Chapter 434
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He chewed on the words "lost in the sunset" in his mouth.
Zhen Xiaoxiao felt that the book was written by an old man who was past his prime, collecting grass and planting chrysanthemums in the bamboo forest under the moonlight, recording the trivial details of life. The pages of the book were still stained with yellowish-brown tea stains and some marks that could not be identified due to the passage of time.
Why did Elder Yuan …
"The array book of the founding ancestor!"
Before Zhen Xiaoxiao could finish his question, Elder Yuanfeng screamed.
A second ago, he was lamenting that this book had been lost for many years and was nowhere to be found. The next second, it suddenly jumped into his sight!
Yuan Feng's Grand Elder pressed down forcefully on his chest. He felt fortunate that his cultivation realm had advanced, and the strength of his body had become much stronger. Because if it was the old him, then he would have probably died from such stimulation!
"Xiao Xiao, I don't care where you got these three books from, but I want a copy of them!"
Although he had benefited a lot from Zhen Xiaoxiao and swore to himself not to take advantage of children, when he saw the array book of the founding ancestor, Elder Yuanfeng's face turned red and he asked for it.
"The original item naturally belongs to you, Senior. I can take the rubbing of the words." Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't even think about it and waved her hand generously.
It belonged to Seven Leaf Valley and was Elder Yuan's favorite. It was a good time to return it to its rightful owner.
"But … it's better not to see people. It's better not to attract unnecessary trouble. "
He was not clear about the five hundred pounds, but from the short fight, he could feel that the person was very shrewd and would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. Even if this array book was an antique of Seven Leaf Valley, if the person knew its whereabouts, he would not let it go easily.
Hearing Zhen Xiaoxiao's words.
The Grand Elder of Yuan Feng's shriveled lips trembled for a long time before he finally uttered an almost inaudible sound, "Thank you!"
It was hard to express the throbbing in his heart.
Yuanfeng took a step forward and suddenly stopped in front of the book that was floating in midair. He stretched out his finger and gently stroked the torn pages. The rough touch immediately caused his body to tremble.
It was the original version.
It was the first copy personally written by the Seven-leaf Mountain Founder, but it was stolen.
Warm tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably. Grand Elder Yuanfeng held the yellowed page in his arms and quickly copied it with a jade slip. He carefully put it in Zhen Xiaoxiao's hand.
Originally, the Seven-leaf Formation was not meant for outsiders.
Now that Zhen Xiaoxiao was an elder of the Flying Dragon Temple, he was no longer a Seven-leaf disciple.
However, it was Zhen Xiaoxiao who found the book. Even the Seven-leaf Mountain Founder's cauldron was inherited by Zhen Xiaoxiao. Therefore, in the eyes of the Grand Elder, no one was more qualified than Zhen Xiaoxiao to obtain the copy of the Formation.
"In the world of Dongling, beasts and alchemy are the two main paths, but don't underestimate the Formation. Legend has it that the Shadow Sect, which was destroyed by Old Demon Lixue, also cultivated Formations. Keep this book with you and study it in your spare time. It will definitely be beneficial to your cultivation! "
Hearing Grand Elder Yuanfeng's earnest teachings, Zhen Xiaoxiao nodded slightly.
Zhen Xiaoxiao did not know that after the battle with the five hundred pounds, the profiteer immediately hid in his second stronghold and opened the rotten fruit in his hand anxiously.
He saw ten shining Dharma treasures floating out of it.
The five hundred pounds was so angry that he fell backward, blood spurting out of his mouth.
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