It's just that in the effort of looking at the environment, the incense in Xin Lin's hand, which was thinner than the little finger, burned one-third.

"Old thing, this is clearly making things difficult for me."

Xin Lin pouted.

However, did the old eunuch really think that this would stump her?

Xin Lin sneered.

What if there are no candles and lanterns, she is a person with the spirit of Fuxi.

Fuxi's qi condensed in the bottom of his eyes, and the dim Lingwu Kuden became brighter, and Xin Lin could see the books and animal skin scrolls up and down the bookshelf clearly.

Xin Lin's gaze fell on the nearest row of shelves.

"Human-level intermediate-level exercises, gossip legs."

"Human-level lower-level exercises, Tianluo stick method."

"Human-level intermediate level exercises, scorpion king whip."

These so-called human-level exercises, Xin Lin swept them away, and she didn't have the slightest interest, with the ghost and god fist to accompany her, the general usage was not worth it at all.

After entering the Spirit Arsenal, the tsundere corpse didn't even let go of a fart.

Obviously, these so-called exercises are not what the ghost is looking for at all.

Xin Lin was suddenly excited, and his eyes turned to the stacked animal skin rolls.

"Nine-Stream Spirit Levitation."

"Nine-Stream Spirit Technique Fireball Technique."

"Eighth-rate Spiritual Wood Healing Helmet ......"

Xin Lin glanced at it and found that the animal skin scrolls were all recorded in some spiritual arts.

The exercises are books, and the spiritual arts are animal skin scrolls, which are probably the composition of the spiritual arsenal.

The tsundere corpse still didn't react at all.

"This guy doesn't even know what he's looking for, right?"

Xin Lin looked at the incense in his hand, and there were only one-thirds left.

If it goes on like this, the opportunity to make this trip to the Spirit Arsenal will be wasted.

Xin Lin thought for a moment, and his gaze fell on the eighth-rate spiritual art wood healing helmet.

This is also the only eighth-rate spirit technique in the first layer of the spirit arsenal, and the short man is taller, so it's always right to choose the highest one.

Xin Lin wanted to take the animal skin scroll.

The animal skin scrolls of the Spirit Arsenal can be borrowed for a month to three days, and Captain Yang has already reminded Xin Lin of this.

When Xin Lin took down the animal skin scroll, he couldn't help but take a look at it, and at this glance, Xin Lin's brows furrowed.

Under the influence of Fuxi's qi, she could also see the handwriting in the animal skin scroll in her hand clearly.

"Five Spirits?"

Xin Lin saw clearly the content recorded in the "Helmet of Wood Therapy", which was exactly the same as the five spirit guides she had obtained from Xin Zhuo from Xiao Xinzhuo earlier.

Xin Lin took a few more animal skin rolls and looked at them, without exception, all of them were "different from the outside." ”

"These spells have been replaced."

Xin Lin frowned.

Such a large-scale transfer was obviously not done by the old eunuch, and he didn't have the guts.

The person who transferred the contract didn't want Xin Lin to cultivate any powerful spiritual arts.

Looking at the entire palace, the only ones who have this ability and want to frame Xin Lin are the mother and son of Queen Feng.

"What a bewitching and cheap phoenix, I was almost cheated."

If it weren't for Xin Lin's possession of Fuxi's qi and the fact that she could see the contents of the beast skin scroll, this trip to the Spirit Arsenal would have been a waste for her.

Xin Lin threw the hide roll back.

The incense in his hand was less than one-tenths left.

There is not much time left for her.

"It's getting dark, hurry up, when the time comes, get out of here."

The old eunuch's impatient voice came.

It was too late to pick the right one from the chaotic scrolls and books.

"The one at your feet."

Just when the incense in Xin Lin's hand was about to burn out, the voice of the "tsundere corpse" was belated.