Chapter 1943

In front of the ancient library.

Zhang Shenwu and ink purple rhyme step by step.

"Well?"

The old man sitting by the door of the library put down his tea cup, looked at them inexplicably and said, "what day is today? Are you two kids coming to me? Yes? Isn't there much about the family? "

When they heard the sound, they both laughed bitterly and held fists together.

"See the emperor."

"Don't be too polite. I'm not an elder for a long time. Now I'm just an old guard." The man waved and then said, "what, are you here to pick up the books? Or to inspect it? "

"Inspection." Zhang Shenwu was busy.

If the elder wants to learn the soul skill in this, he should defeat and test as his disciples do.

However, the elder has a privilege, that is, they can go into it for inspection. If they inspect, they can also read internal books or even study, but they can't take away their soul books. Every elder has a certain number of inspection opportunities every month.

Hearing Zhang Shenwu's words, the old man was not wordy. He took a token from his waist and threw it to them. He said, "if you want to go to the area, you can go by yourself."

"Thank you, elder."

They clasped fists, whirled and took the token and walked inside.

Soon, boom.

The gate opened and they hurried into it.

Seeing their anxious pace, the old man frowned, but did not think much.

In fact, he did not like the so-called inspection.

Although this inspection is to provide convenience for the elders, it seems that they can get access to a lot of Ancient Soul skills and increase their strength. In fact, it also has a lot of harm.

First of all, inspection can not take away the soul book, that is to say, these elders only rely on words and memory to practice. As a result, it is very difficult for them to practice the soul skill in the soul book. Secondly, if they inspect, they can read any books in the library. If they contact more, they will be miscellaneous.

The so-called miscellaneous but not refined, which is not good for the soul.

The old man shook his head, drank a cup of tea and continued to sit with his eyes closed.

But it didn't take long.

Boom!

The door was violently pushed open from the inside.

Then the two figures directly rushed out, sweating and looking at the old man in horror.

The old man looked sideways and saw that they were Zhang Shenwu and Mo Ziyun who had not been in for a long time.

Seeing their extremely pale faces, the old man was greatly surprised.

"What's the matter with you?"

The old man asked in dismay.

"Elder... Something happened..." ink purple rhyme lips tremble, the voice is shaking.

"What happened?"

The old man suddenly stood up from his chair and drank in a deep voice: "what's the matter?"

"The library... Has been stolen!" Zhang Shenwu yelled hoarsely.

"Impossible!"

The old man almost roared, his eyes cold staring at them.

Bang!

The two bodies suddenly sank, and an invisible pressure fell on them. They were all somewhat unstable.

The old man seemed to realize that he had lost his temper and immediately restrained his anger, but his expression was still very serious.

"What do you mean? How could the library be stolen? Old man, I've been sitting here, day and night, who can steal books from the Library under my nose? Or are you questioning my ability The old man snapped.

Zhang Shenwu opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Mo Ziyun said in a hurry: "elder, you... You will know when you go in and have a look..."

the old man's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly, and immediately turned to walk towards the gate.

Zhang Shenwu and Mo Ziyun also immediately followed.

As soon as they entered the library, they came to the fourth area of the library, only to see...

the bookshelves in the fourth area were all empty... There was no soul book.

The old man's face was white, and he rushed over. His hand trembled on every bookshelf. A moment later, the man was like a statue, stupefied.

"What's going on? What's going on... "

he murmured.

The whole area, a dozen bookshelves... Not a single book?

"We don't know..." murmured.

The old man was stunned and looked, for a time he didn't believe what he saw.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and rushed to the third and second regions.

However... Everything looks like the fourth area. The bookshelves in the third and second areas are all empty. There is no soul book left.

The old man sat on the ground in an instant, and the whole person seemed to be out of his wits.

"At present, only the first area is still intact." Zhang Shenwu took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "elder, what's going on here?""You ask me... Who should I ask?" The old man said feebly.

"Have you been at the gate all this time?" Mo Ziyun asked.

"Of course." The old man glared at the ink purple rhyme and gritted his teeth and said, "the words of the temple master are like thunder. The old man would rather die and guard the hall, but would he leave his duty without permission? It's just... Today, how should the old man explain to the dead Master of the temple...

speaking of this, the old man sighed repeatedly, and people seemed to be aged for countless years.

Naturally, they knew who the old man said the dead Lord was.

They looked at each other, only to see Zhang Shenwu hesitated, then cautiously said: "elder, maybe this is not stolen!"

"Well?"

The old man suddenly looked up at him: "what do you mean? Do you know where these books are going

I think it's also true that these two people suddenly appear here for no reason. They certainly don't come for no reason.

For a moment, the old man's expression was frozen and his eyes were particularly hot.

"Maybe... Know something..." Zhang Shenwu hesitated for a moment and said: "dare to ask the elder, who came to the library recently

The old man thought about it, and suddenly thought of something. He rushed to the gate, took out a simple token from the tea table, and then injected the spirit into the token. After the halo dissipated, the old man raised his head and said, "there was a brother who came from hunwu hall some time ago, called white night!"

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Ink purple rhyme suddenly way.

"He?"

The old man frowned: "do you mean that all the books here were stolen by this man called white night?"

"Maybe... It's not stealing..."

Mo Ziyun said carefully.

"It's not stealing. There are other ways to do it?" The old man hummed: "I don't care so much. This white night is so bold! How dare you steal books from ancient libraries? You hurry over and call the white night for me at once! Order him to exchange his soul book immediately. As for his punishment, follow the rules of the clan! Or I'll make him look good, old man

The old man's voice was thick and his anger could not be suppressed.

Both of them were embarrassed.

"This... Elder, I don't think that white night is so bold..."

"then tell me how these soul books disappear out of thin air? Don't you think he's finished all the trials of these masterpieces and took the book away? "

The old man was indignant.

But the words fell, the old man trembled all over, suddenly seemed to be aware of something, people suddenly no voice, stupidly frozen in place, as if someone had ordered a hole.

"Elder?"

Ink purple rhyme and Zhang Shenwu both called curiously.

But... The old man didn't respond.

What's going on?

They are in a fog.

However, at this time, the old man suddenly went crazy and rushed to the bookshelf in the fourth area. He took out the token and pressed it on the array on the ground and recited a few words silently.

Boom...

the ground in the area suddenly makes a roaring sound, then the whole land suddenly splits, and a large number of mechanism array below are exposed to the eyes of the three people.

In the lower part of the array, there is a vivid statue. All these statues stand on the pattern of the array and complement the array. They are exquisite and wonderful. They are not written by ordinary people.

But at this time these statues... Either have been split in two, or turned into a pile of rotten stone, almost no one can be complete.

"What?"

They were taken aback.

The old man's face was white and his pupils were trembling.

He ran down to the second area and opened the third area.

It turned out to be the same as he saw.

All the mechanism statues, all broken.

"This... This is..." Zhang Shenwu's voice was dry and hoarse, trembling.

"These are all trial mechanisms related to soul challenge. These mechanisms have been fought by people. It seems that the truth has been revealed!"

The old man took a deep breath, but his eyes were extremely uneasy: "the old man still remembers that this library called" white night "has been in the library for a whole week... You know, the ordinary disciple only spent half an hour at most... But he stayed for such a long time. The old man thought that he had taken some more soul books, so he asked the boy to take some books. The boy held out three fingers and did not speak. The old man went down He thought that he had taken three soul books. Now it seems that the old man is wrong. This boy has taken away the soul books of three regions

The words made the whole body tremble.

"So... White night is the end of all trials in the three regions?"

Ink purple rhyme autumn eyes Rose, red lips have no blood color, people staring at the broken array Na Na below said.It's hard for her to accept such crazy things.

"Most of the time..." Zhang Shenwu vomited, turned to Mo Ziyun and said, "it seems that our guess is true... Go back... This matter... We need to report to the temple master immediately."

"Good..."

Mo Ziyun nodded gently, but his face was still very pale.

But just then, the old man over there gave a low cry.

"Where is this disciple now?"

When they heard the sound, they were both stunned.

"Why did the elder ask?" Zhang Shenwu asked.

However, the old man closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, then he said hoarsely: "take him to see me right away...

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