Chapter 34
Sure enough, this is still the case. How could this person be similar to the principal?

Ye Shurong has a good manner and doesn't care about what he calls her. This person has been like this for so many years.

"Li Zhen, have you met other people?"

"No, I was called by that old monster to guard the Buddhist scriptures building before I got back to sleep."

The corner of Ye Shurong's mouth twitched, haven't you been sleeping all this time?But the principal... the old monster?
"Did you meet Lin Jin?"

"No, I don't know if that pedophile is disabled." Li Zhen squinted his eyes, with a very serious expression.

Ye Shurong felt that if she were Lin Jin, she would stab him a few holes with a sword.

But... I was called silly because I was a little impulsive before, but Lin Jin... a pedophile?

Ye Shurong shook out the thoughts in her mind, no matter how she looked at it, it was impossible.

"You seem to have a special smell on you, a bit like a monster." Li Zhen pulled his pipe.

"Not half as special as you." Just look at the unbearable expressions of the students next to you.

The immortals hate the turbid smell, and they don't know why he is smoking a pipe all day long.

"Help me register. I want to go to Yuan Pavilion, the scripture library." The Jing Pavilion is divided into five floors, containing spells and other scriptures, and Yuan Pavilion is an information-based collection of books such as Shenzhoulu.

"Your qualifications can only enter the first two floors, and you may not find any useful information." Li Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"I know, but it's better than nothing."

The Yuan Pavilion is different from the Jing Pavilion, the senior elders of the third and fourth floors can be seen, but its fifth floor legend is feared by all the clans in the Immortal Realm.

"Take out your crystal card and badge." Although Li Zhen was loose, he was not completely unreliable, otherwise the principal would not have let him come here.

Ye Shurong followed the words, then walked into the ancient scripture building, Li Zhen exhaled a circle of smoke from behind, and then sighed.

The Jing Pavilion is on the ground, but the Yuan Pavilion is built underground.

Ye Shurong stepped in. Although there was a magic lamp beside the long staircase, it was still darker than the outside.

There are old murals that seem to be painted rough on the wall, which look even more vicissitudes under the light.

Ye Shurong decided to start from the first floor, and she walked to the section where there might be information she wanted - the history of various tribes in the land left by the saints.

She flipped through a few books, but most of them were the records of the current Qiangsheng family, and there was no content she wanted.

Time was passing by little by little, but Ye Shurong was not in a hurry, after searching for all such classics on the first and second floors, there would always be some goods.

As a result, I read all the books of this kind on the first floor, and learned a lot of anecdotes, but nothing useful.

Ye Shurong rubbed her eyes, even if she is a fairy, but it is really tiring to watch things without sleep for several days.

She stood up, patted her numb legs, and walked to the next floor.

If you can't find it anymore, you can only ask Elder Bai for help, but Elder Bai seems to have been avoiding topics about her family when she asked her before.

Maybe... there is no game, let's find it slowly.

There seems to be no difference between the second floor and the first floor, but there are many fewer books.

Ye Shurong was about to look through the history of various ethnic groups as usual, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of a parchment scroll.

Ye Shurong pulled it out, her hands trembling slightly, she instinctively felt that there might be something she was looking for inside.

The words on it are extremely small and densely packed, but the front part is all about recording the life of the writer.

It was a disciple of a sword fairy who was seriously injured in an accident. His strength was gone and it was difficult to heal. He wanted to find the most mysterious and powerful families in the world in order to find a way to restore him.

Ye Shurong looked down slowly, and suddenly her pupils shrank slightly.

The Sikong Ning family, a mysterious family from ancient times, holds a space of forbidden power...

But what was behind couldn't be seen clearly, as if it had been forcibly erased, Ye Shurong clenched his fists tightly, but let them go quickly.

It seemed that the word Sikong was heard in the dream, maybe this was her direction.

Ye Shurong sighed, and was about to put it back to its original place, but found that there were also small characters on the back of the parchment, but most of them were so blurred that there were only a few traces left, just like the front, as if they had been forcibly erased.

(End of this chapter)

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