Autumn is getting stronger, the weather is getting cooler, and the rain is falling all night.

The crane paper window is white, the sunlight passes through the partition, illuminating the whole study brightly, burning all night, the lamp oil in the bronze goose fish lamp has already burned out, and the fragrance on the table is still very little.

Chu Zige slowly opened his eyes from his meditation, he had practiced all night by moonlight last night, and not long after he closed his eyes, it was already dawn.

He stretched out his numb arm, propped himself up, put on a white gown, embroidered a dark red rose on his left chest, tied his long hair with a ribbon, and walked out of the study.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, he stretched out his hand to block between his eyebrows, and inadvertently saw a woman lying in the lotus leaf pavilion.

Her body arched slightly, and a black thread was scattered on the ground, revealing a perfectly side-facing and slender neck.

"Nan Ji? How did she sleep outside? ”

“......”

Looking at her sleeping appearance, it seems that she slept here all night.

Chu Zige frowned, stepped forward, didn't think much about it, reached out and raised her jade arm, and it was a delicate soft and smooth ......

"Hmm...... My lord!? ”

She stretched lazily, yawned indifferently, and looked at Chu Zige with a pair of sleepy eyes:

Chu Zige looked at the scene in front of him and turned around silently.

Sticks are fruitful.

Seeing his actions, Nan Ji subconsciously lowered her eyebrows...... Then silently put the open plain white placket together.

Last night, I saw that the water of the lotus pond was clear, and I was moved for a while, and after taking a bath, I did not wear a belly pocket in the long robe, but I shallow a gauze coat, thin like cicada wings, which is convenient for sweating.

"My lord, where are you going?"

There was the sound of her dressing behind her, and Chu Zige didn't look back, he calmed down, and said calmly:

"I'm going to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, you guard the Sword Peak, don't let anyone else go up the mountain, understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Prepare the horses."

Nanhime: "......"

After hesitating for a while, she spoke softly:

"Your Excellency, you didn't come back by carriage yesterday......"

- The snow-treading black horse was chained to the door of the Taixu Hall all night.

Chu Zige: "......"

He bowed slightly, and walked away slowly.

For some reason, inexplicably, an extremely philosophical sentence popped up in my mind:

"The dense place of flowers and willows, which can be opened, is the means...... Flowers and willows are dense......"

......

Taixu Sect, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Speaking of the history of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, it can be said that the history is very long, and the establishment time is earlier than the Taixu Palace, so it can be said that the Taixu Sect was built on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The name is very cheesy, and at first glance, it sounds like a temple, but at the beginning of its establishment, it was indeed just an ordinary library loft.

Among them, it contains all kinds of books in Kyushu for thousands of years, not only limited to cultivation cheats, but also strange miscellaneous books, according to statistics, a total of 38 million volumes.

Chu Zige climbed over the six thousand steps, held his knees, gasped, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and said to himself:

"Hurry up and get married, if nothing else, just fly."

“......”

After the baptism of the autumn moon, the walls are glowing with a blue luster, and the bluestone slabs seem to be wrapped in layers of plain, all the way to the end of the field of vision.

After talking to the blind old man who was guarding the door, Chu Zige walked into the Scripture Pavilion.

Along the way, there are monuments in sight, even if it is just a tree, I am afraid that it has a lifespan of thousands of years.

After looking around, Chu Zige found a bookshelf about the Taigu Immortal Clan, on which various related books were densely displayed, and he had a headache:

"How many hundred years will it take?"

But wasting such a little time is nothing compared to the life that could be lost at any time.

He found a place where he was, chose a stack of books, lit a candle, and sat down.

I don't know how long it took, just when Chu Zige was gradually dying a little sleepy, when he turned to a book called 'Wolong Zhiyi Gossip', he instantly became energetic.

He quickly flipped through the book, and finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed softly:

"I finally found it."

He continued to read further along this page, but his eyebrows gradually wrinkled:

"Forty thousand miles north of Jizhou, there is a big Ze called Beihai, beyond the Beihai, in the corner of the great wilderness, Kun walks in it, and swims into the sea."

"There is a thing called ambergris, which is rumored to be ambergris, and some people say that it is the feces of kun...... The fragrance is condensed, but only the phoenix is especially disgusted. ”

“......”

Chu Zige closed the book, sighed, and said quietly:

"Ambergris is a good thing, maybe it can drive that ancestor away, but ...... 40,000 miles away, with my current foot strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to get to that place in my lifetime. ”

"Such a scarce thing, although useless, is precious, and it is hard to find."

He raised his head and saw that it was getting late outside the Scripture Pavilion, and the sunset was like blood.

He rubbed his thighs, which were a little numb from kneeling for a long time, and got up:

"Forget it, I'll see if there's anything else in a few days."

"Ambergris, ......"

Just as Chu Zige was about to leave the Library Pavilion, the afterglow of his eyes suddenly saw a familiar shadow, holding an inexplicable book with a sneaky look.

- It seems that the book is reprinted.

After seeing this woman's appearance clearly, Chu Zige's expression was a little strange:

"Isn't this the true biography of Shangguan?"

"What is she looking at?"

For this cold woman, like a snow lotus in the first bloom, Chu Zige has always had doubts.

She obviously has no grudges with her, but she just hates herself in her heart...... Is it because she saw her when she was holding Nan Ji?

- Chu Zige felt that it couldn't be so simple.

The first condition for a person who cultivates immortals is to be able to endure her temperament, bear loneliness, and calm her mind, and her true disciple cannot be so naïve...... Is there a conflict of interest between myself and her?

Chu Zige couldn't figure it out.

After seeing her leave in a hurry, he got up and walked in the direction of the book she had just printed.

There are regulations in the Taixu Sect's Scripture Pavilion that the collection of books does not leave the pavilion, if you want to take the books out, the only way to consume the merits of the sect is to exchange the rubbing version.

He looked up at the books, and finally settled on one book.

Chu Zige pulled him out with some curiosity, looked at the gilded book cover on it, and read out the name on it little by little:

"Phantom limb cultivation."

Turning the title page of the book, what catches your eye is a line of gilded small letters:

"With the aura to resist the phantom limbs, the great one, can be condensed, and it is the same as the entity."

“......”

Chu Zige was a little stunned and wondered:

"She doesn't lack arms or legs, what kind of phantom limbs do she cultivate?"

"Which part of the cultivation?"

“......”

ps: Kneel down for the readers, begging to follow-up.