Lin Xiang is an inconspicuous ordinary disciple among the many halls of the Daozang Palace, he was brought into the Dao Sect by his master since he was a child, and he has been in charge of sorting out the classics in the Daozang Hall for the past twenty years.

Although he is just an ordinary disciple who is so inconspicuous that he will not even attract the attention of others for a lifetime, sometimes he will also fantasize about whether there will be a peerless master who looks extremely ordinary in this hidden hall, but is actually higher than the real person in charge of the teaching, if he can be accepted as a disciple by such a peerless master and teach supreme divine skills, I am afraid that he can also wear a star crown and a feather coat like the first disciple Akiba, and become a Taoist couple with the first beauty in the world, and even become the true master of the towering Taoist sect after a hundred years of teaching the real person.

It's a beautiful idea, but it's a pity that it can only be a fantasy. He walked all over the Daozang Temple, but he didn't find a peerless master, and even if he did, I am afraid he would not look down on him. Although he was disillusioned, he saw many big names in all corners of the Daozang Temple. And those figures were so out of reach for him.

There are very few real people who come to teach the master, and more often it is the little Taoist boy next to the master who comes to borrow the books.

Occasionally, I saw a few peak masters, wearing a black Taoist robe that symbolized the majesty of the peak lord of the first vein, and when the peak masters walked calmly, the majesty of the great true people made Lin Xiang, who bowed his head and bowed his hands, not even have the courage to look up and look directly.

Of course, the most noteworthy thing is the first disciple of this sect that makes Lin Xiang yearn for the most, the youngest real person in the Dao Sect, and the most dazzling existence in the cultivation world. Lin Xiang has lost count of how many times he has dreamed, and in his dreams he has become a real person in Akiba.

Today, it is Lin Xiang's turn to be on duty, and most of the classics in the place he is responsible for are many Taoist classics, including Taoist classics, Tao Te Ching, Nanhua Sutra, Huang Ting Sutra, Shangqing Dadong True Scripture, and there are no cultivation methods, supernatural secret methods, predecessors' perceptions, and even anecdotes and various travelogues are rare, so except for a few gray-haired elders and guest guests, few people come.

He was glad that he had been assigned to a nice place, and the fact that fewer people came meant that he was quiet, and it also meant that he could spare time to read a little book.

Lin Xiang quietly walked past the rows of bookshelves and went up the somewhat old staircase to the second floor, and just as he had just pulled out a copy of the Nanhua Sutra and was about to turn to leave, a young man slightly older than him appeared not far behind him without warning.

This young man was wearing a black brocade robe that obviously did not belong to the Dao Sect, because in the Dao Sect, except for the Seven Veins Peak Lord, no one could use Xuan Black, he was looking through a very thick tome at this time, his expression was focused, and he probably felt Lin Xiang's gaze, the young man raised his head, smiled faintly at Lin Xiang, and then lowered his head again.

Although it is a smile, it is indifferent and detached. This demeanor reminded Lin Xiang of the Akiba Zhenren who would one day succeed him as the fourteenth head of the Taoist Sect.

Lin Xiang nodded stiffly, in response, his gaze quickly swept over the cover of the classic book held by the young man.

Daodian.

Isn't he a disciple of the Dao Sect? Thinking of the black brocade robe on his body that was obviously not in the style of the Dao Sect, Lin Xiang had some understanding in his heart.

After all, the Dao Conference is about to start, and during this time, the large and small sects in the cultivation world have gathered in the Dao Sect, and this is not a forbidden place, and it is normal to have a few disciples from other sects.

Just as Lin Xiang was about to leave with the book in his hand and find a quiet place to study, a light footstep came from the stairs.

A woman walked up to the second floor first, and Lin Xiang, who was about to go downstairs, happened to walk opposite the woman, and in an instant, Lin Xiang only felt that his mind was blank.

Although Lin Xiang has been in the Taoist Sect for a long time, he has also seen many beautiful women, not to mention far, it is under the seat of Yuchen Zhenren, the lord of Yuheng Peak, there is a large group of warblers and warblers.

The Taoist women he had seen were either enchanting, graceful, or cold, but they never made too many waves in his state of mind.

Maybe it's because he reads a lot on weekdays, although Lin Xiang also has a love for beauties, most of them are passed without a trace. It was not until today that Lin Xiang deeply appreciated the meaning of the shocking four words written in the book.

The woman's gas state is like a grassland in spring, full of vitality, and it is somewhat incompatible with the Taoist sect that has accumulated thousands of years of twilight and seems lifeless.

The moment she appeared in front of Lin Xiang's eyes, Lin Xiang felt as if a warm spring breeze was blowing in this cold winter wax moon.

At this moment, such an idea was born in Lin Xiang's heart: If you can stay with such a woman for a lifetime, even if you don't hold the position of teacher, it will be worth it.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a man in a black robe?"

As she spoke, the woman gestured with her hand to a height that was a head taller than her, polite and elegant.

Lin Xiang nodded stiffly, his fingers trembling invisibly, pointing behind him.

The young man in the black brocade robe was looking over the side with the Dao Dian in his hand.

He closed the Dao Dictionary in his hand and said with a faint smile: "Why are you here?"

It's the same laughter, and this time the laughter has a lot more sincerity.

The woman wrinkled her nose cutely and asked, "Why?

The young man said softly, "You are just right, so don't run around." ”

Lin Xiang, a disciple of the Daozang Palace, stood in place, looking at the two of them in a daze, and whispered, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, he lowered his head, looked at the Nanhua Sutra in his hand, and slowly went downstairs

Sometimes, as soon as the love word starts, it is already broken in an instant, leaving only a deep trace in the bottom of my heart.

Lin Xiang, who walked down the stairs, couldn't hide the lonely look on his face, raised his head and looked around blankly.

Then his eyes widened suddenly.

I don't know when there was a man and a woman on the first floor.

The woman and the woman upstairs were wearing a pure white fox fur, and the whole person stood in the middle of the building, and the whole room seemed to become brighter, but the woman didn't have much smile on her face, just calm and solemn like water without waves.

As for the man standing beside her, although he was only wearing a cyan robe, he would not be overshadowed by the light of the woman beside him in the slightest. When Lin Xiang saw this green clothes, his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth, "First ...... The First Apprentice ......"

Autumn leaves, who were dressed in green robes, only bowed their heads slightly and did not speak.

At this time, the young man upstairs and the woman who made Lin Xiang unrelieved also walked down the stairs.

Akiba and the brocade-robed man nodded politely to each other, while the other two women walked together, whispering something softly.

The look on Lin Xiang's face gradually changed from surprise to shock, and finally to disbelief, could it be that the first apprentice Qiu Ye was specifically waiting for this young man?

The young man held the Taoist code in his hand, as if he was about to leave.

Lin Xiang subconsciously opened his mouth to block: "If you want to borrow it, please leave your name and ...... Temple. ”

Akiba frowned.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "My name is Xiao Yu, and as for the palace secretary, it will take a while to know." ”

Lin Xiang stumbled, but he didn't fall.

Xiao Yu is the one who was introduced as a friend by the first apprentice Qiu Ye, and had a master-apprentice relationship with the Tianxuan Peak Lord Wuchen, and as soon as he went up the mountain, he overwhelmed the Dust Leaf of the Burial Peak Hall and Chen Huanzhi, the Demon Suppression Heaven Replenishment Que?

Thinking of this, Lin Xiang felt that his calves were a little weak, after all, it was rumored in the Dao Sect that Qiu Ye intended to let Xiao Yu ascend to the Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace, and he would rather believe it or not, who would dare to joke with his own life. If Xiao Yu really inherited the master of the Demon Suppression Palace, it would not be a matter of a sentence to clean him up as an ordinary disciple guarding the library pavilion? Besides, the masters of heaven and man could not help Xiao Yu, and if Xiao Yu wanted to kill himself, it was not just a matter of raising his hand.

Just when Lin Xiang was scaring himself. Xiao Yu and Qiu Ye had already walked out of the library pavilion.

Qiu Ye glanced at the Dao Dictionary in Xiao Yu's hand and chuckled, "You plan to use this Dao Dictionary to participate in the Dao Conference?"

Xiao Yu also smiled: "There's no way, let's sharpen the gun in battle." ”

"It's not fast, it's light. ”