"Huh?"

When his gaze fell on the next jade slip, Fang Nan was slightly stunned and let out a soft sigh. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Unlike others, this jade slip turned out to be pale gold, and it looked a little shabby, and it was not conspicuous among the many jade slips buried before, so Fang Nan didn't notice it for the first time.

Gently took the jade slip, Fang Nan flipped his palm and pasted it in front of his forehead, and his divine sense moved slightly, and it was infiltrated.

A tattered map suddenly appeared in his sea of knowledge.

The map is several zhang long, and the drawings on it are extremely broad, and according to the general outline, Fang Nan can easily judge that this is the local map of Jiazhou.

The content in the picture is also extremely detailed, not to mention the major mountains and rivers, mortal cities, and the locations of many well-known immortal cultivation sects, and even those top immortal cultivation families who are independent are also marked.

His gaze gradually moved downward, but Fang Nan was slightly stunned, probably because of the coastal area of Jiazhou, this map also marked some of the terrain of the coastal sea and the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

In other words, some territories that should have been subordinate to the East China Sea Sword Sect also appeared in this map.

"Longhai Sect, Giant Sword Castle, Slashing Jiaomen...... Sure enough, they were all sects that they had never heard of before......"

As he was muttering in a low voice, Fang Nan seemed to suddenly notice something, and his divine sense suddenly fell on a place near the sea, and when he saw the content of the label on it, his pupils instantly shrank, and his face became a little uncertain.

I saw that on an island about 300 miles from the shore, there were three pale blue characters written "Luan Mu Sect", and judging from the power situation and additional markings around it, it was a huge existence that was regarded by the person who made the map as being on a par with a big sect like the White Maple Valley of the Yuqing Sect!

"It turns out that this sect has moved overseas, no wonder I haven't heard of them in the past few years......"

Fang Nan suddenly opened his eyes, and a faint cold glint flashed in his eyes.

After he fought with the monk surnamed Wu a few years ago, he was naturally extremely concerned about the whereabouts of the Luan Mu Sect, firstly, because Fang Nan had several grudges with the disciples of the Luan Mu Sect, Bai Lin, the disciple of the head of the Luan Mu Sect, and the young man surnamed Wu, who was the son of the elder of Jiedan, were all lost in his hands, and he didn't want to be inexplicably approached by the other party's elders one day and die an unknown death.

The second is that this sect is also from the southeast with him, since it can transfer the entire sect to the Great Zhou through the ancient teleportation array, then there must be a means to go back, for this, Fang Nan is also quite concerned, after all, he also moved the idea of waiting for his cultivation to become a great success and the war in the southeast has subsided.

However, after inquiring a few times with some means, Fang Nan was unable to get the slightest useful information, and when he communicated with his fellow disciples on weekdays, he had never heard anyone mention this sect, which made him wonder if Luan Mu Sect had secretly changed its name and found a remote place to recover.

Of course, after seeing this picture today, the doubts in his heart naturally disappeared.

"Luan Mu Sect ......"

Fang Nan thought silently for a while, then shook his head and retracted his thoughts.

Putting down the jade slip for the time being, he checked the remaining ones one by one.

And the result was not surprising, in the last jade slips, he found nothing of value.

After looking up at the sky outside the window, Fang Nan didn't continue to delay on the second floor, and directly stepped on the stairs on the third floor.

............

When the sun was setting in the west and the whole world was completely darkened, in front of the shadow wall on the first floor of the Library Pavilion, the white-haired old man slowly put down the jade slip in his hand, looked at the staircase leisurely, and said slowly:

"It's getting dark, my old man is going back to the cave to rest, and if there are a few who haven't come out, hurry up and give the old man down. ”

His voice was not too loud, but it spread quietly and silently, instantly resounding in every corner of the entire library pavilion.

A moment later, three or four monks hurried downstairs from above, and after respectfully bidding farewell to the white-haired old man, they stepped out of the door of the library one after another.

After waiting for a while, the white-haired old man stood up casually, and was about to check again if there were still people in the building, when a handsome young man in a satin blue robe slowly paced down the stairs with a frown, and in his hand, there were three jade slips.

Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man's eyebrows trembled slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

The person who came was Fang Nan, seeing the white-haired old man looking at him, he settled down, and after bowing, he respectfully handed the jade slip in his hand to the white-haired old man, and said in a deep voice: "This is the jade slip that the younger generation wants to copy, and please take a look at the senior." ”

"What's better than the purpose, here's three blank jade slips, pay thirty spirit stones, and copy them yourself." The white-haired old man glanced at Fang Nan, lazily threw over three pale cyan jade slips, and waved his hand.

Fang Nan secretly relaxed when he heard this, and after saying yes, he took out thirty spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to the other party, while he took one of the blank jade slips, pasted it on his forehead, closed his eyes, and fell silent.

The white-haired old man on the side, seeing Fang Nan handing over a full thirty spirit stones so happily, put away the spirit stones with a smile, and sighed: "So many spirit stones are taken out without blinking your eyelids, it seems that you kid is among the foreign affairs disciples, and he is also a small rich man, and the other disciples come over, that is, they like to read books on the second floor, and if they really want to copy the content of the jade slip, few of them can afford it." ”

These words fell on Fang Nan's ears, making his heart move slightly, but because he couldn't be distracted by copying the contents of the jade slip, he didn't speak immediately.

Although there were a lot of things in the three jade slips, they were nothing to Fang Nan, whose divine sense was comparable to that of a peak qi refining cultivator, so it only took half a cup of tea for him to complete the copying and return the original three jade slips to the past.

The white-haired old man bowed his head slightly, and when he saw Fang Nan put away the jade slip, he also slowly walked outside the counter, and said boredly: "Since the copy is done, let's go out, the old man is also leaving." ”

Fang Nan didn't leave immediately, and after hesitating for a while, he arched his hand and asked, "What is the reason why Senior Uncle Fang Cai said that those disciples like to go to the second floor to read books?

"Huh?"

The white-haired old man stopped, turned his head to look at him, looked him up and down for a long time, and then rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, otherwise why do you think the old man is putting so many old books there? Not to mention the Qi refining disciples, even the old man likes it very much, otherwise, if you stay in the mountains all year round, you are all in retreat and cultivation, wouldn't you go crazy?"