Chapter 78

Meng Xi shuttled between the bookshelves, looking for this, looking for that.

Qingyunjian is worthy of being a big sect, and the number of books in the collection is staggering. On the ground floor alone, there are 880,000 books, and there are 12 floors in the entire library.

She came this time to find the three books mentioned by Master.

Originally, she didn't need to come in person to find books, but the disciple in charge of the library went out a few days ago, and now there is only one elderly person in the library.

He was the previous steward of the Library Pavilion, and he only temporarily took over the steward of this term to take care of the library, and was not responsible for delivering books, so Meng Xi could only come over in person.

The first book she was looking for was "The Three Hundred Immortal Grasses", which recorded the effects of three hundred common fairy grasses; The second book is the Medicine King Sutra, which records common herbs and their effects; The second is the Poison Codex, which records more than 3,000 poison recipes.

Qing Lingzi is not only strong in mana, but also in medical skills, as her personal disciple, cultivation and pharmacology cannot be left behind.

These three books are just entry-level books, and they are not difficult to learn, the main thing is to memorize them.

Because the secret realm that opens every five years will be opened in March, when the time comes, Qingyunjian will send disciples to enter the secret realm to achieve the effect of training the disciples.

At this time, these three books are studied in preparation for the experience.

Meng Xi's cultivation is not high, and she is covered by Qingling in Qingyun Stream, and no one dares to do anything to her, but it is different when she enters the secret realm.

If she learns the three books, a simple poison can be used as the first talisman, and medical skills can ensure that she can deal with her injuries on her own.

As for the fairy grass, Meng Xi really didn't understand why he wanted to learn it. After all, this is just ordinary fairy grass, which can be seen everywhere. But since it was ordered by the master, she just did it.

Suddenly, a man's voice and low wheezing sounded near the bookshelves deep in the room.

When Meng Xi heard this, his good-looking brows furrowed tightly.

Coming down from the ladder, Meng Xi walked to the depths of the book house with the "Three Hundred Immortal Grass Records" and "Medicine King Sutra" that he had found in his arms.

The ambiguous voice became more and more obvious, but Meng Xi's brows slowly loosened, and the corners of his lips even hooked up a shallow smile, but his eyes were already shining with a little water.

Behind the last row of bookshelves, a man and a woman were kissing, the woman was half-dressed, revealing delicate fragrant shoulders, and her snow-white lotus arms were clinging to the man's neck.

The man's hand wrapped around her waist and pressed her whole body against herself, and she turned her back to Meng Xi so that Meng Xi couldn't see his expression.

The woman was emotional, and suddenly saw a person standing there looking at her, and when her eyes met, she suddenly panicked.

So she hurriedly pushed the man away, covered her face and ran out.

Looking at her messy hair, with a hint of charm in her eyes, Meng Xi stood in a daze, and she didn't know the pain when she was hit by a woman.

The man also felt something, and slowly turned around, it was Lu Yanzhi, his eyebrows and eyes, she remembered it so clearly, it turned out that her heart hurt to the extreme, and she really didn't know how to hurt.

Compared with the woman, he was neatly dressed, his hair was not messy at all, and there were faint wrinkles on his snow-white robe, which was probably left by friction.

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

The ambiguous smell of the air had not yet dissipated, Lu Yanzhi patted his robe casually, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he hooked his lips and smiled: "Senior sister is so interested." His tone was as casual as saying, "It's a nice day."