Wang Xuanzhao walked through the rows, and found that the farther back he went, the more things from the cultivation realm such as jade slips appeared.

Wang Xuanzhao walked directly to the last row, the whole shelf was empty, and there was only a piece of jade slip at the top of the entire shelf.

In the end, Wang Xuanzhao's divine sense wrapped this piece of jade slip and prepared to take it down directly, but the jade slip had just left the shelf, and the change had risen sharply.

I don't know where a faint mist has risen, and even an ethereal singing voice faintly comes, if you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear it, and it seems to be singing in the sea of knowledge.

A scene suddenly changed in front of her, as if it was the depths of the seabed, countless coral reefs and swimming fish, but it was beautiful, only when she was admiring, Wang Xuanzhao suddenly saw that there was a voice in the sea and woke up, and the scene in front of Wang Xuanzhao changed rapidly.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she had appeared in the study again, Wang Xuanzhao's eyes were dazed for a moment, but Xiao Jiu was already playing the Qingxin song in the sea of knowledge, could it be that she had fallen into a fantasy just now?

Xiao Jiu is generally very well-behaved, and her body is generally shrunk into such a small one hanging on Wang Xuanzhao's body, absorbing all the attribute spiritual power in Wang Xuanzhao's body, unless Wang Xuanzhao is summoned, or Wang Xuanzhao falls into an illusion, she will help.

Thinking about it, the misty singing just now created an illusion for himself, but unfortunately the illusion was destroyed by Xiao Jiu before it was woven and pulled out of the illusion.

However, Wang Xuanzhao opened his eyes and found that the study was still around, and the rows of bookshelves were still there, but there were still some changes, that is, a pair of danqing appeared on the empty wall just now, and a team of men and women were on it.

It's a fairy couple, a man

Xiu is dressed in white, with fluttering belts, and the female nun is dressed in green clothes, ethereal and elegant, with an endless sea area behind her, and you can feel that the monk in the painting seems to fly out of the painting from a distance, which is very realistic.

Especially the smile on the corner of the nun's lips, sweet and bewitching, it is a contradictory beauty that combines youth and simplicity with enchanting beauty, and it is amazing.

However, Wang Xuanzhao had no time to take care of these, she stared at the male cultivator in the painting, dressed in white, fluttering like a fairy, with a face like a crown of jade, a hosta on her head, and black hair draped behind her like a waterfall.

These are not the point, the key is the face, Wang Xuanzhao thought that he should be not mistaken, if the business wind blew his beautiful beard, of course, and then flatten the folds of the face, it should be like this, right?

So, I have found the right place? I have really returned to the earth, right? It's just that Wang Xuanzhao is excited here, and suddenly there is a flash of brilliance in the painting, and a young female cultivator in Tsing Yi appears on the ground, and her face is exactly the person in the painting.

Even if Wang Xuanzhao had already judged that the other party was just a remnant of the Yuan Shen, Wang Xuanzhao did not dare to relax at all, after all, the Shang Feng he had met could suppress himself with a touch of remnant soul, not to mention that the coercive strength shown by the other party was higher than that of himself who suppressed himself in the Yuan Infant Stage.

There are many miracles in ancient monks, of course, if you really fight for strength, Wang Xuanzhao feels that she will definitely not be afraid of this remnant soul in front of her, it is really because she has recognized that this is the promise she once made, and now that she is going to fulfill it, how can she kill the other party again, and the other party has no intention of attacking.

"How long has it been since the monk was able to find this place and wake me up, little baby, how did you get here? You disturbed me, but you will stay forever as punishment!" the female cultivator in Tsing Yi asked very beautifully, but at first she revealed a charming and enchanting feeling. Just saying it is very cold and heartless.

Wang Xuanzhao also found an interesting thing, this female cultivator in Tsing Yi occasionally formed a vertical line in her eyes, as if she was an animal, could it be a demon cultivator?

"Excuse me, I'm from the Northern Qi Continent, entrusted by the old people, to look for people in this sea area, I don't know if the predecessors can know the business style?" Wang Xuanzhao didn't talk nonsense, and directly named him.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Xuanzhao's words fell, the remnant soul of the female cultivator in Tsing Yi had already come to Wang Xuanzhao's side, shock, ecstasy, suspicion and other emotions were mixed together, and finally asked tremblingly, "What did you say?

"Senior, Shangfeng predecessor has fallen, I met the remnant soul of Shangfeng predecessor by chance, seniors hope that I can bring him here to be buried with a senior, is that you?" Wang Xuanzhao thought that this should be a poignant love story, the outcome of the story was already doomed, no matter what, her original vow can be fulfilled today.