The sandalwood door on the twenty-third floor was wide open, but it was never allowed to enter.

I was a little stunned at this door. After a long time, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed and I seemed to understand something.

I closed my eyes slightly, meditated and concentrated, and slowly turned into my original appearance - a thousand leaves of blue lotus, lotus leaves and fields can stretch for several miles, but there is no water here, and it is really a bit nondescript to turn into the original body here, and I am also a little embarrassed by myself.

But, that's the most honest way I can think of.

We are immortals cultivated by flowers, plants, birds and beasts, after transforming into shapes, our voices and smiles are like dry bones pulling a layer of skin, no matter how beautiful we are, they are not the original appearance after all.

In the form of a lotus plant, I went to the library pavilion, although it was difficult to move, the layer of magic enchantment that resisted in front of me actually disappeared, and when I actually entered this door, I had the urge to burst into tears.

Transformed into a human form again, in this library pavilion, it was not as I imagined, the ancient scrolls of the divine books were displayed, but an empty piece, there was no scroll at all, only a faint fragrance of medicinal herbs wafting in these twenty-three layers.

Also, if it was so easy to get the scroll you wanted, this library would not be as extraordinary as the Heavenly Realm had rumored.

The scent of herbs still lingers on the tip of the nose, and the shadow of the scroll is still nowhere to be seen.

Walking on the twenty-third floor, I suddenly had the illusion of entering the medicine house. It's just that there is only the fragrance of medicine here, there are no herbs, and there is no boiler.

Reaching out to this void, he couldn't touch any substance, as if these twenty-three floors had always been like this, empty and idle for many years.

Inch by inch, feet moved over the ground without a sound.

Medical Books, Medicinal Herbs, Medical Books, Medicinal Herbs...... Herb...... Medicinal herbs grow on the ground, and medical books are hidden in the pavilion, is this the pavilion of medical books?

Suddenly, he squatted down, his fingers eagerly caressing the twenty-three floors of the floor, the wooden floor emitting a soft glow. The handle tapped lightly, making a ding zero sound - it seemed to be hollow, sure enough?

I used the spell and knocked it inch by inch, and sure enough, there was a secret grid on the floor, but this medical book was ordinary.

When I read most of the medical books embedded in the ground on the twenty-third floor, I still gave up in a huff. It's not that I'm impatient, it's that this medical book is really not as rare as it is rumored. If the library is full of medical books that can be found everywhere, where does such fame come from?

"Ignorant foolish immortals, in the pavilion, how can they contain treasures?"

The sound of the library, echoing back and forth in this empty space, buzzed in my ears. I jerked around, but there was no trace.

"Painting the heart is stupid, and I still hope for the guidance of the immortals!" I said loudly and eagerly, this voice is most likely the divine consciousness of the Library Pavilion, if I can really awaken and move it, Xi Ze, Xi Ze will be saved!

I held my breath, almost trying to stop my heartbeat, lest the slightest noise drown out the sound of the library.

"In this world, no matter how difficult things are, they can't escape their intentions." The voice sighed and dissipated into the air.

I was a little dazed, and I looked at the twenty-third floor, which was still empty. It's because I'm not careful enough, that's why Xi Ze is still lying there motionless, it's because I'm not careful enough, so I haven't gotten any useful divine prescription for such a time in these twenty-three layers......

"When—" A low bell rang faintly, and it shook my ears and eyes in an instant, and I stood in the middle of the twenty-three floors, and I wanted to cry.

"When—" The bell was still ringing, and with each ring, the light in the library dimmed a little, and after nine bells, the twenty-third floor had been plunged into darkness.

Nine is the most precious number...... My heart skipped a beat, and I looked up at the darkness, as if I saw a glimmer of light ahead.

A little bit of light lit up in the darkness, jumping like fireflies jumping in the night. Then, more and more light appeared, with irrepressible aura and divine power, slowly filling the darkness of the twenty-three layers.

My heart was beating more and more violently, my fingers were slowly tightening, and my fingertips were pinching myself, and I was sure that I was really not dreaming, and I was not hallucinating, I should have really seen the scroll this time.

The light emitted by the spiritual power of these divine books illuminated the twenty-three layers that had fallen into darkness, and when I looked closely, I saw that these twenty-three floors were no longer empty, but were lined with rows of bookshelves, and the ancient scrolls of the divine books that were radiant were floating in the layers of lattices, exuding an alluring light.

I hurried to the nearest scroll of the sacred book, spread my hands towards it, and it opened page by page, and one by one the words appeared above the twenty-third floor with a shining light.

No, it's not it.

I discarded it and ran to the next one.

In this way, I shuttled through these twenty-three floors, with great devotion, to find the divine book that could save Xi Ze's life.

However, there are so many ancient books and scrolls that have survived from ancient times, and so many simple and good prescriptions have been recorded. It told me how to gather the souls scattered in even the Six Realms, how to save the immortals who had broken their hearts, and why there was no way to tell me how to deal with the immortals who had both of these conditions.

Looking tired, I leaned softly on the twenty-three storey bookshelf, in front of me and behind me, there were these ancient scrolls of divine books, which contained countless divine techniques that could bring the dead back to life, but there was no one who could get Xi Ze.

Why?!

The heartache made it impossible for me to breathe smoothly, and I reached out and pressed against my beating heart, and a wave of resentment spread from the bottom of my heart.

Why? Why did Xi Ze fight bloodily for hundreds of thousands of years, just to protect the stability of the heavenly realm, and he was so lonely that he didn't even have a fairy who could speak in the Void Mountain, but now he was injured so much by the prince of the Heavenly Clan, and the Heavenly Clan who was protected by him never gave him an explanation, not even a verbal explanation!

The anger grew louder and brighter, and I became a little dizzy, and everything in front of me began to blur again.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in my head.

"In this world, no matter how difficult things are, you can't escape the ...... heart" The voice calmed my anger in a deep voice, and my consciousness became clear again—the voice of the library pavilion.

Is it reminding me of something?

In this world, no matter how difficult things are, they can't escape the heart......

No matter how difficult things are, you can't escape them......

can't escape the heart......

Heart......

This sentence kept echoing in my mind, and finally, I suddenly understood.

The heart is the best way to perceive all things. I didn't have the heart to understand, but now I understand. The eyes can see all things, or they can cover all things.

Gently closing his eyes, the twenty-third floor fell back into darkness.

Only this time, my heart was very calm.

I don't care about those sacred books. I just want to make Xi Ze better.

Close my eyes and walk gently through these twenty-three floors, and the darkness surrounds me as if there is no end. But my heart no longer has the eagerness and anger it used to be.

Walking slowly in these twenty-three floors, I don't know how long I walked, there seemed to be a little light in the darkness. The light was soft but not dazzling, looking at me from afar, as if waiting quietly for me to find it.

It's it.

I'm pretty sure. I walked up to it without hurry, stretched out my hand, and held it gently, without opening it or using magic, the words in it still fell into my heart word for word—

Those whose souls are scattered and whose hearts are broken can be cured if there is no good treatment. Only by exchanging a heart for a heart, can we regain the heart, supplemented by the Nine Songs Soul Rejuvenation Flower, and condense the mind with the Guyuan Dan, the soul attraction lamp of 9981 souls, which cannot be extinguished for nine days and nine nights, and the soul can return to its original place no matter where it is scattered.

It's good if there's a way, it's good if there's a way.

The Library Pavilion really lives up to its reputation, such a strange recipe, it is really good.

When I opened my eyes, there was no darkness, no bookshelves, and no ancient books that radiated light and divine power, and the twenty-third floor was still as empty as I had just walked in. It's as if everything I've experienced just now is an illusion.

But I knew it was all real, not hallucination.

"Painting my heart, thank you for the good prescription from the Library Pavilion." I gave a deep salute and was grateful. Looking up again, looking around at the twenty-three layers with only a hint of the fragrance of herbs, I stepped out of the door without looking back.

It was not as stumbling as when it came, but when it went down, the stairs of this library pavilion were very obedient, and it could even attract a cloud and land safely on the lowest floor.

When the guards guarding the door saw me come out, the first one came to me and saluted, "I don't know if the fairy can get what he wants?" ”

I bowed slightly at him, "Thank you." ”

"Congratulations fairy."

Walking out of the library pavilion, Master and Lingwei were waiting there, looking very tired.

"Emperor, Master." I bowed lightly to them, and when I saw that their eyes were all blue, I couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"Painted Heart, how did it turn out?" Master was a little hesitant, but still asked.

I looked up at Master's somewhat anxious eyes, and my heart ached. I have learned the good recipe, but I am afraid that only I can use this ancient recipe, and Master They have worried so much about me, and it is better not to know these things.

"Painted heart read all the ancient books, knew the recipe for the scattered soul, and knew the recipe for the broken heart, probably, the combination of the two is a good prescription for Xi Ze." I lowered my eyebrows and spoke lightly.

When Master saw me like this, he mistakenly thought that I was sad, so he reached out and gently stroked my head, and sighed, "Painting my heart, the destiny is like this, you can't be too obsessed. ”

I still bowed my head and didn't speak. I feel very guilty for hiding it from Master, but if I tell the truth, I'm afraid that Master is worried about me, and he won't agree. So, please forgive me.

"Let's go." Lingweiyang, who had never made a sound, suddenly put his hand on my shoulder and sighed softly.

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