Before the words "something is wrong" could turn around in his heart, the black jade swelled up violently and exploded in Ling Jun's stunned gaze!

“...... it?"

Before Lingjun could withdraw his hand, he was blown away by a violent explosion and slammed into the wall, almost blasting the puppet's body into powder.

Fortunately, she is not a flesh-and-blood creature such as a human race, a demon race, and no matter how seriously the puppet is injured, as long as the spirit body is not damaged, it is equivalent to no blood, she injected a trace of the origin of life into the puppet, healed the wound and reborn the limbs, and then looked at the place where the explosion occurred not far away.

The construction quality of the Sword Shadow Spirit Book Building is very good, the explosion of this magnitude just now did not leave any traces on the ground, walls, ceilings, etc., only some broken black broken jade was left in place - it seems that the material of this jade slip is still okay, and the explosion just now only made it shatter into dozens of pieces instead of shattering into powder.

But Lingjun didn't have time to think about it, because she noticed that the black broken jade formed a strange pattern on the ground, and then a distorted light and shadow rose from the pattern......

It seemed to be made purely of a myriad of rays of light, with no features or limbs, like a ball crumpled by a child—not rounded, and even somewhat deformed.

"It's so ugly. Lingjun thought to himself.

The light cluster lit up slightly, and a voice echoed in the Sword Shadow Spirit Library: "Beauty and ugliness mean nothing to me. ”

Ling Jun's expression changed, this guy could hear her heart......! This is a violation of her personal rights!

"What personal rights do you care about as a murderous magic sword?" the light group let out a mocking laugh, "The people you killed don't have any personal rights either. ”

Lingjun was not surprised that it knew what "personal rights" meant, because she had just thought about the meaning of the word in her mind.

However, she was surprised that this ugly group of lights actually knew her true identity - so what should she do now?

"Give up, if I want to be unfavorable to you, you will die as early as the first step you step into the Sword Shadow Spirit Library. ”

The light group said the most arrogant words in the most bland tone, as if he didn't put the dignified artifact Xuanming Sword in his eyes at all.

This attitude made Ling Jun quite angry in his heart - no spirit clan would like anyone to despise their own essence, let alone her own powerful existence.

"Heh......"

The light group laughed again, and the sarcasm was even stronger, "Should I call you the Demon Sword, or the Qingshenmu, or ...... Oh, I see, your name is Lingjun. ”

Lingjun realizes that being emotional will not allow the light group to die on the spot, nor will she have any other way to solve the problem she is facing, so she suppresses her anger in her heart and calms down.

"Who are you?"

"You've called me the Light Ball in your heart," it said, "and my identity...... He can be regarded as the caretaker of the Sword Shadow Spirit Library. ”

No wonder librarians are so tough. Lingjun thought to himself.

"Librarian, that's true, that's what you'll call me from now on. The light group didn't care that she gave herself a nickname, "All in all, you have studied all the kendo texts from the first to the sixth level, and you have obtained the qualification to receive the inheritance. ”

"What heritage?"

"Naturally, it's a kendo inheritance. The librarian Guangtuan said, "You want to leave Xuanjing Lantai? It's not impossible, as long as you successfully accept the inheritance, you can naturally leave." ”

"What if it fails?"

"I don't think that kind of question needs to be answered. "Measure Literature

"Is it only the Sword Shadow Spirit Book Building that has a heritage, or is it that all the Book Treasure Halls have a heritage?" Ling Jun looked at it coldly, "Are you the only administrator?"

"What do you think this place is?" Xuanjing Lantai!" Guangtuan sneered, and his tone became impassioned, "The books of the world are all in Lantai; ”

"Inheritance, there are so many here, but the Administrator, I'm the only one. ”

Lingjun didn't expect it to suddenly become a middle two, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Then can I choose another inheritance now?"

"Of course not!" the light group returned to arrogance, "There is no turning back in life, and some choices only have one chance. ”

"Then can I know who left this kendo inheritance?" Ling Jun asked again, "Which first-class sect of kendo is it?"

The light group answered the second question first, "Ignorance, how could the kendo inheritance in my hands be such a narrow thing? School? There is only one school of kendo, and that is the way of the sword itself. ”

"It's just that different sword cultivators will choose different ways of expression and application, so they are divided into schools - the magic of use, there is one mind, there is no school of swordsmanship, or each sword cultivation is an independent school. ”

"Some sword cultivators are too attached to one and regard it as a guide, and even don't want to learn the strengths of other sword cultivators because of this, thinking that this is the purity of the sword heart, which is really ridiculous. ”

After hearing this, Lingjun had a different view of the light cluster - although it was a troll, it was a troll with brains.

"The kendo inheritance in my hands is, it is, it is ......"

The light group was about to scare Lingjun by bringing out the name of the inheritor, when it suddenly got stuck—it found that it couldn't remember whose inheritance it was.

It stayed alone in the Xuanjing Lantai and fell asleep, I don't know how long it had been, and even its memory was blurred.

In his memory, it was not what it was now, the man reached out and rubbed his head, handed him a jade seal, and said, "......"

The light group couldn't remember the man's name, his face, or even anything that had happened between them, and he couldn't even remember the last thing the man had said.

Lingjun didn't know that the light group was demented, but she noticed that this guy who couldn't drag him as soon as he appeared suddenly became a little dazed, and he actually looked a little pitiful.

"The person who left the legacy must have a different relationship with it. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have killed my name by memories." ”

In the end, the light group still didn't remember who the inheritance master was, it cursed irritably in a dialect that it didn't know where, and then vented its anger on the only living person it had seen over the years, "Where did you get so many questions!

Ling Jun was not struck by its cold words, she pondered for a moment, and still asked the last question, "There is no second way to live except to accept the inheritance?"

"Or you can stay and do chores for me. The light was full of malice, "and then it became like me." ”

Lingjun: "......"

Although she doesn't look like a face control on weekdays, that's because she looks good herself!

Now it's up to her to turn into a colorful Mary Sue light group...... Vomit!

Even if she wears 800 layers of filters, she really can't be narcissistic anymore.

"How can I believe that what you say must be true?" Lingjun struggled to keep his composure.

The light group laughed, and a cold sword light fell on the center of her brow, "Because even if it's not true, I'll make it real." ”