Heavenly Thunder strikes me down, and I become a Disaster Demon Lord

The contents of Mozu's books are all recorded in Mozu's ancient characters. Lin Feng turned two pages, only to feel that he didn't know what it was, so he could only entrust his teacher Chongyan with the heavy responsibility of finding the secret technique.

Shi Chongyan and Qi Qiran said: "This deity actually ended up having to read ten thousand volumes of books by himself."

"Mozun should lead by example, so that disciples can follow suit and learn, and the development in teaching can flourish." Lin Feng stuffed a volume of classics back to its original place, and walked out of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back.

"Stop." Shi Chongyan called him, "Where are you going?"

"Leave from the eighteenth floor of purgatory." Lin Feng stepped up the stairs, "Go to the world."

Shi Chongyan said with disgust: "You can't learn these characters?"

In the face of such difficulties made by strong people, Lin Feng shouldn't have asked: "You think I'm at ease and you're looking for it?"

Shi Chongyan pinched the scroll and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

This little Taoist priest, seeing that he can do nothing with his current magic power, has become more and more arrogant in recent days, and the sincerity and fear of the first two days have long since disappeared.

Although it was a bit annoyed to see the incompetent expression on his face, but now, the little Taoist priest who was scared and trembling at the beginning was more interesting.

When he finds his body back, he must first teach this person a lesson.

Want to get out of here?Cry and beg him first.

At that time, let's see how rampant this little Taoist priest is.

Lin Feng didn't know what Shi Chongyan was thinking, but he could guess two points from his sudden sullen expression.

The other party always turned his face to him, and sometimes he really forgot that what was hidden in his ordinary body was a rumored ferocious and violent monster.

He felt timid for a moment, hurriedly said "I'll go up and have a look", and stepped up the stairs.

Feeling the strong demonic aura that filled his bone marrow, Lin Feng took a deep breath, and what he inhaled was also the scent of demons.

Lin Feng found at a loss that he was already very used to it.

Not right, very wrong.

The books on the upper [-]th floor were finally written in words that Lin Feng was familiar with.

The books here are probably not prepared for people to consult, and there is no indication of how to arrange and classify them. Lin Feng was wandering around, so he had to search for them based on the titles on the spine.

At first, the names of several books were all recipes. Lin Feng felt strange and suspected that it was some kind of secret technique disguised as recipes. After flipping through a few books, no matter how you read them, they were just ordinary recipes.

Many unseen food cooking methods are described in detail, and the color, aroma and taste of the food are recorded vividly, which made Lin Feng feel greedy.

Why don't you... take a copy out and give it to the cooks, let them imitate it?

Thinking about it, Lin Feng put the book in his hand into his arms, the corners of his mouth could not stop rising, and he walked towards the next bookshelf.

After seeing travel notes, picture books of flowers, birds, insects and fish, classification of mountains and rocks, etc., which were plain and useless to him, Lin Feng stopped in front of a nondescript bookshelf.

Most of the books next to it had their titles marked on their spines, but this one was the only one, all with pale yellow covers, neatly and blankly listed on the bookshelf, with a dignified and virtuous appearance.

They are the most low-key, but they are neatly low-key in a pile of irregular books, but they attract people's attention.

Most of the people who grow up like this have a story, and if they don't keep them neatly, they are some kind of peerless secrets.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand towards one of the volumes.

A moment later, Shi Chongyan, who was in the dark on the eighteenth floor down, heard a sound of luck knocked down from the upper floor. Dan Tian gritted his teeth and felt a little embarrassed: "Shi——Zhong———!"

Shi Chongyan let out a low laugh.

Tell him to wander around, the little Taoist must have seen something.

He sat among the messy scrolls all over the floor, listening to the sound of galloping footsteps, he asked without raising his eyes, "What's the matter?"

The roar of majestic mountains and rivers was still echoing in the library hall on the 36th floor. Lin Fengren had already carried the wind and landed in front of Shi Chongyan, lifted up the thin pages of the outer volumes on the ground, and turned two pages.

His chest was heaving, and he was holding a book with two fingers and standing outside the scrolls on the floor. The deep-rooted love for books since childhood prevented him from walking on books, and he could only stare at them through several books. Looking at the person in the middle.

However, erotic pictures are definitely not within the scope of his cherishment, Lin Feng threw the book in his hand in front of Shi Chongyan: "Why did you put this kind of book... such a vulgar and shameless book..."

Shi Chongyan lowered his eyes and glanced, the page spread in front of him could be described as ecstasy, and sighed: "Oh~"

Not to mention albums, he has seen a lot of them alive, so he just glanced at Lin Feng who was furious, and said with a smile: "Okay, all of you upright people who are upright abstain from this and that all day long, you are so dignified, you are actually in the hall of the deity's collection of books!" Peeking at the photo album of the deity?"

Having been reversed into black and white, Lin Feng's face was flushed with embarrassment and anger, and he flicked his sleeves and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Who wants to peek?!"

"You don't peek, is it because I forced you to read it?" Shi Chongyan pretended to be surprised, and asked, "The book is placed there in a good way and won't come out by itself. If you don't touch it, how can you read it?" arrive?"

Lin Feng was speechless, and said for a while: "...It's not that you scholars are so serious that you misunderstand people for no reason."

"It's just a misunderstanding, you must have opened it to know that you took it wrong, so why are you blushing?" Shi Chongyan said with reason, "Look at you, you are so bright red, I'm afraid you didn't just glance at it? "

"Who is going to take a closer look at it?!" Lin Feng said angrily.

Shi Chongyan thought it was a deliberate cover-up, and nodded his head clearly: "Don't worry, they are all men, it's normal, I don't laugh at you."

There is no reason to talk to such a shameless person!

When Lin Feng saw this kind of album for the first time, he rushed down to find the culprit and reprimanded the culprit with his head smashed by the content inside. But thinking about it again, this move was really stupid.

Knowing the nature of this devil long ago, what can I say to him?

Just asking for humiliation.

He snorted indiscriminately, turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Wait a minute." Shi Chongyan shouted behind him.

"What?" Lin Feng said angrily.

The book thrown by him flew back towards him again, Lin Feng caught it in horror like a hot potato, only to hear Shi Chongyan say: "Put it back for the deity, don't put it indiscriminately."

"There are only you and me here. I have to concentrate on reading the book. If this picture album stirs up my anger here, I can only settle accounts with you, a little Taoist priest."

Lin Feng was holding the corner of the book, his face turned white and red.

He didn't even want to know how to settle accounts.

Lin Feng turned around without saying a word, as if there was a monster behind him that was about to pounce on him and bite him.

Before he took two steps, the monster said again: "By the way, go out and get some food for the deity. Have you eaten any grains in your body? Why is the deity so hungry after only staying for half a day?"

"Pu Guogu!" Lin Feng couldn't bear to straighten himself up.

From his point of view, the devil is either starving, or because he doesn't have enough books, and he is too idle!

He put the book that was scorching from the palm of his hand to his heart back on the shelf, never wanting to touch any books around it again.

It is conceivable that those books that look the same as it, have such evil insides under the dignified and virtuous surface.

After concentrating, Lin Feng walked to the side without looking back, and in his heart he marked that bookshelf as a forbidden area, and detoured when he saw it.

As for finding food for the devil?

Heh, go eat books by yourself.

The author has something to say: Well, Lord Mozun, a friend of mine said she wanted to borrow a copy...