Xu Zimo nodded slightly, indicating that Feng Immortal could leave.

He slowly opened the wooden box in front of him, the dust was flying, and with a "creak", the sound of the dust-covered box was opened along with it.

I greeted my eyes, and inside was a very thick book.

The cover of this book is as rigid and steel.

On the black cover are written "Ghosts and Gods" three characters.

Xu Zimo opened the book and began to read it seriously.

The top floor was very quiet, and few people came inside, so it was naturally covered with dust.

Next to it is the window, and the black afterglow shines in.

After a long time, the sky at the Seven Theological Academy was completely dark, and Xu Zimo just let out a long sigh of relief.

He closed the book and frowned slightly.

The content in this book is indeed just a miscellaneous book as Feng Buxu said.

It involves a lot of things, and the scope is vast, covering almost everything in the entire Ghost God Realm.

But these things are irrelevant.

It seems that the person who wrote the book deliberately concealed something, and many things came to an abrupt end at the most critical juncture.

"What the **** is this?" Xu Zimo muttered to himself.

He looked down at the book, thought a little, and finally frowned suddenly.

Look at this cover like steel.

He broke the cover forcefully with both hands, and abruptly split the cover in half.

And in this cover, a piece of golden paper was revealed.

Before Xu Zimo moved again, the golden paper suddenly burst into golden light.

The brilliance of light illuminates the entire library.

"Seven," a murmured number sounded.

The sound seemed to come from the Hongmeng, spread out in the ancient times, and spread to Xu Zimo's ears hundreds of millions of miles away.

Immediately, a ghost suddenly appeared on the golden paper.

The phantom is like a pixel, nothing can be seen clearly, and it can be seen faintly as a person.

"Long time no see," the virtual shadow greeted Xu Zimo with a smile.

"Are you... Old Head Yang?" Xu Zimo asked suspiciously.

"Lao Yang Tou is just a name. To be precise, my name is Qi," Xu Ying explained.

"Seven?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.

He suddenly remembered that another old man he had met in Weiyang Palace called himself "Three."

"You shouldn't be an organization," Xu Zimo smiled.

"You can also understand that all beings are one," the ghost named Qi replied.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Should it be you who are looking for me?" Xu Ying asked back.

"I heard Dean Feng say that you know about ancient gods," Xu Zimo replied.

"Old god, I do know one, the wood **** Jumang."

The imaginary old man smiled and said, "You are looking for his inheritance."

"Can you tell me the location?" Xu Zimo asked.

"This is not a top-secret matter. In the forbidden area of the Ghost God Realm, one day Huacheng.

This was once the hometown of Jumang, and this city was often dominated by giant spirit trees and phoenix trees.

It is a city formed by the condensing of huge trees. "

The elder Xuying replied: "Even if you go to the Rihua City, you can't find the legacy of Jumang.

There is a labyrinth, built in 24 directions every week, and there is no absolute core of the formation.

Every second, there are thousands of changes. "

"You must have a way," Xu Zimo said.

"There is no absolute thing in the world. Since ancient times, as far as I know, there has been one person who has been in and out of Huacheng that day," the old man in the shadow said again.

"Who?"

"Bai Di!" Xu Ying said word by word.

Xu Zimo was stunned for a moment, Baidi, isn't this the existence that he promised to be immortal and participated in the battle for Baidi Mountain on behalf of Seven Theological Academy.

"Baidi has a compass named Wuzong," Xuying said slowly.

"The compass can know the yin and yang of eternity, the changes of the heavens, it can reverse time and space, and it can also flow against the ancients.

Only with compass guidance can you go to the land of inheritance. "

"You... why do you want to help me?" Xu Zimo was silent for a moment, and said the doubt in his heart.

He had been prepared to answer certain conditions of the party, but he didn't expect that this phantom was not related to him, but he still told the truth.

"I am not helping you, but myself," said Xu Ying.

"I don't understand it very well, I hope to make it clear," Xu Zimo replied.

"If you go forward, one day you will clear away the clouds and mist, and you will find yourself," Xu Ying laughed.

As his voice fell, the entire golden light began to recede, and the phantom also disappeared little by little.

The remaining fragments of that volume burned directly to himself.

In an instant it disappeared.

In the entire library, only Xu Zimo was left empty.

He walked down from the highest level, and at the door of Zangshu Pavilion, a woman had long been waiting for her.

"It's Young Master Xu, Dean Feng asked me to wait for you here," the woman smiled.

"Take you to a place to rest."

Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

Following the woman, the two came to a very quiet courtyard.

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The leaves of the big tree turned into flames, floating in the void.

The architectural style, like a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, gives people a sense of seclusion.

"What do you think of here?" the woman asked.

"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded and asked, "Where is the swordsman who came with me?"

He naturally asked Xie Changliu.

"That son is not far from you," the woman explained with a smile.

Xu Zimo nodded, then waved to the woman to leave.

The woman smiled, and when she came out of Xu Zimo's courtyard, the smile on her face disappeared.

Several young people in white robes came out from the side.

"Senior Sister Zuo, how is it?" Only one of the men asked.

"He is what the dean said before, he wants to take the place of our college to participate in the competition?"

The woman nodded slightly and replied: "From the dean's attitude towards him, it can be seen that she is pretty sure."

"Why," someone said unconvinced.

"We have worked hard for so long, he is a new unknown person, what right does he have to replace us."

"It's useless to complain about it, so we might as well ask the dean."

"Yes, didn't Senior Brother Hongyu walk with the dean? Why didn't you see him come back?"

There was a lot of discussion, and the woman surnamed Zuo seemed a little impatient.

Said: "In my opinion, instead of changing the dean's mind.

Why don't we teach him some lessons, and the dean will naturally re-select people when that happens. "

Everyone thought slightly, and they all agreed.

The flame is burning,

The boundless flames spread in the sea of knowledge, and Xu Zimo's forehead and face were already sweating.

The flames came raging, as if to melt Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo's closed eyes suddenly opened.