Zhang Jian's eyes swept across rows of tall bookshelf.

Zhang Yi opened the study to him without restraint or prohibited him from contacting other ancient books.

But Zhang Jian's eyes suddenly fell in the direction where the dark room was.

For some reason, he thought of the dozen strange rune scrolls in the dark room.

At first glance, he felt a strange feeling.

Zhang Jian thought to himself that he must go in and take a look if he has the chance.

He was still curious.

Everyone has such curiosity.

But Zhang Jian suppressed it.

Since Zhang Yi trusted him and allowed him to go to the private important place of the study, he naturally would not be ignorant of the importance of the matter and to peek into Zhang Yi's secrets.

Everyone has secrets.

In particular, some people don’t like someone to spy on their own secrets.

"Although the health care of Yunyuan Health Sutra is very strange, it is less domineering and lacks the next stage of practice. You still have to find another internal practice method to break through the realm!"

His eyes were mainly on the practice of the method within the bookshelf.

But he did not get up and move.

He has read it.

Most of the only books on the bookshelf are incomplete.

It is even worse than the "Yunyuan Health Preservation Sutra".

Zhang Jian looked at these vast books and could only try to find them by himself. He was not good at telling Zhang Yiming about this matter.

But Zhang Jian has another way.

That was the golden luck that I got from the clan temple a few days ago.

Zhang Jian remembered a cup of golden luck given by his "ancestor".

That golden luck has always been on him.

As long as he imagines it with his thoughts, he can visualize it.

In his eyes, the golden luck appeared.

The way to use is very simple, that is, just make a wish for this golden luck.

This kind of luck can often achieve some small wishes and take advantage of the situation.

For example, when he was in the first examination, he had a certain chance of being dismissed. For example, when he was reading the paper, the prefect of the county town was in a bad mood, or when he was depressed after reading the document, he might be dismissed. However, after using the golden luck, there is a certain chance of avoiding this situation.

Of course, if you hand in a blank paper, even if you use this cup of luck, it will be difficult to reverse the world, and it will only give you a glimmer of hope.

This is the conclusion drawn by Zhang Jian after multiple experiments.

And if you use that cup of luck to make a wish at this time, you may create opportunities.

Especially Zhang Yi was kind to him.

Zhang Jian had already made a decision while thinking about it.

"Make a wish, I hope to find an internal practice method suitable for yourself to break the realm within half a month!"

When Zhang Jian made a wish, he listed all the most important keywords separately.

The first is suitable, the second is to break the realm, and the third is to practice internally.

As for half a month.

Zhang Jian hopes to increase this chance.

After all, the day is too tight.

After he made his wish, he immediately saw the golden luck on his head evaporate at a speed visible to the naked eye and spread into the world.

After this golden luck dissipated, Zhang Jian immediately devoted his energy to rows of bookshelf and began to search.

In the dark room

Zhang Yi was playing with a red bead in his hand at this time.

This was a strange thing he got when he destroyed a thief who jumped into the Zhang family to steal a few days ago.

The reason why it is called a "strange thing" is because it glows light all over, like a gem, but also like a "night pearl" nurtured by nature!

Zhang Yi has been studying it for a while, but he has not been able to figure out the origin of this thing.

At this moment, Zhang Yi suddenly had a sudden whim, and a cold internal breath of Yin and cold ejaculation ejaculated from his body and penetrated into the red beads in his hand.

In an instant, the bead in his hand suddenly expanded and a red light appeared.

"it works!"

He looked happy. The thought had just emerged. In a flash, his face was horrified, and his body turned into a shadow and rushed towards the door of the dark room.

At the same time, throw the red beads into the corner.

But in an instant, the swelling red bead suddenly exploded.

The entire dark room was shaking.

Zhang Jian, who was searching for classics, was startled by the sudden outbreak of movement.

Rumble!!

The entire study seemed to be shaking.

Zhang Jian looked in the dark room with a blank expression.

"The earthquake?"

He subconsciously rushed out, but he paused in a flash.

As the loom roared, the dark grid was opened. Zhang Yi crawled out of the dark room with a dirt face, his whole body was charred and his whole body was like black charcoal.

Seeing Zhang Yi becoming like this, Zhang Jian immediately opened his mouth: "Ah...this!"

Soon he woke up and quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Yi up. At the same time, he looked at the dark room. He saw that there was black smoke everywhere in the dark room and many bookshelfs were blown down.

Many stones were still falling in a corner.

Zhang Jian quickly pulled Zhang Yi out.

"Uncle Yi, you are..."

"Don't mention it, it was the Fire Thunderbolt explosion! I was hit by the little thief's plot!"

At this time, Zhang Yi got up and looked at the dark room where the black smoke was still coming. At this time, he was a little shaky and gritted his teeth.

He didn't know what was wrong. If he had changed his past, he would never have been so impulsive and fell into the trap of a thief. This was almost unimaginable.

Zhang Jian's eyes twitched, but a hint of strangeness appeared in his eyes.

He had already seen Zhang Yi fall, and a burnt ancient book fell from his sleeve.

Although some of the pages of ancient books have been burned, you can still barely see a few big words!

"Tiangang Boy's Achievement!"

Zhang Jian took a look and Zhang Yi still had a gloomy face and did not care about the ancient book that fell.

At this time, outside the study room, Zhang Lu hurriedly ran in, but was quickly bombarded again.

Zhang Yi was stinking at this moment, looking at part of the bookshelf that also collapsed outside the study room, his eyes twitching.

These are all his treasures, as well as the rows of bookshelves in the dark room, which store a lot of his efforts.

Because of these treasures, he has been busy fighting and killing for most of his life.

This time he suffered a lot of losses.

And re-arrangement is even more troublesome.

Zhang Yi had a dark face, and almost all the whisk in his hand was broken.

He was full of hatred in his mouth.

Zhang Yi glanced at the dark and smokey study room, his eyes twitched, and he looked at Zhang Jian and said:

"Brother Jian, my study room has collapsed, and it is not convenient for others to enter and exit here..."

He spoke in a negotiating tone.

"Uncle Yi, just leave it to me!" Zhang Jian nodded gently.

This is a good thing, but he can't ask for it.

After all, there are so many priceless classics in the dark room.

Zhang Yi nodded, and he left with a look of bad luck.

Zhang Jian laughed in his heart. He had long seen that Zhang Yi had a irregular schedule and didn't like to clean.

The previous study room was messy.

In front of him, Zhang Yi handed over the study to him in order to save trouble.

But he still couldn't imagine that after making a wish for luck, he could create a chance to enter the dark room so quickly.
Chapter completed!