The sky in the world of ancient books is not much different.

But in the Yunlun Mountains, at this time, there was a Void Island crack in the sky.

Xu Xiaoshou laughed and said:

"You should have the ability to contact the storyteller who entered the Void Island, otherwise he would lose contact as soon as he entered. It's too bad."

"Let the Storyteller create some noise in the Void Island, Holy Temple. I'm afraid I won't have time to come to you next."

"In this case, if they can still find you, then it can be called truly relying on one's own efforts to find the 'root answer'."

"If even they themselves are convinced of this answer, the suspicion of the first floor in the sky will be completely eliminated."

"And when things get to this point, I believe a long period of time has passed. During this period of time, you can definitely find helpers and choose yourself out."

"The general trend should develop well like this. There may be some strange little details and small waves. You are smart and just adapt accordingly."

Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands and talked nonstop.

The tears flowed from his calm face at the beginning, to his slightly pursed lips, and finally to his overwhelming shock.

Ancestor Inorganic was even more shocked when he heard this.

How long have you been out of combat?

The strange feeling brought about by the enemy's death has not completely dissipated.

Xu Xiaoshou, have you thought about the ending of the Holy Temple?

Who is the chess piece?

If you have this kind of brain, what would appear in the Yunlun Mountains?

Shouldn't he be sent to the commander's account by the saint slave to strategize and win a victory thousands of miles away?!

At this moment, Ancestor Wuji refreshed his view of this future master...

"Being in awe, passive value, +2."

After Xu Xiaoshou explained his thoughts to these two people like he was shaking beans, his mouth felt dry for a while.

He subconsciously spread his hands back, but failed to wait for Xiao Wanfeng's tea cup, and then realized that the person who brought him tea and water was not around...

Come back to your senses.

The two people in front of me looked shocked.

"Are you still listening?" Xu Xiaoshou frowned. He didn't think he had said so much, so he had to say it again, right?

"Listening."

"Listening."

With tears streaming down their faces, Xuan Wuji and his wife pecked at the rice, still thinking about Xu Xiaoshou's second plan.

"It's not that difficult to understand, right?"
Chapter completed!