After a night of hard work, Wang Xiaokan's "Water Injection Spell" was still hovering on the edge of the entry, and it was not as easy as the previous spells, and it was quickly handy, but it could also be related to his spiritual root.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaokan does not have the psychology of seeking pleasure, and he is very calm about this. Moreover, he felt that the more difficult the spell, the more powerful it was worth looking forward to.

"Maybe this spell will be the most powerful of all my spells, if I can't hold my breath now, won't I miss a big move?" Thinking like this, Wang Xiaokan felt that the motivation in his body had returned.

He opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, kicked away Dangkang, who was in a good dream, and went to the place where the bottles and cans were placed before and took out a bottle of Bigu Dan.

"Hey, without the delicious breakfast sent by the kite girl early in the morning, I'm really not used to it. Wang Xiaokan smiled and sighed.

He poured out a round soybean-sized brown Bigu Dan from the porcelain bottle, looked at it twice, and said, "Well, it looks good, it's round, it's quite cute, I just don't know how it tastes?"

Then, his face fell, he looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand a little speechlessly, and bared his teeth and said, "Isn't it?

Wang Xiaokan smacked his lips, not tasting the taste of this broken pill at all. "I said that why does Bigu Dan here produce so little, the feelings are because it is tasteless, and they are afraid that they will be disliked and unable to sell, so they do less, right?" he shook his head, thinking wildly.

"Master, I've said it all, let Sister Beauty come over to deliver the food, you don't want to let me, it's okay now, right?

Wang Xiaokan glared fiercely at a certain little pig who was saying cool words, and then he evoked a malicious smile, threw the porcelain bottle in his hand at Dangkang's feet, and said with a smile: "Oh, this is your ration for this month, hurry up and collect it." If you lose it, then you will starve to death. As he spoke, a few green vines were revealed.

This made Dang Kang, who wanted to argue, speechless and choked, and rolled around: "Master, I was wrong, woo woo......"

However, Wang Xiaokan didn't eat this set at all, he turned around and got a new set of clothes to change into, and walked out of the space energetically, leaving behind Dangkang's muttering of "calling you owe and making you not have a long memory".

When Wang Xiaokan entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he found that it was Uncle Xu, who had not been seen for a long time, who was sitting upright opposite the door. Wang Xiaokan bowed, he arched his hand to Uncle Xu, and planned to return to his position.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Xu, who had always ignored him, actually opened his mouth and asked this time, "I heard, did you follow him to the Yuelu Secret Realm?"

"Hehe, it's really 'good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles', it's only been a long time, how come everyone knows?" Wang Xiaokan scolded his mother in his heart, but he looked gentle and honest on his face, and smiled shyly: "Exactly." ”

He saw the change in Uncle Xu's complexion, and said, "The disciple went out on a mission this time, and by chance I heard someone talk about the matter of Yuelu Secret Realm, and I didn't find out clearly, so I rushed in. Fortunately, I met a few inner brothers, and this was a great blessing and a great life, and I picked up a life. ”

Seeing that Wang Xiaokan had said everything that should be said, Uncle Xu was a little helpless, so he could only give up the temptation, nodded and said: "Before the next action, you should weigh it clearly, otherwise, you will put your own life into it." ”

"Hmph, that's such a nice thing to say, next time you encounter a benefit, I'll see if you can do it without fighting or grabbing! The cultivation realm is a place to earn your life, and if everything depends on weighing, how can you still prove the Great Dao?" Wang Xiaokan said in his heart.

Although he thought so, he didn't dare to say it, so he could only hang his head, clench his fists and say: "Remember Uncle Xu's teachings, disciples don't dare to forget." ”

"Well, you go get busy. Uncle Xu waved his hand and sat down again, looking like he didn't plan to pay attention to him.

Wang Xiaokan was overjoyed, gave another salute, and hurried to his seat with brisk steps. As he walked, he was amazed.

"I thought that this Uncle Xu was going to get to the bottom of it, but I didn't expect to let me go after saying a few words. Hehe, who let Uncle Xu come to the temptation, this is too hasty, isn't it?" Wang Xiaokan sneered in his heart, but his face was not shocked, he sat upright, spread out the documents that he hadn't finished reading before, and read them with relish again.

After a few days of calm and calm in this way, Wang Xiaokan completely devoted himself to the sorting out of the documents, and did not even inquire about the follow-up of "Wandan Spectrum", let alone meet the relevant people, which made the people who were not very suspicious of him even more convinced that he had nothing to do with this matter, and took back the investigators one by one.

Wang Xiaokan didn't know about this.

Also, although his cultivation is the only one in the outer door, it is still too far behind those who are truly successful in cultivation, so how can he detect the hidden people around him?

On this day, Wang Xiaokan sorted out a disciple's notebook as always, but when he picked up the book, he felt a little strange.

"No, how is this book lighter than the others?" he checked again, convinced that it was not his delusion.

Although the weight of this book is not much lighter than other books, since Wang Xiaokan entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he has been dealing with these disciples' notes, and the books they use are all the same, and over time, his feel has been practiced.

Wang Xiaokan frowned, he picked up another book on the table and made a comparison, and found that the size and thickness of the two books were the same, but there were some deviations in weight.

"Could it be that there is any treasure hidden here?" Wang Xiaokan knocked on the table with his notebook, and his mind opened up for a moment, muttering to himself. As soon as he thought of this possibility, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he couldn't wait to find out the strangeness of this book immediately.

Wang Xiaokan first touched the book case and found that there was no difference, it was the parchment used by ordinary disciples to record. This kind of paper is a little thicker than ordinary paper, but he looked around, and found no traces of being manipulated or footed, so it shouldn't be here.

"Hmm, it's no longer in the bookcase, it's on a certain page inside?" Wang Xiaokan touched his nose, grinned, and raised his eyebrows.

He carefully flattened the entire notebook to see if there was a page that was not aligned, or if there was a page that stood out, but he found nothing.