Chapter 1898 Useless

I don't know how long it took before Bai Ye walked out of the ancient library.

boom rumble...

The rusty and old door was pushed open from the inside by the white night.

Seeing him stepping out of the gate panting, holding on to the wall and gasping for breath, his whole body was already dripping with sweat, and he looked exhausted.

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, but also a hint of disappointment.

Excitedly, he has obtained countless miraculous exercises and incomparable benefits, but disappointed... Until now, he has not been able to find any spells about the way of life and death in the ancient library.

The only gain may be that his understanding of the art of time has improved a step further.

"Ok?"

The old man who was drinking tea at the door was startled slightly, and looked sideways at Bai Ye: "Are you still alive?"

"What do you mean, senior?" Bai Ye came back to his senses, frowned and said, "This disciple hasn't offended senior, right? Why did senior curse the disciple?"

"Oh...sorry, I'm not cursing you, but seeing that you've been inside for so long and haven't come out, I think you should be in danger."

The old man said, but the old eyes looked up and down Bai Ye, looking thoughtful.

"Have I been in for a long time?"

Bai Ye froze for a moment, then asked, "How long have I been inside?"

"It's been a long time, seven days."

"Seven days?"

Bai Ye was taken aback.

"Usually the disciples come out within an hour, but you have been inside for seven days... What? Did you find some peerless skills inside?" The old man stood up suddenly, staring at Bai Ye and asked seriously.

Bai Ye came back to his senses and shook his head again and again: "I read the books from the bookshelf. In my opinion, the soul books inside are all peerless exercises, which benefit disciples a lot."

It's the same as saying nothing!

"Really? But it's impossible to read a book for as long as seven days. Most people pass the trial and take away the soul book and go back to read it slowly... You must have taken more than one soul book? You have taken it. How many?" The old man asked with a frown.

Bai Ye hesitated, then raised his hand and stretched out three fingers.

"Three books?"

The old man showed a surprised expression,

Then he re-examined Bai Ye, and nodded again and again: "I really can't see it, you can get three soul books with such strength... It's amazing, it's amazing."

"Senior praised me, and the disciple is still eager to go back to rest, so I won't disturb the senior."

Bai Ye cupped his fists, turned around and left in a hurry.

"What a weird kid. On weekdays, those disciples would like to say a few more words to me, get close, and get benefits from me, but this kid seems to be deliberately avoiding me... Interesting, interesting."

The old man smiled lightly, sat down on the chair again, and drank tea.

Back in the Soul Martial Hall, Bai Ye immediately sat cross-legged in meditation, swallowed the elixir, and while recovering his soul energy, he thought about the benefits he had obtained from the ancient library.

It has to be said that the soul books in the Temple of the Supreme God are indeed unfathomable. The soul books in these ancient libraries are almost the ancient soul books coveted by outsiders, and the exercises recorded in each soul book are especially unique Unique and novel, it is far from being comparable to the mainstream soul martial arts in the current Shengzhou.

Especially the unique spatial technique that Bai Ye learned, the void breaking spirit technique!

Once this trick is activated, it can forcibly pull a soul into a unique space alone.

If the opponent has a large number of people and their strength is weak, they can completely defeat each other one by one with this move.

Bai Ye didn't dare to waste time, and seized every minute and every second in the Shentian Temple, frantically absorbing the knowledge from these soul books.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, when he was retreating in the Soul Martial Hall, a disciple knocked on the door of the Soul Martial Hall.

Bai Ye frowned slightly.

who?

Cao Yingli them?

Probably not, Cao Yingli and the others would never disturb Bai Ye's cultivation.

Could it be said that they are from Zizhu Pavilion?

Thinking of this, Bai Ye couldn't help but feel a little headache.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally got up and ran to open the door.

Unexpectedly, the person standing outside the door...is Zhao Li.

When he saw Bai Ye appearing, Zhao Li's eyes turned red, he knelt down on the ground, choked with sobs and said hoarsely: "Elder brother!"

"Zhao Li, what are you doing?"

Bai Ye pulled Zhao Li up, frowned and said solemnly.

"Brother, please...make the decision for us." Zhao Li said unwillingly, holding back his tears and anger.

"The master?"

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by that?"

However, Zhao Li pursed his lower lip, and in the end he clasped his fists and said in a low voice: "Elder brother, follow me, you will know!"

After the words fell, Zhao Li immediately turned around and led the way.

Bai Ye frowned secretly, but still followed.

After a while, Zhao Li brought him to Bing Xintang.

When the disciples of Bing Xin Hall saw Bai Ye, their expressions changed slightly, they called out 'Senior Brother Bai' in a low voice, and left in a hurry.

People seem to be very afraid of white nights.

This made Bai Ye completely confused.

In front of a nursing home.

"Senior Brother Bai?" A Bing Xin Hall disciple who walked out saw the person coming, his expression changed immediately, he was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the healing tools in his hand, and they all fell to the ground with a bang.

"What's wrong with you?"

Bai Ye walked over, helped him pick up the things on the ground, and asked in a deep voice.

The man seemed to have just recovered, he tidied up the things on the ground in a panic, and said tremblingly, "No...it's nothing."

As soon as the voice fell, he left as if fleeing.

Seeing this, the doubts in Bai Ye's heart became more and more intense, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He looked towards Zhao Li, but saw that Zhao Li was already standing at the door with his head down, as if he was waiting for Bai Ye to walk in.

Bai Ye hesitated for a while, and finally walked into the nursing room.

However, the moment he stepped into it, Bai Ye was stunned.

I saw countless men and women lying neatly in the entire convalescent room.

These people... are all disciples of Murenfang.

Their hands and feet were all removed, their chests were bloody from the blows, and their cultivation bases were all abolished. Except for the remaining breath, each of them has completely become a cripple...

Bai Ye stared blankly at this scene, and finally understood why Bing Xintang's disciples were so afraid of him.

Because they... are afraid of getting angry in the white night!

But Zhao Li stepped forward and said hoarsely: "Senior brother, the one hundred and seventy-seven disciples of my Soul Martial Hall, except for me... all of them had their hands and feet cut off, and their cultivation in the Soul Realm was abolished. ..became like this..."

"Who did it?"

Bai Ye took a deep breath and asked lightly.

A strange tone was suppressed in the indifferent words.

"Town Temple!"

Zhao Li clenched his fists and squeezed out these words between his teeth.