"That Elder Yun is really full of bad water!" Feng Ran casually flipped through the mysteries in his hand, and then said to himself.

"Don't let you leave, don't let you come into contact with people you know, you don't have food or drink, just these countless classics are accompanied, even if you are a cultivator, ordinary people will go crazy, right?"

Closing the book of mysteries in his hand that he had finished reading again, Feng Ran sighed, and then he chuckled again: "Heh, it's a pity that you met me." ”

Yun Xianhe is indeed a good calculation, he saw that Feng Ran wanted to quickly obtain the spiritual trick of the exercises with his strong comprehension, and deliberately agreed to Feng Ran's conditions but set such a limit, probably just to watch Feng Ran only persist for two or three days because the nutrition in his body could not keep up with the exhaustion, or no one communicated boring and bored.

It's a pity that Yun Xianhe didn't calculate, what he met was Feng Ran, who had not spoken in the past sixteen years, only maintained the most basic food intake, and relied on the physical instinct of the Xuan Jue in his previous life, and spent sixteen years.

I have to say, a hundred secrets are sparse.

Bang!

A white mang was thrown out, and the third layer of a bookshelf ten zhang away was violently shaken, and then several Xuanjue scrolls were shaken down, while the others were not affected at all, and the white Xuanmang instantly rolled up the scroll, leaving a firefly-like Xuanli light point on the vacant position on the bookshelf.

Feng Ran put away the scroll he had finished reading, and pressed it casually, leaving a point of light on it, and then the scroll slowly floated up, drifting towards a bookshelf in the distance, and there was a point of light that was flickering slightly, as if echoing it from afar.

This is also what Feng Ran thought of when he saw a certain mystery trick before, the exercise called "Life Mystery Technique" is abnormally weak, and the effect is to leave a trace of Xuan power somewhere on the other side, and then when attacking, it can be guided by Xuan power, making it difficult for people to dodge.

However, they can all leave traces of mystic power on each other's body, what else do they need to guide them!

This kind of extremely useless mysteries were changed by Feng Ran at will, so that it could guide the object to automatically float to the position of the origin of the Xuan Li, without putting it back in one book, Feng Ran finally got rid of the situation of a bunch of mysteries around him who had finished reading.

"I don't know where I'm going, I'm going to run away, will I not find my way back? I still want to sleep once in a while. ”

A 'thousand-year-old demon' who couldn't sleep on his own muttered like a child.

At the same time, the Tibetan Peak, the entrance to the main hall.

"Whew! It's finally here!"

With a body injury, Mo Bai, who was holding his body, finally rushed to the Zangjue Peak.

He walked into the main hall of Tibetan Jue Peak, and only one or two disciples on duty were still in the main hall.

Mo Bai looked around, as if he was looking for someone, but in the end he didn't find the person he wanted to see, and he lowered his head with some sighs.

"Perhaps, she won't be here today. Mo Bai muttered to himself with some disappointment.

"Well, I'm a disciple who came here during the day to advance contributions. Walking to the contribution window of the main hall, Mo Bai and the disciples on duty said.

The disciple on duty casually glanced up at him, confirmed his token, and nodded.

Mo Bai breathed a sigh of relief, let's go to the Eastern District tonight to see some basic mysteries.

In the Heavenly Heavens, in the Tibetan Secret Peak, the lowest contribution of the Xuanjue above the Lingxuan is 1,000, and with Mo Bai's current value, he can only go to the low-level Xuanjue to have a casual look.

"Huh, Senior Brother Mo Bai?"

An unexpected crisp voice sounded, Mo Bai's eyes widened, and he turned around in astonishment and joy.

A slender and slender woman was standing behind Mo Bai, looking at Mo Bai in surprise with a token.

"Ye'er, you are! It's so late, you, you're still..."

The woman known as Ye'er pursed her lips and smiled: "Senior brother, it's so late, do you still come to Zangjue Peak to read?"

"Ah, the night is quiet, are you the same Ye'er?" Mo Bai touched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Me, I'm about to reach the peak of the Xuan Technique, and the elder suggested that I choose a few suitable Xuan Techniques. Ye Er smiled and said, "Senior brother, what's wrong with your face?"

"Oh, this, nothing, in that case, then you go, I won't bother you. Mo Bai's somewhat flustered smile was a little stiff, and he said reluctantly.

"Well, senior brother, then I'll go in first. Liu Ye'er replied.

Looking at the back of her walking in, Mo Bai was speechless for a long time, and finally he smiled bitterly, is he at the peak of Bingxuan soon?

Thinking that he only had the strength of Bingxuan Liupin, Mo Bai was extremely low, and in the end, he could only watch her go farther and farther away, until he could no longer see her?

Liu Ye'er met Mo Bai two years ago, at that time Mo Bai had already entered the sect for a year, and when the disciples entered the sect in the new year, Mo Bai had introduced a lot of things to Liu Ye'er.

After going back and forth, the two got acquainted, which is why now that the cultivation has surpassed Mo Bai, Liu Ye'er still calls Senior Brother Mo Bai.

But Mo Bai knew in his heart that he couldn't afford to be called it.

Senior Sister Ye'er's talent far surpasses herself, and it will be even more obvious when her realm is higher in the future, right?

One day, I will lose my qualification to appear in front of her like this, right?

Although she still wants to be as lively and cute and approachable as before, but what about herself?

Mo Bai pressed his forehead in pain, watching the person he admired gradually become strangers to him, this feeling....

In the end, Mo Bai could only walk weakly into the Eastern District, which was diametrically opposite to the direction Liu Ye'er went, unlike those high-level and powerful mystical techniques, what was placed here was only some basic mysteries and some anecdotes.

In normal times, few people would come, and I had never seen more than twenty people here, so it became a haven for Mo Bai to come to one person occasionally.

Mo Bai walked to a bookshelf, this corner was different from the others, and the dozens of bookshelves here were all anecdotes.

Among them, there are myths and rumors, secrets from all over the world, and all kinds of rare and strange things, which is also what Mo Bai is most interested in, every time he comes here to look at these classics that no one cares about, Mo Bai will have a very broad and great feeling of this world, and then give birth to infinite motivation again, to work hard, to cultivate.

But this time, his mood was extremely low.

"Where did the "Strange Beasts of the Eastern Sect" come from last time?" Mo Bai stood in front of the tall bookshelf, looking around, and suddenly saw the familiar appearance at the top of the bookcase.

"Are you there?" Mo Bai muttered to himself, "Eh, it hurts!"

He was about to jump, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his ankle.

"Heh, hurry over here, let the injury get worse?" Mo Bai smiled weakly.

Won't you even be able to read the books you want?

Mo Bai sat weakly under the bookshelf, his eyes blank for a while.

Is this going to be the case?

Is this all there is to it in this life?

No matter how hard you try, you will be left behind, and no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up with others?

I also have a vision!

I also want to be powerful, to be confident, to stand with those geniuses!

I also want to stand in front of that woman and raise my head and no longer cringe!

But what's going on?

I can't change, I don't know how to change, I can't find the direction, what the hell am I supposed to do?

What's going on!

This powerlessness, this unwillingness!

Mo Bai pressed his eyes with his arms, trying not to let the tears flow.

What suddenly interrupted him was a shock!

The bookshelf that Mo Bai was leaning on suddenly shook, and Mo Bai was instantly startled!

When I looked up, I saw a white rope-like mystical light rolling away from the basic classics!

Only a few bits of light were left to illuminate Mo Bai's daze face.