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There are more than 10,000 books in the collection here, which is related to the cultivation strength of the Ten Thousand Faxian, and it is easy to guess that so many books are slowly collected by him over hundreds of years.

With his strength and status, it is impossible for him to take away the ring without the space. It is almost 100% sure that he left it intentionally!

"trap?"

"Differentiation?"

"Wind up?"

Li Yun thought of all kinds of possibilities, but still couldn\'t get a reliable answer. Looking at the Holy Vatican, the saint shook his head lightly: "It\'s useless to think more."

Li Yun smiled blankly, "That\'s right, anyway, we don\'t need these things, so let\'s hand it over to the country, how about?"

"Can."

"Do you want this pagoda?"

"There is nothing surprising, and it consumes too much spiritual energy."

It means don\'t.

Li Yun understood. In the eyes of the Sage of Fanqing, this hanging pagoda is just like that. There is nothing to study. It is better to study the rune obtained from the Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman, and the fairy spirit of the great purple spirit. Bracelets are also amazing things.

"Okay, then give it all to the country!"

Li Yun made a decision with a generous wave of his hand. It is useless for him to ask for these ordinary books. Firstly, they are not precious, and secondly, they don\'t need the knowledge.

In the past, he still valued these things very seriously. For example, he needed to ask Concubine Wan Qing about the knowledge of Gu worms, but after getting to know the Sage Fanqing, Li Yun didn\'t need these things at all!

If you don’t know anything, call Qingsheng and get it done directly.

Li Yun is righteous and confident as a little white face...cough cough!

"Qingsheng, you still need to go to other places to see... Huh?" Li Yun looked around and found one thing: "Where did Xiao Qian go?!"

"Stayed on the third floor."

"Uh."

Li Yun patted his head, he didn\'t notice that Xiaoqian hadn\'t followed and made a mistake.

He Qingsheng returned to the third floor, and Li Yun looked for a circle before seeing the red figure of Nie Xiaoqian.

She was leaning in front of the railing, holding the red oil-paper umbrella, turning it gently, as if looking at something underneath, she had a gentle sadness.

"Xiao Qian?"

Li Yun called out, but Nie Xiaoqian did not respond to him. The breeze blew her skirt. The tall red figure was a sentimental landscape, which gave birth to endless sadness.

"Xiao Qian?"

"Xiao Qian!?"

It wasn\'t until Li Yun stepped forward and patted her shoulder that Nie Xiaoqian slowly turned her head and looked at him with blood-red eyes.

Um?

Li Yun found out that Nie Xiaoqian\'s eyes were filled with confusion, and she was in mourning as if she was standing here and recalled some memories of her life.

"What\'s the matter?" Li Yun asked softly.

"...Master."

Nie Xiaoqian looked at him with dazed eyes for a long time, then suddenly stretched out her hand and threw herself into Li Yun\'s embarrassment and hugged him tightly, her body trembling slightly.

It is hard to imagine that a scary ghost in red would also have fear and sorrow.

Li Yun looked embarrassed. He wanted to hug her and was afraid that Qing Sheng would be jealous. Although Qing Sheng\'s feelings were cold, he probably wouldn\'t be jealous.

"Xiao Qian, what\'s the matter?"

"The son..."

Nie Xiaoqian didn\'t answer, she still hugged him tightly. If the female ghost also had tears, she might already be in tears now.

"Think of memories from life?"

Sage Fan Qing asked, his eyes looking at her with a hint of curiosity.