Shi Dong and the others were talking in the living room, when they suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and four people walked out from behind the screen. Behind him were three men, one with a sharp beak and a lewd appearance, one burly like a big bear, a head taller than Mao Feifei, and the last one was a young girl with dark and deep eyes, giving people a mysterious feeling.

The four of them were all dressed in black robes embroidered with blood-red skeletons, and as soon as they walked out, they immediately exuded a murderous aura, which made everyone feel in good spirits.

Seeing that the white-faced young man bowed his hand, he smiled slightly: "Hello senior brothers, sitting down and forgetting the peak Hou Fang, it is the thirty-second personal disciple newly accepted by Yin Lao Zu. There was a delay in making everyone wait here, sorry, sorry. ”

Saying that, he bowed to the Quartet to apologize, and said: "This time, the disciples of each peak can come to visit my head of the lineage, and fortunately, I will entertain you with a few senior brothers and sisters." ”

Speaking of which, he introduced the three people beside him to everyone one by one, the sharp-beaked monkey's name was Ji Wuyi, this person's small eyes were dishonestly slipping around on the female disciples, and more fell on Tian Yiyi, who was covered with a veil, and his eyes showed great interest.

This rude behavior made Shi Dong extremely unhappy, for fear that Tian Yiyi would not be able to suppress his temper and cause trouble, so he quickly glanced at her, and saw that she seemed to have not seen it, and behaved indifferently, but Shi Dong intuitively felt that Tian Yiyi had already moved to kill, and he was afraid that he would try to kill this rude Ji useless at the first opportunity.

"Hey, this 'chicken is useless' is going to be unlucky! Who is it bad to provoke, you dare to provoke Miss Tian, hum, you are afraid that you will die somehow, right?" Shi Dong sneered in his heart.

As for the burly Xiong Dali and the dark-eyed Yu Xiaoyu, they behaved decently, not as indebted as this Ji Wufu, but followed Hou Fang silently.

Shi Dong couldn't help muttering secretly, I heard that the leading monk of the five-person group of Za Forget Peak was called Yang Ming, and this person had already stepped into the foundation building period with half a foot. And the bloody magic skill practiced horizontally is extremely powerful, but this time I didn't come out in person, and I don't know what kind of mystery is being done.

As for the four people who have come out, their cultivation is similar to Shi Dong. Or a little higher, if Shi Dong secretly thinks that if he fights alone, Ji Wufu and Xiong Dali may not be a big problem, but this Hou Fang and Yu Xiaoyu are not easy to say, and the momentum of the two of them is a little strange.

Considering that Yang Ming did not appear, it seems that the odds of winning on this side are not great, and even the possibility of losing is very high, so he couldn't help frowning secretly, thinking that it is impossible for the master not to know such a gap in strength, but he still strongly demands that his side must win. I don't know why.

Not to mention Shi Dong's thoughts, after Hou put some opening remarks, he led everyone to the library pavilion and began the first stop of everyone's visit to Zawangfeng.

In this way, in addition to sitting on the peak. The other four-peak monks suddenly perked up and followed Hou Fang with full attention, because the biggest purpose of everyone visiting Zawang Peak was to see the Library Pavilion and the Treasure Pavilion, and I heard that these two places concentrated the secrets and treasures accumulated by the Demon Demon Sect over the years, and they were usually not open to other peaks, because this was the privilege of the head of the sect.

Therefore, the ancestors of the other peaks have to compete for the position of the head of the sect, so that the disciples of the sect can occupy the resources of the head of the line. However, for the sake of balance, the disciples of the other peaks could come to the Library Pavilion and the Treasure Pavilion with their ancestors' prayers, but they had to pay a high fee for access, so this time everyone came to sit on the Forgotten Peak, so they would cherish this opportunity so much.

Soon, everyone came to the door of the library. When you look up, you will see an antique five-storey small building standing in front of you, with vermilion pillars, doors and windows, and three ancient seal characters on the gilded plaque "Library Pavilion", which is magnificent and simple. It makes people awe at first sight.

There were two black-robed monks standing at the door, both of whom were in the foundation building period, holding a mourning stick in front of the door. Seeing Hou Fang and his party coming, they immediately cried and stopped the way, and one of them shouted: "Who is here?

Hou Fang stepped forward and saluted, took out a black token from his sleeve and showed it to the two, and said with a smile: "Hello two senior brothers, in Xia Hou Fang, hold the ancestor's hand, and lead the disciples of the other peaks to the library to have a look, and hope to give way." ”

After the man finished inspecting the token with an expressionless face, he waved his hand and said coldly: "The token is correct, you only have three hours to visit, and if you don't come out after the overtime, don't blame me for being polite!"

Looking at this solemn atmosphere, everyone didn't dare to say much, for fear of causing trouble and being kicked out, wouldn't they miss this great opportunity, even the grumpy Tong Sledgehammer didn't dare to squeak, and quietly led the monk of the Red Refining Peak into the library pavilion.

When it was the turn of Yunwu Peak, Shi Dong was secretly a little worried, firstly, he was afraid that Tian Yiyi's identity as a demon girl would be discovered, and secondly, the eldest brother Mao Feifei was lying on the recliner, and the skeleton butterfly was pushed below, and the other party wanted to stop him and look for trouble.

Who knew that the two foundation monks guarding the door were like clay carvings and wood sculptures, standing on both sides of the door and ignoring them, but it made people feel worried, and Shi Dong turned his heart sideways, since you are not looking for trouble, then I simply pretended to be confused, and walked into it with the people of Yunwu Peak with my head held high.

As soon as he entered it, Shi Dong couldn't help but be stunned, and saw a huge circular space appear in front of him, hundreds of zhang square, rows of bookshelves full of books, neatly placed in front, at first glance, it felt three or four times larger than the library of Yunwu Peak.

The interior is beautifully decorated, with dark red curtains hanging from the ceiling and soft lighting on the stone pillars standing around, making people feel calm at first glance, and naturally want to sit down and read a book in hand.

Sure enough, at this moment, there were already quite a few monks inside, either holding books in their hands and reading carefully, or sitting upright on the side of the tea house, holding jade slips on their foreheads, closing their eyes and meditating, or slowly pacing through the mountain of books with their hands behind their backs, or talking in a low voice with their companions.

The atmosphere at the scene was quiet and orderly, so that Shi Dong couldn't wait to take a look at those books, and everyone's faces also showed excitement, among them, Zhang Xu, the yellow-faced monk who asked Dao Feng, was the most urgent, stretched his neck and eyes to look straight at the bookshelf, showing that he was a bookworm, and he was already crazy when he saw so many books.

Hou Fang smiled slightly, led everyone to a place that seemed to be managed, an old man in a gray robe with a dry face greeted him, and after glancing at everyone coldly, he whispered to Hou Fang, and said uncontrollably: "The first three disciples of each peak are free to observe, and the remaining two need to pay 1000 sect contribution points, check the books and pay according to the price, and pay ten times the amount for copying." Book thieves have their eyes gouged out and their hands chopped off as punishment!"