After dinner, Wang Xuan came to the Cangliang Sect's library.
At this time, he was finally sure that the Cangliang Sect really only had the sect leader and the sect leader's daughter, and now he was included.
Naturally, he didn't use him to cook dinner. Su Xueqi was clever and skillful, and the meals she cooked were as beautiful and delicious as hers.
Father and daughter are a living treasure.
A person has a strong cultivation base, but does not do his job properly and has no intention of practicing.
The other one has a beautiful face, a graceful and elegant appearance, but a naughty heart.
The library is open. As long as there is a desolate token, you can directly pass through the restriction and enter to consult the classics.
Regardless of the collapse of the Cangliang Sect, there are a huge amount of various classics, exercises, martial arts, historical records, etc. in the library.
Wang Xuan saw a lot of king-level skills, but unfortunately he couldn't use them.
Wang Xuan browsed through the historical records section of the library.
After a moment, he looked towards the door and said, "Junior sister, is something okay?"
"Hmph, you can even discover this. I am your senior sister."
Under the moonlight, Su Xueqi, who was hiding outside the door, walked into the library with a pair of small hands behind her back, looking unhappy.
"Here, my father said that the black and yellow nail on your chest can absorb soul power. If you carry this pendant, you can carve it and continue to penetrate into the body."
Su Xueqi walked up to the boy, and suddenly a small white hand took out a crystal necklace with a jade pendant in the shape of a white crane.
Wang Xuan glanced at the pendant, and then reached out to take it. It was indeed a soul-like treasure that had the effect of nourishing the soul.
"Thank you, junior sister." Wang Xuan smiled, then lowered his head and continued to read historical records.
Seeing the young man reading the book seriously, a shy blush flashed across Su Xueqi's face, she turned and left, and when she walked to the door, she thought of something.
"Junior brother, I heard that a ruins appeared in Yema Prairie. I want to go and see it tomorrow." Su Xueqi turned around and said.
"Oh." Wang Xuan responded without raising his head, his eyes fell on the classics.
Su Xueqi blinked and said in surprise: "It's over."
Wang Xuan: "Well, you should be more careful about safety when you go."
Su Xueqi's pretty face fell, she waved her fist at the young man who lowered his head to read, and left in displeasure.
Su Qingfeng, who was half lying on a hilltop in Cangliang Sect, shook his head.
With his eyesight, he couldn't see that his daughter was in love with that boy.
Otherwise, he would not have introduced him to the sect, cooked a large table of specialty dishes, and given away the Crane Jade Pendant.
"Oh, I don't get much treatment from my father. I eat chaffy vegetables every day and take advantage of him. It's really a waste of money to raise this girl."
Su Qingfeng picked up the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and muttered to himself in a tipsy manner.
In the library pavilion, after a long time, Wang Xuan closed the book and his eyes were strange.
After searching, he discovered that the Cangliang Sect is really mysterious. There is no date when the sect was founded, and he has not found out how it failed here.
Wang Xuan walked out of the library and soon came to a mountain peak.
A large bronze clock hangs here.
According to the historical records of the Cangliang Sect, this bell is called the Dao Dao Bell, which can check personal qualifications, help the ethereal state of mind, find the path to practice, etc.
Wang Xuan picked up the wooden stick next to the big clock. It looked ordinary, but in fact it was made from an ancient tree and was called the Taoist stick.
Under the mountain peak, Su Xueqi looked curiously, wondering how many times Wang Xuan could ring the bell.
"The highest record in the history of the sect is six times. I think my junior brother can reach four or five times."
Su Xueqi's beautiful face showed anticipation.
She rang the bell three times. In her opinion, Wang Xuan's talent was better than hers.
The next moment, Wang Xuan waved his baton and struck the bell.
"Dang~!"
The melodious bell rang, and a ripple came out. Wang Xuan was swept by the ripple, and he slowly closed his eyes.
He felt that his mind was at peace like never before.
"Dang~!"
The question bell rang its second chime.
"Dang~!"
"Dang~!"
Then came the third and fourth words, which could be heard for hundreds of miles.
Su Xueqi smiled happily. As she expected, her junior brother's talent was really very high, surpassing her own.
"Dang~"
The fifth bell rings.
Su Qingfeng, who had his eyes closed at first, opened them with a solemn expression.
So quickly, it reached five bells.
Could it be?
"Dang~!"
The sixth bell rings.
Su Qingfeng stood up with complicated expressions.
This kind of qualification is already comparable to that of saints and saints in major holy places.
"Dang~!"
However, the next moment, the seventh bell rang.
Su Xueqi's beautiful face showed shock, and her small hands covered her mouth, which was incredible.
Seven bells?
God, what kind of terrifying talent does this young man from Beizhou have? He must be too perverted.
Su Qingfeng looked at the night sky, his eyes became serious, he took a puff of his pipe and murmured: "Trouble, my good daughter has brought me a big trouble."
At this time, Su Xueqi still didn't know what the seven bells meant, but Su Qingfeng naturally knew it.
Come to think of it, the major holy places have already sensed it.
"Dang~!"
The eighth bell rings.
Two nine-colored rays of light descended from the black sky and landed on Wang Xuan with his eyes closed.
That was not some strange phenomenon from heaven and earth, but from a pair of eyes with a look of surprise in their pupils.
Su Qingfeng frowned tightly.
"Dang~!"
The ninth bell rings.
In the sky, a figure appeared. It was so blurry that it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
Su Xueqi was confused.
Nine bells ringing?
The figure in the sky, his eyes glowing, said coldly: "With this child's talent, he is not suitable for your Cangliang Sect, our Linglong Paradise is more suitable for him!"
Su Qingfeng smiled faintly: "Are you here to rob someone? Do you really think I am afraid of your exquisite blessed land?"
Hearing this, the figure in the sky was silent for a while, and then spoke again: "Don't push forward, otherwise you will only end up dead."
Su Qingfeng: "It seems that you already know his identity and don't want to rob him anymore."
"Oh, his qualifications are high, but he only has nine sounds, and has not reached the perfect thirteen. He was hit by the Xuanhuang Nail again. There is no need for our Linglong Blessed Land to have trouble with the three holy places because of such a person."
The figure in the sky finished speaking and disappeared.
Su Qingfeng was silent. He was hit by a black nail and lost an arm. It was indeed difficult to improve his martial arts.
Wang Xuan opened his eyes and felt that his mind was like water, as clear as ever.
He had seen many Tao before, but the strange thing was that he had seen many martial arts, and he had not determined which Tao was the main one.
Suddenly, Wang Xuan's pupils shrank and he saw a small crack on the question clock.
"Ahem, Senior Sister, do you want to go to the Wild Horse Grassland? Let's drive through the night, don't let anyone take away all the good things."
Wang Xuan put the question stick aside, jumped off the mountain peak, and arrived in front of Su Xueqi.
"Okay, let's go."
Su Xueqi was very happy and didn't understand why Wang Xuan suddenly became so well-behaved that he called her senior sister and went traveling with her.
