was all the images of an ancient book, which meant that he had scanned more than 10,000 ancient books in the past seven days, and he couldn't help but be shocked by his madness these days.

However, after seeing so many Taoist classics, he suddenly felt that his hard work was worth it.

"First convert the cover image to the text.,Name it as a folder.,And then select from it in addition to the spells related to human cultivators.、Magical powers.,Priority conversion.,After that, I'm gradually converting the others.,As for some information-based books.,Just store them directly in the database and wait for calls.。

"As you wish."

Looking at the new progress bar that quickly disappeared from his sight, An Yang rubbed his sore and stinging eyes, patted his head again, and walked back to the bamboo house.

The three of them were eating, enjoying an open-air dinner above the sea of clouds, so comfortable.

When the rabbit saw him coming, he hurriedly grabbed a piece of grass and wanted to hand it to him, but halfway through it, he remembered that he didn't eat grass, and he was stunned, and replaced it with a piece of meat.

An Yang took it and took a deep breath helplessly: "You still have to cultivate hard, strive to completely open your spiritual wisdom as soon as possible, and learn to speak, you look at other monsters, they can all transform and speak, but you are good, you still have an ear when you transform into a human form, and your eyes can't change back, the most important thing is that you can't even ......speak."

The rabbit spirit listened to his accusation, looked very aggrieved, and weakly withdrew his hand.

She can't be blamed for that!

Who doesn't want to talk, she still wants to talk, but she just won't!

You've worked hard, okay?

An Yang sat down to rest, and said lightly: "Wait a minute, I'll go and talk to the head of Kunlun, let's leave here early tomorrow morning, after all, we are guests, and it's not good to stay here longer." ”

This remark immediately attracted everyone's approval, although there is abundant spiritual energy here, and it is easier to collect the essence of the sun and the moon, it is indeed an excellent place for cultivation, but after all, it is a human immortal mountain, and the living habits are too different from those of demons, and they are not used to it.

An Yang's expression suddenly moved, and an ancient book called "Five Elements Spells" had been converted and stored in the database.

He took a cursory look, this is a relatively practical spell set, but it is estimated that a large part of it will not be used by him, and his cultivation is not enough.

At this time, he lamented that he lacked a printing press with wireless transmission, otherwise these precious ancient books would be turned into mass-printed monastic textbooks in minutes.

After thinking about it, he could only say: "These days, I have also read a lot of ancient books and secret books of Kunlun Mountain, and there are many about cultivation spells, and I will copy a simple copy for you in a few days, and you can learn it slowly." ”

Huang Lan's eyes immediately lit up: "Really? ”

An Yang nodded: "Of course, it's not worth much anyway." ”

Xiaochan also secretly raised her head to look at him, trying not to show anything unusual, but the surprise in her heart was greater than anyone else's.

After all, after so many hardships and crises, this little girl's thirst for spells and power is almost urgent.

The rabbit spirit ate quietly, without saying a word, for fear of being scolded again-

She can't even speak, let alone read.

An Yang squinted for a while, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, the sunset, then got up and walked towards the palace of Yunmeng Immortal, he needed to go to say goodbye to the head of Kunlun and the old way.

(To be continued.) )