I Took Over The Demonic Ancestor

After Zhu Xingxiu received the emperor's hand letter and token, he left directly.

He can't wait to rush towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion now.

He really wants to find out now, whether the Sutra Collection Pavilion can find out the secrets about that place.

However, Zhu Xingxiu did not hold out much hope.

He is afraid that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

After all, his master Ling Tian didn't know whether there was any information about that place in the Book Collection Pavilion.

Everything is only possible.

Zhu Xingxiu was walking on the way to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, thinking in his heart how he should inquire about this news.

It went very smoothly along the way.

He came to the most important library in the palace.

There are tens of thousands of books in the library.

Every year someone gets huge fortunes from these books.

There are a lot of exercises and techniques recorded in these books.

Although this library is the exclusive location of the royal family, it does not have any protection measures.

Because there are many guards standing outside the door of this library, as long as there is any abnormality, they can immediately rush in.

As soon as Zhu Xingxiu entered the library, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

There is actually a magnificent palace in the library!

The interior of the palace is luxurious and magnificent.

A long staircase extends deep into the palace ahead, all the way to the hall.

There were guards standing around the palace, and they all bowed their heads and looked respectful.

In the very center of the palace was a chair, and beside it was a table.

Behind the table is a chair made of rosewood, and a man is sitting on the chair.

It was a white-haired old man with a sallow complexion, a short stature, his eyes closed, his mouth slightly raised, as if he was asleep.

On the left side of the man were two young girls in green robes and black veils, and on the right were three or four palace maids.

All of these people lowered their heads, didn't dare to say a word, and didn't dare to look up.

"See Uncle Huang." Zhu Xingxiu hurriedly knelt down.

"No gift."

The man's voice was hoarse, as if it was a sound made by dry branches rubbing against the ground.

"The decree, the token."

"Follow your orders, Uncle!" Zhu Xingxiu hurriedly handed out the letter, took out the token and gave it to Uncle. .

"Go!"

The man waved.

The door of the Bookstore was opened.

Zhu Xingxiu saluted respectfully and walked towards the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the gate of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Zhu Xingxiu felt a strong medicinal fragrance coming from his nostrils.

At this moment, Zhu Xingxiu couldn't help being a little intoxicated, and he was even a little intoxicated by the fragrance of the medicine, unwilling to wake up.

He even felt that there was an inexplicable energy stirring in his body.

This feeling is very foreign.

He has never met.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Could it be that this is the dantian of the King of Medicine?"

Such a thought suddenly flashed into Zhu Xingxiu's mind.

His heart was beating wildly, almost suffocating with excitement.

As soon as this thought came out, he had a feeling that he couldn't control himself.

Zhu Xingxiu quickly suppressed his inner excitement and ran quickly forward.

At this moment, his speed was extremely fast, like a cheetah, running fast.

"What a strong medicinal scent!"

After running for more than ten meters, Zhu Xingxiu finally felt the restlessness in his body dissipated.

He stopped and took a few breaths of air, calmed down the restlessness in his heart, and then continued to run forward.

Zhu Xingxiu's speed was getting faster and faster, and his figure seemed to be transformed into a storm, running quickly towards the front.

Soon, Zhu Xingxiu felt dizzy.

He felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, his vision became more and more blurred, and the scene in front of him also became blurred.

"what happened?"

Zhu Xingxiu felt that something was wrong, so he quickly accelerated and ran towards the front.

He felt his body getting weaker, heavier, and slower.

How is this going?

Zhu Xingxiu was a little surprised,

After all, this is the first time he has stepped into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

Faced with this sudden change, Zhu Xingxiu really didn't expect it, and he didn't even know what was going on.

How could he feel such discomfort?

Zhu Xingxiu was a little confused.

His body suddenly stopped at this moment.

Because he found himself unable to move at all.

He felt as if he had fallen into a swamp, unable to move.

Zhu Xingxiu felt that his current situation was like being controlled by someone.

He felt that his body was slowly softening and becoming lighter.

And he still has a strong drowsiness attacking him now.

He felt his head getting dizzy and his eyes getting blurry.

He felt that his body was gradually getting colder, and finally turned into ice cubes, and his consciousness was also a little blurred.

Zhu Xingxiu wanted to shout, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

"How is this going?"

"What's going on?"

Zhu Xingxiu felt very puzzled.

Just at the moment when Zhu Xingxiu's consciousness was about to blur.

"Buzz!"

In his ear, there was a sudden buzzing.

His consciousness was shaken, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

The scene before his eyes became clear.

What caught his eye were rows of neatly arranged wooden shelves, which were filled with various books.

Next to the bookshelf, is a huge stone platform. In the center of the stone platform is a futon, which is covered with a layer of white cloth. On the futon, there is an old man in white.

The old man's face was haggard, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be covered.

"Where is this?"

Zhu Xingxiu looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But he couldn't remember what was going on.

"Hey, that person is very familiar..."

When Zhu Xingxiu saw the old man, he suddenly froze for a moment.

Isn't that old man the Medicine King from Shennong Hall that he visited before?

Why is he here?

Zhu Xingxiu couldn't help but wonder.

Did you come here wrong?

Not in Shennong Hall, but in a certain area of ​​the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?

However, this place is obviously the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!

What is he doing here?

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His mind was also full of doubts.

"You, who are you?"

The old man looked at Zhu Xingxiu and said slowly.

When Zhu Xingxiu heard the words, he was stunned:

"Sir, do you know me?"

Zhu Xingxiu was in doubt.

He stared at the old man carefully, and the vigilance in his heart also increased.

He is also guessing in his heart, is this old man deliberately testing him?

"Of course, you won't forget, you met the old man in Shennongtang, right?" The old man smiled and said.

"Oh, it turns out to be the old gentleman. The juniors don't know the old gentleman's surname..." Zhu Xingxiu was overjoyed and a smile appeared on his face. He quickly bowed and saluted and asked respectfully.