Shangguan Xiaoyao stroked the ancient book lying quietly on the green platform, and didn't know whether to open it for a while.

"Now that one book has made me age so much, if I had another one, would I just be in the twilight?"

Looking at this book with complicated eyes, Shangguan Xiaoyao began to wonder if he would die in the world if he learned all of Xia Hua Dongzhuo.

"Damn, if I don't read it, how can I fight against the Cliffless Martial Saint!" Shangguan Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and vigorously lifted the book cover.

The breath of time poured out in the whole book, and Shangguan Xiaoyao felt that the light and dust under his feet began to change rapidly, and the churning room seemed to be the appearance of spiritual energy surging towards this quaint green platform.

"The Scroll of Winter's Burning?"

Shangguan Yaoyao's gaze was unconsciously attracted by the mystical secret method in the book and locked it firmly. Completely unable to care about the surrounding state, the light dust did not rush to Qingtai, but went straight to Shangguan Xiaoyao's body, hovering, rising, and then merging into the tall and standing body.

The Taoist characters in the book are not only seen by Shangguan Xiaoyao, but the calligraphy and paintings he has scanned all float from the picture, slowly turning into silk threads and burrowing into the forehead, and each blank piece of paper will detach from the book on its own, and dissipate in the air where Shangguan Xiaoyao cannot see.

"This book allows me to feel something, that is, the things I am missing!" Shangguan Xiaoyao flipped halfway, his consciousness suddenly returned, and he couldn't help shouting, his hands clenched until his knuckles turned white. "Next ......"

Shangguan Xiaoyao seemed to have entered a demonic barrier, and once again entered the world in the book in a blur, and the Dao method and the cultivation method of the divine realm were firmly engraved into his heart, and after thousands of tempers, it became an imprint in his body, and became an instinct that he could not forget, just like eating and drinking water.

"I'm done. Finally regaining consciousness, Shangguan looked at the Winter Burning Scroll with only the book cover left and the pages all gone.

This empty place once again returned to darkness, and even the books and bamboo slips on the shelves had already opened on their own, and the contents of them entered Shangguan Xiaoyao's mind together.

"It's time to go. Although this empty place of book storage has fallen into darkness again, it can no longer affect Shangguan Xiaoyao's vision, his expression remains unchanged, his face is full of indifference, and he leaves the forest of bookcases erected high step by step.

With a wrinkled hand holding on to the handrail, Shangguan walked slowly to the next floor again.

As soon as he walked around the corner, Shangguan Xiaoyao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, his slightly cloudy eyes were full of vicissitudes, his fingers trembled and let go, and a few of them were steaming hot, slowly dissipating in the air from his hands.

Shangguan Xiaoyao walked down the stairs, this floor was no longer the dark environment, and even compared to the first floor, it seemed a little more prosaic, Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't even see the bookcase behind him that would have been pushing him forward.

"What's going on, could it be that there is no experience on this floor?" Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the bland corridor in confusion, he had just finished walking around, except for the creaking sound of the door closing after going down the stairs, Shangguan Xiaoyao had never seen anything that made him feel that he was moving. "Could it be that this layer is stagnant?"

Picking up a scroll casually, Shangguan Xiaoyao read every word on it, this is just a bland record of the allusions of the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect, and after tens of millions of years, this allusion has completely lost its reference value. Shangguan Xiaoyao can recognize every word on it, and he can barely understand it even as a word.

But the meaning of a sentence depends entirely on the connection between the words before and after, and the meaning of the previous sentence and the connection of the next sentence in the whole paragraph are completely forcibly combined, and even the next paragraph is like a complete rejection of the deeds of the previous paragraph, and the whole story is full of bloody in the eyes.

Shangguan couldn't help but enter the realm, his eyes involuntarily stared at the blood between the lines and savored it, and the figure standing there alone seemed to be an old butcher covered in blood, who was carefully tasting the blood splashed out after the slaughter of his juniors, trying to mention something.

At this time, there was a cry from the depths of his soul, and every bone of Shangguan Xiaoyao shook violently, and it took him a while to wake up from the deep depression.

"Damn, there is a ban in this book!" At this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao realized that his face was already covered with cold sweat, and his back was drenched and he looked at the yellowed ancient book in front of him. "If it weren't for the Ghost Cry Baby who woke me up, I'm afraid I would have been completely addicted to it. ”

Carefully putting the book back on the bookcase, moving his feet again, Shangguan Yao scrutinized every detail, at least he was now sure that there was still a danger in this level that he would not be able to settle down.

"Wait a minute, so where did Xia Hua Dongzhuo go next?" Suddenly waking up from the search, Shangguan Xiaoyao discovered that he had not woken up until now. "Why isn't there any hint at all on this floor?!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao took out the Vast Lily Scroll that he had obtained at the beginning, this time the Vast Lily Scroll did not appear abnormal at all, and Shangguan Xiaoyao tried to activate it by all means, but there was no reaction on this quaint bamboo piece.

"Oh my God, do you want me to find the next volume from this vast number of books?" Shangguan Xiaoyao finally gave up on the Vast Lily Scroll, and raised his eyes to look at the bookcases that filled the corridors on both sides, and the books that were stuffed into every compartment on the bookcase. "Shouldn't all of these books have illusions?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao looked extremely careful and pulled out a new book, and as soon as he saw it, he felt that something was wrong, but this illusion from the divine realm was definitely not something Shangguan Xiaoyao could contend with, and before he could mention his defensive ability, he had already begun to deduce the illusion ability in his heart.

This time it was still the ghost crying baby, Shangguan Xiaoyao was just about to indulge in it, and the cry of the ghost crying baby made him sober up.

"Hell, do I really want to carry these books one by one?" After the third book, Shangguan Xiaoyao had clearly felt a tingling pain in his mind, and he broke free after falling into the illusion in a row, making his mental power almost exhausted.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao did not stop there, and immediately after putting down this one, he pulled out the next one, and fell into it intently again.

In this way, Shangguan Xiaoyao fell into it again and again, and was quickly awakened by the ghost crying baby, and forcibly endured the stinging pain of his spirit and flipped through the tightly arranged books on the bookcase.

I don't know if it is the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Divine Sect's luck guidance, or the heavens have their own fixed number, when Shangguan Yao turned to the first book on the fourth bookcase, the spirit and eyes that had been destroyed for a long time were suddenly shocked, and he instantly came to his senses.

"This is it!"

Xia Hua Dong burns and does not move the water lily roll

......

"What kind of place is this? Why such a strong gale?" The long hair fluttered willows, and Yin Zhiyao slowly got up from the sloping ground, and the nameless guzheng sensed that Yin Zhiyao had lost consciousness, and the ignorant machine spirit unfurled the barrier on its own, sheltering her firmly from the dust and wind.

With the chaotic noise of the zither strings, Yin Zhiyao propped up her upper body, and the guzheng also slipped off her body.

"This is the long river of time, what's going on!" Yin Zhiyao's consciousness and eyes finally came to her senses, and she couldn't help but be frightened when she looked at the knife cutting wind around her. "Where did the others go?"

The place where Yin Zhiyao was standing at this time was on a smooth ground, and when she looked up, it was revealing a rounded white arc, as if it was the shell of a huge building.

The ground under her feet was extremely unstable, and Yin Zhiyao carried full Yuan Force, and her feet were firmly buckled on the ground: "The ground here is also extremely strong, and the current Yuan Force should be a little dented even on Tianyin Pavilion." ”

Yin Zhiyao was extremely sure at this time that she was not on the mainland, and perhaps she was not in the world where she grew up.

"Impossible, Feng Lao's teleportation shouldn't be a problem, so why did I arrive in such a lonely place?" The sound of the guzheng in his hand changed from small to loud to the limit, but the sound that came out was never heard again, so Yin Zhiyao already knew the vastness of this place.

The Yuan Force under Yin Zhiyao's feet gradually entered its peak state, assisting her to start climbing to a high place, this kind of place that could not be judged and comforted made her dare not fly off the ground easily, for fear that the wind blade of the hunt would sweep her whole person out of the air.

"This is ......" Yin Zhiyao's climb was difficult, but she still succeeded in ascending step by step, and finally found a window on the high place.

For the sake of prudence, Yin Zhiyao did not break it in, but emitted a trace of consciousness to infiltrate into it, carefully probing the internal situation.

"Here's ...... Is there a sound of fighting?" Yin Zhiyao had just infiltrated her consciousness and probed the bookcases standing on the ground, but suddenly noticed the faint sound of fighting and the fluctuation of Yuan Li. "It's Wei Shuangjue and Yu Jiujie! What danger has the two of them encountered!"

Knowing that there were companions trapped inside, Yin Zhiyao immediately stirred up full Yuan Force and played an unbearable sharp sound wave towards the seemingly thin transparent glass window in front of her.

"Come in!" the glass window shattered, and Yin Zhiyao plunged directly into the dark and silent darkness on the surface. "This distinct Yuan Force fluctuation is indeed the two of them, I need to do it as soon as possible!"

The silence disguised on the surface could not affect Yin Zhiyao, who was very sensitive to sound, she directly raised her kite as a shield and rushed straight towards the endless darkness in front of her. The sound of footsteps was erased by her own ability, and the shaking that was coming from the strings of the zither in front of her transmitted back to her mind a clear topographic map in the darkness, and even the outline of the enemy became clear as she kept moving under her feet.

"Xue Shiqing?!"