"There's news of Su Yi. ”

Seeing the news that there was no Kun on the Xun Stone, Yang Pan was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that Yang Pan and the people around him would not believe it, and Xun Shi then added a sentence: "...... I'm on the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion. ”

Yang Pan was silent for a long time before he sent a sentence: "Wait for me." ”

-

Kun Wu hadn't seen such an active Scripture Pavilion for a long time.

As the embodiment of the great leader who led Kunlun out of World War II, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is indeed an existence with its own ideas.

When Kun Wu finished talking with the succubus and Wuji and the others, he opened the door and stepped into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, which only made him stunned for a moment.

Then froze.

It was full of books, and he almost thought he had come to Sonan's library before it was burned.

"The second floor?" he froze.

Before he could figure out why the Scripture Pavilion would take him to the second floor, the books in front of him suddenly began to rotate, and the shelves began to move rapidly in front of him, and finally stopped in front of him a somewhat yellowed bookshelf, which looked like it had not been taken care of for a long time.

Kun looked at the half-finger-thick dust above, and subconsciously covered his nose.

...... It seems that for a long time, this bookshelf was not very valued by the Scripture Pavilion.

The scrolls on the bookshelf underwent a new round of sorting in front of Kun Wu, and the last thing that appeared in front of Kun Wu was a whole bookshelf of scrolls arranged in a certain order, suspended in front of Kun Wu.

Kun Wu stretched out his hand to grasp the book closest to him, and reached out for his divine sense, but he had already accepted the content on the scroll in an instant.

"Three people?" he opened his eyes, a little puzzled, and then his powerful divine sense swept through all the scrolls, and found that they were all recorded with the names and lives of some people.

In order to avoid losing some information, he even swept through everyone's Spiritual Root Opportunity content.

Suffice it to say, there is nothing in common.

The spiritual roots are different, and even some people are mortals, and the opportunities are even different, and there are even dolls who died at birth......

The difference between these people is so great that Kun Wu almost thinks that the other party is playing tricks on himself.

He could only cautiously ask, "These are ......"

The scroll full of eyes paused, and then realized something, the scroll began to move again in front of Kun Wu, and finally combined into two huge words in mid-air: "Seeking Immortals." ”

- Seeking immortals.

This information can be said to be very big, it can be the Immortal Cliff, it can be said to be a certain big guy who is wandering around Kyushu in a Loli shell, or it can be said to be some kind of belief, and it can even be traced back to the person who left these two words under the Immortal Cliff a long time ago.

Kun Wu slowly furrowed his brows.

He thought about it for a long time before he finally figured out a clue.

Slowly but surely, he spit out a name: "—Su Yi." ”

All of the above is closely related to this person.

All the scrolls nodded slowly but firmly.

-

"Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" Knowing Kun Wu's words, Shen Yifeng showed a blank look, and his first reaction was, "I won't go to Kunlun." ”

Yang Pan took back the signal stone and smiled: "Who said you were going to Kunlun?"

He had been to the Scripture Pavilion many times, and he was slowly becoming familiar with the special features in it.

He looked around, came to a closed door, pushed it open casually, and Shen Yifeng hurriedly spoke: "Feel free to enter ......"

Then he froze.

In front of the three of them was no longer an ordinary house, but a huge study, and Kun Wuzheng, who had summoned them, was dragging a scroll and pondering something.

“...... It's not good to leave someone's house......"

Yang Pan couldn't help but laugh: "If others knew that the legendary demon clan was so positive, wouldn't they be frightened?"

Listening to the voice behind him, Kun Wu waved his hand and beckoned the three of them to come forward: "Come on, come on, sort out these things......"

...... Yang Pan was still confused, and in the blink of an eye, Kun Wu lost seven or eight scrolls, and even Shen Yifeng and Meng Po lost several scrolls in their hands.

"Sort out what?" Shen Yifeng asked subconsciously.

Kun Wu turned around and looked at him, and smiled thoughtfully: "Probably, it's a Su Yi......

Shen Yifeng keenly grasped the point of this sentence, and his divine sense immediately swept over these scrolls, as if there was really a Su Yi hidden inside.

Yang Pan couldn't help but stroke his forehead, he thought for a while and asked, "How do you sort this out?"

Kun Wu raised his eyebrows with his back to the two, if he knew how to sort out a Su Yi, would he still find a way to find foreign aid?

However, these obviously could not be discovered by the three of them, so he could only pretend to be deep and said, "...... Feel free to look for the hidden details. ”

——Since he said the word Su Yi, the boss of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion has directly thrown him here, okay? Not to mention the method, he doesn't even know what the relationship between the life recorded on these scrolls is related to Su Yi, okay!

Fortunately, he is very skilled in pretending to be a ghost, and he guarantees that no one here except Yang Pan and Meng Po can see his weakness.

- Okay, as long as you can fool Shen Yifeng.

Yang Pan raised his eyebrows.

He glanced at Meng Po and Shen Yifeng, the former raised his eyebrows like him, while the latter closed his eyes, as if he was really moving at will......

- Innocent and cute demon classmate.

...... This big fat guy in front of you is fooling you at all!

He turned his head and thought about it, and suddenly threw the scroll in his hand into the sky, closed his eyes, and let the cold and cool scroll slap indiscriminately on his face.

He reached out and grabbed the scroll that had smashed into his face, and swung it triumphantly towards the stunned two.

"As a chosen person, you should have the consciousness of the chosen one, and the feeling of smashing your face with this kind of material is really cool......"

Shen Yifeng glanced at him, and suddenly said lightly: "It's really ...... What a thick face......"

Yang Pan: "...... Little madman, you're bad at learning. ”

Meng Po thought for a while, put the scroll in her hand in front of her, swept it away, and took out one of the scrolls at random.

Yang Pan's eyes looked over, Meng Po shook the scroll in her hand and said, "I rely on intuition, a woman's intuition ......"

Shen Yifeng: "...... I really can't learn this. ”

As the chosen son who was spurned by Destiny, Shen Yifeng couldn't let fate choose for him like Yang Pan, let alone have a woman's intuition, so he ......

Roll by volume of his resignation began to look.

All he can rely on is his obsession with Su Yi.

Kun Wu propped his hands on the table and frowned, Yang Pan's words reminded him, maybe ...... Is there another way?

On the other side, Yang Pan had already opened the scroll in his hand and read it out loud:

"Name: Jing Rong, Gender: Male, Year of Birth and Death: ......"