Chapter 1291

When Zifeng said that more than 10 million martial artists would gather in Fuzong, duanmufeng's eyebrows wrinkled deeper for a time!

Fu Lao and Gu Lianggui looked at each other, and the three shook their heads. This result had been expected in the discussion of several people after Zifeng went to Zhongzhou.

For Wu Zifeng, there were some things that fate imposed on his shoulder, and he couldn't dodge at all.

This remark indicates that it will not be long before the vast majority of people in the sect will gather here, and Fu Zong will naturally become the focus of attention!

The old dragon turtle smiled, and that sentence also revealed Zifeng's determination. He was indifferent to the demon family before, but now he began to take over slowly. I'm afraid he will face the demon family army soon.

However, this day should be some time away from now. There is no need to worry.

"Genius! Master! Just teach us! " After seeing Hu Hansan's tacit understanding, fluent words and exaggerated expressions, a group of sea monsters have long been convinced, leaving Xueli and running to Hu Hansan... Xueli's white hair floats in the wind and her eyes are filled with amazing anger, "a group of bastards! I've been with my mother for ten thousand years. I still say that there was a sincere role in front of me and I didn't cherish it. Bah, I can't help the mud on the wall. Yu Ji, it's better for you. Unlike those bastards, I...... "

I didn't want Xueli to be interrupted by Yu Ji before her voice fell, "stop! I'm still standing here to persuade you to come with me. Your story is really terrible. It's not on the same level as them! "

"You! Yu Ji, I give you the best role every time. If you want to go with them, I'll definitely stop you. You go, you take a step and I'll see... "Shirley choked her throat and filled her eyes with tears. In Shirley's heart, you can defile her body, but you must not defile her soul. Making up stories is her soul!

She shook her head. Without hesitation, Yu Ji walked towards situ Xin's side... 'wow', Shirley couldn't help crying anymore! Yes, just cry! The next moment, the whole person then secluded in the space and disappeared.

"Ha ha... It's easy to say. Should I pay tuition fees or something before I worship teachers?" Hu Hansan smiled treacherously and shook a broken Pu fan.

Situ Xin stood aside with a smile, and his hands had been stretched out. The people who kill Tianzong want them to hand over something. It's as difficult as heaven, but they have to accept other people's things. That attitude is not generally positive!

But Zifeng said that at this time, he was walking slowly towards the Fuzong library. His eyebrows were deeply locked. They were all confused. It seemed that there was a thick cloud. He covered his eyes unconsciously and couldn't see the road ahead!

More haste, less speed. Seeing the gap between Zifeng and Mo Jiao, Zifeng was not in a hurry. He devoted himself to blind cultivation. Some things were natural. Being too demanding would be counterproductive.

At this time, we should calm down and sort out the context of things... And the library is an excellent place.

I can clearly feel that in many things, the old dragon turtle conceals Zifeng. Of course, this concealment is not malicious, but a kind of goodwill protection.

However, this protection is a constraint for Zifeng, who is eager to rise, making him uncomfortable all over, and there are faint signs of collapse.

Blood demons, colorful talismans... When these messy things come one by one, Zifeng always passively accepts it. It's too uncomfortable to be led away. Zifeng obviously can't bear it.

Since the old dragon turtle is silent, Zifeng can only find the answer by himself... Zifeng has just appeared in the Fuzong library, and Lian Yangnan and Dangcun have been waiting in front of the door early.

This must be the quietest place up and down in the Fuzong. Stepping on the thick Fuye below, Zifeng nodded to them in a "creaking" sound. After a brief greeting, Zifeng went straight into the third floor of the library.

At the beginning, because of his hurry, he only wanted to find the news of strange animals and missed a lot of information in many books. This time, Zifeng had a rare opportunity to read them all without missing a word. If you really follow what Bai Xingchen said, the reason why the mainland has become so fragmented is due to a conspiracy. The conspiracy old dragon turtle must be very clear. What Zifeng has to do is to understand other things besides the conspiracy, including colorful magic symbols, Trident, and all kinds of magical things ten thousand years ago.

It's hard to relax. It's like watching strange chronicles of the mainland. With a simple mood, you can stack it in a simple time to understand what magical things existed ten thousand years ago, even legends such as gods and ghosts. This time, Zifeng didn't let go... There are thousands of books on the shelves. When the whole sectarian land is stormy, a person walks in a line of words by holding a rare tranquility in the hazy moonlight. Sometimes he cried, sometimes he laughed, sometimes he threw the book on the ground, sometimes he held the book in his arms and read it carefully... Zifeng's series of actions were also seen by Lian Yangnan and Dangcun, who were hiding aside, but they had nothing else in their eyes except puzzled color. They didn't understand what happened to the patriarch at this moment? It's completely like a person... Yes, when a person puts down all his titles, names and psychological burden, there is only a living self, clean and complete. There seems to be nothing left except his ethereal mood... For two years, Zifeng ran around for the martial arts family, sects and people around him, Now he is finally himself. It's like when I was in Wujiazhuang, I had thousands of years of fire poison, and my meridians were stagnant, so I couldn't practice. Climb on the roof every day. When people practice in the square, he holds a book, looks at it quietly in the morning light, and allows the flowers in front of the court to wither and bloom... At this moment, he finally becomes himself!

If one day, look around and find yourself confused and don't know the direction. It's better to return everything to zero, find the first moment, start again, maybe move ahead... In this way, Zifeng has been browsing one book after another on the third floor of the library, and has slipped quietly for half a month.

Unconsciously, a crowd stood outside the library, wandering and wavering