Ziqi Wugou's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes.
From the moment he saw Zi, he guessed that there might be an extremely shocking secret hidden behind the Holy Spirit Buddhist Temple.
After all, ancient relics like Titan should have been destroyed long ago in the battle where the old heavenly saints went to Jiutian.
And Zi's bloodline is the royal blood among Titans, the purple-gold bloodline.
He is probably the trump card of some ancient giants who deliberately stayed in the Buddhist temple.
It's a pity that Zi met Ling Xiao before he could wait for his "master", and it was destined that this chess game would never be completed as expected.
And after seeing the innate spiritual embryo on the third floor of the Library Pavilion with his own eyes, Ling Xiao had a bold guess in his heart.
The person who left behind the spiritual embryo and Zi probably also left a soul here.
Once his body's reincarnation fails, he can use this spiritual embryo to rebirth his soul here.
With the power of this spiritual embryo, once his spiritual wisdom is reborn, his cultivation level will definitely surpass the emperor in one step, and may even defeat the emperor.
"Buzz."
The Purple Qi Wugou Taoist body shook his head, his figure flashed, and he returned to the realm again.
At the same time, in the pavilion.
The white-haired old man turned over and suddenly opened his eyes.
At this time, there was obviously confusion in his eyes.
The next moment, he seemed to suddenly realize something. He jumped up from the spot and looked towards the pavilion.
But after seeing the figure in black sitting in front of the desk, carefully reading ancient books, his tense heartstrings relaxed slightly.
His eyes were filled with soul light, and he carefully examined the surrounding seal waves.
After confirming that the seal was intact, a smile appeared on his face.
"Huh? Senior, are you awake?"
Ling Xiao closed the book, raised his head and looked at the white-haired old man, "How about my three lifetimes?"
"Good wine, it can be said to be the most awesome wine I have ever drunk in my life."
The white-haired old man made a thumbs-up gesture, his expression extremely solemn.
He was addicted to alcohol and was taught many times by the Holy Spirit Buddha, but he never corrected himself.
The pot of fairy wine in front of him was a feeling he had never experienced before. It gave him a feeling of ecstasy, drunkenness and dreams.
"Haha, senior is so complimentary."
Ling Xiao smiled lightly and suddenly reached out to hold the wine cup, intending to put it in his pocket.
"Um?"
The white-haired old man looked stunned, like a dog whose tail was suddenly stepped on, and suddenly jumped up, "What are you doing?"
"Um?"
Ling Xiao's face was stunned and he pretended to be surprised, "Senior? What's wrong?"
"you you…"
The white-haired old man's lips trembled and he swallowed softly, "I...I..."
Yes, this pot of wine originally belonged to Mr. Ling Xiao, so being able to give him two sips is already a great blessing.
Now people are taking back the wine cup, which is reasonable and reasonable!!
"Senior, if there is nothing else to do, junior will leave first."
Ling Xiao shook his head, stood up and headed out of the pavilion.
"Wait a moment!!"
The white-haired old man rolled his throat and showed a flattering smile, "Sir, it's still early, why don't you watch for a while?"
"It's...still early?"
Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at the night outside the window, but hesitated to speak.
"Well, if I remember correctly, there should be several ancient books about the power of Haoran in the library..."
"Forget it, it's useless to read too much."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent, but saw the white-haired old man standing in front of him, never giving in.
"Senior, do you have anything else to do?"
"Uh... Young Master, I can use any spiritual treasure or creation to exchange for that pot of fairy brew!"
The white-haired old man took a deep breath, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
He can’t stand it!!
If he can't taste such an orphan product every day, what's the point of living?
"Isn't this... bad? If Lord Holy Spirit Buddha knew that I was giving wine to seniors, wouldn't it mean that I would be expelled from the Buddhist temple?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen. I will choose to have a drink when no one is around, and no one will know. You have also seen that I sober up very quickly."
The white-haired old man grinned and suddenly bowed to Ling Xiao, "Master Ling Xiao, please."
"This... well, for the sake of senior helping me find scriptures, I will give this jug of wine to senior."
Ling Xiao sighed, took out the wine cup again, held it in his hand and played with it gently, "But... I got this pot of fairy brew at a high price."
"Ah, I understand, I understand."
Hearing this, the white-haired old man quickly took out a Qiankun bag from his arms and handed it to Ling Xiao, "This is the spiritual material that I have treasured all my life. Since the young master is so cut off from me, I will give it all to the young master."
"Thank you, senior."
Ling Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled at each other with the white-haired old man, "Senior, please remember to find the right time to drink, and be sure not to be discovered."
"Don't worry, I know it."
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before Ling Xiao and Yue Qingge walked out of the library and headed towards the back mountain.
"Ling Xiao, what exactly do you have in mind?"
Yue Qingge's dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she always felt that... what Ling Xiao did tonight was too normal.
It stands to reason that he must have some ulterior motives when he took out such a precious fairy brew, but in the end he only got a bunch of spiritual materials in exchange?
"Oh, by the way, you said you wanted to help me sharpen my gun."
Ling Xiao suddenly turned his head to look at Yue Qingge, with an evil twinkle in his eyes.
"you!!"
Hearing this, Yue Qingge's face condensed and she ran away.
Behind him, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a cold look. He took out a transmission talisman from his arms and said calmly, "Brother Gu..."
"Um?"
Deep in the Buddhist courtyard, an ordinary-looking young man suddenly walked out of the dormitory and walked towards the mountains and forests under the moonlight.
And his figure mysteriously disappeared from the spot and appeared in a mysterious space.
I saw this place with surging spiritual brilliance and flourishing Taoism.
At the end of the void, there is a hidden magical statue of a god standing, like an ancient burial ground for gods and demons.
"Master Lingxiao..."
At this time, Gu Changsheng had a look of expectation on his face. He carefully took out the transmission talisman and responded in a deep voice.
"Brother Gu, I have already found out where the sacred treasure used to suppress evil spirits in the Holy Spirit Buddhist Temple is."
"oh?"
Hearing this, Gu Changsheng's eyes trembled, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable touch in his heart.
As Ling Xiao, he can be called the supreme in this Xuantian Immortal Realm.
He didn't need to pay attention to himself at all, let alone provoke the two immortal academies, Tiandao Academy and Holy Spirit Buddhist Academy, at the same time for his own sake.
But he still risked his life for a promise he made.
This kind of friendship was in sharp contrast to the previous attitude of his fellow apprentices towards him.
"It's on the third floor of the Library Pavilion. I've already gone to check it out tonight. Tomorrow I will use the gimmick of competing with Chu Haoran to attract the attention of all the strong men in the Buddhist Academy, and you need to go to the Library Pavilion in person.
Get this!"
"this…"
Gu Changsheng was shaken and nodded slowly, "Okay."