The ashram is now in vain. The door is still pasted with horizontal bars, and the ground is overgrown with weeds. There are cobwebs on the beams and windows, and the asters rush all the way. Suddenly, she brings a piece of startled dust. She is startled and swept away, but the dust behind her rolls in the air and can't fall for a long time.

Ziyuan passed through a cave, a lotus pond and rushed into a stone cave. Her fingers flew over a smooth wall, and a light yellow ripple appeared where her fingers crossed. When these ripples were strung together, a strange and exquisite Rune was formed.

After Ziyuan drew the rune, the palm of his hand pressed in the rune, and suddenly the wall clicked. A shelf stretched out from the wall, on which several thread bound books were placed, but the whole body of these books was wrapped by fluorescent silk threads.

Ziyuan knows that this is a small Dharma array set up to prevent someone from stealing books. If someone forcibly seizes it, the small yingsi on it will easily tear the books to pieces.

Ziyuan carefully pressed her palm on the bookshelf and poured her mana Zhenyuan into it. After a while, the bookshelf emitted a burst of glittering light, and the glittering filaments on it retracted back into the bookshelf one by one.

Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the book and read it. She looked for the pill in the book at a glance. When she turned to the pill, she heard a sound behind her.

Ziyuan was immediately surprised, and the Jiutian Ziyuan silk he carried with him suddenly stabbed away behind him like angry thunder and lightning.

As soon as Jiutian Ziyuan silk moved, I heard a familiar voice scream by the lotus pond outside the stone cave: "elder martial sister, it's me!"

Ziyuan was surprised again. Immediately, his heart moved with his mind and his God moved with his heart. Jiutian Ziyuan silk stopped in front of Ruan Hongling in an instant.

Ziyuan quickly walked out of the cave, but she saw Ruan Hongling squatting next to the lotus pond, with water on one hand and a lotus seed in the other hand.

Ziyuan asked in surprise, "Why are you here? What are you doing here?"

Ruan Hongling reluctantly smiled and said, "elder martial sister, I'm remaking Cao Kefei's soul..."

When Ziyuan looked at it, he saw that the lotus seed in Ruan Hongling's hand was crystal clear and showed a soft white light, in which a person's body could be seen.

She sighed: "it's hard for you to think of it now. My heart is in a mess. I'm really ashamed that I didn't think of it at all."

Ruan Hongling carefully placed the lotus seed in her hand on a lotus leaf. She squatted by the side of the pool and stared at it. Until the lotus seed slowly grew stems and whiskers, she turned and stood up and asked curiously, "elder martial sister, why are you here?"

When the aster heard the speech, she didn't know how to answer. Subconsciously, she hid the book behind her.

Ruan Hongling is also a very smart person. When she looked at it, she saw that Ziyuan was holding the master outline of zhengyidao Tibetan, a Taoist treasure. She was stunned.