After Zhu Xingxiu received the emperor's decree and token, he left directly.
He can't wait to rush towards the Sutra Pavilion now.
He really wants to find out now whether the Sutra Pavilion can find out the secrets about that place.
However, Zhu Xingxiu didn't have much hope.
He is afraid that the greater his expectations, the greater his disappointment.
After all, his master Ling Tian didn't know whether the Scripture Pavilion had any information about that place.
Everything is just a possibility.
Zhu Xingxiu was walking on the way to the Sutra Pavilion, thinking in his mind how he should find out the news.
This journey has been very smooth.
He came to the most important library hall in the palace.
There are tens of thousands of books in the library hall.
Every year, people make huge fortunes from these books.
These collections of books contain many records of exercises and techniques.
Although this library hall is a special place for the royal family, it does not have any protective measures.
Because there are many guards standing outside the door of the library hall. If there is any abnormality, they can rush in immediately.
As soon as Zhu Xingxiu entered the library hall, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
There is actually a magnificent palace in the library hall!
The interior of the palace is luxuriously decorated and magnificent.
A long staircase extends deep into the palace in front, leading to the hall.
There were guards standing around the palace, their heads lowered, looking respectful.
There is a chair placed in the center of the palace, and a table next to the chair.
Behind the desk is a chair made of rosewood, with a man sitting on the chair.
It was a white-haired old man with a sallow complexion, a short and fat figure, his eyes closed, and his mouth slightly raised, as if he was asleep.
On the left side of the man are two girls wearing green robes and black veils, and on the right side are three or four palace maids.
All these people lowered their heads, not daring to say a word or look up.
"See you, Uncle Emperor." Zhu Xingxiu quickly knelt down and worshiped.
"No gift."
The man's voice was hoarse, like a sound made by dry branches rubbing against the ground.
"Oracle, token."
"Yes, uncle!" Zhu Xingxiu quickly took out his hand and token and handed it to the emperor. .
"Go for it!"
The man waved his hand.
The door to the Sutra Pavilion opened.
Zhu Xingxiu bowed respectfully and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.
As soon as he entered the main entrance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhu Xingxiu felt a strong medicinal fragrance coming to his nostrils.
At this moment, Zhu Xingxiu couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated. He was even a little intoxicated by the fragrance of the medicine and didn't want to wake up.
He even felt that there was an inexplicable energy in his body that was about to move.
This feeling is very unfamiliar.
He had never encountered it.
It was also the first time he encountered such a situation.
"Could it be that this is the Dantian of Medicine King?"
Such an idea suddenly flashed into Zhu Xingxiu's mind.
His heart suddenly beat wildly, and he was almost suffocated with excitement.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt like he couldn't control himself.
Zhu Xingxiu quickly suppressed his inner excitement and ran quickly forward.
At this moment, his speed was extremely fast, like a cheetah running fast.
"What a strong medicinal scent!"
After running for more than ten meters, Zhu Xingxiu finally felt the restlessness in his body dissipate.
He stopped to take a few deep breaths of air to calm down the restlessness in his heart, and then continued to rush forward.
Zhu Xingxiu's speed became faster and faster, and his figure seemed to turn into a storm, running quickly towards the front.
Soon, Zhu Xingxiu felt dizzy.
He felt his head getting heavier and heavier, his vision becoming more and more blurry, and the scenery in front of him also becoming blurry.
"what happened?"
Zhu Xingxiu felt something was wrong, so he quickly speeded up and ran forward.
He felt that his body was getting weaker and heavier, and his steps were getting slower and slower.
How is this going
Zhu Xingxiu was a little surprised.
After all, this was his first time stepping into the Sutra Pavilion.
Faced with this sudden change, Zhu Xingxiu really didn't expect it, and he didn't even know what it was about.
How could he feel such discomfort
Zhu Xingxiu was a little confused.
His body suddenly stopped at this moment.
Because he found that he couldn't move at all.
He felt like he was stuck in a swamp and couldn't move.
Zhu Xingxiu felt as if his current situation was being controlled by someone.
He felt that his body was slowly softening and becoming lighter.
And he still feels a strong sense of sleepiness.
He felt that his head was getting dizzy and his eyes were getting blurry.
He felt that his body was gradually getting colder and eventually turned into ice, and his consciousness was blurring a little bit.
Zhu Xingxiu wanted to shout, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
"How is this going?"
"What's going on?"
Zhu Xingxiu felt very puzzled.
At the moment when Zhu Xingxiu's consciousness was about to blur.
"Buzz!"
In his ears, there was a sudden buzzing.
His consciousness jolted and he suddenly opened his eyes.
The scene before him became clear.
What caught his eye were rows of neatly arranged wooden shelves filled with all kinds of books.
Next to the bookshelf is a huge stone platform. In the center of the stone platform is a futon with a layer of white cloth on it. There is an old man in white on the futon.
The old man's face was a little haggard, and his face seemed to be covered with wrinkles.
"Where is this?"
Zhu Xingxiu looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
But he couldn't remember what was going on.
"Hey, that person looks so familiar..."
When Zhu Xingxiu saw the old man, he was suddenly stunned.
Isn't that old man the Medicine King from Shennong Hall that he visited before
Why is he here
Zhu Xingxiu couldn't help but feel doubtful.
Did I come here by mistake
Not in Shennong Hall, but in a certain area of Sutra Pavilion
However, this place is obviously the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!
What is he doing here
Zhu Xingxiu felt very strange.
His mind was also full of questions.
"You, who are you?"
The old man looked at Zhu Xingxiu and said slowly.
Zhu Xingxiu was stunned when he heard this:
"Old sir, do you know me?"
Zhu Xingxiu was confused.
He stared at the old man carefully, and his vigilance increased.
He was also wondering in his mind, was this old man trying to test him on purpose
"Of course, you haven't forgotten that you met me at Shennong Hall, right?" The old man smiled and then said.
"Oh, it turns out to be the old gentleman. I don't know the old gentleman's surname..." Zhu Xingxiu was immediately overjoyed, and a smile appeared on his face. He quickly bowed and saluted, and asked respectfully.