After staring at the three awards on the bookshelf panel for a long time, Zhong Wen could not make up his mind to start the lottery.
He had a somewhat non-Emirati physique to begin with, but recently he felt that his luck was very poor.
As more and more books are collected, the lottery opportunities provided by the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" become more and more rare, and they are no longer as squanderable as before.
or……
Zhong Wen turned his head and glanced at Shangguan Mingyue, who was sitting on the ground with his knees in his arms, bored and unhappy.
"Xiao Yueyue." He rolled his eyes and came to the eldest lady in a few steps. Without saying a word, he grabbed her jade-white catkin and pressed it on his forehead. "I'll lend you your hand."
"You, what are you doing!"
Shangguan Mingyue was immersed in longing for her father, aunt, Feng Zunzhe and other relatives and friends. Unexpectedly, Zhong Wen would suddenly make such an intimate move. Her pink face immediately turned red and she couldn't help scolding her.
"I feel a little dizzy and hot, maybe I've caught a cold"
Only then did Zhong Wen realize that his relationship with the other party was not as close as that of Leng Wushuang and Xiao Loli. It would be a bit abrupt to start directly. He immediately smiled awkwardly and said, "I want you to see if your head is hot."
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Shangguan Mingyue: "..."
How can you, a Taoist spiritual master, catch wind and cold?
She glared at Zhong Wen fiercely, with complaints and a trace of indescribable emotions in her eyes.
"Congratulations on receiving your reward: enlightenment!"
But Zhong Wen had already slipped aside, closed his eyes, and stared blankly at the rewards on the panel, feeling empty and extremely disappointed.
At the risk of getting scolded, you just picked this one?
This Shangguan eldest lady looked at Jin Gui, could it be that she was also a non-chief?
I might as well smoke it myself!
Hey, I miss Wushuang and Xiaodie so much... Huh? What is this?
While he was feeling sorry for himself, he suddenly realized that the "Enlightenment" he had won this time did not have the volume number on it.
Could it be...
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and he hurriedly looked at the bookshelf, only to see that in the "Holy Spirit Grade" column of spiritual skills, there was an extra book called "Enlightenment".
I go!
Holy Spirit level?
Zhong Wen quickly flipped through the book in his mind, his eyes showing ecstasy.
The "Enlightenment", which has always been a one-time consumable, has turned into a spiritual skill and has been classified as the highest "Holy Spirit Level".
This means that from now on, if he wants to teach the contents of any book to others, he will no longer consume the number of uses of "Enlightenment", and the price he needs to pay is only a little spiritual power.
For him, who never lacks recovery elixirs, today's "Enlightenment" is as good as free.
I have so many advanced spiritual skills in my mind. If they were taught to everyone in Piaohua Palace, wouldn’t they be amazing?
In the past, Zhong Wen used the "Dai Go Initiation". He was afraid that he would not be able to cope with unexpected situations, so he always scratched his head and left enough margin for himself. Now that he had received a permanent version of the "Dai Go Initiation", he suddenly felt elated and became a serf.
Bring the joy of singing.
However, after being happy for a moment, he suddenly calmed down.
We are no longer in the same era, so how can I teach the exercises to everyone?
Thinking of this, Zhong Wen's face gradually darkened, and he finally had a true understanding of his situation.
Glancing at the unhappy Shangguan Mingyue not far away, he suddenly understood the mood of the eldest lady of the trading company at this time.
When Shangguan heard the words "ten thousand years ago" from Zhong Wen's mouth, he thought he was joking at the beginning of the next month. Later, he finally realized that this was not a joke, and his whole face turned pale with shock.
Afterwards, she fell into a depressed mood, could no longer see her smile, and did not say a few words to Zhong Wen for two whole days.
After several attempts to console him to no avail, he simply changed his mind and began to look for a way to return to the future ten thousand years in the future.
"Senior, do you know of any means that can allow people to travel through time and space?"
In addition to collecting books, Zhong Wen's main responsibility in the library is to chat with the old man Dabei, "Have you traveled to 10,000 years ago?"
"Ten thousand years?" The old man Dabei lowered his white eyebrows and shook his head repeatedly, "Even practitioners of the Avenue of Time cannot have such ability. Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to send people to the past and kill their enemies at a young age?
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This is a good idea!
Isn’t this how science fiction movies are shot?
Zhong Wen's eyes lit up and his thoughts were greatly inspired, but he quickly calmed down.
If I teleport forward two hundred years, I can find the Lord of the Dark Temple and the Seven-Star Saint who have not yet become saints, and kick their butts.
But this ten thousand years ago...
The enemy’s ancestors weren’t even born yet!
"Maybe someone can do it?" he said unwillingly.
"After all, what I am cultivating is not the way of time. I am not very clear about this." Old Man Dabei thought for a while and said, "It's a pity that you only have five days to live. Otherwise, you can go to the 'Palace of Time' to inquire."
Can you chat?
Zhong Wen's face suddenly fell, and he felt like he was hopeless.
"Isn't that girl your wife?" Old Man Dabei suddenly changed the topic, "You are so fussy when you touch your hand, how can you give birth to a baby?"
"They're just friends." Zhong Wen scratched his head sheepishly, "At that time, in order to win sympathy, I lied a little, and I hope that my senior will forgive me."
"Although she missed, she's not far off. In my opinion, she probably has some interest in you." The old man Dabei suddenly patted his shoulder and said sincerely, "Time is running out, and it's time to enjoy yourself, so why not take advantage of this opportunity?"
Work harder in five days and get everything done that needs to be done!"
Zhong Wen raised his eyes and clearly read the burning fire of Bagua in this saint's eyes.
"I have been in the world for more than three hundred years. Except for the Master of Bailing Palace, I have never seen anyone who can match the appearance of this girl." The old man Dabei seemed to be interested, and he became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, "I think she is still a virgin.
Isn't it such a pity that at such a young age, I have not experienced the pleasures of fish and water and the joy of being in a boudoir, but I am going to die in hell. I think back then..."
The bald face with white eyebrows and white beard, combined with the gossipy love stories on his lips, made the scene look extremely weird.
"Senior, is it really okay for you, a saint and a strong man, to be disrespectful to your elders in this way?" Zhong Wen finally couldn't help but ask.
"Saint? What happened to the saint?" Old Man Dabei said disapprovingly, "Who is not a saint these days? I kindly share with you my experience in picking up girls that I have treasured for many years. Please listen carefully, little one, and don't interrupt..."
Who is not a saint?
Damn the Dogs of Versailles!
I am not a saint!
Zhong Wen jumped up with a look of grief and anger.
"Your boy has a strong spiritual power and a solid foundation, which is rare in the world."
As if he had read through his thoughts, the old man Dabei said calmly, "It's just that my understanding of my own path is far from enough. If I don't have ten or twenty years of experience, I'm afraid I won't be able to step into the holy path."
"It only takes ten or twenty years to become a saint? I was not yet forty years old at that time."
When Zhong Wen heard this, he couldn't help but look happy, "Isn't it true that a saint in his thirties is unprecedented and unprecedented?"
"Although a saint under the age of forty can be regarded as extremely talented." Old Man Dabei hit him again, "But he is still far from the unprecedented. Back then, the Lord of Bailing Palace, Lin Xingyue, became a saint at the age of twenty-eight.
That’s what is truly unique in the world.”
Zhong Wen was stunned on the spot. After a long while, he shook his head helplessly, ran to the corner alone, and sat in a daze.
In the next few days, he was bored and sometimes ran to comfort Shangguan Mingyue, sometimes chatted with the disciples of Duobao Pavilion who entered the library, but most of his time was still spent in dialogue with the old man Dabei.
Every conversation he had with the old Versailles would put him in a painful situation where he had no love in life and no pretense.
However, Zhong Wen always quickly adjusts his mentality after receiving a blow and continues to rush in for abuse, never getting tired of it.
Just because every conversation with this powerful saint has benefited him a lot, and his understanding of cultivation has deepened a lot.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhong Wen even vaguely felt that the light on "Zhong Wen No. 2" seemed to become brighter and more dazzling.
On the night of the seventh day, the rumored doomsday did not seem to have come.
Zhong Wen slowly came to the old man Dabei, stared closely into his eyes, his muscles tensed up, and he exuded an astonishing momentum.
"Are you still going to struggle?" Old Man Dabei asked calmly with a bitter look on his face.
"After all, it's my own life." Zhong Wen nodded seriously, "If I don't fight, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in peace even if I die."
"Very good, then..." Midway through the words, the old man Dabei suddenly raised his head and looked upward, a trace of shock and sadness flashed in his eyes, "No need, they failed."
Zhong Wen looked along his line of sight, and what appeared in front of his eyes was a dazzling white light.
This light shot in from the window of the library and instantly filled the entire building.
He felt warm, like he was lying in his mother's arms when he was a child. His muscles all relaxed and he could no longer exert any strength.
Then, there was a buzzing sound in his head and he completely lost consciousness.