Chapter 1612: Xu Lao left a letter

Lu Li's face changed slightly.
He didn't expect that this Hu Yue would actually recognize himself as the inner ghost, which is really ridiculous.
However, Lu Li didn't bother to be familiar with this kind of person, but directly took out the Pill Saint Token.
Just when he was about to lift the token aloft, the group of disciples had already arrived in front of him.
"Take this inner ghost!"
The disciple who rushed to the front yelled violently, and drew a cold light knife from his hand.
But at this moment, he was suddenly taken aback.
"Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Lu?"
Getting closer, after seeing Lu Li's face clearly, his heart sank, and he cried out.
Hu Yue hadn't seen Lu Li, but he had.
In the past few days, Lu Li's deeds have spread throughout the entire Dan Pavilion, and it can be said that no one knows, no one knows.
But because Hu Yue had never left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this led to only hearing Lu Li's name, but never seen him himself.
This disciple quickly understood what was going on.
Click!
After he understood, the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "pop", and his hands began to tremble violently.
"Lu...Senior Brother Lu, we..." The disciple said incoherently, and the corners of his mouth trembled.
The other disciples behind him also all stiffened.
After they discovered that the "inner ghost" turned out to be Lu Li, a flash of terror flashed in their eyes.
I didn't expect that I would get the wrong person.
"It's okay, it's just a small matter." Lu Li waved his hand and withdrew the token.
He doesn't care about this kind of small mistake.
"Hu Yue, this is Senior Brother Lu, come over and apologize to him, otherwise you will look good!" The other disciples hurriedly ordered Hu Yue.
Um?
Hu Yue was shocked in his heart.
He never expected that the disciple in front of him was really Lu Li.
thump!
In an instant, his face turned pale as soil, he knelt on the ground, and said, "Senior Brother Lu, I just saw the wrong person, I damn, I damn!"
Lu Li waved his hand and said, "It's all right, I have something important, let me go."
Naturally, he will not be as knowledgeable as such people.
Immediately, in the fearful eyes of everyone behind, Lu Li walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion step by step.
Creak--
Pushing open the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Lu Li suddenly smelled a scent of scholarship.
He didn't waste too much time, walked directly to the first row of bookshelves, picked up a copy of the alchemy, and started to flip through it quickly.
Now he has been promoted to a fourth-rank alchemist, with a lot of profound background, which makes his reading speed now fast.
And he didn't want to know the efficacy of the Jiuqu Biming Ling Pill, he could do ten lines at a glance and never forget it.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Soon, he finished reading this alchemy and began to read the next alchemy.
The way he held the scriptures in his hand looked ordinary, without the slightest breath fluctuation.
But in fact, in his mind, there are tens of thousands of operations going on at every moment.
The powerful medicinal effect has forced his understanding to a terrifying level.
Now, after reading these alchemy scriptures, he felt that all the previous doubts and difficulties had been swept away, and he was relieved.
In just an hour, he flipped through all the alchemy on the shelf in front of him.
On the first floor of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, there are four rows of bookshelves on display, and each row has a collection of three hundred books.
He just finished reading one of them now, and the others haven't moved yet.
"Prepare to work hard and eat all these scriptures!"
Taking advantage of the effectiveness of the medicine, he kept picking up one after another, and then putting them down one by one.
When he picked it up, he knew nothing about this scripture.
But after putting it down, he has fully grasped all the profound meanings written in this scripture, and has grasped it at his fingertips.
All these must be bestowed by the Jiuqu Bi Ming Ling Pill.
Time flew like an arrow, and soon five hours passed.
During these five hours, Lu Li didn't let go of the scroll, reading hard.
At a certain moment, he felt the profound meaning in his mind reached a peak, everything in his body seemed to be affected, and his mind was a little mysterious.
He understood that this was the result of his reading of the scriptures.
Ordinary people have read a certain amount of scriptures, and after the quantity changes and the qualitative changes, the things they comprehend will reach the realm of great success, and they will all be proficient.
Thinking of this, he was hungry and kept reading.
An hour...
Two hours...
...
Six hours passed quickly.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and some cicadas cried from time to time outside.
Lu Li in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion continued to read the alchemy on the first floor without releasing the scroll.
This made him suddenly open up in his heart, and his understanding of the alchemy became more thorough, and it was no problem to refine some high-quality pills.
Pedal...
He stepped forward and walked towards the second floor.
When he first came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he guessed that there would be even more extraordinary alchemy on the second floor.
But because at that time, he felt that he hadn't finished reading the first level, so surely he couldn't read the second level.
But now it is different. Under the powerful medicinal effect of the Jiuqu Biming Ling Pill, he is very excited, and he is extremely excited to take the opportunity to fully understand everything in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
After stepping on the last step, he quickly went up to the second floor.
"Huh? This is it?"
When he got here, he was stunned.
Sweeping away, there was only one bookshelf here, with only a few books on the bookshelf.
Beside this book, there is also a gilt long sword, exuding a dazzling golden light, the momentum is turbulent, and you can see it at a glance.
At the same time, he also noticed that there was a letter at the top of the bookshelf.
"Why is there a letter here?"
Lu Li was curious, raised his hand and took the letter in his hand.
Looking down, I saw that the envelope was made of heavy rice paper, giving a sense of calmness. At the bottom of the letter, Long Feifengwu wrote a few large characters: "Letter to Lu Li."
"My letter?" Seeing this, Lu Li was stunned.
Who will leave a letter to himself?
Lu Chengqi was smacking his tongue, but he still opened the envelope.
Stabbed!
Tear open the envelope, you see a piece of rice paper, the handwriting on it is strong and powerful, and you can vaguely see that the person who writes is very skilled and strong on the back of the paper.
"Apprentice, after forty years, Fang Shiyin finally couldn't hold back, and wanted to kill the anger and sorrow."
"Fortunately, in the past years, there was an confidant named An Jingsong under the Lord of Anger and Sadness, who was not cleared by the latter.
"He sent me a letter and told me to return to the Holy Land to rescue my anger and sorrow."
"When I go, I don't know if I can come back..."
"You don't have to be sad, have you seen the scripture and the sword next to this letter? You opened it and there was a surprise."
"..."
After reading this letter, Lu Li Lengliu was full of faces.
As expected, something happened to the Holy Land, so the master had to go back.
But his strength is not as good as Fang Shiyin's.
Let’s go now, it’s very likely that you won’t be able to come back.