[69 Book Bar-www.] "That's not. Although I don't pay much attention to etiquette, at least you should call me a master?" The old man waved his hand and a box appeared in his hand. "Good apprentice, this is a gift for you to your master."

What gift? Xu Miaomiao took the gift box and opened it. It turned out to be a beautiful purple gauze dress with a little amethyst. The purple gauze dress is as thin as a cicada's wings and it feels very smooth to the touch. It is impossible to tell what the texture is!

"Teacher, what kind of clothes are these? They are so beautiful." Xu Miaomiao took out the clothes from the box and compared them to him.

"Haha, this dress has a defensive function, which can isolate all physical attacks and has an immune function against magic attacks below level seven."

"Ah? You are so awesome, teacher!" Xu Miaomiao has studied the book "Introduction to the Beginner of Magic" these days and has also gained some understanding of magic. Seventh-level magic is equivalent to the full-strength attack of a magician. This gift is definitely a very precious gift for her who has not yet learned magic.

"Haha, nothing, of course, I want to be nice to her, my apprentice! By the way, you can also help the teacher translate the contents of the parchment rolls," said the old man put the parchment roll on the table.

"Teacher, what exactly is the content recorded on this parchment scroll?"

"It's nothing, it's just a kind of magic. It's very important to be a master. If you want to defeat the old man Sikong Wolong, it seems that it's up to it."

"Who is Sikong Wolong, Master? Isn't even a person like you, a teacher, his opponent?"

"Ahem!" the old man said with a hint of embarrassment, "Sikong Wolong is the old guy at Tianshu. He is in charge of the calculation of the fortune of the sky. Originally, we were not the same, but in the competition twenty years ago, I was careless and even let him win half of my move by chance. But it doesn't mean that he is better than me. If he really fights with all his strength, he may not be able to beat me."

"Ah? He is so powerful, he can actually win the teacher's trick." Xu Miaomiao exclaimed, but thought to himself, "I don't know what the relationship between Sikong Wolong and Sikong Simon is. I hope the teacher won't let him go to the Sikong Wolong competition!"

Xu Miaomiao thought so, obviously thinking too much. Sikong Wolong is a member of the old man's generation. How could the old man ask her to compete with Sikong Wolong? At most, she would just ask her to compete with Sikong Simon. Besides, the old man didn't know that Sikong Wolong had a grandson.

"By the way, who did the teacher live in Room No. 6 before? Why are there Sanskrit books?" Xu Miaomiao asked.

"Ahem, your thirteenth master lived in this room before." The old man here also became respectful, "She is a stunning person. There are many legends about her story, but later..."

"What happened later?" Xu Miaomiao couldn't help asking when he saw the old man hesitant expression.

"It's nothing, later... she came here to retreat, and this room was where she retreated." The old man summarized briefly.

"Then are all the things in this room left by the Thirteenth Master?"

"Ahem, yes," said the old man clenched his fist to his lips and put it on his lips.

"Then, have the teacher been here in this room many times?" Xu Miaomiao asked curiously.

"That's right, there is no place in this Baiyun Palace that I haven't been to before!"
Chapter completed!