"Really!" the blue-clothed Taoist priest nodded with a playful smile, "I don't believe you asked Lao Xiang." ”

The grand shock once made Li Haoyang forget to marvel at the surname of the sword slave handed over by the blue-clothed Taoist priest, but looked at the sword slave blankly.

The sword slave nodded slowly in affirmation.

Before Li Haoyang could wake up from the shock, the blue-clothed Taoist priest slowly stood up, quietly patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, although it is said that the years of cultivation are very long, but now you don't have the opportunity to spend money on simplicity. Make a choice. ”

The blue-clothed Taoist priest raised his hand for a while, and the grand clouds in the sky opened like a curtain, and a grand attic was suspended behind the clouds.

"Our sect's cultivation has always been freewheeling, but you are a little different, the master and his old man made arrangements early when they left. The blue-clothed Taoist priest looked at Li Haoyang with a serious face and said, "There is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of our sect, and there are all the exercises and techniques that are only available in the whole world." ”

"Your first choice is to cultivate in the study building until you break through the Five Realms of Mortal Decay before you are born. The blue-clothed Taoist priest said quietly.

Li Haoyang looked at the attic that exuded an ancient atmosphere, and his heart had already shaken, "What kind of sect is this, all the exercises in the world!?"

The blue-clothed Taoist priest ignored Li Haoyang's shock and continued, "The second choice is to choose to be born now and participate in the cultivation of any other sect. ”

"Participate in other sects!?" Li Haoyang asked puzzledly, "What kind of cultivation is this, is it a cultivation!?"

Being asked by Li Haoyang like this, the blue-clothed Taoist priest made a difficulty, thought for a while and said, "Let's put it this way, junior brother, your senior brothers and their disciples are in other sects. ”

"What!??in other sects?" Li Haoyang suddenly felt a little dizzy, "What is this doing." ”

"As for this, you don't have to worry about it now, you just need to make a choice. The blue-clothed Taoist priest felt that he had no way to say a truth that Li Haoyang could understand without revealing something, so he simply skipped the explanation.

Li Haoyang is not stupid, and he understood in an instant that everything is not simple. But how to choose this bizarre situation?

The blue-clothed Taoist priest also made it clear that such a choice was difficult for anyone to choose, because he basically didn't know why he made the choice, but for some reason he felt that Li Haoyang could make a choice, so he waited quietly.

After a quarter of an hour of silence, Li Haoyang was completely quiet, he looked up at the blue-clothed Taoist priest and asked, "Senior brother, do you know my body?"

The blue-clothed Taoist priest frowned and nodded, "I know, why are you asking this?"

Li Haoyang waved his hand to indicate that the blue-clothed Taoist priest should not ask more, and continued to ask, "What is the situation of the monks who are in the same era as me now?" ”

"Those who are extremely talented should have been about to touch the threshold of the Quenching Realm. Although the blue-clothed Taoist priest didn't know what Li Haoyang was going to do, he still replied.

"What about me now?" Li Haoyang asked one after another.

The blue-clothed Taoist nodded quietly, "You once stood on that threshold. ”

"What!" Although there was a faint judgment in his heart, the affirmation of the blue-clothed Taoist priest shocked him again.

Suddenly, the blue-clothed Taoist priest seemed to remember something, and said with a light smile, "Ah Huang's secretion is not an ordinary thing, except for the appearance and taste of that thing, it is an absolutely top-notch miracle medicine." ”

Hearing this, Li Haoyang shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I know." ”

"After asking so much, what is your choice?" asked the blue-clothed Taoist priest with a smile and a nod.

Li Haoyang turned to look at the Scripture Pavilion, did not reply but continued to ask another question, "Last question, do I have a third choice?"

If it were someone else, he would understand Li Haoyang's words as simply dissatisfied with the arrangement, and the blue-clothed Taoist priest was obviously not someone else, he simply understood Li Haoyang's intentions in an instant, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile that he had already known, and said quietly, "Tell me about it." ”

"I'll go there first, and after I come out, can I go to other sects?" Li Haoyang replied.

"Absolutely. The blue-clothed Taoist priest affirmed without hesitation.

"Then I'll go. After answering the truth, Li Haoyang walked towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion without the slightest hesitation.

Looking at the distant figure, the blue-clothed Taoist priest had a very strong smile on his face, as thick as the sun of happiness.

The smiling face continued to shine, until the young man's figure disappeared, and the blue-clothed Taoist priest slowly turned around, watching the sword slave faintly leave an inexplicable ingenious word, and then disappeared.

"Old Xiang, this kid is very straight. ”

When the sword slave heard this, his whole body trembled suddenly, and then he touched the black box behind him with his withered hand, and then disappeared in place.

Li Haoyang has not come out since he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was not until dusk that he appeared at the gate of the attic, touching his stomach, but his expression was flying!

Just as he was about to step out of the door of the Scripture Pavilion, an aged and indifferent shout sounded, "Go back." ”

Hearing that voice, Li Haoyang recognized that it was the voice of the knife slave.

Regarding this old man, Li Haoyang is still full of awe, although he is a strange old man who doesn't talk much.

He opened the door and retreated into the Scripture Pavilion.

After a while, the knife slave appeared in front of him, the black box on his waist was gone, replaced by the lunch box in the old man's hand, and without waiting for Li Haoyang to ask more, the knife slave put down the lunch box and disappeared in place.

Li Haoyang shook his head and didn't get entangled, opened the lunch box, and while eating a simple three dishes and one soup, he picked up the unfinished books on the side and continued to read.

He has eaten this meal for a year, and it has long become a habit and a natural one.

Cultivators often say that there is no nail in the mountains, and there is no time for cultivation.

But Li Haoyang didn't think that a year later, he came out of the Scripture Pavilion.

The blue-clothed Taoist priest and the sword slave had already come out and waited in front of the attic.

"Little junior brother, why did you come up with a decision?" the blue-clothed Taoist priest asked with a serious face. Three days ago, the blue-clothed Taoist priest received a message from the sword slave that Li Haoyang was about to leave the building, which made him puzzled. You must know that for any cultivator, so many cultivation books are an absolute treasure.

You must know that picking out a book in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and throwing it out at random is enough to disturb the entire cultivation world, and there is definitely a large-scale bloody storm.

Hearing the question of the blue-clothed Taoist priest, Li Haoyang's face was relaxed, and he smiled lightly without explaining.

Seeing Li Haoyang's free momentum, the blue-clothed Taoist priest suddenly thought of another possibility, and exclaimed, "You... You won't be all. ”