readx;? Chapter 1008 White Hair Three Thousand Feet (Six Watches)

When Zifeng stood up, his eyes closed. Pen~Fun~Ge www.biquge.info If someone enters the sea of Zifeng at this moment, they will definitely be surprised and want to shout. I saw that the sky above the sea of consciousness, with the heart of the spirit clan as the middle, the spiritual veins, like coiled roots, slowly extended towards the surroundings......

The heart of the Spirit Clan was bright, and the branches and leaves were covered with a layer of fluorescent light at some point, and this was the manifestation of Zifeng's calculation of the Derivative Way to the extreme. For eight whole days, thousands of books, I want to sort out all the information in it, which tests not only the spiritual power, but also the amazing insight, step by step to get a glimpse of the essence of things.

Take the essence and remove the dross, eliminate the redundant subjective judgments, and keep only the most objective narrative in each of these books...... Perhaps this will be the only time Zifeng has been able to get so close to what happened 10,000 years ago. Once this opportunity is wasted, all Zifeng's judgments will be based on his own speculation or the narration of others.

And this is undoubtedly a scene that Zifeng never wants to see, being led by the nose, there will only be one result, or you can tell the truth of what the other party says in a very short time. But even so, the time spent in it is not what Zifeng wants to see.

What he wants is his own judgment, his own framework. Once formed, every subsequent exploration and understanding is just to slowly fill in this framework, so that it can restore the original appearance of things as much as possible, so that everything you do next is justified, at least there is no need to follow the rumors and look around at a loss.

Xiaoguang in the sea looked at the heart of the spirit clan with distress, and looked at the spiritual veins that were ignited in turn in the sky, and his eyes were rigorous.

And Xiaobai also seemed to smell the solemn breath in the air, and stood quietly beside Zifeng, looking up at his round brain, with a complicated look in his tiger eyes. It seems that as long as Zifeng opens his eyes, the news of the dragon clan and the four major beasts will all come out of Zifeng's mouth.

No, this stop is a whole day!

The two of them in the dark also waited nervously for a day......

When the last afterglow of dusk was about to dissipate from heaven and earth, Zifeng's originally jet-black hair turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his white hair was three thousand zhang, a boy who was only seventeen years old......

Those who want to peep into the heavens will be destroyed!

This time, it was another long night......

Xiaoguang stood up nervously, including Xiaolan also stopped in a panic. Xiao Bai grabbed the ground anxiously, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound, and his eyes were already full of tears.

Finally, when a strand of pale hair on his forehead sighed, Zifeng's frowning brows slowly relaxed, and at the same time, the entire crisscrossing veins over the sea of consciousness also lit up.

"What, what are you all looking at me for?" The moment he opened his eyes, Xiaobai jumped directly onto Zifeng's shoulders and hugged Zifeng's neck tightly, like a wronged child.

A wind gently raised, and the white hair on his head fluttered in the wind, this scene made Zifeng startled, but in a blink of an eye, he understood the reason why Xiaobai and Xiaoguang were abnormal, and smiled, "Wow, when did this hair turn white, well, not bad, not bad......"

After a brief investigation of the body mechanism, I found that there seemed to be no change, except for the graying of the hair. In fact, where did Zifeng know, in that just a moment, the vitality of the fourth layer and the fifth layer that was originally sealed in the Dinghai Pearl was all consumed, all thanks to the vast sea power in Zifeng's body, otherwise, with this bit of vitality in Zifeng's body, I am afraid that he would die thousands of times.

Hearing Zifeng's joke, Xiaolan in the sea immediately couldn't cry, and tears rained down.

Xiaobai is still the same coward, holding Zifeng and not letting go. However, after Xiaoguang probed back and forth, his tone became relaxed, and he scolded with a smile, "In the future, you will remember for me, and if you dare to do something that hurts the heart of the Spirit Clan with this feeling, be careful that I will fight with you." The meaning of concern in the words came spontaneously. Although Xiaoguang only said that he cared about the state of the spirit clan's heart, in the final analysis, he was still worried about Zifeng.

Waving his hand, Zifeng looked indifferent, "Okay, it's time to go back now." ”

For him, no matter what this appearance is, it doesn't affect his affairs at all. As Zifeng has always insisted on, he lives for the people around him, not himself, so that's enough. It's just that if you are bumped into by your relatives in the future, I'm afraid I can't stop being sad again, maybe Zifeng is just worried about this.

With a wave of his hand, he put all the books scattered on the ground back to their original places, and bowed in the southeast direction, "The disciple has finished checking it, and I also ask the senior uncle to return the Yintian Stone to the disciple, and Zifeng can leave." ”

However, in the dark room, when they saw Zifeng's actions, the two hurriedly stood up and flashed aside in fear, not daring to accept Zifeng's worship.

But he said that Zifeng saw that there was no response, and spoke up again. Just when he was calculating everything to the extreme, he accidentally peeped into a pair of peeping eyes in the southeast direction, so he asked this question.

At the main entrance of the library pavilion, as soon as Zifeng walked here, there was a burst of mental fluctuations behind him, but this time, the two old men behind him collected all the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge, and no longer leaked a single bit, feeling the same as an old man in the market, without the demeanor of a strong man.

"Here, this is your Yintian Stone, you must take care of it, you know?"

Zifeng couldn't help but be stunned, how much time has only passed, has his attitude become like this?

However, this was just the beginning, and the black-faced old man on the side pulled the gray and white robe behind him, took out a wooden box, and solemnly handed it to Zifeng, "There's nothing for you, this is a meeting gift, haha......" After speaking, he laughed over there.

Zifeng looked suspicious, half pushed and half received the wooden box in his hand, and when he was about to open it, he was stopped by the two of them, "Don't wait until the crisis to open this, you must be at the crisis moment!"

I could only receive the talisman bag in disbelief, and after a few simple words, Zifeng turned away and left......

But at the moment when Zifeng just disappeared from sight, there was a sound of 'plopping' behind him, but seeing that the two uncles and ancestors in Zifeng's mouth actually knelt on the ground together, and bowed three times and nine times in the direction of Zifeng's departure, shouting a title that had disappeared for a long time: Sect Master.