Xiang Nanwei really didn't expect that this handsome man would play tricks on him!
He changed into his own appearance, knocked those two disciples unconscious, and sneaked into the Library Pavilion.
After the two disciples woke up, they couldn't immediately identify themselves with the suzerain.
The handsome man kept laughing weirdly: "You are so silly and funny, look what this is."
Said, handsome man pointed to his neck.
Xiang Nan looked in the direction and found that there was a gap of human skin on the handsome man's neck, as if a piece of human skin was attached to his face.
The handsome man said: "Just now, the two of them have discovered the mask on my neck, and know that I am a fake you."
"When did you..." Xiang Nan said.
The handsome man said, "A mask? Fake."
The handsome man stroked it with his hand, and the skin on his neck disappeared again: "This is not a mask, it's a flaw I deliberately showed them. I can change my face instantly."
Xiang Nan didn't know what to say, so he could only follow in.
There were still a few disciples inside, the handsome man directly hid the two unconscious disciples outside the door behind the door, and disguised himself as one of the disciples.
Xiang Nan has a human skin mask, and also disguises himself as another disciple.
The handsome man started touching again, one book after another.
"Aren't you looking for a weapon?" Xiang Nan asked.
The handsome man said: "I said for the third time, I don't know what I'm looking for, don't be so wordy, hurry up and find a few books of higher grade martial arts and martial arts to take away."
Xiang Nan knew that there was nothing to ask, so he stopped asking.
He also began to search. There are more than ten thousand volumes of books in this library, too many to count.
Naturally, the higher the grade, the smaller the quantity.
Xiang Nan even found in it, there are more than fifty copies of high-level mysterious martial arts and martial arts!
Every book in his own world is a treasure that can never be exchanged for money, but this is not what Xiang Nan wants.
The more complex you learn, the more unfavorable it is to your own martial arts path.
Ask for the best! Instead of taking away these books and scaring the snake away, it is better to get straight to the point, as long as the Chilong Sword Art!
Unfortunately, the Chilong Sword Art is not in this library.
"Don't take any?" Junnan said.
"You can't chew too much." Xiang Nan said.
The handsome man nodded and said, "You are a serious man."
Xiang Nandao: "If you don't take it seriously, you won't be able to live today."
The handsome man said: "Yes, yes, for the sake of saving your life, you broke in alone..."
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and touch yours." Xiang Nan interrupted the handsome man impatiently.
In the second half of the night, Junnan kept touching, but in the end he couldn't find what he was looking for.
But the handsome man insisted on not leaving, he insisted on staying and continuing to look for things.
Xiang Nan sighed, even Xiaoque didn't steal much under his influence and education, but this person still didn't know how to repent.
Before dawn, the handsome man quietly returned to the dungeon.
Xiang Nan didn't believe that there was no way for him to get rid of the mark, otherwise he would never have been so calm and calm.
But this handsome man is really unfathomable, and many of his methods are unheard of by Xiang Nan.
After dawn, the sound of beating gongs and drums can be heard endlessly.
The vigorous military exhibition has finally begun.
Headed by the Glazed Tile Sect, the venue for the military exhibition is located in a large square among dozens of sects.
This is an open place, originally planted with colorful flowers and plants, and all kinds of strange trees, but now it has been cleaned up and completely aired out.
There are millions of disciples in only forty or so sects, and the number of idle warriors from other sects who came from all directions has reached tens of millions.
Xiang Nan completely underestimated the scale of this military exhibition.
Warriors who are passionate about weapons account for a considerable proportion of all warriors.
Some people like martial arts and martial arts, some people like elixirs and poisonous herbs, and even more people like murderers who accompany warriors the most.
Weapons are the second life of a warrior.
Although there were many visitors, only one or two out of a hundred people could actually enter this square, only a few hundred thousand people.
The rest of the people can only watch the low-grade weapons on the periphery of the crater. Those weapons are not the main event, they are arranged in a ring at the foot of the crater, for those who are not high-status and not qualified enough to appreciate.
As the guest of the Liuli Sect Master, Xiang Nan is naturally qualified to enter the core square.
More than forty platforms are erected high, and each platform is a camp of a sect. The Glazed Sect is the head of the ring mountain, located in the east main seat, and the grandstand is the largest and tallest.
Above the first seat, the most central position is the Liuli Sect Master, and on both sides are six Xuandao masters, Xiang Nan, and a few elders of the Liuli Sect who are still in the sect.
Usually, elders with high realms rarely stay in the sect, and all of them travel all over the world to improve their own strength and find adventures.
If it weren't for the iron laws of the sect, there must be a certain number of elders sitting in the sect on weekdays, otherwise, these sects would have been empty long ago.
Even so, those elders are also very unhappy, they are too high-level and have no interest in these weapons, but now they want to sit here and put on a front.
Only Sect Master Liuli has a great interest in Xuan Dao, and he looks very interested.
"Last night, someone pretended to be you and broke into the Library Pavilion." Liuli Sect Master tilted his head, smiled, and said to Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nandao: "Have you taken away the Chilong Sword Art?"
The Suzerain shook his head: "The Chilong Sword Art is in my heart, not on paper."
"You lied." Xiang Nan took a deep look at the suzerain: "You said that if I kill you, I can take away the sword formula, so it's a lie."
The suzerain smiled and said: "Well, I lied, you can't get the sword formula even if you kill me."
The two whispered to each other and smiled frequently, which attracted the envy of countless disciples, but they didn't know that the content of the two people's conversation was so thrilling.
"Is there any clue in the spirit search array?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile.
The suzerain said: "No, but it is also expected, the fragments of the Nether sword are not so easy to obtain."
"Otherwise, nephew, change your mind and search for it too. Later, when you have collected almost everything, I will kill you with one palm and snatch your fragments, which will save me a lot of effort."
Xiang Nandao: "The suzerain is joking."
After a while, he added another sentence: "You are not capable of killing me yet."
The suzerain nodded: "I believe that, even the Northern Emperor failed to kill you, I'm afraid you have a good way to escape."
"You know everything." Xiang Nan said.
"Of course." The suzerain said: "Bai Muchen, a member of the northern royal family, broke into the crater. If my eyes are blackened, then this suzerain will not do it."
"However, I have always believed what you said, because it was indeed the old man Mo Ling who brought you to the Beihuang family land, and he saved you with his life."
"Aren't you going to expose me?" Xiang Nan said, "Giving me to the Northern Emperor is a great gift, and he will appreciate your kindness."
The suzerain said: "Provide him with convenience? I don't have those leisurely thoughts. What's more, do you still know a genius who rebelled against the Bai family like you? The more the better, bring them all here."
"I didn't like Baihe a long time ago. Isn't it very powerful? I dare to call Beihuang's name directly, so I'm afraid you didn't."
Xiang Nandao: "I'm scared to death, you go to him and kill him with one palm."
The suzerain said: "Nephew is joking."
After a while, the suzerain added another sentence: "Ten thousand palms can't kill you, um... ten thousand and one palms can't do it."
This glass suzerain has a different sense of humor.
The word sense of humor is relatively rare among warriors, but this Liuli Sect Master is a different kind.
"It's started." The suzerain's eyes lit up, pointing to the field and saying: "The weapons are on display."