Chapter 1468 Stealing Books

The old storyteller has great expectations for Su Zimo.

Of course, just as the old storyteller said, this is a variable. Su Zimo still has a long way to grow to the point where all the emperors in the world surrender.

But now, the pattern on the Desolate Continent is changing rapidly.

There is not much time left for Su Zimo.

While talking, under the leadership of the old storyteller, everyone has entered the Xuanji Palace.

Outside, the whole picture of Xuanji Palace cannot be seen.

Entering the realm of the Xuanji Palace, you can really feel the precipitation of the years, the shock is far beyond the comparison of other sect forces!

"Um?"

Suddenly, the old storyteller frowned, let out a sigh, and turned his eyes, landing on an area of ​​Xuanji Palace.

Su Zimo also looked around.

In that area, stands a huge palace, as high as 100 zhang, soaring into the sky, divided into nine floors, each floor is enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people!

Three big characters are written on the plaque of the palace - the library.

"Old man, what's wrong?"

Seeing that the old storyteller had a different expression, Lin Xuanji asked casually.

"An outsider has come."

The old storyteller's face was slightly dark, and his words were amazing!

"what?"

Lin Xuanji was taken aback and asked, "What do you mean? Did an outsider go to the library?"

You know, there are many ancient books and secret books in this library.

The most important thing in it is not only the secret scriptures of the exercises, but also many historical biographies!

The Book Collection Hall is the powerhouse of the Xuanji Palace, and even the Palace Master of the Xuanji Palace cannot step into it casually!

If there are outsiders entering the library, this is amazing!

"I'll go take a look!"

Lin Xuanji moved, and after saying a word, he was about to run over.

"People are long gone."

The old storyteller snorted coldly: "These people in the palace are really a bunch of rubbish. They have been played around in circles, and outsiders don't know when they come to the library!"

Su Zimo's heart moved, and he murmured softly, "Could it be him?"

The old storyteller nodded slightly and said, "No surprise, the fallen blood outside the Xuanji Palace was also refined by this person."

Daming monk!

The last doubt in Su Zimo's heart was finally resolved.

Originally, he had some doubts, if the Great Ming monk was to refine his blood, why would he set up such a game.

As a result, there are not many bloodlines left in this battle.

Second, this is in front of the Xuanji Palace, taking a huge risk to come here to refine the blood, it is really worth the loss, and it does not fit the character of the great Ming monk.

It was only now that Su Zimo understood.

Monk Daming set up this game and asked him to run to the front of the Xuanji Palace to fight against the Xuanji Palace group.

Now that I think about it, the bloodline in front of the Xuanji Palace should only be done by the monk Daming after he came to the Book Collection Hall.

If Tian Ji didn't use the "Blood Refining Devil Sutra", there might still be a chance to survive.

But in the fierce battle with Yan Beichen, once the "Blood Refining Devil Sutra" is activated, an accident is bound to happen!

Tian Ji regards the Great Ming Monk as his biggest opponent.

But from the beginning to the end, Monk Daming didn't take the secret in his eyes, just a casual move that ruined the life of the most outstanding descendant of the Xuanji Palace!

"Do you know who this person is?"

Su Zimo asked tentatively.

"I played it."

The old storyteller paused for a while, then shook his head and said, "But I didn't calculate it, this person is very powerful."

After the old storyteller appeared this time, Su Zimo felt that he knew everything, was omnipotent, and was familiar with the past and present.

However, even the old storytellers could not calculate the identity of the Great Ming Monk!

Today, the only one who really knows about the great Ming monk is Su Zimo.

Su Zimo hesitated for a moment, but did not tell the old storyteller the identity of Daming Monk.

In any case, the Great Ming monk had saved his life.

Moreover, at present, whether the Daming monk is right or wrong, even Su Zimo is not sure.

"Let's go, go to the library and see if you've lost something."

The old storyteller said something lightly, and brought Su Zimo and everyone to the front of the library.

The old storyteller gently flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the door of the main hall opened in response.

On the ground at the door, two figures were lying, tied up by Wu Hua Da, unable to move.

The two of them didn't seem to have cast any restraining spells, so they couldn't speak, they could only stare at the old storyteller.

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, you..."

Lin Xuanji was stunned for a moment.

These two are the other two disciples of Old Storyteller, Di Ji and Huang Ji.

"Although I know this is not good, but I don't know why, I just want to laugh! Hahahaha!"

Lin Xuanji laughed heartily.

The two monks looked ashamed and blushed.

The old storyteller stretched out his finger and stroked the two of them across the void.

The rope on the two of them broke into several pieces in an instant.

You know, these two cultivators are both in the form of a body, and they can tie their ropes, and they are also extraordinary, but now they have been discarded by the old storyteller!

The two stood up, ran in front of the old storyteller, and knelt down directly.

"Master, the disciple failed to protect the library well, the crime deserves death! Please punish the master!"

The ground machine kept kowtowing.

Huang Ji looked ashamed and whispered: "Master, this disciple is embarrassing for you."

Su Zimo thought to himself: "The old storyteller's evaluation is really right. This ground machine has an old-fashioned personality and follows the rules, but Huang Ji looks honest and honest."

"Get up, it's not your fault."

The old storyteller didn't mean to blame, and then asked, "Do you know what he did in the library?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

Huang Ji answered honestly: "But this person didn't stay in the library for a long time and left. He said that he came here because he wanted to borrow "Xuantian Lu" to read. After reading it, he will definitely return it. , and it will never be rumored!"

Xuantian record!

Su Zimo was speechless.

This is the foundation of the Xuanji Palace!

Created by Fairy Linglong, it is all-encompassing, and the emperor of the ages finally perfected it before it finally took shape.

Unexpectedly, it was stolen by the Daming monk today!

This is a big deal!

The old storyteller didn't enter the hall, just closed his eyes to feel it, then nodded and said, "Xuantianlu was indeed taken away by him."

"Damn the disciple! Damn the disciple!"

The ground machine knelt down again, and banged his head, with blood all over his forehead, and he didn't mean to stop.

"Senior brother, get up quickly, don't break your brain."

Lin Xuanji hurriedly stepped forward and forcibly pulled the ground machine from the ground.

"Ha ha."

The old storyteller laughed suddenly.

Di Ji and Huang Ji were both at a loss, and both of them had the heart to die. I wonder how the old storyteller could still laugh.

"It's amazing."

The old storyteller sighed in admiration: "I actually ran into my Xuanji Palace and stole Xuan Tianlu. I admire it."

"Master, why do you still praise him, Xuan Tianlu lost, this is a big thing!" Huang Ji couldn't help asking.

"Forget it, let him go."

The old storyteller smiled and said, "This person is quite interesting, he just said he borrowed the book to read. Moreover, he also promised that he would not spread it and would return it."