Yan Yinzhi resigned herself to picking up the book, and before she knew it, she was fascinated.

Just as she was reading the seventy-eighth book, she finally saw something that surprised her.

Yan Yinzhi looked at the cover, "Demon God Record...... Could it be that last time, it was really plotted by the people of the demon clan? Could it really be that dog thing of the demon king?"

Thinking of this, Yan Yinzhi looked at the contents of the book again.

Soul Destroying Ding, the Demon God Batian Natal Demon Weapon. Later, it was destroyed by the god Zhuqing, and the magic weapon was destroyed.

"Zhuqing? Yan Yinzhi muttered to herself. As soon as his eyelids were raised, he saw the black face of the fairy stick that suddenly appeared, and he immediately gasped in fright.

"What are you doing!

Zhulu, "You just said, Zhuqing, this name soil?"

"Dirt, dirt doesn't pull a few. Yan Yinzhi raised her eyebrows.

Zhulu's face sank a little, "You say it again." ”

Yan Yinzhi was puzzled, but repeated it anyway. Immediately afterwards, the Demon God Record in his hand directly turned into ashes.

"...... "What is Nima doing, "I haven't finished reading it yet! I finally saw a book about demon magic weapons, and you just ruined it for me?"

Zhulu had a calm face, and his thin lips were pursed.

"What's crazy...... Yan Yinzhi muttered in a low voice, what's wrong with the fairy stick, I said Zhu Qing didn't talk about him, it's really ...... No, could it be that this god Zhuqing and the fairy stick have an adulterous relationship?

Thinking of this, Yan Yinzhi immediately became interested and raised her eyebrows, "Fairy stick, that bamboo green, does it have a leg with you?"

With a "boom", the books that were originally piled on the ground were instantly burned by a fire.

...... Yan Yinzhi looked at all this dumbfounded, raised her finger and pointed at the deer, and was speechless for a long time.

Zhulu's eyes flashed, and for some reason, when she heard her name Tu, she didn't control her emotions.

After a long time, Yan Yinzhi gritted his teeth and said, "You...... I...... What the hell do you want to do!"

Zhulu knew that he was wrong, and said lightly: "I can't find anything in these books." ”

"Heh, I've already found you and said I can't find out, you liared to the ghost, I believe you and I are ......" pig.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhulu, "The Soul Slayer Ding is just an ordinary magic weapon, how can it hide from my eyes?"

"......" Yan Yinzhi, "Then you know that you can't find anything, why do you want me to read it? I have read dozens of books, and you actually told me that it is useless, are you the devil?" This is the excuse why he burned the book!

"You're so stupid, shouldn't you have more knowledge?" said Zhulu with squinting eyes.

In a word, Yan Yinzhi's clenched fist was so angry that he put it down and clenched it, "I really poured mold for eight lifetimes before I met such an immortal stick as you." ”

Zhulu's face sank again, giving her face?

The air around him was getting colder and colder, Yan Yinzhi couldn't help but shiver, and even though he was using mana to protect his body, the cold still went straight into the cracks of his bones.

"I was wrong, I was wrong...... I was wrong!" Yan Yinzhi repeatedly said to forgiveness, ignoring the terrifying strength of the fairy stick for a while, "Brother, brother, don't let it go." ”

Brother, Zhulu sighed in her heart: Could it be that she remembered the events of the Holy Realm? No, it can't be, "What are you shouting?"

Looking at his face that was so heavy that he wanted to eat people, Yan Yinzhi swallowed his saliva, "Uncle, can you call your uncle?"

Zhulu's mind moved, and she withdrew the coercion: it turned out that she just shouted that word in passing. That's right, how could her cultivation break through my curse mark.

Zhu Lu gathered his thoughts, and with a movement of his mind, a book thicker than a Chinese dictionary was directly suspended in front of Yan Yinzhi.

Yan Yinzhi took it curiously, "Uncle, what is this?"

"What you're looking for, in there. ”

Yan Yinzhi twitched, what he meant was that he knew from the beginning that there was nothing I was looking for in the pile of books that he destroyed. He mean, he's been playing tricks on me?

It turns out that he has really been playing tricks on me, and I have found N reasons not to think about it in that direction!

Instantly became angry, "What do you mean?"

Zhulu glanced at her, "It's not interesting." ”

"It doesn't make sense for you to get so many books to show me and then tell me that I don't have what I'm looking for, right? Yan Yinzhi was angry, and for the first time, she was so angry that she wanted to blow someone's head.

"You're so stupid, read more books, there's a problem?"

"......" Yan Yinzhi was speechless, where did she see that the old lady was stupid, the old lady just didn't want to be more serious about many things.

Yan Yinzhi took a deep breath and pulled the corners of her mouth, "You promise you didn't fool me this time?"

Zhulu snorted coldly in his heart, and with a flick of his sleeves, the person had already arrived at the door.

It wasn't until the "bang" of the door that Yan Yinzhi came back to his senses.

sat on the ground and howled: "I'm going to provoke someone, I'm going home, I'm going home, I don't want to be in this shitty place!"

Whoever loves cultivating immortals will cultivate, I just want to return to my own world.

Thinking about it, Yan Yinzhi became more and more sad. It was the first time I was so depressed because I was homesick.

Yan Yinzhi wiped the tears on her face, lowered her eyes and looked at the book on the ground, was sad for a moment, gritted her teeth, took it and turned the first page.

This one in my hand is different from any of the books I read before. A simple word, Yan Yinzhi took ten minutes.

For a while, as if someone had given a fixed spell, his hands, feet and brain did not obey the call.

It wasn't until the entire content of the book was put into his mind that Yan Yinzhi regained control of his body. Suddenly he went limp, lying on the ground panting.

What kind of broken book did the fairy stick give, pit me......

After lying down for a while, Yan Yinzhi came to his senses, got up and opened the door of the library pavilion.

When I looked up, the sun was overhead.

"I don't know how long it's been. Yan Yinzhi said, raised his feet and walked out.

That book did have the information she wanted.

Yan Yinzhi recalled as he walked: The ancient magic weapon is a black long sword, which can be differentiated into seventy-two sub-swords, and only this one magic weapon is the form of a sword. It's just that when it was plotted, the sword wasn't black.

What's more, the dragon was destroyed by the Heavenly Ancestor tens of thousands of years ago, and it is impossible for it to still exist. It's just that Zhulu said that he had sensed the demonic energy, if it wasn't for the dragon, what was it?

Yan Yinzhi thought about it and didn't have a clue.

Before I knew it, I walked to the main hall.

"Sister!"

A shout interrupted Yan Yinzhi's train of thought, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a brown figure coming straight towards him.

Yan Yinzhi was shocked, turned to the side slightly, and the small figure fell directly to the ground, snorting.

"Baby, you ......" Before he could finish the rest of his words, he was interrupted by a white figure that came at a rapid pace.

"Baby, are you okay?" Xu Yannuo picked up the Red Flame Beast with a distressed face, "Did it hurt to fall?"

"......" Yan Yinzhi stood in place as if he had been struck by lightning, and the hand he was holding forgot to retract: Senior Brother Xu...... Red Flame Beast ...... They?

"???" is this really true?

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