Ancient Book Pavilion, Jiang Fan silently flipped through the ancient books and classics, and after reading too much, he also guessed what forbidden place this place should be.

The ancient books placed in it, with all the dust paved and connected by wire mesh, are obviously not cared for for a long time. Looking at the books stored in them, they are all some rare classics, including the paintings of mountains and rivers, the essence of the sun and the moon, the trajectory of rivers and rivers, and the laws of the rotation of heaven and earth.

In short, everything in Zhou Tian, up and down, full of eyes, and countless things that have been heard in the ears are recorded in this library.

I don't know why the Xuanbing Sect has collected so many treasure books and strange books, could it be that there are any secrets in this?

Jiang Fan thought so in his heart. It's just a pity that no matter how much he observes repeatedly, there is nothing unusual about these books except for their age, from which the traces of erosion can be seen over time.

In the end, Jiang Fan even began to carefully observe those bookcases, but still found nothing.

It seems that if there is a secret in this, it must still be in the book.

Jiang Fan thought so. So he continued to look up the ancient books, and in a flash, time passed, and I don't know how long it was. When the light of the stars shone outside the window, Jiang Fan had almost finished reading all the books in this ancient building.

Only when he looked up and drove out of the window, he saw that the dark world around him was already lit with bright lights, and from time to time, he could hear some voices of talk from a distance.

In the sky, there is no one in the sky, and Jiang Fan can also feel that now there is no longer those spiritual senses that are scanning around.

After taking all of this into his eyes, Jiang Fan's heart was suddenly overjoyed, and now was the best time to leave this Xuantian God Peak.

Jiang Fan raised his eyes and looked at the ancient books on all sides, although he had roughly flipped through all the books, but there was no considerable difference in them except for some miscellaneous chapters and disorderly orders that were slightly eye-catching.

Most of them are just those strange stories of the country and the strange records of heaven and earth, such boring readings are really not what Jiang Fan is interested in, if he didn't think that there must be secrets hidden in these books, where would Jiang Fan spend so many hours, and he would be so serious inside and out.

After putting down an ancient book in his hand, Jiang Fan frowned and stared at the things around him, including some of the night pearls used for lighting.

I saw that those night pearls were all stored on the bead platform, exuding attractive brilliance all the time. It's just that Jiang Fan looks at it, these things are just ordinary luxuries.

He really couldn't take it for granted, so he turned and walked outside. But just as he wanted to open the door and go out, he suddenly found a strange place.

I saw that in the southeast corner of this ancient house, there was actually an inconspicuous black wolf's hair. The tip of this black pen is made of black stone, and the tail is wolf-like, and the whole body looks not only ugly, but also very strange.

Jiang Fan's eyes were surprised, he sighed lightly, and turned to walk towards it. Only when he arrived in front of the wolf, Jiang Fan's heart was even more surprised.

Why is there such a unique brush in the huge study?

Jiang Fan grabbed the pen with his hand, but felt that this was a little cold, but it was not valuable. However, since this thing can exist here, it must be extraordinary.

The young man was about to take a closer look when he heard the sound of two people talking outside the room. Jiang Fan's heart tightened, and after quickly putting away the black wolf, he hurriedly walked into the depths of the ancient house and hid.

I only listened to the two people outside the room, chatting with each other: "I don't know if the sect master can succeed, if they can succeed, our Xuanbing Sect will be the lord of all living beings in this great domain in the future, the supreme of the world?"

Another said: "That's natural, for this big event, the sect master has been preparing for five hundred years, and now that the holy sword has returned, the chances of success have increased, and in this case, it will definitely be able to be completed in the end." ”

"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it! At that time, what Xue Xuanyuan, what Heavenly Weapon Dao Monarch, all of them will be defeated by our sect, and in the end, I will have to choose to surrender to my sect ......."

The two of them went farther and farther, but the shock in Jiang Fan's heart became deeper and deeper. This unexpected hearing really made him stand on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

From the mouths of those two people, Jiang Fan was shocked to find that the Xuanbing Sect was secretly carrying out some kind of extremely important conspiracy, and once this conspiracy succeeded, it would inevitably be a catastrophe for the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

Jiang Fan didn't know whether what those two people said was true or not, but this kind of thing itself had to be credible and unbelievable, if it was really as those two people said, maybe soon, some unpredictable events would happen.

Jiang Fan gradually pressed the shock in his heart, the light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't hesitate any longer, but after the two of them walked without hearing the slightest sound, he pushed the door and walked out, and immediately went deep into the darkness and walked towards the back mountain.

Stepping on the starlight, the young man walked quickly around many places where people existed, and when it was ugly in the middle of the night, he left those palaces and came to the green bamboo forest in the back mountain.

This verdant bamboo forest looks like it covers a very large area. Walking in it, Jiang Fan saw that there were many gray stones in this bamboo forest, and these gray stones, after receiving the light of the stars and moon in the sky, would emit bursts of faint fluorescence, which looked extremely eye-catching.

A path paved with gray stone, at the end of which is a dark world hidden deep in the bamboo forest. Jiang Fan followed the path, cautiously moving forward, with the starlight shining through the dense bamboo leaves, Jiang Fan could vaguely see that in the depths of the front, there was a bamboo house made of green bamboo.

The bamboo house is surrounded by a blank courtyard, and the inside of the house is pitch black and there is no light. Obviously, there is no one in this room at this moment.

Jiang Fan could also sense that there was a lot of silence in these four places, and there was not the slightest hint of a cultivator's breath disclosed, thinking that the owner of this bamboo house was now somewhere else.

When Jiang Fan thought of the day, among the strong men who were attracted by Qingyi, there were two figures flying out from the depths of this bamboo forest.

The boy shook his head, not wanting to look at it, lest there be any accidents. Just as he was about to make a detour, in a trance, he actually sensed a trace of the breath of the thunderous sword.

Jiang Fan's heart was shocked, and then he was overjoyed, and hurriedly stopped, closed his eyes and felt it carefully, but he couldn't feel the existence of that breath.

This once made Jiang Fandu think that it was an illusion that he had just generated, but he thought about it later, but he felt that it could not be wrong.

He clearly sensed the traces of the aura emanating from the Thunder Falling Sword at that moment.