The old storyteller had great expectations for Su Zimo.
Of course, as the old storyteller said, this is a variable. Su Zimo still has a long way to go before he can grow to the point where all the emperors in the world will surrender.
But now, the situation on the Tianhuang Continent is changing rapidly.
There is not much time left for Su Zimo.
As he said that, under the leadership of the old storyteller, everyone entered the Xuanji Palace.
From the outside, the entire Xuanji Palace cannot be seen.
Only when you enter the realm of Xuanji Palace can you truly feel the accumulation of time, and the shock is far beyond what other sect forces can match!
"Um?"
Suddenly, the old storyteller frowned, let out a sigh, and turned his eyes to an area of Xuanji Palace.
Su Zimo also looked around.
In that area, there stood a huge palace, a hundred feet high, soaring into the sky, divided into nine floors, each floor enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people!
There are three big characters written on the plaque of the palace - Library Hall.
"Old man, what's wrong?"
Lin Xuanji saw that the old storyteller had a strange look on his face and asked casually.
"An outsider has been here."
The old storyteller's face darkened slightly, and his words were shocking!
"ah?"
Lin Xuanji was startled and asked, "What do you mean? An outsider came to the library hall?"
You know, this library hall preserves many ancient secrets.
The most important thing inside is not only the secret book of exercises, but also many historical biographies!
The Library Hall is the important place of the Mysterious Palace. Even the owner of the Mysterious Palace cannot step into it casually!
If an outsider enters the library hall, this is a big deal!
"I'll go over and take a look!"
Lin Xuanji moved, said something, and ran over.
"The person has already left."
The old storyteller snorted coldly: "These people in the palace are really a bunch of losers. They are being fooled around. Even outsiders don't know about the library hall!"
Su Zimo's heart moved and he murmured softly: "Could it be him?"
The old storyteller nodded slightly and said, "As expected, the fallen bloodline outside Xuanji Palace was also refined by this person."
Great Ming Monk!
The last doubt in Su Zimo's heart was finally solved.
Originally, he had some doubts as to why the Ming Monk would set up such a trap if he wanted to refine his bloodline.
First of all, there aren't many bloodlines left from this battle.
Secondly, this is in front of the Xuanji Palace. Taking great risks to refine bloodline here is really not worth the gain, and it is not in line with the character of the Ming Dynasty Monk.
Only then did Su Zimo understand.
The Monk of the Ming Dynasty set up this trap and asked him to run to the Xuanji Palace and fight with the cultivators of the Xuanji Palace. The real goal was not to refine the bloodline at all, but the library hall of the Xuanji Palace!
Now that I think about it, the bloodline refining in front of the Xuanji Palace should have been done casually by the Ming Monk after he came to the Library Palace.
If Tianji didn't use the "Blood Refining Demonic Sutra", there might still be a chance to survive.
But in the fierce battle with Yan Beichen, once the "Blood Refining Demonic Scripture" is activated, an accident will inevitably happen!
Tianji regards Daming Monk as his biggest opponent.
But the Great Ming Monk never paid attention to Tianji from the beginning to the end. With just a casual move, he ruined the life of the most outstanding descendant of Xuanji Palace!
"Senior, do you know who this person is?"
Su Zimo asked tentatively.
"I've deduced it."
The old storyteller paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "But I didn't figure it out. This person is very powerful."
After the old storyteller appeared this time, Su Zimo felt that he was omniscient, omnipotent, and knowledgeable about the past and present.
However, even the old storyteller could not figure out the identity of the Ming monk!
Nowadays, Su Zimo is probably the only one who really knows the Ming Monk.
Su Zimo hesitated for a moment and did not tell the old storyteller the identity of the Ming monk.
No matter what, the Ming monk saved his life.
Moreover, even Su Zimo is not sure whether the Ming monk is good or evil.
"Let's go to the library hall to see what's missing."
The old storyteller said lightly, and led Su Zimo and others to the library hall.
The old storyteller gently flicked his sleeves, and the door of the main hall opened in response.
On the ground at the door, two figures were lying, tied up by Wuhua Da, unable to move.
It seemed that these two people had not cast any silencing spells yet. They were speechless and could only stare at the old storyteller.
"Senior brother, junior brother, you..."
Lin Xuanji was stunned for a moment.
These two people were the other two disciples of the old storyteller, Di Ji and Huang Ji.
"Although I know this is not good, I don't know why, I just want to laugh! Hahahaha!"
Lin Xuanji laughed heartily.
The two monks looked ashamed and their faces were red.
The old storyteller stretched out his finger and scratched the two people's bodies twice across the void.
The ropes on the two men were instantly broken into several pieces.
You know, these two monks are both in the Fusion Realm, and the rope that can bind them is absolutely extraordinary, but now it was casually destroyed by the old storyteller!
The two stood up, ran to the old storyteller, and knelt down.
"Master, this disciple failed to protect the library and deserves death! Please punish me, Master!"
The ground machine kept kowtowing.
Huang Ji looked ashamed and whispered: "Master, this disciple has embarrassed you."
Su Zimo thought to himself: "The old storyteller's assessment is really right. This Diji has an old-fashioned character and follows the rules, while Huang Ji looks honest and honest."
"Get up, it's not your fault."
The old storyteller did not mean to blame, and then asked: "Do you know what he did in the library hall?"
"Disciple doesn't know."
Huang Ji answered honestly: "But this man didn't stay in the library hall for long before he left. He said that he came here because he wanted to borrow "Xuan Tian Lu" to read. After reading it, he would definitely return it. , and it will never be spread out!"
Xuantianlu!
Su Zimo was secretly speechless.
This is the foundation of Xuanji Palace!
Created by Fairy Linglong, it is all-encompassing, and the Eternal Human Emperor finally perfected it before it finally took shape.
Unexpectedly, it was stolen by the Ming monk today!
This is a big deal!
The old storyteller did not enter the main hall, but closed his eyes to feel it, then nodded and said: "He did take the Xuantian Record."
"Disciple deserves to die! Disciple deserves to die!"
Di Ji knelt down again, kowtowing his head, his forehead was covered with blood, and he showed no intention of stopping.
"Senior brother, please get up quickly, don't lose your mind."
Lin Xuanji quickly stepped forward and forcibly pulled Diji up from the ground.
"hehe."
The old storyteller suddenly laughed.
Both Diji and Huangji were confused. They both wanted to die. They didn't know how the old storyteller could still laugh.
"It's really amazing."
The old storyteller exclaimed in admiration: "I actually ran into my Xuanji Palace and stole Xuantian Lu. I admire you."
"Master, why are you still praising him? The loss of Xuantian Lu is such a big deal!" Huang Ji couldn't help but ask.
"Forget it, let him be."
The old storyteller smiled casually and said: "This man is quite interesting. He just wanted to borrow the book and read it. Moreover, he also promised that he would not spread the book and would return it."