Chapter 1468: Stolen books

Chapter 1468
The storytelling old man had great expectations for Su Zimo.
Of course, as the storyteller said, this is a variable. Su Zimo wants to grow to the point where the world's emperors will surrender.
Nowadays, the pattern on the continent is rapidly changing.
There is not much time left for Su Zimo.
While talking, under the leadership of the old storyteller, everyone has entered the mysterious palace.
Outside, you can't see the full picture of Xuanji Palace.
Entering the realm of the mysterious palace, you can really feel the precipitation of those years, and the shock is far beyond the reach of other sectarian forces!
"Ok?"
Suddenly, the old storyteller frowned, gave a flick, his eyes turned, and landed on an area of ​​Xuanji Palace.
Su Zimo also looked around.
In that area, stands a huge palace, as high as one hundred feet, soaring into the sky, divided into nine floors, each floor is enough to accommodate more than 100,000 people!
There are three big characters on the plaque of the palace-the library hall.
"Old man, shit?"
When Lin Xuanji saw the storytelling old man look different, he asked casually.
"An outsider has come."
The storyteller old man looked slightly dull and his words were amazing!
"what?"
Lin Xuanji was startled and asked, "What do you mean? Some outsider ran to the library?"
You know, this library contains many secrets of ancient books.
The most important thing in it is not only the secret recipe of exercises, but also many historical biography!
The Library of Bookstore, but the center of Xuanji Palace, even the owner of Xuanji Palace cannot casually step into it!
If there is an outsider entering the library, this is fine!
"Let me check it out!"
As soon as Lin Xuan moved, she ran over.
"People have gone."
The storyteller snorted coldly: "These people in the palace are really a bunch of wastewood. They have been turned around by people, and no one outside knows that the library is here!"
Su Zimo whispered in his heart, "Is it him?"
The storyteller slightly nodded and said, "No accident, the blood that fell outside the mysterious palace was also refined by this person."
Daming Monk!
The last doubt in Su Zimo's heart was finally solved.
Originally, he was somewhat skeptical, if the Ming monk was to refine the blood, why set up such a bureau.
As a result, not much blood was left in this battle.
Secondly, this is the front of the mysterious palace. At great risk, he ran here to refine the blood, which is really worth the loss and is not in line with the personality of the monk.
Until then, Su Zimo did not understand.
The monk set up this bureau, let him run to the front of Xuanji Palace, and fight against the group repair of Xuanji Palace. The real goal is not to refine the blood, but the library of Xuanji Palace!
Now thinking about it, the blood in front of the refining mysterious palace should be just after the monk came to the library, and he just did it.
If the heavenly machine does not use the Blood Scriptures, there may still be a chance to survive.
However, in the fierce battle with Yan Beichen, once the "Lianxuejingjing" is urged, an accident will inevitably occur!
Tianji regards Daming Monk as his biggest opponent.
However, from the beginning to the end, the monk did not take the heavenly machine into his eyes. It was just a handy act that buried the best life of this mysterious palace!
"Does the senior know who this person is?"
Su Zimo asked tentatively.
"I did it."
The storyteller paused a little and shook his head: "But it is not inferred that this person is very powerful."
After the storytelling old man appeared, Su Zimo's feeling was that he knew everything, knew everything, and knew all the past and present.
However, the storytelling elders could not predict the identity of the monk!
Nowadays, it is probably Su Zimo who really knows the Daming Monk.
Su Zimo hesitated for a while, but did not tell the storytelling old man the identity of the monk.
No matter what, the Ming monk has saved his life.
Moreover, at present, the Da Ming monk is exactly evil, and even Su Zimo is not sure.
"Let's go and see in the Library, there is something missing."
The storyteller said a little, and brought Su Zimo's people to the library hall.
The storyteller flicked his sleeves gently, and the door to the hall opened.
On the floor at the door, two figures lay, by flowers, unable to move.
It seems that the two haven't spelled any forbidden words, can not speak, can only stare at the eyes, looking at the storytelling old man.
"Brother, brother, you ..."
Lin Xuanji froze for a moment.
These two people are the other two disciples of the storyteller, Jiji and Huangji.
"Although I know this is not good, but I don't know why, I just want to laugh! Hahahaha!"
Lin Xuanji laughed abruptly.
The two monks looked ashamed and flushed.
The storytelling old man stretched out his fingers and struck two of them across the void.
The rope on the two of them broke instantly.
You know, these two monks are in a state of fit, they can tie their ropes, and they are absolutely extraordinary. Now they are abandoned by old storytellers!
The two stood up, ran to the old storyteller, and knelt down.
"Master, the disciples have failed to guard the library, and the sin should be dead! Please master punish!"
The ground machine keeps nodding.
Huang Ji looked ashamed and whispered: "Master, your disciples have shamed you."
Su Zimo said secretly: "The storytelling old man is really right. This local machine is old-fashioned and obedient, but Huang Ji looks honest.
"Get up, this is not to blame you."
The storyteller didn't mean to blame, and then asked, "You know, what did he do in the library?"
"I don't know."
Huang Ji replied honestly: "But this man didn't stay in the library for a long time before he left. He said that he came here to borrow" Xuantianlu "to see it. After reading, he must return And, never to spread! "
Xuan Tianlu!
Su Zimo dumbfounded his tongue.
This is the foundation of Zongji Palace!
Created by the exquisite fairy, encompassing everything, the emperor of the ancients finally perfected it, and finally took shape.
Unexpectedly, it was stolen by a monk from Daming today!
This is a big deal!
The storyteller didn't enter the hall, just closed his eyes and felt, then nodded, and said, "Xuan Tianlu was indeed taken by him."
"Dear student! Damn student!"
The ground machine knelt down again, and his uncle raised his head. There was blood on his forehead, and he didn't mean to stop.
"Brother, get up quickly, don't let your mind go bad."
Lin Xuanji hurried forward and dragged the ground machine from the ground.
"Ha ha."
The storyteller laughed suddenly.
Both Jiji and Huangji were confused, and they both had a dead heart. I do n’t know how the storytelling old man could laugh.
"It's amazing."
The storyteller said with admiration, "I ran to my mysterious palace and stole Xuan Tianlu and admired him."
"Master, why are you bragging about him, Xuan Tianlu is lost, this is a big thing!" Huang Ji could not help asking.
"Forget it, let him go."
The old storyteller smiled and said, "This guy is kind of funny, just to borrow a book to read. Moreover, he promised that he would not return it and would return it."
(End of this chapter)