From the moment he entered the bookstore, to be precise, the moment he broke the access control and entered the third floor, Shisanlang noticed the female teacher at first sight.

It is not because of her position, not because of her beauty, nor because of her temperament. Although these three are enough to attract the attention of countless people, let alone now that it is converging in one body, it attracts her attention.

Thirteen Lang noticed that she was not because of this, but because of her vigilance, unable to express even for no reason.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with a peaceful and peaceful temperament. She didn't even look up at Shisanlang. However, she couldn't explain the reason, and he always felt a peeping. This peeping was not malicious, but it was everywhere, unable to be eliminated, and there was no way to avoid or ignore it. Shisanlang felt like a newborn baby, and all the secrets were exposed to people without any obstruction.

If it weren't for a longing here, Shisanlang really wanted to turn around and leave, leave this place that countless people yearn for, and get out of the feeling of being peeped out.

This feeling is not as violent and intense as the scholar, but it is particularly agile and secret and cannot be avoided, which makes him very uneasy. There is no way to avoid it, Shisanlang could only carefully subdue himself behind many students who have read classics and techniques, and carefully but without losing speed to find what he wanted to find without showing any clues.

When you sleep at night and get up in the morning, everything is determined according to the laws of mortal life. It is called "entering the world every day" in order to collect more spirit stones. The opening hours of the bookstore are the same, and there are access controls on each floor. The cultivation level needs to reach a certain level before you can enter the next floor.

The third level is used by students in the school above the Killing Pill, and the classics and techniques and various records of excess magic weapons are related to them. However, in reality, most of the monks entering this place are false alchemy realms, while the Jindan monks account for only a very small part.

The reason is actually very simple. After a monk enters the formation of elixirs, most of the exercises have been established, and the natal magic weapons are refined early. Although the things recorded in the bookstore are good, they will inevitably cause trouble when changing them. Moreover, it is not easy to maintain practice in such a place. Where did Yucai consider new magic weapons? Therefore, those monks who have not yet formed elixirs and are still able to replace their exercises, or who are considering what kind of magic weapons to be refined will come more.

The fake pill monk has no ability to break the access control at all. He has to go to the third level, and there is only one way left: break the forbidden talisman!

This is not a bargain used outside. The price of breaking trumpets used on the third floor of the bookstore is as high as 7,000 yuan, and it is a consumable treasure, and the cost is extremely high. Therefore, if students need to go to the bookstore, unless the parts that need to be solved urgently, they will accumulate the problems encountered in their practice, and try to use a single stay time to clear them at one time. Among the fourth floors of the Taoist Books, Bans, Dans, and Arrays, the bookstore has always been the latest to close, and this is also the reason.

Seeing the students around him leaving one after another, Shisanlang was about to take this opportunity to slip away, but he suddenly heard the female teacher call out his name and couldn't help but stand there.

"Stop pretending, you know I'm watching you."

The woman raised her head and said in a faint voice: "Come here."

Seeing her face, Shisanlang discovered that the woman's eyes were different, and there was a diamond mark on the center of her eyebrows, like a vertical eye or a beauty addiction pointed out with cinnabar. Not only does it not diminish its beauty, but it adds a bit of charm to her slightly clear temperament, which is very attractive.

No matter how tempting it is, no student dares to have any evil thoughts. In fact, when Thirteen Lang and the woman's eyes faced each other, the feeling of being peeped became stronger and stronger. The addiction between his eyebrows seemed to come alive, and emitted a strange light in his heart. Thirteen Lang tried hard to calm down and stepped forward to salute, saying, "I have seen the teacher, but I don't know how the teacher knows the name of the student, and I'm also very proud..."

"Don't rush to ask questions, talk about yourself first."

The woman's expression was slightly different and she said, "I'll ask you why she is so reckless."

"Reckless?" Shisanlang said in confusion: "Students are cautious in their words and actions, and they have not done anything wrong."

The woman looked at him quietly, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in her eyes, and said, "Bad Du Yun, break the courtyard gate, make talismans, and break up to three floors on the first day. Is this meant caution?"

"The cultivation level is not only a foundation building, but I was fortunate to travel with the dean. I was admitted to the hospital for only one day. Now I have heard of the famous name of the new and old colleges. Is this a prudence?"

The words gradually became harsh, and the woman said coldly: "Looking at you, you are not like a false person, can you really treat the Taoist temple as a pure land outside the world? No disputes or troubles?"

Shisanlang smiled bitterly when he heard this and said helplessly: "Those are coincidences, and the students had to do it. To be honest, the students have declared their retreat to the public and will not interact with anyone again."

As he said this, Shisanlang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that the news from the Taoist temple was really fast, especially Du Yun's defeat, how did it reach the teacher's ears? He guessed that Murong Pei would not mention it, let alone Du Yun himself, so he could only be seen in the process.

Thinking of this, Shisanlang felt a little nervous and reminded himself several times that this place was a Taoist temple and could not tolerate any carelessness.

The woman knew that most of what he said was the truth, so she stopped mentioning it after talking casually, and asked, "Why do you want to make spiritual talismans? Is it really because of the lack of spiritual stones?"

Shisanlang nodded seriously.

The woman said: "Making talismans is nothing, but why did you lower the price to sell it?"

Shisanlang thought to himself that he might not be the backstage of who you are? That's too much. If the Taoist temple makes the teacher so poor, just close the door.

He answered honestly: "There is only a weak person, and the younger generation urgently needs a large number of spirit stones, so they have to do so."

The woman said lightly: "Do you know how many people have you offended this?"—

Shisanlang thought about it, but did not answer her head in response, but just said, "Please be considerate of the teacher."

"Conscientious? I don't think so."

The woman said a little sarcastically: "From my opinion, you are more anxious to prepare something, or waiting for something."

This time, Shisanlang was silent for a long time before he looked up and said, "The teacher must have known the experience of the students. It is not easy to stay in the courtyard, and the journey of students in the future is not easy, so he can only prepare early."

He was reminding the other party that I had the permission of the dean. If you want to talk about your experience, should you ask for instructions first?

The woman smiled coldly, like an orchid blooming with petals, not much charming and gentle, but with a sharp aura.

"I do know your past from the dean. Let's do this. Since you lack spirit stones, you can take out the magic crystals and exchange them with me. Then stop making spirit talismans, how about?"

This suggestion really surprised Shisanlang and he couldn't understand why she attached so much importance to a small talisman. It sounded like she was really involved with the cadet who sold the talisman and deliberately suppressed Shisanlang.

No matter what, as a teacher, even though she said such words, Shisanlang's best way is to accept suggestions, not only solve the urgent problem, but also make connections with them, which is really a matter of getting along with each other.

It's a pity that he can't do that.

When he arrived at the Demon Realm, his spiritual energy was lacking in the Demon Realm. Shisanlang's practice was several times more difficult than any cultivator. He even picked up those damaged magic weapons for use, so how could he exchange the magic crystals at will?

In the spiritual realm, no matter how difficult the conditions are or how rare the spirit stone is, there is still a way to imagine. Once the magic weapon crystal is exhausted, where can he find a way to get it?

In desperation, Shisanlang could only smile bitterly and shake his head, and said sincerely: "The teacher's intention is understandable, but the magic crystal, the students are really unable to exchange."

“Why?”

The woman looked cold and said lightly: "Are you planning to return to the Demon Realm and collude with those Holy Sons?"

Shisanlang shook his head and simply stopped talking.

He had nothing to say, he couldn't say that I really wanted to go to the Demon Realm, but the Demon Crystal had nothing to do with going to the Demon Realm. In short, everything is wrong, so it's better to pretend to be a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

The woman's eyes turned cold and shouted disdainfully: "You really think you have received the protection of the dean, so I can't do anything to you? You might as well tell you that the students who practice in the Taoist temple will be handled by the teacher."

The warning in the words was very strong, but Shisanlang didn't have much panic. He said respectfully but calmly: "The students did not violate any rules of the colleges."

The woman was not angry at his implicit contradictory words, and said coldly: "I want to remind you that you must abide by the rules here, not be arrogant and not have ulterior motives."

Shisanlang nodded and said seriously: "Student understands."

"Really understand?" The woman still refused to let go and asked again.

Shisanlang closed his mouth again, not saying it deaf, nor could he see any sincerity.

The woman was silent and seemed to have given up this interrogation-style interrogation. Shisanlang was nervous and calm on the surface, but could only endure and persevere, hoping that she would give up soon.

After a while, the woman spoke again, and her tone had returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"What are you here today?"

Shisanlang replied honestly: "Students read books."

Although the woman is good-natured, she couldn't help but be angry by his serious appearance. She said with a bad voice: "Of course I came to the Bookstore to read books. I asked what book you read? It was a martial art or a magical power. It also said it was a alchemy refining weapon, a formation restriction, so you should always have a look."

Shisanlang suddenly realized and quickly replied: "The students have not read those for the time being, they are just looking for some classics and historical records to browse."

"Is that true? Are they all related to the Dao Court?"

The woman said lightly: "Or it is related to the Taoist teaching!"

Shisanlang's expression remained unchanged and said sincerely: "I have admired the Taoist temple for a long time, so I naturally have to understand the style of my ancestors for my admiration."

The woman looked at him coldly and said, "But I see you, all you see is the current teacher, but I didn't touch my predecessors at all, but why?"

Shisanlang's expression was slightly stagnant and replied, "I haven't come yet."

The woman was silent and knew that she could not ask anything after asking. She waved her hand tiredly, "Forget it, you go first."

The topic suddenly stopped, and Shisanlang was a little lost. It was not until the woman waved her hand again that he quickly bid farewell and left. His steps were slight ease in his steady steps, and he was about to disappear on the third floor.

"Next time reading a book, remember to read more Taoist magic and supernatural powers, and don't be too biased."

A reminder suddenly came from behind, his tone was faint, and he couldn't tell what was intended. Shisanlang's body paused slightly, turned around and gave another politeness, and then he strideed away.

After leaving the yard and leaving the square, Shisanlang took a deep breath of the cold air and calmed his volatile mood slightly.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the forehead, wiped off a few pieces of sweat that he had dared not shed before, and was about to take another step.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, please stay!" A clear and refined voice sounded behind him.

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Chapter completed!