Ling Tian was silent for a moment and said calmly: "Soldiers will stop you, and water will flood you. Young man, give yourself some confidence. I believe you can protect the Snow Vulture!"
Leng Xuan sighed in his heart and said, "I understand, old man. I will do my best."
Ling Tian said: "Well, let's put it this way first, I'm busy with some group matters."
Leng Xuan said: "Okay, I won't disturb the old man anymore. Goodbye!"
After hanging up the phone, Leng Xuan got into a taxi directly. More than half an hour later, he arrived at the gate of Huaxia Library. After paying the fare, Leng Xuan got off the taxi directly.
The Huaxia Library is the largest and most comprehensive library in Baiyun City. It has three floors. After Leng Xuan entered, he consulted a staff member and learned that the third floor was the ancient books area, so he took the elevator directly up.
After exiting the elevator, Leng Xuan discovered that there were really a lot of ancient books on the third floor. At a glance, there were probably no less than 100,000 books, and they were divided into many areas.
In front of the elevator entrance, there was a notice board with a diagram of the classification of various ancient books. Leng Xuan looked at it for a few times and then directly followed the above route to find a small area for ancient books on Qi training and health preservation.
There are not many books about Qi training and health preservation here, but there are about four to five hundred. Leng Xuan took out one at random, looked at it, and then put it back. After reading more than a dozen books in this way, he still couldn't find anything close to it.
When he was a little disappointed with the books on cultivation, suddenly, a slight shock came from the Hundred Treasures Book in his arms, which surprised him. Could it be that there were cultivation treasures in it?
Thinking of this possibility, Leng Xuan also pulled up his collar and took a look. Sure enough, the Baibaojian emitted a faint light. Although it was not very strong, Leng Xuan was sure that there must be relics left by cultivators in this area.
Just thinking about it, there were no other items in this place except books, which puzzled him because he had never heard of cultivators injecting their spiritual power into books.
Woolen cloth.
He was puzzled, but Leng Xuan still took the Baibaojian into his hand. After walking a few steps, he found that the light above had weakened again. He was slightly surprised. He took a few steps back and the dim light above turned on again.
He got up and took two steps in the other direction. At this time, the light from the Baibaojian became brighter, but at the third step, the light began to weaken.
"Well, this should be the place!" Leng Xuan murmured, then took a step back, turned to face the bookshelf, and began to search. Since the area was reduced to this range, he soon found a
The cover of this book is yellow, and it looks like an ancient book of some years. When I took it out and took a look, the light of the Baibaojian suddenly more than doubled.
Leng Xuan was slightly frightened. Although there were not many people on the third floor, as long as one or two found out, he would inevitably get into trouble. However, just when he was feeling anxious, Bai Baojian seemed to know what was on his mind.
, the light suddenly shrank back.
Leng Xuan was slightly startled and thought to himself, 'How could this happen? Could it be that the book in my hand is not a treasure as the Baibaojian recognized it to be?' As soon as this thought occurred, the Baibaojian gave out a glimmer of light again.
Leng Xuan immediately guessed something. Could this Baibaojian communicate with his own soul? He tried to communicate with it with his mind and asked it to take back the light. Unexpectedly, this treasure actually took back the light obediently. Then,
Leng Xuan made it shine again, and it automatically emitted light.