The ordinary purple bamboo grove became mysterious because of Bai Xijing's vague words, Bai Meng had a strong thought in his heart, he must find out why the master planted the purple bamboo, and where he got it from.

People of the same generation as Master, she is most familiar with Uncle Bai Shaoqin, but it is obviously impossible for her to ask Bai Shaoqin, a love rival.

Bai Meng thought for a while, and decided to go to the master to make a routine, and he could always get some clues by insinuating, if it didn't work, he would find another way.

With a plan in mind, Bai Meng left Bai Xijing's small courtyard and went to the front hall.

On the way to the front hall, I ran into Mo Yixian unexpectedly.

When Mo Yixian saw Bai Meng, he quickly cupped his fists and saluted respectfully, "Master." How could he be so unlucky to meet a cold-hearted elder sister.

Seeing her coming from the dining room, Bai Meng seemed to be preparing to go to the front hall just like her, and asked, "Are you going to find my master?" frowned.

Mo Yixian really wanted to answer no, but she was indeed going to find the Palace Master, so she timidly replied: "Well, I'm going to find the Palace Master." Before Bai Meng misunderstood, he explained: "The purple bamboo forest in the east has fallen. There are so many purple bamboos, I just want to ask the Palace Master how to deal with them, I have no other ideas."

The idea of ​​worshiping the palace lord as a teacher has long been completely suppressed by the palace lord and the elder sister, not to mention her, after the last performance of the martial arts stage, now the whole Wufeng Palace knows that the elder elder sister is overbearing and possessive. And the palace lord is extremely fond of the elder sister, no one has the chance to become the second apprentice of the palace lord.

Bai Meng was thinking about the purple bamboo forest, when Mo Yixian mentioned it, he subconsciously asked, "Do you know the origin of the purple bamboo forest?"

After asking, she remembered that Mo Yixian had only been in Wufeng Palace for a few months, and she didn't even know about it, so how could she know.

"The origin of the purple bamboo forest? Isn't the purple bamboo forest born there?" Mo Yixian was curious. Could there be any stories and legends in the purple bamboo forest?

Bai Meng said coldly and perfunctorily: "Just ask casually."

The two went to the front hall one by one, Bai Meng stepped over the threshold, saw the master was reading a book, walked straight over, and stood beside her quietly.

Bai Xijing saw Bai Meng from the corner of her eye, looked up at her, met Bai Meng's exuberant smile, nodded, lowered her head and was about to continue reading when Mo Yixian walked in.

"Greetings to the Palace Master." Mo Yixian is just an ordinary disciple in Wufeng Palace, his status cannot be compared with that of Bai Meng, Bai Meng can be rude, she must abide by the etiquette.

Bai Xijing put down the book and looked up at Mo Yixian, asking, "What's the matter?"

Mo Yixian immediately explained the purpose of coming, and then asked: "Master, what should we do with those purple bamboos?"

It stands to reason that there is no need to ask the Palace Master about these trivial matters, but the Palace Master always likes to go to the purple bamboo forest. After pouring out so many bamboos, it is best to ask the Palace Master for his opinion on how to deal with it.

Bai Xijing glanced at Bai Meng, and replied: "You can deal with it as you like." She didn't care at all.

Mo Yixian got his opinion, he didn't dare to wait for half a second, and immediately resigned and left.

As soon as the person left, Bai Meng took the opportunity to test: "Master, I cut off so many purple bamboos for you, don't you feel bad?" Looking at Bai Xijing with a smile, observing her eyes and expression, expecting a change, but also afraid to see to change.

As expected, Master's expression didn't change at all.

Bai Xijing replied: "It's just bamboo. Besides, this bamboo can grow in two or three years, so there's nothing to worry about." The answer was tight, but the left hand hidden under the sleeve robe unconsciously clenched into a fist.

She never thought that the little apprentice would inquire about Zizhulin one day, Bai Meng asked casually, how could he, as a master, not see her intention of inquiring?

No one knew that the mother bamboo in this purple bamboo forest was brought back by her master. Even when her senior sister asked her where she got the purple bamboo, she just vaguely said that she was lucky to get it.

The master gave her the purple bamboo and asked her to plant it in a flower pot for ornamental purposes, but she wanted the purple bamboo to grow into a towering bamboo, so she planted it on the east side of Jiubai Mountain.

The carefully cared-for purple bamboos are nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, and absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon. They grow up very quickly. One year later, the shaft turns purple, and three years later, the whole body is black and purple. The purple bamboos form a forest, which is very beautiful.

Today, the purple bamboo forest completely occupies the east side, and the master is still missing.

When she was 13 years old, her master passed on the position of palace lord to her, and she left Wufeng Palace not long after. She left the palace that year, one purpose was to experience, and the other purpose was to find the master.

The master is also like the senior sister, with a free nature, but the senior sister often comes back, and the master has been away for 13 years. After so many years, I have almost forgotten what the master looks like.

Bai Xijing unconsciously fell into the memory, forgetting that there was a Bai Meng standing beside her. Seeing the master recalling the past, Bai Meng watched with her lips pursed until the master came back to herself, and then said: "Master, I am thinking about the past. thing?"

"Reminds me of my childhood." Bai Xijing was indifferent.

Bai Meng saw that the master didn't want to talk about it in depth, so he tactfully stopped continuing this topic, glanced at it, and saw the strange strategies on the case table.

"Master, why do you think about military books?" It seems that he has worked hard for himself.

Seeing Bai Meng's clear eyes, Bai Xijing squeezed the book in her hand uncomfortably, trying to stay calm, and asked, "Do you want to read it? I brought a few books from the library to pass the time." As he spoke, he picked up Hundred Battles and Sun Tzu's Art of War and handed them to Bai Meng.

Library?Bai Meng suddenly remembered that what happened in the palace over the years would be recorded in a booklet and stored in the library.

There are two floors in the library building. The first floor is guarded by twelve disciples every day. On the bookshelves lined up, there are books collected from all over the place. On the second floor, there are books and materials related to Wufeng Palace.

In this library, ordinary disciples have to register their names when entering, and at the same time there will be special guard disciples following behind to pick up books.

However, as the only apprentice of the lord of Wufeng Palace, she can take and read books at will, and enter and leave the library.

Bai Meng took the book from Bai Xijing, flipped through a few pages at will, and returned it to Bai Xijing. She smiled and said, "Master, I don't like reading military books." After a pause, he said, "I'll go collect books by myself. Come get some books."

Bai Xijing didn't stop her, she nodded in agreement.

After Bai Meng turned around, Bai Xijing raised her head and looked at her leaving back thoughtfully. She was so indifferent, Bai Meng would not be interested in Zizhulin anymore, right?Sensing that Bai Meng was about to turn around, she quickly lowered her head.

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The majestic library was right in front of him, Bai Meng stopped for a moment before walking in.

The two disciples guarding the door were a little surprised to see Bai Meng. This was the first time they saw the elder sister coming alone in so many years.

After entering the library building, the guard disciples and other disciples in the building looked sideways, but Bai Meng turned a blind eye and went straight up to the second floor without stopping for half a step on the first floor.

Bai Meng stood at the stairs and glanced at the vast sea of ​​books. He was so dazed that he couldn't do anything. When he approached the bookshelf, he found that the classification and year number were engraved on the side wall of the bookshelf.

Master is seven or eight years old, it should be 19 years ago.

After searching for a long time, Bai Meng finally found the record book of that year. She hadn't opened it yet, but just looking at the cover, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

I took a deep breath, opened the booklet, and looked for the key word Zizhulin at a glance. As the number of pages decreased, my heartbeat gradually calmed down.

After closing the record book, she let out a long sigh. She should have thought that this kind of thing would not be recorded in the record book.

Thinking that she was brought back to Wufeng Palace by her master 13 years ago, Bai Meng put the diary back in her hand and looked for the diary of that year.

Suddenly, the words Chuan Yu Bai Xijing came into view.

Bai Xijing, isn't it exactly the name of the master?

Bai Meng read that page carefully, and smiled. He didn't expect that the master became the palace lord in that year. At that time, the master was only 13 years old, so young and promising.

No, no matter how young and promising the master is, the former palace master would not pass on the position of palace master to such a young master...

Bai Meng flipped through a few pages back and forth, only to see that the previous Palace Mistress was the Master's Master, as for the reason for the succession, it was not recorded in the brochure.

This is strange.

Thinking deeply, Bai Meng couldn't help but become curious about the former Palace Master.

The previous palace master was the master's master, so he was his grand master. However, the master seldom mentioned the matter of the grand master, and he seldom heard other people in the palace mention the grand master.

Looking back, she has stayed here for 13 years, and she still doesn't know the name of the grand master, and in this booklet, it only says No. 60. The third palace master passed on the position of palace master to Bai Xijing.

What will the great master be called?

Bai Meng vaguely recalled that Wufeng Palace had a roll of palace master rosters, which recorded the names of past palace masters.

And this roster, she seems to have seen it before.

Bai Meng closed her eyes and recalled, her memory was like a stream flowing backwards, going back in time to the past.

I heard it from my master when I came to the library with my master when I was young.

The booklet was not a paper book, but a roll of yellowed bamboo slips. Master used a dagger to carve and write on the bamboo slips. She was curious, so she asked a question. The palace lord list."

So, where are the bamboo slips?

Bai Meng searched around and found that there was more than one scroll of bamboo slips here. After counting, there were six bookshelves filled with bamboo slips. Roughly, there were thousands of scrolls.

Bai Meng followed his memory and stopped in front of the bookshelf against the wall.

I don't know whether to say Bai Meng's luck is good or bad, but she really let her find the scroll of bamboo slips.

Taking out the yellowed bamboo slips from the dark red brocade bag, slowly unfolding them, the names of the previous palace masters appeared on the bamboo slips, and below their names, engraved with the time when they ascended the throne and the time when they abdicated. His eyes fell on the last one.

I thought I would see Master's name, but unexpectedly, it was her name.

No.60 Bai Meng, the fifth palace lord.

Master said that he wanted to pass on the position of Palace Master to himself, so it turned out to be true.

In an instant, thousands of emotions rushed into my heart, and my fingers scratched the incision. It should be these nine characters that were engraved with the master's dagger.

Move your eyes to the right, Bai Xijing, the fourth palace lord of No.60, and then to the right, the third palace lord of No.60...

Seeing that name, Bai Meng's breath was stagnant, and he blinked his eyes in disbelief. Then, his mind went blank, and he unconsciously let go of his hand, and the bamboo slips suddenly fell to the ground.

When she came back to herself, tears were streaming down her face.

Master and the former Palace Master...

Bai Meng shook her head, unwilling to think about it, raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, picked up the bamboo slips and put them back in place, paused, turned and left the library.

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