"First look at the classification of these books, and then make plans."

Feng Qianwei looked at these bookshelves roughly. She was glad that although there were many books, some people divided areas according to different types and placed them neatly.

"The books here are really complete. They are many times more than those seen in Ziyun country."

She looked for books related to the soul. The injury of the way of heaven directly affects the soul, so finding this area should be able to suit the remedy to the case.

She came to an area in the corner, where books are popular and few people come here to read.

Feng Qianwei immediately looked at it attentively. She released her powerful spiritual consciousness and could read many books in an instant.

There are a few books on soul healing on the first floor. After reading these books, she didn't find the clue she wanted, so she continued to go upstairs to read.

On the first floor, there were still a lot of readers. The more they went up, the less they read. Feng Qianwei's badge allows her to pass through the entrance guard of each floor.

Looking at it layer by layer, most of the day has passed. At her speed, she has read the books on soul therapy below the 70th floor.

It's noon now. Feng Qianwei is sitting on the rattan chair next to the bookshelf on the 70th floor, turning over the books in her hand. After reading books for so long, she is also a little tired.

She took the book in her hand and went to the corridor outside to look out. In front of us, floating clouds pass by, and the whole city has a panoramic view, just like standing on the cloud.

Standing at such a high place, you will feel that everything below becomes extraordinarily small.

The world is vast and the world is boundless.

The wind was so fierce that she danced with long sleeves, as if she was going to turn into an immortal and return to the fairy palace.

The sky light dyed a thin light for her, and the delicate and beautiful mask on her face also glowed.

In front of her was a few strands of cloud catkins, and on her side was an endless corridor made of vines. Her figure suddenly broke into the eyes of the man who had just picked up the steps.

"Hiss..."

After taking a hard breath of air, the man's handsome face, as gentle as jade, floated a surprised color. He thought he had seen the immortal who fell to the mortal world. This temperament and style were sincerely admirable.

It's very windy here. Most people don't dare to stand outside. This one is skillful and courageous.

"Brother, it's windy outside. It's dangerous."

Like the murmuring voice of a stream, it falls on the ear of Feng Qianwei. She turned her head and looked at him. A pair of smart eyes broke into his sight.

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, a smile ripples in her eyes, warm as the wind in June.

"Thanks for reminding."

The faint voice of the wind is as calm as the placid lake.

"Have we met?"

The gentle man was stunned and asked.

Looking at each other, it seems that you know yourself.

"I have met with Wen Shengshou in Longxiang city of Ziyun country."

Feng Qianwei recognized the jade man in front of her. It was Wen xulai, the ethereal holy hand who saved her life. She was so impressed with the that she recognized him at a glance.

"You are the little miracle doctor!"

Wen Xu, reminded by her, immediately remembered that old Tang was critically ill. It was a mysterious young man who made a comeback. He always regretted that he didn't get to know him. He didn't expect to meet here.

"I'm Wen Xu. I don't know what to call my little brother?"

"Shallow wind."

Feng Qianwei replied.

"We should have met several times. I also met you in the library in Longxiang city."

Wen xulai remembered that when he was in the library, he met an apprentice who turned books quickly. It was in the library that he found out that they had seen each other for a long time.

"What book is shallow wind looking for? Maybe I can help."