On the seventh floor of the Shenhe Peak Library, Lu Sandao was reading a strange book titled "Appreciation of Famous Wines of the Northern Wei Dynasty and Stealing Techniques" with great interest. At this time, he also made a draft in his mind, thinking that one day he would have the opportunity to go there.
How did the Northern Wei Dynasty learn how to use and seize the fine wines recorded in this directory one by one, so as to have a good taste of them?
And at this moment, she seemed to feel something, and her gaze that fell on the book was withdrawn by her. She raised her head and looked at the top of her head, her eyes slowly narrowed, and an intriguing light shone in the narrow slits of her eyes.
She turned her head and looked beside her. Not far away, Meng Ziliang was holding a book titled "Analysis of the Influence of Sword Drawing Posture, Weather Factors and Corresponding Viewer's Angle on the Handsomeness of a Swordsman".
Looking at Meng Ziliang's expression of great interest, he would reach out and make gestures from time to time.
Lu Sandao's face couldn't help but darken, and he muttered in his heart: "This guy is even more outrageous than me."
But she had no intention of paying attention to Meng Ziliang's strange hobby. After confirming that the other party was not paying attention to her, she turned around and walked towards the steps leading to the sixth floor.
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She walked over the steps and just reached the sixth floor. An old man in red was already standing there with his hands behind his hands, staring at her with a smile, as if waiting for her arrival.
But Lu Sandao looked a little unhappy when he saw the other party.
She walked up to the old man, glared at him and said: "The ninth floor...you really let him in!"
There was a hint of questioning in her tone, and she seemed a little dissatisfied with the other party's decision.
Mu Nanshan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "What? Are you afraid that he will die inside?"
Lu Sandao didn't mind the teasing in Mu Nanshan's tone. She walked to the side of Mu Nanshan, lifted up the wine jar on the side and took a sip: "He is only in the third realm, and he is only eighteen years old.
, do you think he can afford this?"
"How do you know he's not good without trying? What's more, in this situation, do you think there is a more suitable candidate than him?" Mu Nanshan asked rhetorically.
This question made Lu Sandao lift the jug and pause in mid-air. Then she looked at Mu Nanshan and asked confusedly: "I don't understand what you and Xu Xiazi value about him? Just because he is
People from Wuling City?"
Mu Nanshan smiled, walked around and said: "Wuling City, Zhuyin, Song Guicheng plus Zhao Nianshuang, there are actually a lot of things worth pondering here."
"What are you kidding about? You and Xu Xiazi are both very old. You might have to burp at some point. You still like to be secretive no matter how you talk. You are not afraid that one day you will close your eyes, kick your legs, and let go.
After you die, all these secrets and tips will be taken away by you in the coffin."
"I'm not in the mood to ponder your secrets. I won't care about this mess when the time comes!" Lu Sandao said impatiently.
"If you want to say it, you should quickly tell me what you know. If you don't tell me, we will break up. You will continue to be your Xiaoyao Peak master, and Xu Xiazi will continue to take revenge. As for me, I will go to the Northern Wei Dynasty and kill those people.
Drink enough of the good wines on this list! No matter what the hell the sky is falling, the floods are raging, everyone is going to die!"
I don't know if Lu Sandao's threat had an effect. After hearing this, Mu Nanshan paused and then said: "Okay, let's make a long story short."
"That child may be... an ancient god!"
puff!
As Mu Nanshan said these words, the wine in Lu Sandao's mouth suddenly spurted out and spread all over the old man.
"How is that possible!?" Lu Sandao had no intention of apologizing to the innocent-looking Mu Nanshan, but asked with a horrified expression.
"And if he is an ancient god, how dare you give that thing to him?"
"Are you crazy?"
Faced with Lu Sandao's urgent and series of questioning, Mu Nanshan stretched out his hand to wipe the wine stains on his face with some grievance, and said: "Didn't you ask me not to use the machine gun? This is what I can guess,
Possible truth."
"Where's the evidence?" Lu Sandao asked again.
Mu Nanshan rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I told you, Wuling City, Zhao Nianshuang, Zhu Yin and the Xizhou Sword Armor led by Song Guicheng that went to Wuling City back then!"
Lu Sandao blinked his eyes and said in confusion: "I don't quite understand..."
"That's it! I want to tell you carefully, but you have to let me get to the point! If you get to the point, you have to get to the bottom of it!" Mu Nanshan shouted loudly as if he had finally found an opportunity.
, with a bad tone and an angry tone.
Lu Sandao shrank her neck, and felt that she seemed to be in the wrong. Her voice suddenly became softer, and she muttered: "Isn't this also for... To find out more about the quality of the person who will be in charge of the Tianxun Division in the future?"
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Mentioning this matter, the expression on Mu Nanshan's face suddenly darkened, and he said: "To take charge of the Tianxun Division... The current Tianxun Division, including the three of us, may not even have ten living people. When it comes to taking charge,
Rather, it is to retain a trace of fire, which is more of a curse than an opportunity..."
After hearing this, Lu Sandao also put away the smile on his face, and his expression became a bit more complicated: "But since it is a curse, is it a bit unfair to let him bear it like this?"
This question also made Mu Nanshan fall into silence.
The old man sighed: "Tianxuan Mountain is no longer safe. The manuscript cannot be placed here. It is the only fire source of the Tianxuan Division, and over the years, the only possible candidate who can take it away is the most suitable..."
"This is indeed inappropriate, but unfortunately we have no choice."
"But I will protect him as much as possible."
Lu Sandao looked at the old man in front of him, and also felt the loneliness and helplessness hidden behind the other person's words.
She didn't like such an atmosphere, it was too heavy and made people breathless.
She said: "But he is not a fool, how could he accept this so easily."
Mu Nanshan said: "He will."
"Why?" Lu Sandao was puzzled.
Mu Nanshan narrowed his eyes: "I used the method of confusing the mind on him. With his cultivation level, it is impossible to notice anything strange."
"He will only feel that he has some inexplicable connection with the code. Under the urging of this throbbing that he will mistake as coming from his soul, he will definitely accept the code."
"By then the ship will be done, and even if you want to get off the ship, it will be difficult."
"If you don't believe it, look at it!"
As he spoke, Mu Nanshan waved his big hand, and the space in front of him suddenly distorted, forming a mirror.
In the mirror, Chu Qingxiao stretched out his hand with a confused expression, about to touch the books on the pillar with his fingertips.
Lu Sandao looked at this scene and felt inexplicably nervous.
Then he glared at Mu Nanshan again, with disgust on his face: "You bad old man, each one is more sinister than the last."
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Chu Qingxiao looked at the book called "Sky Survey Notes" in front of him, and his expression became a little strange.
His hand stretched out unconsciously, obeying the ripples in his heart, and touched the title page of the book.
The words "sky survey" are not common.
The last time Chu Qingxiao heard about it, it was in the military camp in Wuling City. Song Guicheng mentioned the responsibilities of Jianyue City and the history of the Tianxun Division to him.
Chu Qingxiao didn't know whether the "Tianxian Notes" in front of him had anything to do with the Xuntian Division mentioned by Song Guicheng.
But the moment he saw this handbook, the feeling of calling that led him to this place when he was on the eighth floor lingered around him again.
He felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between the seemingly ordinary book in front of him and himself.
But this connection did not make Chu Qingxiao relax his vigilance, but made him feel anxious.
He does have an intersection with Xizhou Jianjia.
But this intersection only existed between him and the Xizhou Sword Armor that came to Wuling City.
For Chu Qingxiao, "Xuntiansi" is still a rhetoric that only exists in other people's stories.
He didn't understand what substantive connection he could have with the Tiantian Division, which would allow the divine creature in front of him to actively summon him.
On the contrary, from the moment he came to this library, he felt as if someone was deliberately pulling him here.
Even this kind of feeling in his heart may be an illusion created by someone deliberately.
Thinking of this, his outstretched hand was about to touch the title page of the "Sky Survey Notes". At that moment, he paused and retracted it decisively.
Then he looked up and looked around and spoke loudly.
"Senior Mu!"
"Junior is puzzled!"
"I have no grudges against Kamigawa Peak, and I have never thought of repaying my kindness!"