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Chapter 2351: Golden Bamboo Slips

Chapter 2351                                                                                                                            �

"The Book of Morning, the thing that carries"

"What is it carrying?"

"Are these portraits the soldiers of the 'Xian Qin'?

What is the purpose of putting it in this wolf king city?"

Ye Xiu frowned and looked at the "Bamboo Slips" thoughtfully.

Although this thing is amazingly material, he did not have any greed.

After watching for a while, I was really confused, so I rolled up the "bamboo slip" and sent it back to the shelf.

Then, I picked up a new copy.

After opening it, it was still a portrait of the "guard", but the identity was different, and it looked like another person.

"So many court books are all self-portraits of the human race?"

The ancient ferocious mosquito widened his eyes and said in a surprised look.

Nearly a million copies!

Just think about it and know how huge it is.

Refining so many "bamboo slips" is a huge project. The ancient ferocious mosquito cursed "a prodigal son" and "It's a pity". In its opinion, even if it hollows out the Chaos Realm, it may not be able to collect so many materials.

"It should be!"

Ye Xiu nodded and sent the "bamboo slips" back, but did not open it again, and felt very regretful.

Such a large book hall, there is not even a single document, and the desire to understand Wolf King City was shattered.

I can only explore slowly by myself.

As for using the "bamboo slips" to refine the body, he never thought about it.

A ruthless person who dares to resist the saint and says "The treacherous person will be killed without mercy" will definitely not be able to provoke him.

He is not stupid. How could he not have thought of something that even ancient ferocious mosquitoes?

Is the bamboo slips left by "Ying Huang" really safe, even without any restrictions to protect them, not even a trace of danger?

How could such a strong man have no backup plan?

I really dare to have the idea of ​​these "bamboo slips".

The Ying Emperor, who has a great cultivation level, will probably pop out directly.

It’s better not to mess with it!

Just as he was about to leave the Book Hall and go outside to see if there were any suitable materials for reshaping the body and wanted to heal the wound, he got into the pile of bamboo slips and searched for the celestial rat that had been searching for a long time. With a "chi" sound, he quickly rushed back with a golden bamboo slip in his mouth.

The mouse face looked at Ye Xiu with excitement.

Before the ancient evil mosquitoes could stop them, they threw the bamboo slips directly on Ye Xiu's hand. The tentacles were cold and the "Big Way" was vaguely flowing.

The vitality contained in it is even more intense.

"What?"

Ye Xiu was holding the bamboo slips, a little confused.

The mouse in the sky squeaked a few times, looked at Ye Xiu with excitement on his face, and started to gesture with his hands and feet.

The gesture is too fast!

Seeing Ye Xiu's mist, he had to turn his head and look at the ancient evil mosquito.

The ancient evil mosquito did not talk nonsense and started translating directly, saying: "It said that this bamboo slip has the national fortune of 'Xian Qin'. The belongings of the royal family should be a treasure that goes against the will of heaven. It may be Ying Huang's cultivation method or inheritance."

I heard the word "inheritance".

Ye Xiu's eyelids also leaped wildly, and he looked down. The "bamboo slip" was very heavy. With his strength, he couldn't hold it anymore. He didn't know how this was a mouse. He glanced over and saw that it was bare and had no word.

"Do you want to refine it?"

Ye Xiu frowned, a little hesitant. Thinking of the domineering style of the 'Ying Emperor', he gritted his teeth and said with a firm look: "Since you are here, no matter whether it is his inheritance or not, as long as you can see the style of this emperor forever, it will be worth the trip."

Boom!

Ye Xiu pursed his lips and his thoughts moved slightly.

The Immortal God Jue quietly activates, and a trace of soul power instantly covers the "Bamboo Slips", as if dusty dust was raised. Golden light suddenly flashed, and countless small puppets entrenched out.

Before he could react, a powerful force instantly pulled his consciousness into it.

Only one head was left, and his eyes were empty and he looked ahead.

The ancient ferocious mosquitoes and celestial rats who were still guarding next to them felt their consciousness blurred for a moment. As soon as they woke up, Ye Xiu had already become like this.

"Young Master?"

The ancient ferocious mosquito changed his face, turned his head suddenly, staring at the sky mouse with murderous intent, and dozens of clones transformed out with a buzzing sound, surrounding it tightly, and said, "What's going on?

What exactly is this one you found?"

"Golden Book!"

Tian Zhishi was also confused and looked at Zhu Jian silly, saying, "Why is his consciousness gone?

I remember that big black face, who liked to hold this thing in his hand the most, and occasionally wrote and painted.

His children occasionally borrowed them to observe. I saw someone who practiced the above skills. Why did he swallow his consciousness when he got into his hands?"

"Damn it, how dare you let the young master take risks."

The ancient evil mosquito was furious.

"I didn't mean it," Tian Zhimao snorted, and said in grievance: "You are kind-hearted to be a treasure that even Ying Heiface can't put down. I found it and didn't embezzle it. You are not happy to give it to him."

The ancient evil mosquito twisted its neck, ignored it, and said, "If there is anything wrong with the young master, I will crush the bones on your body one by one, then erase your consciousness, so that you can always accompany the young master in this palace of books."

"Stinky mosquito demon, are you right or not?"

The Tianshima was furious and said, "I didn't mean it."

"Shut up!"

The ancient evil mosquito grabbed its head with a gloomy face and said, "Say one more thing, I'll ask you to go and find the young master now."

The Heavenly Magic Mouse is tactful and shut up, very aggrieved.

This mosquito demon is so damn unreasonable. He clearly has a kind heart. Who knew that the surname "Ye" had such a bad luck that even his consciousness was swallowed.

Just when the two were anxious.

Ye Xiu, who felt the darkness in front of his eyes and his consciousness began to sink, didn't know how long it took, a tingling sensation came, which instantly made his consciousness return to the spiritual platform, and his eyes gradually became clear.

And there seemed to be a layer of misty things shrouded in the surroundings.

“Where is this?”

Ye Xiu looked around and could vaguely see that the brand new bookshelves were not stained with dust.

Through the fog, you can still vaguely see that there are many bamboo slips placed on the shelves, and I should still be in the Book Hall.

But there are some differences.

The specific place is different, and he is a little confused, and he can't say it for the time being.

I just feel that I am mostly in the Book Hall, but I am not the one he had before.

The ancient evil mosquitoes and the heavenly devils are gone.

Ye Xiu breathed.

The Immortal God's Law is still running, and the body is gone, presenting the "Witch Soul". He walked slowly for a few steps, came to the front of a bookshelf, reached out to snatch it, but couldn't touch it?

His heart skipped a beat and he moved his eyes to the bookshelf again.
Chapter completed!
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