"Xiao Luo."
Zhong Wen cleared his throat, trying to sound gentle, "You have been following me for three days, and I take good care of you every day. Even if you have been soaked in a poisonous vat, you should have recovered, right?"
"Not even close." Luo Qingfeng replied lightly, "Also, don't call me Xiao Luo, I'm older than you."
"Is it really okay?"
Zhong Wen looked at Luo Qingfeng, who had fair skin and no trace of blackness on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "I forgot to mention, my medical skills are quite good, do you want to diagnose for you?"
"No need." Luo Qingfeng replied calmly, "I know my physical condition best. If it's not getting better, it's not getting better."
"What is our relationship? Don't be polite to me!"
Zhong Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a strange tone, "You must know that after some people are poisoned, their brains will become stupid, and their feelings may also be biased."
Luo Qingfeng snorted coldly, sneered at him and ignored him.
Gan!
Zhong Wen suddenly became angry and managed to restrain himself from going violent on the spot.
If it weren't for the sake of my wife, I'd be so cruel that you wouldn't even know your mother!
His eyes swept over the graceful and graceful Cang Youxian in the distance. Zhong Wen cursed secretly in his heart. He resisted not punching the "light bulb" with his fists. He just felt bored and uninterested.
How could he not see that the toxins in Luo Qingfeng's body had been eliminated long ago, but he pretended that the remaining poison was still there and deliberately stayed by his side just to prevent Cong Youxian from getting close to him.
However, Cong Youxian was completely unaware of Luo Qingfeng's thoughts. Instead, she was greatly worried because her beloved disciple had not yet recovered, and kept urging the two of them to "get closer", leaving Zhong Wen speechless and truly distressed.
Zhong Wengui was the new Lord of the Psychic Sea. He originally planned to start rectifying the Shijue Palace after driving away the high priest, but now he was left behind by Luo Qingfeng. For three days, he did nothing but write and draw on himself.
Unfortunately, nothing practical was accomplished.
After all, he didn't want others to know about many of his arrangements for Shi Jue Palace.
He was especially wary of Luo Qingfeng, a pretty boy who had already expressed strong hostility to him.
As for whether there is an element of jealousy over the other person's good looks, it is unknown.
"Sister Mo, I wonder if there is a place to store books here?"
After a few more words, seeing that Luo Qingfeng still refused to change his mind, Zhong Wen knew that he would not be able to get rid of him for a while, so he simply gave up on the idea of being intimate with Chong Youxian and turned to look at
Mo Shengyu said, "Can you take me to have a look?"
"Master, you don't need to be so polite, just call me by my name."
Mo Shengyu replied respectfully, "Now everything in this Shijue Palace belongs to you, so you can naturally see it."
"It is the habit of younger brothers to call them sister when they see a beautiful girl."
Zhong Wen chuckled and said, "I can't change it. Please ask Sister Mo to get used to it."
"Before I can defeat Fairy Chong."
Mo Shengyu laughed at him, and his expression relaxed a lot. He couldn't help but joked, "Master, I'd better change this habit."
As she spoke, she moved her jade feet, turned around and walked towards the outside of the house.
Zhong Wen followed her decisively and walked side by side with her. The two talked and laughed, and they were much more familiar with each other than when they first met.
This person has a frivolous personality and likes to flirt with women. He is definitely not a good match for Master!
A flash of anger flashed in Luo Qingfeng's eyes, and he quickly chased after him while secretly commenting on Zhong Wen in his heart.
On the contrary, Cang Youxian was still standing in the distance, staring at the sky quietly, without even turning her head, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"so little?"
The three of them walked very quickly, and in less than half an hour, they arrived at Lin Bei's library. Looking at the neatly arranged bookshelves, Zhong Wen couldn't help but show disappointment on his face.
To be fair, the library of Shijue Palace is not shabby, and its number is by no means inferior to any other holy place in Blue Star in the past.
However, Zhong Wen had just swept away the fat "Gangxi Yashe" and saw a total of twenty-eight small buildings piled up like a mountain. When he looked back at this library, he felt that the collection of books in the human cave was no more than a wild boar.
, will inevitably give rise to contempt.
Less is less, less is less, and based on the principle that no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, Zhong Wen will certainly not let go of the collection of books here.
He didn't even say hello, and walked straight to the bookshelf. His enthusiasm for books made even the knowledgeable Luo Qingfeng look at him with admiration.
However, what happened next was far beyond Mo Shengyu and Luo Qingfeng's expectations.
I saw the wind blowing under Zhong Wen's feet, and his steps were graceful. He didn't stop when he passed the bookshelf. Instead, he stretched out his right hand and brushed his fingertips on the spines of the books one after another, but he didn't open another book among them.
In other words, he actually touched all these books.
This way of "reading" made the two of them dumbfounded and speechless.
This person is impetuous, uneducated and unskilled, and is definitely not a good match for his master!
Luo Qingfeng only thought that Zhong Wen's visit to the library was just pretentious and arty. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he secretly commented on him in his heart.
Why do you have so few martial arts and spiritual skills?
Zhong Wen didn't care what the two of them thought. He touched all the books in the building like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Then he closed his eyes and entered the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion". He looked at the new books that appeared on the bookshelf and secretly complained.
It turned out that for some reason, most of the books in this library were books on spiritual medicine and miscellaneous subjects, but the exercises and spiritual skills that Zhong Wen was most interested in only accounted for less than one-tenth, which made him feel great.
disappointment.
This is……!
Qi Ling Lin Bei, who was standing not far behind him, looked at the names of books that appeared on the bookshelf. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and an indescribable complex light shot out of his eyes.
Zhong Wen did not notice anything strange about Lin Bei, because a long-awaited line of text appeared on the bookshelf panel:
"If you have entered 10,000 volumes of 'spiritual medicine' books, please draw lots to get rewards: 1. Soul storage ball refining method; 2. Surprise or not, surprise or not; 3. Exaggerated Scripture."
I'm coming!
This third item sounds a bit awesome!
I wonder how lucky Sister Mo is?
Zhong Wen pondered for a moment at the three awards in front of him. Suddenly, an idea struck him. He opened his eyes, swayed from his feet, and instantly appeared in front of Mo Shengyu. He grabbed her delicate white hand with lightning speed, without hesitation.
He pressed it on his forehead and shouted softly, "Sister Mo, lend me your hand!"
Mo Shengyu was taken aback and said that he took advantage of Cang Youxian's absence to reveal his true nature and intended to use his cultivation to belittle himself. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look down upon the new palace master.
She exerted force with her right arm, trying to pull back the catkin, but she felt that the other person's big hand was like an iron pincer, and she couldn't break free no matter what.
Feeling the warm breath in Zhong Wen's palm, Mo Shengyu was angry and ashamed. If he wasn't afraid of the opponent's strength, he would almost have to turn against him and take action.
This person is shameless, vulgar and unrestrained, and is definitely not a good match for Master!
Luo Qingfeng was also surprised. His evaluation of Zhong Wen finally fell to the bottom. When he was about to shout, he was not sure about the relationship between the man and woman in front of him, so he hesitated for a while.
Just when they both thought that Zhong Wen's behavior would become more and more outrageous, they saw him suddenly closing his eyes and becoming motionless, like an old monk in trance, and never took any further action.
"Congratulations on getting the award: Surprise or not, unexpected or not!"
Little did he know that Zhong Wen's consciousness had already returned to the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" and he was staring at the words on the bookshelf panel in a daze. His mood was quite complicated. He didn't know whether he was happy or sad.
This award can't be said to be good, but it's not too bad either. He is not too disappointed.
"When the number of 'Miscellaneous Studies' books reached 100,000, please draw lots to get rewards: 1. No surprises, no surprise; 2. Soul Tempering Technique; 3. Corpse Refining Sutra."
Draw lots!
Zhong Wen did not let go of Mo Shengyu's jade hand, but directly recited a sentence silently in his heart.
"Congratulations on getting the reward: Soul Tempering Technique!"
Soul tempering method?
What is this?
The name sounds a bit similar to the soul-stirring method!
The name of this newly drawn exercise book sounded rustic, but it unexpectedly appeared in the "God Level" column on the bookshelf, which really surprised Zhong Wen.
With doubts, he quickly browsed through the "Soul Tempering Technique" in his mind. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he could hardly suppress the ecstasy in his heart.
The so-called "Soul Tempering Technique" actually has a certain probability that it can help saint cultivators temper their soul power and thus enter the soul realm that the world dreams of.
It is also an original technique of "Xinhua Zangjing Pavilion"!
Even if the success rate is only a quarter, this technique is absolutely astonishing and unheard of, and it is enough to allow any force to transform itself in a short period of time and increase its strength by leaps and bounds.
What's even more amazing is that although each person can only use the soul-quenching method once in his life, even if the soul-quenching fails, there will be no side effects. On the contrary, it can greatly speed up the practitioner's exploration of his own soul power.
In other words, as long as a practitioner uses this technique, he will naturally reach the sky in one step if he succeeds. Even if he fails, it will be of great benefit and he will not suffer any loss.
God's will!
Sister Mo, I love you!
Zhong Wen, who had just become the master of the Shijue Palace, couldn't help but burst into tears and was filled with emotions. He felt that everything was certain. With this magical skill, his position as the master of the psychic sea might really be stable.
Sit down firmly.
Just as he was feeling excited, another line of small words suddenly appeared on the bookshelf panel:
"Surprise or not: Randomly select a book of exercises or spiritual skills from the Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and upgrade it to the level of a god. It cannot be reused. Once upgraded, it will not be returned. Do you want to use it now?"
This chapter has been completed!