Zhuohua walked into the door of the library with a painful face.

The library was not quite what she had thought, she had expected it to be like the novels she had read before, with an ordinary-looking but actually hidden boss assisting in the goal.

As a result, let alone a big guy, there is not even a person.

Who can tell her why she wants to make a lot of things so intelligent even though it is an era of cultivating immortals?

Zhuohua took out his ID card and pasted it to the groove of the door. As soon as the ID card was inserted, she felt a force dragging her inside.

Remembering the previous information from some senior brothers and sisters, Zhuo Hua relaxed his tense body, not planning to resist, and let this force drag him to an unknown area.

The teleportation mechanism of the Library Pavilion is random, and the personality of this heaven and earth seems to attach great importance to chance and luck.

They firmly believe that through this randomness, what you encounter is your chance.

So the moment Zhuohua opened her eyes, she doubted her luck for the first time. She looked around, and everywhere she saw was pitch black, as if she was asking about the fairy road.

Zhuohua sat on the ground, digging out the storage bag. After the last experience, she had the foresight to throw a night pearl in her storage bag. The Night Pearl is not big, but it is enough to see the surroundings clearly.

As soon as the night pearl came out, the feeling of suffocation suppressed by the darkness faded a lot. The faint glow of the beads revealed the surrounding objects. Zhuohua's eyes widened and he looked curiously.

Probably because of the passage of time, the partitions of the bookshelves have been broken, and the corners have formed a silk cobweb. The books were scattered on the ground, and even some of the books had become scattered, and some of the pages in the middle had fallen there. The whole area seems to be covered with a thick layer of dust, which makes people feel creepy.

It looks like no one has been to this place for a long time.

However, didn't it say that the cultivation exercises in the library pavilion were jade slips? What the hell is this messy pile of physical books?

Zhuohua rubbed his nose and cautiously stepped over the book on the ground.

Here, it may seem difficult to find the exercises that suit you.

After looking around, Zhuohua squatted on the ground casually, reached out and picked up a fairly complete book, and then glanced at the cover, "Peerless Doctor Immortal Runs with the Ball"?

Taking a deep breath, she picked up another copy next to her, and after reading the cover, she began to wonder if she had come to the wrong place...... "The Years When the Sword God Chased His Wife"

She didn't believe in evil, so she picked up another copy, "The Backward Chasing Days of the Love Fairy".

"Phew, phew!" She was so angry that she threw the book out of her hand. Can anyone tell her why a serious library has a ...... Romance?

"Bang!" "Boom!" The book in his hand smashed on a bookshelf that was about to fall apart in the distance, and the bookshelves that were already "surviving" were completely sent to the western sky.

Zhuohua saw this scene, and his heart instantly became empty. Do you have to lose money?

She wanted to cry without tears.

I deducted a contribution point to enter the library pavilion, but I didn't find the book I used to cultivate, and I found a bunch of romance essays. Before the business was done, a bookshelf was smashed. Isn't she too rebellious?

After a moment of melancholy, she still walked in the direction of the broken bookshelf.

The dust here was obviously bigger than the dust over there, but there was not a single book on the ground, which also made Zhuohua see at a glance the book he had just thrown out under a wooden plank.

She sighed slightly, lifted the board, and picked up the book.

At the moment when she picked up the book, a jade slip pressed under the book was also revealed.

"Huh?" She couldn't help but ask questions, and took the jade slip in her hand. But when she held it in her hand, she began to hesitate again. Zhuohua was really psychologically shadowed by the previous sassy operation, in case this was going to be a romance again, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear to tear this place down.

After some hesitation, she decided to take a look, after all, she didn't seem to have any other choice.

Taking a deep breath, she cast her divine sense into the jade slip.

However, as soon as her consciousness entered a sword, it came straight at her.

"it!" She screamed in fright and scrambled to dodge.

However, the sword was staring at her, chasing her frantically from behind.

She didn't deliberately cultivate her divine sense, so her divine consciousness grew in tandem with her cultivation. At this moment, because it was the aura that spontaneously entered her body, the resulting cultivation was forcibly raised. Therefore, her cultivation was not stable at this time, so her divine consciousness was also unstable.

Her Divine Sense was being chased in a terrible way at the moment, and she felt that her Divine Sense was getting weaker and weaker, and her dodge speed was getting slower and slower.

As if the sword was too lazy to play with her, it suddenly increased its speed and rushed over, piercing her divine sense with a sword.

"Poof." She suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. Her consciousness was severely damaged and forcibly expelled from her, and she lay on the ground in embarrassment, stained with blood on the hem of her clothes.

Huh. She regretted it, she might as well go to see the love story of the gods.

She lay on the ground without an image, her brain buzzing with pain. I just felt my cultivation, and I had fallen back to the second layer of the Qi Refining Period, which was even lower than the previous second layer realm. However, she wasn't too sad, she could go back to cultivation sooner or later, and she wasn't in a hurry. It's just that the damaged divine consciousness is afraid that it is not easy to get it, and she does not have the Divine Replenishment Pill, which seems to be relatively tricky at present.

At this time, she no longer had the strength to get up, so she simply lay there and planned to get up slowly.

Lying on her stomach, her eyes began to slowly close and she fell asleep.

She had a sword in her dream, and kept chasing her behind her, laughing at her for being a weak chicken as she chased. She didn't have time to refute, so she could only flee in a hurry to avoid the sword that was in hot pursuit. Finally, just as the sword was about to slash at her, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"It turned out to be a dream." Zhuohua muttered. Her forehead was covered with beads of sweat from the dream.

Doesn't a monk never dream unless he has some sense of danger?

She tapped her chin, felt something extra in the sea of knowledge, and immediately understood that it was the ghost of the jade slip before.

Resisting the urge to curse, she closed her eyes and opened the exercise book in the sea of knowledge.

"The Sword of the Gods"

"Seems pretty powerful?"

"That's it."

The sudden response voice startled Zhuohua, "Who are you?" How can it be in my sea of consciousness? ”

The voice heard Zhuohua's questioning and cut it dissatisfiedly, "You came here and actually asked who I am?" ”