Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 17 Jiang Wan'er and Ninth Master Uncle

Speaking of Jiang Han, since he has been called a lay disciple, he will naturally use this status to the extreme.

Now that I have come to the Heavenly Sword Sect, although I am revisiting the old place, my status is completely different.

He also came to Zangshu Pavilion with this sign.

The Library Pavilion is divided into three floors. On the second floor, only honorary disciples can enter, that is, some outstanding disciples are eligible to watch, and on the third floor, only elders and sect masters can enter.

Naturally, they are all rare treasures.

However, the first level is open to ordinary disciples. Of course, most of the exercises are ordinary skills, and they are not considered confidential.

The rule of Zangshu Pavilion is that reading books cannot be taken outside, so many disciples took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to copy books inside, intending to copy them down and practice hard when they go back.

"Identity card." A sleepy-eyed elder said.

Jiang Han handed the signboard of the lay disciple to the elder, who nodded, and said, "Go, you understand the rules, right?"

"I understand, of course I understand everything!" Jiang Han said pretending to be a fledgling student.

At this time, he also changed his clothes, and he looked very "immature". If it weren't for someone who knew him well, he would never have guessed that Jiang Han was an old fritter.

Sure enough, there are quite a lot of disciples here, Jiang Han flipped through the content casually, but he didn't find any profound spells.

Logically speaking, there should be several fragments of scrolls in this place.

"Look, aren't these lay disciples outside?"

Several monk disciples happened to pass by Jiang Han, and they all whispered.

"Yeah, I'm ashamed to come here to read, can he understand him..."

"It's for pretending. Most of the disciples of the lay school are martial artists with passion and brains. It's nothing worth caring about."

"I heard that the rewards for this trial are very rich. It's no wonder that these disciples who usually don't fart will come and mix in."

"They are the green leaves, we are the flowers!"

Many disciples have already publicly ridiculed.

If Jiang Han was a teenager, it might be amazing.

But now, with 40 years of experience, he finds it ridiculous.

So what if a sect is not tied to the same rope, even if it is a tall building?

The foundation has become unstable, and it will collapse sooner or later.

It's not that Jiang Han bad-mouthed them, but that he has a 5000-year-old civilization in his mind, and similar cases abound in this civilization.

After searching for half an hour, Jiang Han finally found a fragmented volume: "So that's it!"

This is a "Compendium of Imperial Artifacts", but it is also a book that focuses on flexibility. It must be known that Jiang Han's most powerful weapon is the Moon Golden Wheel. Controlling it to kill enemies also requires skill. Now this Imperial Artifact The outline can just make up for the details of the Mozong's imperial weapon.

So Jiang Han took the book and came to a seat, looking at it with gusto.

For the next few days, he spent all his time in the Library Pavilion. Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to strengthen himself as much as possible.

The experience summed up by the predecessors is at least useful.

Once, Jiang Han came out of the library and found a group of disciples gathered around the corner, making mocking sounds. "This must be the ninth uncle who married the witch..."

"Yeah, I was supposed to be a member of the elders, but now I'm down and down like this, it's really pitiful..."

"It is said that Master Ninth Uncle turned out to be a disciple of Tianjiao and a genius."

People were chattering, but Jiang Han pushed through the crowd and saw the old man sweating on the ground. The old man was very poor, dressed in rags, holding a flagon, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.

"Senior Brother, this is the Ninth Martial Uncle?" Jiang Han said to a disciple.

When the disciple looked at Jiang Han's clothes, he immediately recognized Jiang Han as an outsider. He said disdainfully, "Associating with the demon girl, you deserve it."

Jiang Han naturally knew that the two factions of good and evil were incompatible, and if the two had feelings for each other, they would be cast aside by people on both sides.

However, the Ninth Master Uncle Jiang Han also knew, because the Ninth Master Uncle's lover was his aunt!
Seeing the disdain on the faces of the people around him, Jiang Han stepped forward to support Uncle Jiu.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu suddenly saw Jiang Han at this time, after all, he was Jiang Han's biological aunt, so the eyebrows were somewhat similar, and Jiang Han himself was also very handsome.

"Wan'er?" Ninth Master Uncle was stunned, grabbed Jiang Han's hand with his backhand and said.

Jiang Han hurriedly said, "Master Ninth Uncle, you have mistaken the person, I will take you back."

"Oh, oh... Wan'er is a woman, you are a man..." Master Jiu murmured.

The people around also started laughing, and the innermost words were like lunatics and psychopaths. Although Uncle Ninth was their elder, Uncle Ninth was cast aside by his peers, and naturally the juniors also looked down on him.

According to the original history, Uncle Ninth's death is coming soon. During the annihilation battle of the Demon Sect, Uncle Ninth rescued the members of the Demon Sect, and then was "justifiably annihilated" by Ye Chen.

But now he still looks like a confused little old man.

Jiang Han knew that this old man was trustworthy, so he took him back to a small cave.

Next door to this place is a cowshed, and Jiu Shishu's house is also very dilapidated, but on the way back, Jiu Shishu has been watching Jiang Han, staring at him.

Trying to find some past memories on Jiang Han.

"Uncle, if my aunt sees you like this, how disappointed she will be." Jiang Han poured a glass of wine, he took a sip, but quickly spit it out.

"Baigan mixed with water, uncle, can you drink it?"

Hearing the word "uncle", Uncle Jiu's hair stood on end, his eyes widened, and he almost doubted his ears.

Did you hear me wrong? !
"What did you call me just now?" Uncle Jiu said with a trembling voice.

"You are my aunt Jiang Wan'er's lover, I call you uncle, is there something wrong?" Jiang Han grinned.

Uncle Jiu couldn't bear it anymore, all the drunkenness in his mind dissipated in an instant, he looked at Jiang Han in disbelief: "You are... Jiang boy?"

"Yeah, I still remember when I was young, my aunt often took me to the market. I saw you at that time, and my aunt bought me a bunch of candied haws, and then you peeked at it from a distance, but at that time Uncle, you don't look like this at all." Jiang Han took out his own wine and poured a glass for Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu's tears fell, he shook his head and said, "It's all me, I failed to protect her well... child, what are you doing in the Heavenly Sword Sect? Get out of here quickly, or if they find out your true identity , you...you will definitely die!"

"If I'm not here anymore, the entire Demon Sect will surely die." Jiang Han sat down and said.

Uncle Ninth stared wide-eyed: "What happened to Mozong?"

"Uncle, of course you don't know, my father died in that battle..."

(End of this chapter)