"Hyun Yao God! Hyun Yao God! Oh my God, why is my life so miserable!" Nan Xing sat on the ground and looked at the scrolls of books, wanting to cry without tears.

After being stunned for a while, Nanxing still didn't want to accept the reality of reading thousands of books, patted his face, breathed a sigh of relief, jumped up from the ground, ran around the library several times, knocked on the wall, rummaged through the bookcase, and I don't know how long it was, Nanxing finally had no power to continue, collapsed on the ground and stretched out his tongue and gasped, and finally came to a conclusion, this is a veritable "full of economy" library pavilion, there is no organ to go out at all, why don't you fall in a place full of food. She even fiddled with the blue gold armor of the Xuan Yao God and the jade pendant hanging from the sword of the heart, however, it was useless, but there were a few holes in the wall for ventilation, and the library sealed all the spells, unless she could be thin to the size of a needle, otherwise it would be a thought.

After working for a long time and not gaining anything, Nanxing leaned against the corner of the wall and laughed stupidly twice, and sighed, "Hey, forget it, just treat it as a practice, isn't it just a few hundred years, after a while, my brother always says that I don't read, this time I Nanxing will read it to you, hum! Nanxing clenched his fists and snorted, cheering himself up, moved to the glass platform, saw the full of books, fell under his feet instantly, coughed lightly, and then put his hands behind his back, his eyes lingered in the books, shaking his head and looking at it, and then raised his hand and pulled out a copy of "The Ancient Records of the Six Realms" , turned around and sat on the wooden chair, flipped the book and spread it in the bookcase, pulled off the sleeves, tied off the long hair, lit the incense that was static in the corner of the bookcase, and the smell was fragrant, and the unconscious breathing tended to be calm, and he stabilized his mind and read it word by word, in order to remember it in his heart. When Nanxing often reads, he will unconsciously doze off, feeling that the fonts are flying into the air and swirling around him, but the longer the time, the fewer times he dozes off, Nanxing from the initial impetuousness to the later heart of the water, from the "Six Realms Ancient Records" to "Forget the Worries" to "Ten Thousand Beasts Miscellaneous" endlessly. Although there is no timekeeping device, Nanxing still feels that time is like flowing water rushing forward, as if it has been a thousand years, Nanxing's eyes are becoming clearer and clearer, and there is no trace of aura between his eyebrows.

I don't know how long it was, but when Nanxing finished reading the last volume, the green silk was up to a thousand feet long, like splashing ink, pouring down and spreading all over the ground.

"I, Xuan Yao God, three thousand six hundred and ninety-seven volumes, Nanxing has read all of them, and they have all been memorized. Nanxing returned the scroll and let out a long breath, trying to suppress his desire to jump up and laugh at the sky, pretending to be calm, smiling indifferently, tidying up his clothes, sitting upright, his eyes lingering on the lapid and gold armor, waiting for the appearance of the god Xuanyao.

In half a moment, a flash of inspiration, Xuan Yao's spirit appeared, dressed in lapid and gold armor, his body was brilliant, his eyes were shining, and the corners of his lips were smiling, as if he was stepping on the light above the sky.

Seeing this, Nanxing tidied up his clothes, slowly moved to the bookcase, and leaned over to salute. Xuan Yaoshen smiled lightly, raised his hand, opened his lips, and said, "You, but do you remember it in your heart?" ”

The corners of Nanxing's mouth twitched, and he quietly rolled his eyes, seeing Xuan Yaoshen raising his eyebrows at himself, he hurriedly smiled: "Xuanyao God can come up with the question, if you can't answer it, Nanxing will read it three more times, anyway, it has been a thousand years, and my hair is more than 100 zhang." Nanxing raised his head and smiled, then reached out and grabbed it behind him, but he didn't touch it, and then turned his head to look, "Hey, where is my hair?"

Xuan Yaoshen smiled helplessly, rolled up his sleeves, stood with his hands in his hands, and said, "Can you tell me what the "Forgotten Worries" says?"

Hearing this, Nanxing thought about it, then cleared his throat and said: "Eight thousand years before the immortal calendar, when Zheyi was appointed as the immortal emperor, the demon god came into the world, causing chaos on one side, causing turmoil in the six realms, evil spirits everywhere, although the five gods worked together to seal the demon god, but the six realms were not only evil, and the war was chaotic, making the demons chaotic and the people panicked. Qingyun Valley Immortal makes worry-free to see the painache, save it every day, and finally get a plan, scatter the original spirit, turn into tens of thousands of forgetful fairy grass, purify the evil soul, and calm people's hearts, and then, the original cloud and mist shrouded all day long, the Qingyun Valley that does not grow an inch of grass, gave birth to the forgetful fairy grass, far away from thousands of miles, stretching endlessly, the immortals were amazed, and then Qingyun Valley was renamed Forget Worry Valley, and now it is the town valley of no delusional immortals. ”

Xuan Yaoshen's eyes were slight, the corners of his lips were smiling, and he bowed his head again and again, but said in his mouth: "Although it is not very good, it is okay." ”

When Nanxing heard this, he pursed his lips, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, he rolled his eyes in his heart, and when he saw Xuan Yao looking at him, he hurriedly raised the corners of his lips and said, "Xuan Yao God, I have passed this test?"

Hearing this, Xuan Yao Shen smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, and the silver light around his body appeared, and then, the figure became lighter and fainter, Nan Xing's eyes widened in surprise, and then he realized that the realm next to him was also a time illusion and a void, with the disappearance of Xuan Yao God, Nan Xing only felt that his eyes were black for a while, and he lost consciousness for a moment, and then he remembered that he wanted to ask Su Su where he was now, hoping that the evil animal named Xuan Chi would not meet. Nanxing prayed in his heart, but it backfired, and at this time, Jiu Su was fighting with the fierce beast Worm Chi.

Under the dungeon, Jiu Su found that he had no way to retreat, and his spiritual power had not fully recovered, and there was no ice and water to complement him, if he could not avoid the war, he would have to fight for his life with this evil beast.

At this time, Jiu Su only felt that the soles of his feet were cold, and the qi and blood flowed backwards, he straightened up, clenched his right hand into a fist, gathered his spiritual power, narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, flew up to raise his breath, and after flipping in the air for a week, he concentrated his spirit and launched a spiritual attack.

Worm Chi's eyes were glowing, and he twisted his body to dodge a blow, and at the same time, the snake's tail flipped up, rolling up the evil wind and coming straight towards Jiusu. Seeing this, Jiu Su's body turned, and the fist wind hit the snake's tail, and then stepped on it, flipped from the air, turned the fist into a palm, launched the spiritual breath, and took the snake's head directly. Worm Chi pretended to dodge, but secretly flipped another snake tail, and when it was okay, it attacked from behind Jiu Su.