Mentor Lin Qingya said that the day after tomorrow, we will go and practice and give the disciples a day of preparation.

So, there was no need to go to the martial arts lecture hall the next day. Long Qingchen got up early and planned to ask about ancient books.

When he was on Earth, he only believed in science and did not believe in ghosts. However, in this world, there are really ghosts...

Ghost is actually a soul floating outside the body. As a cultivator, he naturally doesn't have to worry, but in the full moon

At night, this ancient book will make some strange sounds, like a thorn, stuck in his heart, and always feel a little uncomfortable, hoping to solve this mystery.

He brought ancient books to the library, found the manager, bowed and explained his purpose, "I want to find that senior, but I don't know where to look for it?"

The manager hesitated for a moment and spoke slowly, "That senior... has no fixed residence and his whereabouts are unpredictable. You can go to the purple bamboo forest in the back mountain to try your luck. Sometimes, that senior will take a walk there..."

Long Qingchen thanked him and walked towards the back mountain.

Looking at his left back, the manager opened his mouth and wanted to speak, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still didn't say anything.

The purple bamboo is purple all over, crystal clear, like purple jade, and even the bamboo leaves are purple. From a distance, it seems to have come to a fairy tale.

rustle......

Long Qingchen walked in, but felt a gloomy feeling, deadly silence, and he could only hear his own footsteps.

He noticed that an ancient stone tablet was buried by fallen leaves. He walked over and stretched out his hand to push away the fallen leaves. He saw that the stone tablet was covered with dense inscriptions and three vague big characters, which made him suddenly furrow all over his body.

Evil Ghost Forest!

The font, black-brown, was carved in blood, has changed color after a long time.

Long Qingchen murmured to himself, "Is this purple bamboo forest or evil ghost forest here?"

"A long time ago, this place was called the Evil Ghost Forest. Time passed too long and gradually became forgotten."

Hearing the old voice, he suddenly turned around and saw that the old man was standing behind him for no reason. Facing such a strong man, even if he had a sharp sense of his senses, it would be difficult to detect.

Long Qingchen bowed and said in confusion, "Why is it called the Evil Ghost Forest?"

"Some ominous things happened here..."

The old man shook his head slightly, as if he was reluctant to say more, glanced at the ancient books in his hand and said slowly, "Last night was full moon night, did you hear it?"

"I heard some sounds, but I couldn't hear them clearly."

Long Qingchen said what happened last night.

The old man stretched out a palm.

Long Qingchen was stunned for a moment and placed the ancient books on his palm.

"I have reminded you that this ancient book is an ominous technique. Now, what are you going to do?"

The old man slowly flipped through the ancient books, but did not watch them, but looked at him.

Long Qingchen was silent for a moment, "This ancient book is very compatible with my martial arts. Even if it is dangerous, I will continue to practice."

"Have my style."

The old man suddenly laughed.

Long Qingchen was stunned for a moment, "Senior has also practiced this ancient book?"

The old man looked lonely and “he has practiced Mahayana.”

"In the end, what happened?"

Long Qingchen was curious.

The old man's eyes were strange, "I can't tell you for the time being, I'm worried that you dare not continue to practice..."

Long Qingchen's eyes froze, "Senior, I hope I will continue to practice?"

call......

The old man suddenly had a real fire in his palm, and the ancient books burned, yellow and curled... Finally, they turned into ashes and dissipated with the wind.

Long Qingchen didn't know why he suddenly burned the ancient books, but there must be a reason for him to do this, so he didn't ask much, anyway, he has already remembered it.

The old man sighed softly, "This ancient book has dangers and opportunities. I hope you can survive the dangers and get the opportunity."

"I understand, thank you for your advice."

Knowing this is enough. Long Qingchen bowed and turned around and left with great strides.

As he stared at his figure getting smaller and smaller, he finally disappeared on the edge of the purple bamboo forest, the old man was stunned and dazed.

"What a little guy who can't see through it. I'm just a loser. I just hope this little guy doesn't follow my old path..."

He murmured to himself, and the old man's body turned into a wisp of blue smoke and flowed into the ancient stone tablet. The dark brown font flashed with a strange blood light.

......

"See...that senior?"

When passing by the entrance of the library, the manager looked at him strangely.

"I saw it, what's wrong?"

Long Qingchen always felt that there was something in this in charge of the matter.

The manager shook his head slightly, "It's better to go to that place less."

"Why?"

Long Qingchen was puzzled. There was nothing strange about it except a little gloomy.

The manager whispered, "A few years ago, a few disciples accidentally broke in and went crazy after they came out."

Damn, why didn't you say it earlier?

Long Qingchen cursed in his heart, but it was not easy to offend. After all, the King of Hell is easy to meet, and it is hard to hinder the little devil. After all, he is the manager of the library.

It seemed that Long Qingchen was thinking, and the manager laughed awkwardly, "For some reason, in recent years, the place has been relatively calm and it's okay. Besides, that senior seems to value you more and he will take care of you, so I didn't stop you."

"Thank you."

Long Qingchen said, leaving quickly, and didn't really want to deal with this manager.

......

"Senior Brother Chen, I didn't see you early in the morning, where did you go?"

As soon as she returned to the backyard of the shop, Su Qian'er came over. After spending time together, Su Qian'er was less shy and talked a little more.

Long Qingchen casually said, "I went to Lingwu Academy, is there anything wrong?"

"Tomorrow, I will go out for training and may camp in the wilderness mountains. I will go to Lingwu City to buy a tent. Do you want to go?"

Su Qian'er's little hand grabbed the corner of her clothes, feeling a little nervous, and said these words, as if she had enough courage.

Have an appointment with him?

Long Qingchen was a little funny, "Go, of course I have to go, I didn't buy my tent."

"Then let's go." Su Qian'er's face turned slightly red. She walked to the wall and climbed over the wall first.

Long Qingchen touched his chin. Such a beautiful woman climbed over the wall every day... it seemed a bit unsightly. He was considering whether to buy a ladder.

From Lingwu Academy to Lingwu City, it was not far away. The two of them walked, handsome men and beautiful women, which naturally attracted a lot of attention. The rate of turning back at Su Qianer was almost 100%, while Long Qingchen was 80%, so he could barely compete with her.

When they arrived at Lingwu City, they bought tents and some items for their training, and then they wandered around the long street.

"How to sell this stairshake?"

Su Qian'er squatted down at a small stall and fell in love with her.

The stall owner was a middle-aged woman, and she smiled and said, "She has three taels of silver. Look at the little girl so beautiful, I will wipe out some of it for you. Let's go and count it for three taels of silver."
Chapter completed!