MTL - Max-Level Comprehension – Face The Wall For 80 Years-Chapter 36 The sword **** of the old calendar year 0

The entire Yuhuamen are discussing whether Wu Shaobai is still alive?

Are you still at Feather Gate?

Was the sword that shattered the heavens and the earth actually made by Wu Shaobai?

Everyone is talking.

Everyone was excited.

The disciples of Tiandao Sect returned with a feather, and the entire army was annihilated.

Tian Qingzi, who had high hopes by Tiandaomen, was also instantly killed by this sword.

The spies of Tiandaomen hidden in the Ascension Gate. The news was passed on immediately.

Because of the sword of Ascension Gate, the outside world is surging.

However, Li Qingshan, the initiator, returned to Siguoya with dozens of books.

No matter how much you guess, you can't guess him.

Even if someone doubted that he could still practice, they would never have imagined that Li Qingshan would reach such a level in just a few years.

Before the cultivation base was abolished, Li Qingshan was only in the realm of leaping fish.

So no one doubted him.

He can continue to quietly meditate on the cliff diving.

Regardless of the turbulent outside world, he naturally stood still.

As long as there is no problem with the feathering door, then there will be no problem with Si Guoya.

Li Qingshan returned to Siguoya, and the little fox immediately came up and asked, "Where have you been?"

The little fox was a little angry, Li Qingshan didn't even take it when he went out.

"I found these books and came back, do you want to read them?" Li Qingshan handed the little fox dozens of books he was carrying and asked him if he could read it.

The little fox immediately turned his head blankly and left.

She has inherited memories, so she doesn't want to read books.

Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and after spending the past few years with the little fox, he had already understood each other's temperament.

Back at the bamboo house, Li Qingshan made a pot of tea, lit the incense, and let himself relax.

Then he lay in the rocking chair, picked up a book, and opened it silently.

There are millions of books, astronomy and geography, cultivation methods, historical figures, unofficial biographies... Countless in the entire Sutra Collection Pavilion.

But there are very few records about the war three thousand years ago.

Li Qingshan rummaged through the Sutra Pavilion, and only found dozens of books about that war.

The book he was reading now was written by an elder of the Ascension Sect three thousand years ago.

This elder was also one of the survivors of the Ascension Gate that year.

But unfortunately, he who survived has gone insane.

So when this book came out, it was scorned by many people. Can you believe what a mad elder said?

Li Qingshan studied it carefully.

His brow furrowed slightly.

The content in this book is reversed, the levels are unclear, and most of the time it seems to be talking to himself, saying irrelevant things.

If Li Qingshan didn't want to explore the truth of that year, Li Qingshan would not continue reading the first page.

But now he forced himself to finish the book.

The first reaction is.

What the people said was right.

The elder who wrote this book has really gone mad.

The speech was chaotic and the logic was unclear. When introducing one thing, he quickly digressed to another thing, talked about it, and finally brought it back to that war.

The most memorable part of the whole book is the last few sentences of Li Qingshan.

"Someone started a plan to hide the sky and cross the sea for the selfishness of one fell swoop, and set off a mighty war that affected the world of self-cultivation."

"Such people should be hacked to death."

"He hurt the practitioners in the future."

"He also hurt this generation!"

Li Qingshan believed that the logic of the whole book was confusing and the words were unclear. It was irrelevant. As long as there were these last few words, he saw hope.

Putting down this book, Li Qingshan picked up another one.

This writing is about the restart of the post-war world pattern.

After reading it carefully, Li Qingshan had a clear understanding of the situation at that time.

The Feather Gate, which was the number one righteous path back then, suffered heavy losses. He is completely incapable of holding up the title of No. 1, so he has been self-proclaimed as a mountain gate for 80 years, and he does not have too much contact with the outside world, and strives to cultivate the genius of his own sect.

That is to say, in the past 80 years, Tiandaomen has risen rapidly, surpassing all other sects, directly proclaiming by force, and capturing the reputation of the first sect of the righteous path.

However, under the circumstances of the headmaster and the tragic death of countless elders, the Ascension Sect lost its strength and could not compete with Tiandao Sect for this title, so they chose to dormant.

But then the power of Tiandaomen became stronger and stronger, and the right to speak became heavier.

Feather Gate never surpassed again.

"It is recorded in this book that Tiandaomen was only a small sect that had just been established three thousand years ago, and it is not worth mentioning at all."

"In those days, the Ascension Sect was strong and was the leader of the righteous way. In that war, the Ascension Sect took the lead and must defend its reputation as the first of the righteous way. The headmaster, the elders, and the outstanding disciples came out in droves, and eventually lost in this war. It was so severe that the disciples lost their lives one by one, and even the original longevity method was torn to shreds, leaving only the fragments." Li Qingshan murmured.

Holding a book in one hand and a teacup in the other, he took a sip, thinking about the contents of the book.

There is very little researchable content in each book, and most of it is nonsense.

Li Qingshan flipped through dozens of other books again.

He got more and more information.

"The war 3,000 years ago was unpredictable. As the leader of the righteous path, Feihuamen attracted everyone's attention and went all out."

"That war ended tragically."

"It's not just the right way. The major sects suffered heavy losses. There are also some top masters in the demon sect who also participated in the war and finally fell."

"In that war 3,000 years ago, countless geniuses also emerged, and the most striking of them is the sword **** who is known as the thousand-year-old sword god."

After reading dozens of books, Li Qingshan only got this information.

His brow furrowed slightly.

"Why do I feel that someone is deliberately erasing the impact of that war?" Li Qingshan was puzzled.

Because no matter how unbearable it is, other sects will still have records about that period of history and that war.

However, Li Qingshan searched all over the Ascension Gate, and only found these dozens of books.

Most of them are still irrelevant, there are only one or two sentences, which are worth repeating.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but suspect that after the war that year, someone was quietly erasing the various books and information that had been recorded.

Otherwise, according to the saying that the inheritance of the Ascension Gate has never been cut off~www.novelbuddy.com~ There should be very detailed records about a war three thousand years ago.

Instead of now, only a few words have to be searched from different books.

"Going through all the books, only got a clear name."

"The sword **** of the thousand-year-old calendar!"

Li Qingshan wanted to find out who this person was and what did this person do?

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

"I've been reading books for so long, it's time to go out and relax." Li Qingshan looked up at the outside world, the moonlight was already high, he read a book during the day, felt tired, put down the book, walked out of the bamboo house, walked Entered the forest of monuments.

He was going to wipe the stone tablet and comprehend the exercises.

This is Li Qingshan's method of relaxation.

You can improve yourself, and you can clear yourself of all cluttered thoughts.

Walking along the forest of steles, after a long journey, Li Qingshan saw a fresh stele.

He chose a stone tablet, sat in front of him, and wiped the stone tablet clean with his hands.

Li Qingshan saw a phantom above it, unrestrained in romance, with a remarkable figure, with his hands on his back and looking up at the sky.

Of course, after several days and nights of wind and rain, some of the lines have become blurred, but it is vaguely visible that what a stalwart figure was engraved on this stone tablet back then.

"What is recorded on this stele?" Li Qingshan immediately meditated cross-legged, earnestly comprehending.

[You wipe carefully, stimulate full-level comprehension, and comprehend the swordsmanship of the thousand-year-old sword **** of the old calendar! 】

Li Qingshan opened his eyes, his eyes were full of surprises.

Just flipping through the books, I learned the name of the old calendar thousand-year sword god.

In a blink of an eye, he came across his stone tablet in the Forest of Steles.

Fate, amazing.