Chapter 14

Let's rewind time back to when Tang Qingyu first "woke up" in this world.

After being struck by lightning, Tang Qingyu was a bit confused, especially when his five senses gradually recovered. His skin felt like it was being sliced by the cold wind. What entered his eyes was no longer the vast expanse of snow on Mount Zhongnan, but the northern autumn, the thousand-mile plains. Tang Qingyu was completely confused. What's more … he used his hands to touch his face, his head, his ears, and then looked at his palms that were clearly much shorter and much smoother.

So, he became smaller.

This lightning strike also had the effect of reducing age?

Of course, even though he was confused, even though his entire body had miraculously shrunk, the first time was strange, the second time was familiar. Or it could be said that this strange thing wasn't the first time, but after it had happened a few times, the degree and duration of a person's confusion would decrease and decrease.

Looking at the clothes on his body, he touched the bag and money pouch that had disappeared. From head to toe, other than the "world-toppling gorgeous dress" that he was still wearing when he was struck by lightning, and the orange weapon in his hand, he was really "clean" and "pure". There was nothing left.

No, it wasn't that there was nothing, there was still a book.

It was a … colored book.

"Heaven and Earth Yin/Yang Intercourse/Joy/Great Musical Ode".

Actually, Tang Qingyu didn't know why he had this book in his possession.

He had taken this book from Chongyang Palace.

After he was killed and "revived" by Mako Shigeki, he had been like a ghost searching for Mako Shigeki. Everything in front of him seemed real and illusory, and occasionally, it seemed like "characters" would float by. In the process of searching for Mako Shigeki, he had passed by Chongyang Palace's Hidden Scripture Pavilion that no longer had a single book. It was empty, and there were snakes, insects, rats, and ants flying everywhere. He saw the walls glowing.

Just like … just like the quest items or reward boxes in Wulin Legend. So, he instinctively stopped for a moment.

Translator: WQL Editor: Aleem The Sutras Pavilion was already very shabby. It looked like it was about to collapse. The wall was very fragile and could be easily destroyed. Therefore, the glowing box and the book in the glowing box could be easily taken out.

Tang Qingyu smashed the wall and took out the glowing box. Then, the wall stopped glowing, so it was the box that was glowing, not the wall.

There was a glowing book in the glowing box. It was very strange. When there seemed to be "characters" floating in front of his eyes and everything in sight was "distorted" and "blurred", the box began to glow, and so did the book. When everything in front of his eyes became "real" and there were no characters or blurred images, the box was still an ordinary box and the book was still an ordinary book.

Moreover, when he took the book out of the box, the box turned back into a non-glowing box and the book was still a glowing book.

Therefore, books were the most important.

Instinctively, he stuffed the book into his arms.

Then he went to find Mako Shigeki for revenge.

But now, at this moment, he was standing here. It was as if he was carrying something when he was struck by lightning in the previous world. Now, there was only that thing left.

Therefore, if Mako Shigeki had stripped him of his clothes, it was very likely that he would be running naked now.

But he was not running naked now. He was wearing clothes, and there was a colored book in his arms.

Of course, they were all adults. A colored book was not really a colored book. In other words, it was not a colored book. He believed that everyone understood this point.

As for why Tang Qingyu knew that this was a colored book without even opening it, it was actually because this was a very famous colored book. It was written by the great poet Bai Juyi's … younger brother.

This book was actually very famous. Very famous.

Tang Qingyu was literate. The Huashan school had teachers who taught young students how to read. Of course, young children would not be young one day. When they grew up into men, young and vigorous men who could read and write, it was understandable that they would know about a famous colored book.

"Yin and Yang Intercourse of Heaven and Earth". When he was rushing to stab Mako Shigeki, he was not in the mood to look at this "great work" that once made his blood boil. But now, when he took this "great work" out of his arms, he felt that he should properly flip through the ground.

How could a colored book glow like the secret books dropped by the boss in "Wulin Legend"?

Tang Qingyu was very curious.

He stood on a piece of withered yellow ground and flipped through it for a long time. Then he realized that he was hungry.

He was hungry. It was not because of the red words that popped up in front of him saying "Your satiety level is below 10. Please eat quickly or you will enter a state of hunger." Once he entered a state of hunger, he would start losing health.

He had not felt hunger like this in a long time.

In "Wulin Legend", when he entered a state of hunger, he would slowly lose health. When he reached zero health, he would die and have to return to the camp to revive.

Would he die if he continued to starve here?

If he had the feeling of hunger, then there was a high chance that he would starve to death. Then?

Although he was not running around naked, apart from a huge book of color, Tang Qingyu, who was almost poor and hungry, felt that he could not just stand there and not move. It seemed that if he really starved himself to death, perhaps he could still be "resurrected". But this kind of "resurrection" might … from the state he was in at Chongyang Palace, perhaps he would be struck by lightning. After the lightning struck him, he would run around "randomly", and might even lose one more age.

No matter what the result was, for the time being, Tang Qingyu did not want to experience the feeling of being struck by lightning again.

Just being struck by lightning was not scary, but after being struck by lightning, it was like turning into millions of data in "Wulin Legend". The feeling of being hit by a huge amount of data and almost forgetting who he was was was not good.

That kind of feeling was just like the words that Xiao Bai often said — losing oneself.

The feeling of losing oneself. Losing oneself did not feel like dying, just turning into millions of "fragments" of data. Being alive did not feel like being alive. Being conscious did not feel like being able to form a clear sense of self. This feeling was not good at all.

To a certain extent, it was scarier than just dying.

Tang Qingyu had an indescribable fear in his heart, so he did not want to starve himself anymore.

There was no need.

So he put away the book in his hand and walked in a certain direction.

He did not know where he was, but from the bleak and yellow coldness and the empty and desolate scenery, he could tell that this was the Northern Lands, and it was late autumn in the Northern Lands.

Since it was the Northern Lands, then from the direction of the sun, he could deduce the direction of the south. Go south, keep going south. If he could find a road, he would go south. He would definitely meet people.

After making this decision, Tang Qingyu started walking.

Then he met someone who wanted to rob him.

Then he made his move.

Tang Qingyu felt that he was somewhat responsible for the situation.

After all, if he had not interfered at the last minute, that Demon God who had a face full of poison and looked a little perverted at first glance might have just robbed him and might not have killed him.

Of course, there was also a great possibility that whether Tang Qingyu had stopped him or not, the pink-faced Demon God would have killed him and robbed him. But in any case, Tang Qingyu had indirectly angered him by stopping him. If the person who escorted the hidden darts from this "Changfeng Escort Agency" was really killed in the end, it was hard to say how much of the blame was on Tang Qingyu.

Good, good, Amitabha …

Although he was not a monk, it was not good to commit sins, even if it was indirectly.

So Tang Qingyu followed behind the pink-faced Demon God and used Mount Hua's Qinggong to stick close to him.

He was neither far nor near.

The pink-faced Demon God's Internal Strength was not ordinary. If he followed too close, he was afraid of being discovered. If he followed too far, he was afraid of losing him.

This directly led to the fight entering the second half when Tang Qingyu arrived. The pink-faced Demon God and an old man were competing in palm strength.

Although the old man was old, his palm strength was not old and his Internal Strength was profound. When he competed with the chalky pink-faced Demon God, his Internal Strength was released and the ground exploded. Black liquid spurted out from the cracks of the explosion and was ignited by the sparks caused by the flying sand and stones when they collided with each other. The place where the two were fighting slowly turned into a sea of fire.

Tang Qingyu scanned the entire scene and found the bodies of two other old men not far away. He frowned and thought, "Did that pink-faced Demon God really kill someone?

Was it too late? "

Leng Yifu and the Yun Family's old man fought intensely, but the Yun Family's old man had obviously suffered heavy internal injuries. Just as the two of them were fighting intensely, they saw that the surrounding fire was burning more and more fiercely. Leng Yifu struck the Yun Family's old man into the sea of fire with a palm strike. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was met with another sword strike.

It was an extremely exquisite sword strike.

This time, he could not dodge it.

Just now, in front of the Lambda Orionis.

Leng Yifu was able to dodge Tang Qingyu's sword because he was full of energy. He had just finished a huge battle and had expended a lot of his Internal Strength. He was exhausted and was caught off guard. He naturally could not dodge the extremely fast, ruthless, and accurate strike.

He immediately shouted, "Sneak attack, despicable!"

Before he could even open his mouth, he was split into two halves by the sword and fell into the sea of fire.

Tang Qingyu, who had sheathed his sword, felt melancholy.

His sword strike was extremely exquisite.

But it was not 《Nine Strategies Beyond the Swords》.

It was just the Huashan school's most basic sword move — Splitting Mount Hua.

Of course, you could not say that the basic move was not exquisite. However, Tang Qingyu was slightly embarrassed because he was able to use Splitting Mount Hua to split the pink-faced Demon God in half. The main reason was that his opponent had expended all his Internal Strength, so he had an unfair advantage.

Moreover, Tang Qingyu watched from afar as he crouched outside the ring of fire and watched the mountains crumble and the earth split apart.

The black liquid that came out of the ground was called oil by Xiao Bai. In 《Wulin Legend》, there was an evil cult that used this stuff called oil as weapons. It was very difficult to extinguish once it touched it. It could even float in water and continue to burn. Tang Qingyu did not dare to get close to it. He could only circle around the ring of fire until the pink-faced Demon God came out and swung his sword.

Perhaps the oil burned at too high a temperature, causing the cracked crust to leak into the air. The oil below also started to burn. The ground became unstable and the entire ring of fire collapsed like an earthquake. Tang Qingyu, who was crouching at the side, looked at the crackling fire and thought: If he had been crouching here waiting for the people from the Changfeng Escort Agency to find him, he would have said that the pink-faced Demon God killed the three old men, and then the pink-faced Demon God was killed by him … Everyone was dead, and he was the only one alive … Would anyone believe that?

Wouldn't they be suspicious?

Wouldn't they suspect that he was the real killer?