Nangong Castle is as prosperous as ever.

The majestic city walls, the endless flow of people, the guards, the guards patrolling the city, the old but vibrant buildings exude an ancient atmosphere, and the famous ancient city with a long history has never lacked vitality.

Xiu Yu came to the city again, the last time he said goodbye, it has been more than two months, and I don't know if Nangong Ruoxi still remembers him, and that hateful demon Lori, this time, it is to settle the grievances.

Xiuyu asked himself if he was not the one who would be avenged, but at the beginning, the demon Lori indiscriminately injured him, instigated his subordinates to beat him, was dragged over the mountains and mountains by the carriage, the pain of flesh and skin rubbing, flesh and blood flying, he remembered it vividly, this kind of gratuitous hatred, not everyone can forget.

Now that his cultivation has returned, the power of the fourth order of qi refining is enough to suppress a little girl who is still the third order of qi refining.

Last time, I was seriously injured and in a coma, and I was inexplicably taken to the city by a carriage, and after that, I was wandering and healing for a month, and I didn't know Nangong City well at all. As soon as Xiuyu entered the city gate, he began to look at and observe the buildings and landforms in the city.

After reading it all the way, Xiu Yu shook his head again and again, and a complex feeling of emotion was born.

Nangong City existed when he once was, but things are not people, the years have changed, although the Nangong City building at this time is ancient, but it is no longer the style of the past.

Every brick and tile in the city has long since passed the washing of the years, the architectural style is completely different, and the structure of the city is not what it once was.

However, what made Xiuyu feel familiar was that the majestic snow-capped mountain still existed. The perennial snow in Nangong Castle has not changed, and it seems that the snow-capped mountain has become the symbol of Nangong Castle, and the snow-capped mountain does not fall, and Nangong Castle stands tall.

A day later, Xiuyu found an inn and stayed there.

Money is a necessity of life, and when he was in Bamboo Forest and Xiaoliu Town, he found himself some copper coins and money tickets.

In the inn, Xiao Er arranged a room for Xiuyu.

After giving Xiao Er a meal, Xiu Yu grabbed Xiao Er and asked the purpose of this trip: "Little Er, where can I read historical books or learn about books about cultivators in Nangong City?"

Xiao Er looked at him suspiciously, and didn't speak, but his hand made a movement.

Xiu Yu smiled at the corner of his mouth, took out a few copper coins from his arms, handed them to Xiao Er, and saw Xiao Er's eyebrows open.

"Guest, you must have come from out of town. Xiao Er asked with a low smile.

Xiuyu did not answer noncommittally.

Inquire about the news and collect money to do things. No matter where they were, the people in the inn and the neighborhood were the ones who knew best what was going on in the local area, and Xiao Er quickly replied, "If you want to say that you can see historical books or books about cultivators, there really is such a place in Nangong City, and the scale is not small. ”

When Xiuyu heard this, he cheered up, is there really such a place?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with coming to Nangong Castle!

He looked at Xiao Er and waited for Xiao Er to continue.

Xiao Er coughed twice, suddenly suppressed his voice, lowered his head and bowed to Xiuyu's ear, his movements seemed to be repeated countless times, and the god chattered: "There is a place called the Book Pavilion in the extreme south of Nangong City, where there are some ancient books that are hundreds or even thousands of years old, there are historical records about Nangong City, there are some major events that happened, and there are also some related records with cultivators......"

"Really?" Xiu Yu's face was happy.

If there is such a place, then he really has to go, now the world has long changed, many things are not what they used to be, the only way to understand about this world is to read books, and the cultivators, whether it is a qi refiner or a cultivator, in the course of the years, it is inevitable that some changes will occur, and now he must understand these things, otherwise in the coming days, many things will be difficult to deal with.

Xiao Er showed a hesitant expression on his face, "It's true, it's just that this place is too strictly guarded, and it is the foundation of Nangong City, which records the history of Nangong City for hundreds of years, and also collects many rare books." The book pavilion is built by several major families in Nangong City, under normal circumstances, people can not go in, only every once in a while, will be fixed and open for people to see. ”

"And the time for each reading is only half a quarter of an hour, which is quite scarce, and is generally only used when it is necessary to deliberately check certain records. ”

Xiu Yu was stunned, feeling a little strange, the book pavilion was built to not let people read it, so what's the use?

He asked Xiao Er, "Since you want to build a book pavilion, why do you restrict people from reading it?"

Xiao Er explained: "In fact, most of the books are available in some families in Nangong City, or merchant families, and the establishment of the Book Pavilion itself is to record the history of South Palace City, but the things contained in it are too rich - the Book Pavilion is actually dispensable for the people of Nangong City, after all, no major events have happened in Nangong City for a hundred years, and people are too lazy to accept some remote things, as for the things of cultivators, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are even more obscure, so over time, the Book Pavilion has become a symbolic symbol." ”

Xiu Yu nodded, and after thinking for a while, he asked again, "Then how often is this book pavilion opened?"

This Xiao Er replied quickly, but Xiu Yu couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard it.

Once every six months, only half an hour at a time! It's only been about two months since the last time the library was opened.

It's been too long, and the time he can watch is too short, he can't afford to wait.

"Is there any way to get into the library early?" he asked.

Xiao Er shook his head, "Unless your status is noble, you will generally not make an exception for people to enter." ”

Xiu Yu frowned, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing that Xiao Er seemed to be a little impatient, he let him leave.

"Library... Looks like we'll have to take a look. Xiuyu said in a low voice.

Before dawn on the second day, Xiu Yu went out of the inn, and according to the route Xiao Er said, he saw a golden tower in the south.

The tower has nine floors, and when viewed from a distance, it is resplendent and shining.

Xiu Yu stood at the corner of the alley, and sure enough, he saw two guards guarding him, and at the same time, every once in a while, there would be patrolling guards walking by.

"There are really people guarding it, and there must be a lot of secret books in the tower, so I have to find a way to sneak in. ”

Xiu Yu groaned to himself, and after carefully observing the nine-story tower, he quietly left.

Back at the inn, Xiuyu meditated in the house.

Xuan Gong operated, wisps of air flowed on his body, and as his breathing was suppressed, the sound of flowing water came from the hundreds of limbs, and the spiritual power of refining qi flowed in an orderly manner in his body.

It wasn't until dusk came that Xiu Yu opened his eyes and ended his cultivation.

He went to the streets and alleys, bought a set of nocturnal black clothes, and then bought some smoked herbs and smoke in several herb shops.

When he returned to the inn, he immediately mixed the smoke and smoked grass and grinded it together to make a drowsy powder, then changed his clothes and waited for darkness to fall.

As the time passed, Xiu Yu quietly walked out of the inn and blended into the night.

As night approached, the streets and alleys were deserted, and a dark shadow stalked secretly on the rooftops and corners.

Nangong Castle is a unique ancient city, because there is a towering snow-capped mountain outside the city, so the night of Nangong Castle is very bright, most of the city is reflected in the snow-white light, even in the dead of night, you can see a long way as day.

Xiu Yu was afraid that someone would see it, so after sneaking out of the inn, he kept sneaking in a hidden place.

Soon, he searched all the way south and saw a strange tower in the city that emitted golden light.

The Library, on a snowy night, glowed with golden light.

Xiuyu hid his figure, lowered his breathing, and kept an eye on the guards and patrols.

During the day, he had carefully observed, and the patrols would pass by every two hours, and the guards would only be replaced when they were eating and resting.

After waiting quietly for a short time, after the patrol left again, a sound of wild cats suddenly sounded at night, and a stone fell at the feet of the two guards not far away, and with the moment the two guards were distracted, Xiuyu was like a gust of night wind, spilling a cloud of powder, and before the guards could react, they fainted and fell to the ground.

Xiu Yu immediately found the key on the guard, opened the door of the library and entered, and quickly closed it.

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