Stepping onto the seven hundred and first floor of the Wentian Pavilion, Elder Ming Zong finally slowed down and began to rummage through the classics on the shelves.

While rummaging, he stomped his feet lightly and asked the Heavenly Pavilion that there were rules, and once he entered, he must not use the exercises. This rule was retained when the Wentian Pavilion was built, and even the sect masters of the past dynasties had to abide by it.

No, it all depends on the strength of his body to climb so high, even if Elder Ming Zong cultivates to a high level, he can't bear it with his age, and now his legs are sore and numb, and it is very uncomfortable.

In order to facilitate the search for entering the Wentian Pavilion, the books in the pavilion are classified, and the bookshelf tray where each book is placed is engraved with a simple introduction. Elder Ming Zong looked through the books and didn't find what he was looking for, so he walked up the stairs and continued up.

Fangcao Pavilion, Zheng Qiu, Grandpa and Yun You had dinner together, of course, Grandpa and Yun You ate normal rice, and Zheng Qiu still ate herbs.

After eating so much amagusa, he has gradually become accustomed to the bitter taste of herbs, but the herbs are placed on the same table as rice, meat, and vegetables, and people still can't get off the chopsticks.

Zheng Qiu picked up the herbs in the bowl, staring at the food on the table, and the old elder with his neck stretched out. Seeing him like this, Grandpa hurriedly put some vegetables in the rice bowl, and then brought all the plates on the table into the kitchen.

Yun You shrugged and sighed: "Zheng Qiu, it's not that I won't give you food." You have to learn the exercises, and now you have to get through this. After saying that, she took the rice bowl in her arms and moved her wheelchair to hide in the room to eat.

Zheng Qiu was depressed in his heart, blaming himself for not being able to withstand the temptation, and finally had time to eat together, so he was disturbed by himself. He picked up a chopstick full of herbs and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them vigorously, and sprinkled all his breath on them.

The next day, Zheng Qiu came to Fangcao Lou as usual, he shouted left and right, but he never heard the master answer.

Hey, where has the master gone? He climbed the Qianyun ladder and searched for it layer by layer, from top to bottom, but he didn't see the shadow of the master. It's strange, the master didn't say that he wouldn't have classes today, could it be that there is something temporary.

Zheng Qiu didn't dare to go, he was afraid that his front foot would leave, and the back foot master would come, so he sat on the steps in front of the gate of Fangcao Building, and took out his chopsticks to practice folding his fingers.

The sun gradually leaned towards the middle of the sky, and when Zheng Qiu wanted to leave the steps and enter the building to avoid the sun, there was a sound of light flying in the sky. He looked up and saw a blue streamer, not a master.

The strange thing is that this streamer turned a corner and flew directly towards Fangcao Tower, not passing by.

Wow, the streamer fell to the gate, and before Zheng Qiu could see who Guanghuali was, he felt the hair in his ears being blown, and then a wave of qi hit his face. Zheng Qiu had already eaten such a sudden wave of qi more than once, and he hurriedly fell to the ground and rolled behind the door panel as fast as he could.

With a bang, the air wave crashed into the air, rushed directly into the hall, and smashed the tea house inside against the wall. Seeing the tables and chairs smashed into pieces of wood, Zheng Qiu stuck out his tongue, and he didn't have to guess to know that the one who shot it must have been the girl who threw him the cloud rune.

What's that girl's name? It seems that the master calls her Zilin.

Zheng Qiu was still recalling, and he noticed that his back collar was grabbed, and then a huge force came, directly dragging him out from behind the door panel.

"Come out! What are you hiding!" Mingkong Zilin dragged Zheng Qiu to the middle of the hall like a mop doll, "I didn't expect you to really come here, what about Old Man Mingzong?"

"Uh...... Forehead ......"

"What's the matter, talking about people!" Mingkong Zilin shook Zheng Qiu, and found that he was rolling his eyes and his hand kept scratching at his neck.

When she took a closer look, it turned out that she was pulling her collar and was about to strangle people. Mingkong Zilin was startled and quickly let go of her hand.

Plopped, Zheng Qiu collapsed on the ground like a salted fish, snorting and panting with his mouth open.

Mingkong Zilin raised her foot and kicked Zheng Qiu with the tip of her shoe: "Hey, hey, don't scare people!

Whew, whew, Zheng Qiu finally inhaled the fresh air, gasped dozens of times in a row, and his flushed face finally returned to normal. He sat up slowly, looked up at the person standing, and sure enough, it was the girl.

"What about the old man Mingzong? It can't be that he can't compare to you in medicine, and he ran away by himself, right?"

Zheng Qiu sat on the ground and kept shrinking back, stammering and replying: "Master, master is not here, I, I don't know, I know where he went." ”

Only then did Mingkong Zilin see the blue clouds embroidered on Zheng Qiu's clothes: "Old man Mingzong actually accepted you as an apprentice!" ”

Then she giggled: "Hahaha, the old man is so stupid, and he is so stupid to accept an apprentice, and he has no cultivation at all." Hahaha, the master is stupid, stupid. ”

"You, you can't say that master, master......"

Mingkong Zilin suddenly suppressed her smile and crossed her waist to approach Zheng Qiu: "What can't you do?" Do you have an opinion?"

Zheng Qiu's body was just about to stand up, snapped, and sat on the ground again, he shrunk his head: "No, no, no opinion." ”

"Hmph, you don't have any amounts. ”

Mingkong Zilin looked around in Fangcao Building, turned around and walked outside the building: "Wait for the old man Mingzong to come back and tell him that Senior Sister Mingkong Zilin has come to look for him." ”

"Senior sister?"

"Stinky boy, don't you want to call me senior sister?" Mingkong Zilin turned around, looking like she wanted to go to the building again.

Zheng Qiu hurriedly waved his hand: "Think, think, Senior Sister, Senior Sister Mingkong Zilin!"

"That's right, follow your stupid master. ”

Zheng Qiu hid behind the door panel, and secretly poked his head out to look at the sky outside the building, and the faint blue streamer streaked into the distance and disappeared between the mountains. Whew, he let out a long breath, and finally left, this Mingkong Zilin is really terrible, and her little life was almost in her hands just now.

Looking back at the hall, Zheng Qiu frowned. The table and chairs were littered with fragments, and the teapot and water cup were broken, and the master would have lost his temper when he came back and saw this. Thinking of this, Zheng Qiu found a cloth bag, squatted on the ground to clean up the debris, and cleaned the hall.

Inside the Heavenly Pavilion, Elder Ming Zong was still looking for the information he wanted, and he had already climbed to the eighth hundred and ninety-third floor, a floor that he had never reached before.

Since he ascended to the 850th floor, he has noticed that the style of the floor has changed, and it is no longer the arrangement of four large bookshelves, but individual wooden shelves. The wooden shelves were not only filled with books, but also stone tablets with inscriptions, animal skins with patterns, and even broken ribbons.

The floor and wooden shelves were covered with a thick layer of ash, and the smell of decay floated in the air, giving it an eerie feel.

Elder Ming Zong raised the lampstand, checking one thing at a time, and every time he looked at one piece, he had to take out a piece of white jade from his arms and gently knock it on the wooden frame.

After wandering around for a long time, Elder Ming Zong still didn't find what he was looking for, but he also opened his eyes, there are many materials from a hundred years ago and a thousand years ago, and he benefited a lot just by reading it.

There is none here, so you can only go up further.

Elder Mingzong's gaze moved to the stairs, and then up, I don't know if the sect master will object, no matter what, go up and have a look first.