"Master, I, I'm ......" Chen Hui lowered his head, "For some reason, the martial soul enters the weapon, and I fail every time......"

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"Chen Hui, you are the first one among the senior brothers to form a condensation, this martial soul is not a difficult task, why are you stuck here and unable to break through? Ao Yuntian asked strangely.

Chen Hui plucked up the courage and explained in detail the anomaly he encountered. Of course, no one knows about the fact that the martial soul can pretend to be grimace and twist his ass......

Ao Yuntian frowned slightly when he heard the question.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation. Martial soul entry is not a difficulty at all, even if the qualifications are poor, it will not be like this.

Ao Yuntian pondered for a moment, puzzled at all, and said, "Chen Hui, this situation of yours rarely happens, and I have never seen it as a teacher. I'll ask the elders later, because it's about your future. The library pavilion of Beidouya is under my jurisdiction, and it happens to be in the Tianshu Palace, if you are free, you can also go to the library to check it out, maybe there will be a harvest. ”

Chen Hui nodded.

At noon that day, Chen Hui really went to the library of the Tianshu Palace.

This library pavilion is on an extremely wide platform in the back mountain, not so much a library pavilion, but a library tower, which is towering into the sky, seven or eight stories high, and the area of each floor is extremely broad. It is said that most of the Beidouya collection is located here.

Entering the library pavilion, Chen Hui walked up the stairs and toured all the floors, his eyes widened, and he looked at the vast world of books in surprise:

On the shelves in rows and rows, there are all kinds of books, which are placed in different categories, about medicine, about words, about anecdotes, about cultivation experience, about depicting formations, about various fighting skills, and even old books on runes that are rarely seen.

A large part of the books on cultivation were handwritten—the predecessors who had been in the establishment of the Beidouya had summed up their own cultivation experience and put them in the library pavilion. Maybe it's because every time you enter the Library Pavilion, you have to apply for the consent of the hall masters first, and the distance between the Big Dipper Seven Halls is not close, all of this is a little troublesome. With such good conditions, the vast majority of people only pay attention to their current practice progress, and rarely come here to read books. With so many books, Chen Hui is the first time I've seen them. He cried out happily, and threw himself into the stacks of books, and searched them carefully.

It is extremely difficult to find the answer to a question in the vast sea of books. Every time he opens a book, Chen Hui will first look at its table of contents to get a general idea of the content of the book, and then sift through it, and if it has nothing to do with Chen Hui's current situation, then Chen Hui will open the next one.

In this way, a whole afternoon passed, Chen Hui was already tired and dizzy, but he still had no clue and got nothing. He sat at a square table for reading, a little deflated, and was about to put the books in his hand back to their places one by one and leave the place, when he vaguely heard a voice from outside the library cabinet.

"Senior Brother Chu, Senior Brother Hou, last time you two knew that I was in Yuqing Pond, and you didn't tell them when you changed shifts, and the result was ...... It's hurt me so badly, senior brother, this time to deal with Chen Hui, you have to listen to my command with full authority, do you hear?!"

This voice is very beautiful, but it is very familiar, Chen Hui was shocked: Isn't this an ice spirit?

With a creak, the door to the library opened.

The faint sunlight in the evening shone in, shining on the soft lines of Bingling, and the pretty face that could be broken was gilded with gold edges, which was extremely beautiful. Her big dexterous eyes turned, and she saw Chen Hui at a glance, revealing two small dimples, smiling slightly, and ran over first, shouting loudly: "Chen Hui, Chen Hui! I heard that you can't enter the martial spirit, I brought Grandpa Qingyang to see you!"

Chen Hui glanced at Bing Ling, and was a little stunned by this girl's beauty, and then came back to his senses and turned his head: "Hmph, gloating?"

This guy really hates it, and when he heard that he couldn't enter the exorcism realm, he ran over and fell into the well, and brought so many people, what is his intention?

When Bing Ling heard Chen Hui say this, his face showed doubt, and then he suddenly came to his senses, pouted angrily, stomped his feet, and said angrily: "Chen-Hui! Miss Ben came to see you because she was pitiful." I also specially invited Grandpa Qingyang to help you take a look......"

At this time, with a "creak", the door of the library was blown slowly turned, and then a loud "bang" was heard, and it opened suddenly, and suddenly the cold wind poured in.

Chen Hui stood up, and his voice came with the wind: "I'm sorry, please go back." ”

"What...... What?!How dare you drive me away?" Bing Ling bit his lip and said angrily: "I, Bing Ling, came over with good intentions, this time you have to agree and agree, and if you don't agree, you have to agree!"

"If you don't agree, you don't agree, what can you do with me?" Chen Hui glanced at Bing Ling, and his cold expression was undoubtedly revealed.

"Senior Brother Chu, Senior Brother Hou!" Bing Ling shouted, "Hold him down for me!"

I don't know why, after hearing that Chen Hui was easily promoted, but couldn't step into the realm of exorcism, she was worried for no reason, and under the ghost's mission, she actually invited Grandpa Qingyang to come to see Chen Hui, who knew that this hateful guy still didn't appreciate it!

Senior Brother Chu and Senior Brother Hou looked at each other awkwardly, and finally reluctantly dodged, came to Chen Hui's side, and grabbed Chen Hui's arm. Chen Hui dodged and struggled, but the two senior brothers were much better than Chen Hui in terms of body skills and fists and feet, and after two or three strokes, they twisted their arms and pressed them on the table.

"Hehe......" Bing Ling jumped up in front of Chen Hui and said proudly: "Chen Hui, you are stubborn, don't you like to let people roll, why can't you move?" Speaking of this, Bing Ling's face sank, and he said sharply: "You have to remember, what Miss Ben wants to do, no one has ever been able to stop it! Grandpa Qingyang, hurry up!"

"It's coming, it's coming. Elder Qingyang stepped forward helplessly, his fingers poked out like lightning, clasped Chen Hui's wrist, closed his eyes and thought quietly.

However, after feeling Chen Hui's pulse, Elder Qingyang's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"How's it going?" Ice Spirit's voice seemed a little apprehensive.

"There is a bridge between the souls, and when the bridge is broken, the souls do not communicate with each other, and the path of cultivation is broken. Elder Qingyang let go of his fingers and sighed.

"What do you mean...... then," Ice Spirit asked, her eyes wide, flashing.

"That's right, Chen Hui can't go any further. Elder Qingyang said helplessly, "It is already commendable that he has been able to cultivate to the point where he is now...... It's a pity that the spiritual root is useless. ”

The three words "It's wasted" came out of Elder Qingyang's mouth, and it was extremely heavy, like a heavy hammer cutting his heart, and the corners of Chen Hui's eyes were filled with tears.

The two senior brothers' two hands that held Chen Hui were also loosened at this time, and Chen Hui turned around, his face as dead as ashes.

He looked up, only to find a pretty face that was just as depressed, and those eyes that had lost their minds. Chen Hui suddenly felt that the ice spirit in front of him didn't seem to be so annoying at this time, so he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly.

Then, Chen Hui's gaze fell on Elder Qingyang and the two senior brothers, arched his hand, and then strode away without looking back.

The evening sun shone in again, much darker than before.

The door of the library was clanging in the wind.

Bing Ling bit his lower lip, raised his little head, and looked at Chen Hui's distant back, not knowing what he was thinking......