Although Ling Nian was asked to go to the Library, Kong Sang was not completely ignorant, he would go to see it when he thought about it, and communicated with her a lot, knowing that her talent was indeed excellent.

"You're right, her talent is indeed above the palace master." Looking at his expression, Kong Sang knew what he was thinking, and affirmed, "More precisely, she's the most talented person I've ever met."

Elder Wu was stunned, although he thought so, he didn't expect it to be like this, and what followed was ecstasy.

The palace master is at the top of the seven masters of the mainland, doesn't it mean that Ling Niantian's achievements will definitely surpass the palace master, and then make Fu Tiangong famous for a thousand years?

"Ugh." He remembered one more thing, "It's a pity that she's not just a disciple of our Fu Heavenly Palace."

Kong Sang glanced at him, "Be content, the Seven Great Sects are the same qi in the end, and she is still in our five clans, which is already very good."

The corpse coffin is a maverick, and if you are not familiar with them, the wind will live in a simple place, but the reputation is not a little better than the corpse coffin.

"Yes." But there is always a sense of anger that your good disciple has been arched by a pig, "So you bother more, it depends on us how tall the good seedling of Ling Yatou can grow."

Kusan nodded solemnly.

Ling Niantian spends all day in the Library, although Kong Sang still lives in the bamboo house, but the main itinerary every day is to go to the Library, Ling Niantian has no problem with him to read, and if there is a problem, he will answer it, he is even more dedicated than the master.

"Yes, it's a lot of progress." Holding the talisman that Ling Niantian had just drawn, Kong Sang exclaimed, it was only the second time, and it could have eighty percent power, which made those who had practiced hard for several years and had to be unable to form a god.

"You're still teaching well." Ling Nian smiled and said, "I just don't know if you picked the books in this pavilion?"

Kongsang is indeed very easy-going, and the two get along more like friends.

Kong Sang snorted, "I picked it, and I wrote most of it."

These books are already convergent, and there are even more excessive, and he blushed when he praised himself.

No, his gaze slowly moved to Ling Niantian in disbelief, "Have you read all my books here?"

He can just look at it himself, and the disciples next to him only admire him more at most, but Ling Niantian saw this girl, and he couldn't tease him every day.

"I read it, word by word, and I understand every word."

Kong Sang stabbed, "I thought you were putting all your energy on the talisman here, but you were so unserious."

"Otherwise, there would be no way to know about your heroic deeds of being pursued by eighteen girls." Ling Nian smiled.

Kongsang: For the first time, ...... found the person writing the book really annoying.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ling Niantian was finally willing to come out of the library, she stretched her waist, her eyes narrowed by the sun.

It's good to have your back to a big sect, you don't have to look for books, you can learn everything you want to know.

"Old man!" She stopped Kong-sang who came over and threw over a book, "Give you back the experience!" ap.

Kong Sang: "......" He raised his hand to catch it, he was already numb to this title, since confirming that he was really thousands of years old, Ling Niantian called him that, and he couldn't react at first, but then his face didn't change.

even aged his face a little, becoming in his thirties, otherwise he really doesn't seem to be a respectable person.

"Learned all the above?"

Ling Nian tilted his head, "I've memorized it." As for the plenum, there is still a lot of actual combat.

Kongsang: "......"