As soon as Luo and the others landed in front of the mountain lord's hall, a leisurely voice came out: "Fatty, you are here." ”

When I got closer, the lame mountain lord was already standing inside the door, and his expression was not salty or indifferent, "Why are you standing outside?"

"Hehe, you can. "The lord of the ridge came in generously.

"Well, don't say it yet, let me guess. "The Ling Lord just wanted to open his mouth to introduce Tongye and Luo, but was unexpectedly stopped by the Mountain Lord, this old man wanted to guess.

"Well, I can't guess, so let's just say it. The mountain lord glanced at Luo a few times, and said with his forehead in his hands.

"Haha, Ji Luo, since the mountain lord can't guess it, then you can solve the mountain master's puzzles, don't let him sleep at night. When the mountain lord heard that the lame mountain lord couldn't guess it, he was immediately happy.

"Yes, the disciple obeys. Luo started to be serious, and he still had to be a little polite in front of these big guys, otherwise he would be said by others that the senior brother of the copper industry had no way to teach.

“...... Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, the disciple left in a hurry. Luo said everything that needed to be said, but he bypassed the black fairy crystal, and only said that he went there again, just to find the five-bone golden butterfly flower.

"In this way, this Gui Jue Gate has fallen into the hands of Li Fan, my sect gave Rust Ruyi to Jue Fengsheng three years ago, and was tragically attacked on the way back, and then also sent disciples to infiltrate Gui Jue Gate to control their every move.

Listening to the message from the disciples of the outside detectives, we do know that the Gui Jie Sect has changed masters, but according to him, the Gui Jie Sect Master is inherited by Chang Ding, who is an old man, although he is young, but his strength is extraordinary, and no one dares to disagree with the Gui Jiemen.

It turns out that all of this is the layout behind Li Fan!" The mountain lord's expression was agitated, and there seemed to be a trace of murderous aura overflowing between his eyebrows, which made everyone present tremble.

"Haha, it's called Ji Luo, thank you for providing such important news to the sect, come on, take 50,000 second-level shell awards to this little brother. The murderous aura on the mountain lord's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he stretched out his hand and patted Luo's shoulder happily.

50,000 second-level spirit shells?

The old man's mouth is no different from five pieces.

Luo almost staggered to his feet, and then his body burst out with desire for Lingbei, and he straightened up with a smile, so that the old man's hand fell to his shoulder.

It's very comfortable, if you take a few more shots, you can give tens of thousands of Lingbei more, Luo said secretly in his heart.

"Yes, yes, as a member of the sect, it is the honor of the disciple to be able to contribute to the sect. Luo smiled humbly......

With 50,000 pieces of spirit shells in his pocket, Luo felt that his spirit snail was heavy all of a sudden, and he had to walk sideways.

If it weren't for the fact that with the improvement of cultivation, the space of the spirit conch has more than doubled, it is estimated that it will not be able to be finished.

Five-bone Golden Butterfly Flower, can it be changed? It has been changed for two thousand second-level spirit shells, but two thousand spirit shells are counted as balls, and they still won't be changed.

After Luo said goodbye to the Ling Lord and the senior brother of Tongye, he went straight to the Zongmen Library of the Zongmen Sect.

The disciple's library pavilion is located at the foot of the Lingzhi Mountain and the Kaiyun Peak of Mian Cangling, and on the top of the Kaiyun Peak, there is a five-color hall hanging, which is the holy place of the entire sect, the Zhongling Hall, looking up from the bottom, only to see the water chestnut of the main hall, and a glow surrounding.

The Zhong Ling Hall is the residence of the head of the sect and the elders who study the Fa, I heard that the spiritual energy there can be condensed into water droplets, and there are thousands of halls decorated with spirit shells, jade pillars, and thousands of treasures, each of which is thrown outside the spirit ruin realm, which can attract bloody robbery.

Anyway, I haven't been there, everything is a legend.

Luo walked to the door of the Disciple's Library Pavilion and was told that he would have to pay one thousand second-level spirit shells for one day, and he would also have to mortgage three thousand spirit shells.

This...... It's a bit expensive. But it doesn't matter, Lao Tzu is rich.

Luo threw out 10,000 lingbei, twisted his ass and walked in, leaving only the disheveled senior brother of the gatekeeper.

The disciples next to him also looked straight in their eyes. One is that Luo's shot is too Huo Xuan, more than 10,000 second-level spirit shells, but the income of ordinary disciples in one or two years.

The second is that they all think that Luo is a fool, you can write down how much you can write down and how much you feel when you read the classics for nine days in a row, so it is better to read them for a day and come back after you have digested them.

Of course, they won't understand that Luo has a spirit like a little wolf tooth.

Approaching the bookshelf, what catches your eye is a stack of dark book covers, all of which are made of more than 100-year-old bark, soaked in medicinal wine, and then dried, which can be placed for 10,000 years without rotting.

The bark surfaces are covered with the titles of books branded with charcoal paint, of various sizes, shining with a hint of light.

"The Five Elements of the Great Road", "The Magic Flute of the Silver Ring", "Psychic Divine Will", ......

Luo slowly slid his fingertips over the book cover, paused at the Psychic Divine Will, and gently pulled it out.

Although the bark was dust-free, Luo could tell that the book had not been turned over for a long time, and the pages were glued together and had to be carefully separated.

"Psychic, rhyme and ......"

The first few words that came into his eyes, Luo felt obscure, remembering that when he was a child in the school, he was also a hegemonic talent, and he thought about making small guesses in class, as long as the old master picked it up and asked, then the answer was like a stream, and he was praised by tut, but here, he still looked confused.

The so-called spirit is attached to the soul of the practitioner with the spirit, and it is gradually blended together, refining to the third level, which can control the spirit to manipulate the soul, travel to the four domains, and possess other things......

In this way, once the spirit is refined to the third layer, it can become a divine soul, wander around, and can also be possessed into a small stone, and fly back after throwing it away.

Luo continued to turn the second page: the soul wandered, the body weakened, and gradually superimposed, and finally the body collapsed, becoming an eternal wandering soul......

This defect is not ordinarily big, no wonder no one continues to turn down, it turns out that this practice to become the third into the spirit of the spirit, the physical body will become weaker and weaker, and finally there is no way back.

I have to say that the person who created this exercise is very strange, probably trying to play himself to death.

It's not over yet: this exercise is especially afraid of gale when in a free state......

I couldn't read it, Luo closed the book at once, and couldn't understand why this kind of book was collected in the sect?

"Yo, isn't this thistle?" a slightly disgusted voice came from around the corner.

Luo turned his head and saw that it was Tian Geng of Lingzhi Mountain. He held a book in his hand, leaned against the shelf, and looked at Luo playfully.

"Hmm. Lowe continued to read his book.

Hmm? Luo Leng Dingding's words made Tian Geng's heart rise a nameless fire, what is this? You are going to soar? This cold attitude!

"Ji Luo, hehe, it's amazing to condense into a three-leaf fairy crystal, but let me tell you, in the battle of the flower platform of the sect, I will definitely make you cry all over the ground and cry for your father, but you will never be able to return to the mortal realm in this life, wait for death here." ”

Tian Geng walked over softly, stood beside Luo, and grinned mockingly.

This time, Lowe ignored him.

He is not qualified enough, as for the battle of the flower platform of the sect, if they meet, Luo Ding will not keep his hand, what cyan fairy crystal, his subordinates will see the real move.

"Hmph!" For Luo's ignorance, of course Tian Geng didn't dare to do anything in a sacred place like the Library Pavilion, so he could only kick his nose and face and walk away with no interest.