Ye Yuxi casually took two ancient scrolls from the bookshelf and handed them to Long Xiaopang, "Jin Yi and I read some just now, many personal biographies and anecdotes were annotated by Yao Mo, and those about cultivation , the notes are the least.”

"Oh?" Long Xiaopang raised his eyebrows, did not express his opinion, and looked down at the yellowed ancient scroll in his hand.

Jiu Chenyin walked aside and took out an ancient book.

"Master Long, the ancestors of the Shubai Mansion have devoted more than ten years of energy to study, but unfortunately they have not found any valuable clues." Bai Jinyi watched as Long Xiaopang finished flipping through an ancient book at a very fast speed, Reminded softly.

"Wait until I have a look." Long Xiaopang muttered, raised his little hand, and a cloud of blue spiritual power attached to a scroll of bamboo slips, tearing it off.

Jiu Chenyin also briefly flipped through two ancient books at the side. When she picked up the third book, Jiu Chenyin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "This book... seems to belong to our Beiming Shenzong."

"Huh?" Not far away, Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi raised their heads at the same time, looking at Jiu Chenyin in surprise.

"Have you seen the book here?" Ye Yuxi asked in a low voice.

Jiu Chenyin shook his head: "The books here are too old, and it's the first time I've seen many names, but there is a little blue mark in the lower left corner of this book, which is always marked on the books of our Northern Ming Shenzong. "

Jiu Chenyin showed a few people the thread-bound book in his hand, and sure enough there was a crescent-shaped blue mark in the lower left corner.

"This mark..." Bai Jinyi glanced at the place Jiu Chenyin was pointing at, his heart suddenly moved, he quickly walked to the end of the bookshelf, and took out a few thread-bound books, "These books also have similar marks."

Everyone put several books together. Jiu Chenyin's book had a crescent-shaped blue mark, and the books that Bai Jinyi took out had a red dot. There seemed to be some lines around the red dot, but due to the age, no longer In addition, the mark is very small, and the lines can no longer be seen clearly.

Long Xiaopang reached out and touched the red dot, hesitantly said: "This seems to be the mark of Nanyang Temple."

"Nanyang Temple?" Ye Yuxi frowned slightly.

"Is there really that place?" Bai Jinyi asked in surprise.

Jiu Chenyin was stunned when he heard the Nanyang Temple. He looked at the ancient books again, and there was a hint of hostility in his cold eyes.

Long Xiaopang turned his head to look at those bookshelves, and with a wave of his small hand, he shot out more than a dozen streaks of cyan spiritual power, each attached to an ancient book, and pulled the thread-bound books to his face.

Spiritual power came out through the body, and the dozen or so books were neatly arranged under Long Xiaopang's control, and then saw that Long Xiaopang's eyes were covered with a layer of blue light, and the dozen or so books started to read at the same time .

Long Xiaopang murmured some kind of mysterious spell in a low voice, and those ancient books were flipped through faster and faster.

The three of Ye Yuxi saw what Long Xiaopang was looking for, and stood beside him without disturbing them, but they were a little dumbfounded by Long Xiaopang's special ability to read more than a dozen books at the same time!

In just a minute, Long Xiaopang stopped speaking, and as soon as the spell stopped, the books that were flipping quickly also stopped.

"Little girl, your discovery is correct. Yao Mo's notes are almost full of personal biographies and adventure notes. He should be looking for something." Long Xiaopang guessed.