Tang Yuan jumped to Mu Zisu's side like a little monkey, and said to Mu Zisu, who was tall on his side, "Master Liu is too old," he pointed to his head, "It's a little stupid, you just get used to it." ”

The sick-looking girl Lin Dongqing put Tang Yuan aside and said coldly, "Are you familiar with them?" Say anything. No matter how stupid the boss is, can you be stupid? ”

Tang Yuan flattened his mouth and said sullenly: "My mouth is so annoying, slightly!" ”

Lin Dongqing hated iron and stared at Gu Xiuyuan's handsome back and said: "It's all made people ride on his neck, he is still so tepid, it really makes people angry to watch." Tangyuan, at this juncture, why are you still as happy as a fool, do you know that the head of the family is about to abdicate and is choosing an heir. ”

"Yes, what's wrong."

Lin Dongqing's godless eyes drooped, "Once Qingwei is on the throne, do you think there is still a way for us to live?" ”

Tang Yuan blinked blankly, and then burst into a big smile. "But I believe in Senior Brother!"

Lin Dongqing sneered: "Heh, I hope you will never be disappointed in him." ”

Who became the head of the house, or who was expelled, Mu Zisu was indifferent, and now what made her more concerned was where the secret book for cultivating immortals was.

She looked at Gu Xiuyuan who brought a bowl of white porridge, and couldn't help but feel that he was very pitiful, he worked hard for the Immortal Palace, but as a disciple of the head of the house, he didn't even know about the secret book, and he was told by a little junior brother, seeing that the head of the house didn't want to hand over the Immortal Palace to him at all.

Mu Zisu secretly observed for a few days, and those who went up the mountain for the secret book mentioned the secret book to Liu Changsheng many times, but he either pretended to be deaf and dumb, or began to talk nonsense, so many people couldn't bear it anymore and left the Immortal Palace.

It's also weird that he recruits people in the name of cheats and doesn't release them.

The next night, Mu Zisu quietly entered Liu Changsheng's house to search, but Mao didn't find it, only found that Liu Changsheng had a quirk, and when he slept, he had to hold a one-foot-tall scarecrow, and the scarecrow still had a nose and eyes painted on it. Mu Zisu carefully took the scarecrow out of his arms, and looked at the dry straw, and there was nothing strange about it.

Liu Changsheng's room was very simple, just some ordinary wooden furniture, Mu Zisu turned it over, but he didn't find a reason, not even a mezzanine in the wall, and there were no mechanisms.

Mu Zisu turned the Immortal Palace upside down, but he still didn't find anything, including things like the secret pavilion tunnel. After that, she set her sights on the Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion is located in the ruins of the apse, and inside are many ancient books brought by Tianxiangjun from the Daomen. When Mu Zisu came, he found that there were already many people who were also looking for cheats and were flipping through them one by one. Several people looked at each other meaningfully and smiled, and then each looked for their own, and no one planned to share their experience of finding books. And Mu Zisu took a look at it, there were thousands of bamboo slips and books here, if not 10,000.

No way, just look for it.

For a few days in a row, Mu Zisu didn't close her eyes much, and in order to treat Xiao Xian, she also worked hard. But these books are either alchemy talismans, or the way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, full of great truths, and nothing about cultivating immortals is mentioned.

Mu Zisu said with a dark circle in his heart, the Daomen deserves to be destroyed, what is quiet and inactive, the unity of heaven and man, the goodness is like water, and he has to write it up when he dreams of a butterfly, and the co-author is a group of idlers who don't do serious things and daydream all day long. In the current world of the Xiuzhen Supreme, no one will study it at all.

The next day, she sat on the threshold of the apse of the Eternal Life Palace again, clicked the melon seeds, her fingertips urged the vitality, and a firelight instantly rolled up the skin of the melon seeds and devoured them.

Her eyes reflected the firelight, and she suddenly thought that Tianxiangjun's feather ascension back then was real or false. The only place that can be verified is the image of ascension, and how he achieved it.

Mu Zisu decided to go to the bottom of the mountain to inquire.