After returning to Tianxuanzong, Long Mad walked into the living room, sat on a chair, and sat for a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Then, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and directly transmitted the voice to Cui'er, saying, "Cui'er, come up, I have something to look for you." ”

After waiting for a while, Cui'er hurried in from outside the door with a body of dust.

"Young Master, what are you looking for me?" As she spoke, she lifted the jade teapot on the table and brought down a cup of tea, regardless of the cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Nothing ......"

Seeing her like this, Long Mad was very distressed, so he stood up and walked to her side, and gently helped her pat the dust off her clothes.

"Nothing?" Cui'er turned her head and looked at the dragon maniac behind her, her eyes full of doubt.

Shilly-shally...... It's not like the style of my young master!

It is estimated that when he saw his appearance, he couldn't open his mouth about what he wanted to say.

Thinking of this, she smiled and said softly: "Young Master, I look a little embarrassed, but I'm not tired at all, don't you still believe in my cultivation?" ”

"This ...... You sit down first. ”

Hearing these words, Long Mad couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart, he was stunned for a moment, and then reached out and pulled a chair from the side and helped Cui'er sit down.

After a moment's hesitation, he hesitated and said, "There are too many things, I've been ...... lately I'm a little tired and want to rest for a few days...... Then retreat and practice the "Hongmeng Towering Heavenly Sutra" ......"

Seeing his blushing appearance, Cui'er couldn't help but smile and said, "Giggles...... You want me to help manage these people, don't you? ”

"Well, you still know me."

The dragon madness nodded, still a little embarrassed on his face.

To tell the truth, he was really tired, and for the twelve hours of each day, he hardly slept all the time, thinking about all kinds of plans, all kinds of dangers, all kinds of ways to deal with them......

His mind hardly has any free time.

So, he's tired.

What's more, for a long time, he was so busy that he didn't cultivate seriously.

The invasion of the Nether Army was imminent, and he also felt a deep crisis, if his strength was too low to deal with the strongest among the enemies, then it would be quite detrimental to the development of the battle.

It was with this in mind that he would make the decision to retreat and cultivate the Yuan Shen.

After all, his physical cultivation could no longer make much breakthroughs, and he could only rely on his powerful Yuan Shen to confront the enemy.

In fact, Cui'er was also very heartbroken to see that he had been dealing with various things and laying out various plans for days.

She couldn't understand why the dragon maniac needed to take on such a big responsibility.

Why, the road he has taken is so bumpy......

Therefore, hearing that the dragon madness decided to let go of everything, she agreed very much and said, "Young master, everything here will be left to me, you can rest for a while." ”

"Thank you."

Long Mad sat on the chair, gently hugged her into his arms, and explained: "Yun Miao is building the Immortal Secret Technique, and tomorrow you will find a way to let her fly to the Immortal Realm immediately." Some sects in the cultivation realm are not as good as the Langcang sect......"

Unexpectedly, before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Cui'er: "Young master, don't you trust me?" ”

"Huh...... How could you not trust Cui'er. ”

Hearing this, Long Madness laughed twice, and then hurriedly explained.

"That's right, you go and rest first. From today onwards, everyone here, including you, will obey my orders. ”

Tsuyoel nodded in satisfaction and left his embrace, then pulled him up from her chair and pushed him out of the living room door.

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After leaving the living room, Long Mad did not go back to the main house to rest, but flew to Baiying Courtyard, wanting to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to borrow the "Hongmeng Towering Heavenly Scripture".

In the Scripture Pavilion, Elder Langwen looked at the disciples who were flipping through various secret books from time to time, and his face was full of happy smiles.

Hearing steady footsteps outside the door, he turned his head slightly and stared over.

After discovering that it was the dragon madness, he hurriedly stood up and walked to the door to greet him.

"Uh...... The disciple had seen Elder Langwen. ”

As soon as Long Mad stepped on the steps in front of the door, as soon as he raised his head, he saw Elder Langwen standing at the door, a little unexpected, and then hurriedly strode forward and bowed to him.

Elder Langwen arched his hand slightly, smiled and asked, "Little madness, how can you have the spare time to come to my Scripture Pavilion?" ”

In fact, Elder Langwen was also very surprised by the arrival of the dragon madness.

After all, Dragon Maniac is a notoriously busy man, dealing with all kinds of complicated things, and every day is the dragon who sees the beginning but not the end.

Unexpectedly, he actually had time to come to the Scripture Pavilion today.

That's why Elder Langwen asked him half-jokingly.

Elder Langwen smiled.

This sentence made Long Mad blush a little, and he had no choice but to arch his hand again, taking the opportunity to hide his embarrassed expression.

"Haha...... Come on in. ”

However, even if he disguised it, his expression still did not escape the eyes of Elder Langwen.

"I've seen Senior Brother Long (Senior Brother Long)."

"I've seen Elder Langwen."

After the two entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the disciples who were reading the secret books of the exercises hurriedly bowed to them, looking very respectful.

The dragon smiled and returned the salute one by one, and slowly walked towards the stairs.

Elder Langwen also stepped up the stairs while arching his hand, and asked softly, "Little madness, do you want to cultivate the Hongmeng Towering Heavenly Sutra?" ”

The dragon madness replied, "Yes. ”

Elder Langwen nodded, glanced at the dragon madness with admiration, and said, "Although the Hongmeng Towering Heaven Sutra is the treasure of the Zhenzong, no one has been able to cultivate it all along. Now, it's up to you. ”

"No one can cultivate ......"

Hearing his words, the dragon madness couldn't help but be shocked.

The difficulty of cultivating this exercise had far exceeded his previous estimates.

"Yes, it is said that since the establishment of Tianxuanzong, only Lord Lingzun Mad God has comprehended the "Hongmeng Soaring Heavenly Scripture", but it is a pity that he is not a disciple of Tianxuanzong."

As he spoke, Elder Langwen couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"My father once practiced the "Hongmeng Towering Heavenly Sutra" ......"

At this time, the dragon madness was not concerned about the difficulty of cultivating the exercise, but about the fact that his father had learned this exercise.

While feeling proud, he also has a lot of pressure.

After all, if you can't comprehend the "Hongmeng Towering Heavenly Scripture", you will inevitably lose your father's face.

Just as he was pondering, he had unconsciously walked to the second floor.

"This is "Hongmeng Meal Tianjin"."

Elder Langwen took an ancient book from a bookshelf, blew the dust off the cover, and handed it to the dragon madness with a smile.

"There's Elder Lao."

The dragon arched his hand wildly, and then took the ancient book with both hands.

I don't know what material this ancient book is made of, and it feels a little warm in my hand.

Moreover, the five big characters on the cover, Long Maniac does not recognize.

Seeing that he was a little puzzled, Elder Langwen explained, "It is said that this is the common text of the Ancient Immortal Realm. ”

"The Text ...... of the Ancient Immortal Realm"

After learning the origin of the text, the dragon madness was overjoyed.

It just so happens that the Xuanxun Dryad is from the Ancient Immortal Realm, and perhaps it will recognize these words.

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