A scrap collection station comes to mind

Chen Muyu didn't speak, just looked at Yang Lin.

Yang Lin looked very sincere. This feeling could not be faked. Something in Chen Muyu's heart seemed to be touched.

It was at this moment that Chen Muyu clearly felt that the person in front of him now was his senior brother Yang Lin.

Yang Lin had already stood up and walked outside.

"Senior brother." Chen Muyu stopped him.

Yang Lin stopped and looked back at him with a smile on his face, "Junior brother, take care of yourself."

After saying that, Yang Lin left directly.

That back view was deeply imprinted in Chen Muyu's mind.

Chen Muyu sat in the hall and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Take care of yourself.

Why does this sound like a farewell?

As he said, he was just going to witness who had the remaining body of the Ultimate Master in the end. With his strength, there shouldn't be any danger.

But those words just now, that expression...

Chen Muyu was certain that it was Yang Lin.

Is he saying goodbye to himself?

Thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning.

Chen Muyu took a deep breath.

First of all, Shizun's words are definitely not without purpose. The ultimate path has definitely arrived, because his soul clone has already entered his mind.

Since the clone of the soul can come, then it is not difficult for the soul of the original body to come.

Secondly, I am afraid that the Jida has really descended on Yang Lin. With Yang Lin's loyalty to the Jida, it is a normal operation to take the initiative to sacrifice and lead the Jida to come.

However, Yang Lin should still retain consciousness. Although the Jida came to him, it did not obliterate his consciousness.

However, I'm afraid it's just that his consciousness has not been wiped out for the time being.

And Yang Lin should also know this clearly, otherwise, he would not have been like that just now, that is, saying goodbye to himself.

Thinking of this, Chen Muyu couldn't help but tremble.

Regarding Yang Lin, Chen Muyu really regarded him as his elder brother. Yang Lin had always taken good care of him.

If it was as he suspected, then how could Chen Muyu remain indifferent even though he knew his situation?

cannot.

But, what can I do?

For a moment, Chen Muyu was a little confused.

Later in the evening, Yang Feng came to Tianquan Palace.

"My dad just came to see me and said a lot of weird things."

Yang Feng's face was full of worry, "He said he was going to Beihua Cave Heaven. It's like a separation between life and death. It makes me feel uncomfortable right now. Master, I think something happened to my father?"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Chen Muyu sighed. He had never told Yang Feng about Yang Lin. After all, that was Yang Feng's father.

"Something happened, but it doesn't matter much."

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "What did he tell you?"

Yang Feng smiled bitterly, "He said that the Jidao Palace will rely on me in the future, and asked me to discuss with you more if I have anything to do. Also, he gave me all the tokens for the underground palace treasure house of the Jidao Tower. The underground palace treasure house only has the palace." Only the Lord can enter..."

While talking, Yang Feng took out a jade token and said, "My father said that there are still a lot of spiritual stones in it, which are the final secrets of our Jidao Palace..."

After saying that, he handed it to Chen Muyu's hand.

But Chen Muyu waved his hand and told him to put it away.

Yang Lin indeed seemed to be arranging the funeral arrangements. He himself probably knew that he would soon be unable to control himself.

What's the use of knowing this now, Chen Muyu can't save him at all.

After all, it was Yang Lin who offered the sacrifice, and everything was done voluntarily. What can you do?

Lure the Jida into your own mind, and then use the system to punish him? Just like the previous sanctioning of the spiritual clone of the Yakuza?

Come on, Chen Muyu doesn't dare to take risks.

There is still a difference between the Jidao's true self and the Jidao's clone. Chen Muyu would not naively think that if the system can sanction the Jidao's soul clone, it can also punish the Jidao's true self.

That was the only being in the extreme realm. He had no idea how strong he was.

Moreover, the clone has been sanctioned. Can the Jida not sense it? Can he be fooled and get into Chen Muyu's mind again?

"By the way, there's also this."

At this time, Yang Feng seemed to suddenly remember something, took out something and handed it to Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu took it in his hand and found it was a key.

"What?" Chen Muyu frowned slightly, confused.

Yang Feng said, "This is the key to the library. Father said that he left some things for you there. Master, I'm afraid you have to find time to take a look."

Hearing this, Chen Muyu frowned even deeper, "Where is your father now?"

"Probably left."

Yang Feng smiled bitterly, "Beihua Cave Heaven is about to open. He probably has to prepare early, so after chatting with me, he left directly."

"Um."

Chen Muyu pondered for a moment and held the key in his hand tightly.

Looking out the window, the night is still sinking like water.

…

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Library.

Chen Muyu was curious about what Yang Lin would leave behind for him.

The library in the Jidao Palace has a huge collection of books, which can be said to be all-encompassing.

The space is actually not big, and it looks like an ordinary attic. There are no bookshelves, but just a jade crystal screen.

If the disciples in the palace want to look up some information, they only need to touch the crystal screen with their thoughts, and the corresponding information will be condensed into a book, fly out of the crystal screen, and become an entity.

It can be said that it is quite convenient.

However, Chen Muyu came here not to look for any books or information.

Top floor.

There is a study room dedicated to Yang Lin, which is locked when not in use.

Except for Yang Lin, no one else can enter at all.

It can be said that this is a private space that belongs to Yang Lin alone.

Arriving at the top floor, this is an extremely ordinary study room. The main door is also two very ordinary-looking wooden doors. A large bronze lock is hung on it. The halo of the law of freedom flows, and invisible shackles lock the entire door. Gotta die.

"call."

Standing at the door, Chen Muyu calmed down, then picked up the key and opened the bronze lock.

Crash.

The big lock slipped to the ground, and with a slight push, the door was pushed to both sides.

The study room is very clean.

Yang Lin is a person who likes to hurry.

The furnishings are simple, with a long book desk and several rows of bookshelves, with few books on them.

There was also a futon placed next to it. It was a bit old. It seemed that Yang Lin liked it very much.

On the desk, there is a box.

Chen Muyu walked over. It was a wooden box, square and only one foot.

Covered in black paint, no patterns.

The box was unlocked. Perhaps the person who left him didn't feel the need to lock it.