Talisman Hall;

The Guiyi Zhenren who came in with a smile on his face frightened the disciples in the hall, and after taking him by, they all discussed whether the Guiyi Zhenren had picked up some great treasures today, and only then did he change his plain and old-fashioned face.

When we entered the inner room, a real person immediately asked, "Guiyi, you are laughing strangely today, what good things do you have to tell us?"

Guiyi Zhenren stroked his short beard under his chin and said, "Isn't it worth being happy to preach and teach and solve doubts?"

"When didn't you blow your beard angrily and stare at you, why did you say such a thing today?" the real person from the talisman hall didn't believe what he said.

"Haha, today I found a good seedling of talismans. "Guiyi real people are quite proud.

Hearing this, the rest of the real people immediately cast envious eyes.

The Cangjian Sect is responsible for transmitting the most basic schoolwork of the disciples by the true people of the Array Fu Hall, and because it is the foundation, it is tedious and boring.

The reason why they agreed was because they wanted to pick some disciples who were suitable for talisman making among these disciples and introduce them into the Formation Talisman Hall, so as to pass them on.

Because most of these disciples are rushing to become sword cultivators, it is really rare to meet a disciple who is talented in talisman making, and it is difficult to help himself with such a feeling of being a true talent.

"Oh, what's that disciple's name?"

"What did you tell you about?"

"We just ask, and we don't mean anything else. ”

"Hmph, who snatched away the little disciple I worked so hard to cultivate three years ago? Who used a high-grade talisman pen to deceive the female disciple last year......

"Ouch, return to one, why are you still turning over the old accounts, aren't they all the elite disciples of our Array Fu Hall in the future......"

"Return, we promise not to rob this time, we're just curious, yes, curious......"

"Hmph, I believe in your evil!" Gui Yi real person turned away with a straight face, cocked his beard, and left.

"Look at his appearance, it looks like he's picked up a treasure this time......"

......

The first light of dawn fell on the small bamboo hut high above, and the thousands of miles of free flying in the dream only felt that the sky was gradually reddening, and the surroundings were getting hotter and hotter.

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was back in the bamboo house!

"Giggles!"

Obviously, last night, it did everything possible to hide in an empty room on the third floor.

Qianli looked down and found Cheng Zhaozhao sitting in a room without a roof on the third floor, the early morning sun was enveloping her, making her exude a faint soft light.

Qianli knew that when Cheng Zhaozhao was practicing, he would not pay attention to it at all, and he no longer chirped, but jumped down towards a place full of dead leaves in the open space as before.

During this time, it flapped its wings desperately, and to its surprise, it flew slightly higher when it fell into the air, but the flying posture did not last long, and gravity caused it to carry it headlong to the pile of dead leaves.

"Boom...... Boom......"

Cheng Zhaozhao got up with his eyes closed, and the small silver sword in his hand appeared at some point.

Jun Xin in Zhihai is dancing with a sword, and Cheng Zhaozhao is also practicing sword as usual according to her.

In the past, she just did the same, but now Jun Xin will instruct her from time to time, from exercises to moves.

It wasn't until the sun was exposed to three strokes that Cheng Zhaozhao withdrew from the sea of knowledge.

And her face was also red from the sun, and she was covered in sweat.

Cheng Zhaozhao went to the bathroom and cleaned up.

Eating a simple breakfast with Qianli, Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly asked: "Jun Xin, most of the scenes that appear in your memory are the scenes of the Cangjian Sect, such as Zhitianfeng, Shenjian Pavilion, you were also a disciple of the Cangjian Sect before?"

The answer seems to be yes.

Jun Xin said: "You are right, the Cangjian Sect must have a deep relationship with this monarch, but this monarch does not remember it clearly, and I don't know how long ago it was. ”

"That's easy to do, the formation of the apprenticeship ceremony in your memory is quite grand, and I think you are not an ordinary disciple. If that is the case, it must be recorded in the history of the library pavilion. ”

The first thing she has to do is to know who Jun Xin is, maybe she can know what this is all about.

The second floor of the Sky Pavilion is the Library Pavilion.

After a short time, Cheng Zhaozhao arrived there, put in a spirit stone, and then came in from the teleportation array.

As soon as I entered the library, I was shocked by the thousands of books in front of me, and the neat shelves were arranged neatly, extending from one end to the other, as if there was no end in sight.

There were many disciples shuttling through the bookshelves, but they didn't make any sound, and the library was full of tranquility.

At the entrance of the library sat a monk meditating cross-legged with his eyes closed, Cheng Zhaozhao saluted in his direction and went straight in.

Scrolls, bamboo li, and jade slips are all placed on different shelves in different categories.

What Cheng Zhaozhao is looking for is the history of the Cangjian Sect, and the interesting thing is that as long as she presses her hand on those bookshelves and her heart moves with her will, she can know where the history is placed.

In a short time, she came to a bookshelf.

This bookshelf is placed in the history of the entire Tianchu top sect, down to the various sects and even some small sects.

For nearly 100 years, jade slips have been used for storage, and they are placed in the middle of the shelf.

Cheng Zhaozhao found the jade slip of the Cangjian Sect, and quickly browsed the contents of the jade slip.

There have not been many major events in the Cangjian Sect in the past hundred years, and it mainly records the elite disciples who appeared in several big competitions in the sect, as well as the list of high-level monks who accidentally fell while traveling abroad, and the emphasis is on several apprenticeship ceremonies including Mu Shengxun.

After recording several major events in Tianchu, it was written at the end of the jade slip that the sect had been safe for a hundred years, and no major events had happened.

Cheng Zhaozhao carefully compared the list of fallen high-ranking monks, but did not find Jun Xin's name.

In other words, either Jun Xin is not an elite disciple of the sect, or even if he falls, he cannot be recorded in the history of the sect.

Or, her fall has been more than a hundred years ago.

Cheng Zhaozhao spent another 100 merit points and checked the history of the first two hundred years, but still found nothing.

Until the five hundred merit points were spent and the history of the Cangjian Sect for nearly five hundred years was consulted, there was still no news of Jun Xin.

With full doubts, Cheng Zhaozhao came to the monk who was guarding the library with his eyes closed.

The monk who can guard the library must have some experience in the sect, so maybe ask him what he can know?

Just as she wanted to speak, her right hand suddenly became heavy, and she was pulled out of the teleportation array.

Returning to the main hall of the Firmament Pavilion again, Cheng Zhaozhao saw the person who came clearly, and couldn't help but break free of his right hand from his hand.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what are you doing here?" Cheng Zhaozhao looked at him without a good face.

Zhao Yuanlang quipped: "This junior sister, I just saved you." Don't you know that the guard of the library is a grumpy old man, and the disciple who disturbed his meditation last time was thrown out of the second floor by him, and he is still lying on the bed and not knowing whether he is alive or dead. ”