Chapter 30 He still has 54 books
Before leaving, Uncle Shi also threw a bottle of mineral water to Shi Ling.
It's Nongfu Spring, and the bottle cap is very loose. It seems that it's not the original Nongfu Spring, but filled with boiled water.
Shi Ling took the water bottle and left the compound. After searching around, he found the bamboo forest. He hesitated for a moment, then stuffed a copy of "High School Chinese Language Part Two" into his chest and walked into the bamboo forest.
Shi Ling has a reason for doing this. Have you not seen that in some movies, the protagonist saves his life by carrying a book in his arms?
The copy of "High School Mathematics" was left at that cheap clinic, and I had to get it back sooner or later.
Shi Ling walked into the bamboo forest, but he didn't encounter anything strange. He went deep into the bamboo forest and found an open space and a huge stone.
Shi Ling walked over, then sat cross-legged on the boulder and began to enlighten.
If my guess is correct, the rise of the blue moon will probably bring the divine machine world to our world. If I can enlighten and enter the divine machine world like the ancient masters did, then I should be able to see those things, and I should be able to see them from Normal becomes abnormal and then merges into the world…
But this is just my guess. The world of divine machines is so illusory that it is not even recorded in history books. It only exists in the rumors of the Demon Sword Sect. It may not be true at all.
Shi Ling thought about it for a long time, and also planned to imitate Bodhidharma to enter samadhi and realize the Tao while sitting down, but unfortunately he could not calm his mind.
"Actually, I can't believe what they said. The so-called divine machine world may be their second-year statement after being influenced by Blue Moon. I can't believe it."
Shi Ling jumped off the boulder, and then started practicing sword practice until he was sweating profusely. Then he opened the Nongfu Spring and took a big drink. After taking this sip, Shi Ling suddenly covered his throat and coughed.
This water has...no, this is wine, or spirits!
Unexpectedly, what his uncle handed him was not water but wine, but strong liquor. After one sip, Shi Ling immediately became dizzy. The power of this wine was almost as powerful as the Menghan medicine.
Shi Ling immediately sat on the boulder to rest, but the alcohol suddenly hit him. He immediately became dizzy, his vision was blurred, his hearing was weakened, and the world was spinning...
At this moment, Shi Ling didn't know that besides him, there were two other people sneaking into the bamboo forest.
These two people have been following him for several days. This time when he left the compound, these two people sensed the opportunity and followed him.
"Brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, let's not miss it!"
"There are only two days until the battle at the foot of Tianwang Mountain. We must find a way to find out his details so that we can go back and report to the leader."
The two of them covered their faces and kept getting closer. Then they saw Shi Ling sitting on the boulder through the gaps in the bamboo. The first time they saw Shi Ling, they were stunned.
What a lovely temperament! What a powerful breath! What a terrifying pressure!
At this moment, Shi Ling was sitting cross-legged on a boulder, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and the sword energy was constantly surrounding him. He had his eyes closed, as if he was meditating on some kind of great path.
Not only that, the moment Shi Ling closed his eyes, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened. It was obviously the moment when the sun rose in the morning, but the sky and the earth were dim. The outline of a blue moon vaguely appeared in his mouth, and the terrifying aura filled the world. Top down, bottom up, communicate with each other to form some kind of incomprehensible image.
The two swallowed, they both felt Shi Ling's power and felt Shi Ling's terror.
"It seems that we have provoked a being that cannot be provoked.!"
In their eyes, Shi Ling seemed to have been sitting there for eternity, with his concentration holding thousands of rivers and mountains, the sun, moon and stars, and the flow of time and space.
The faces of the two people suddenly turned pale. They were nervous and panting. The bamboo forest in their eyes turned into a terrifying hell, with countless little ghosts howling and the evil wind howling.
The two wanted to escape, but their legs were shaking like dustpans and they were unable to take a step. At this time, Shi Ling suddenly stood up in their eyes, then pulled out a wooden sword, and danced the sword under Wan Ye Xiaoxiao.
A wave of righteousness came out, making them feel better, but an ancient book suddenly fell from Shi Ling's arms.
The two people's faces instantly turned pale. From their perspective, the ancient book was extremely evil. The cover looked as if it was stained with blood. In a daze, they even saw something like eyeballs appearing on the cover of the book. , the ancient book fell to the ground, and then suddenly opened, but what opened was not a book, but a bloody mouth full of fangs.
The expressions of the two disciples of the Divine Sword Style changed drastically after seeing this strange ancient book, because they saw the eyes on this strange book suddenly looking towards them!
"Let's go!"
The entire bamboo forest suddenly became windless, and a terrifying and strange aura lingered around them. The two people immediately turned around and ran away, but the strange book suddenly opened its mouth, and countless bloody auras emitted, and then chased them directly.
"Poof!" One of the disciples suddenly vomited blood. He heard a low murmur. When he listened carefully, he felt that his energy and blood were disordered, and he spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
"It's the Book of Ancient Gods with a reward of one million from Long Zukong. Cover your ears and don't listen. Close your eyes and don't look. Otherwise, you will be devoured by the evil god!" A disciple yelled, then covered his ears and closed his eyes.
Weird sounds continued to resound through the bamboo forest, and streams of blood-colored mist spread around. However, a fierce sword energy suddenly struck out, cutting off the bamboo leaves and cutting through the blood mist. The ancient evil book suddenly screamed.
"Leave me alone, you go first!" the injured disciple shouted, and then pushed the other disciple out.
"Senior brother, you..." The junior brother put on an extremely painful expression and tried to leave several times, but he still stopped.
"Brother, I will buy you time, you run away!"
"%% @* # ." The evil god's murmur became louder and louder. Even if they covered their ears, they could not stop the sound from reaching their ears. The junior brother spit out a mouthful of blood, then roared and rushed into the depths of the bamboo forest. .
"Junior brother!"
The junior brother rushed into the depths of the bamboo forest and was instantly swallowed up by the blood mist, leaving nothing behind.
"No!"
The senior brother screamed out in pain, and then he struggled to escape further away without looking back until he escaped from the bamboo forest. He turned around and saw the extremely peaceful bamboo forest. Everything seemed to be nothing. happened, but his junior brother had been swallowed up by the terrifying bamboo forest.
"You must rush back and tell the leader everything. You must not mess with that boy!" Then he took out his mobile phone and said, "Junior brothers, hurry up and attack the remnants of the Demon Sword Sect before that boy returns!"
Shi Ling had no idea what was going on. He broke out in a sweat, woke up, climbed up from the boulder, and then burped loudly.
"It's weird." Shi Ling touched his stomach. He had slept until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, but he just didn't feel hungry. He didn't even eat breakfast.
Then, Shi Ling saw the Chinese textbook that had fallen to the ground and was open.
"Why did you drop the textbook?" Shi Ling picked up the Chinese textbook and found that there was a weird graffiti of a figure in the chapter "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia", which was very blurry and could not be seen clearly.
"Is this something I drew in class before? Why don't I remember it anymore?" Shi Lin scratched his head and put the textbook away. He didn't lose any of the textbooks he used when he was in high school. He still has 54 textbooks like this. Book.