Hearing what the other party said, Bizhu took a step back, held his storage magic weapon and said:

"Senior, how did you find out?"

"Of course it's because I am a Primordial Spirit monk. How can I be able to deceive my eyes when I try to hide something that is just a golden elixir?" said the middle-aged man.

"Senior, do you want to grab it forcefully?" Bizhu asked carefully.

"No." The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a smile: "We want to read the content of this book, and of course it's not for nothing.

Your luck is like fire. If you don't control it, the impact will be very big.

In addition to your own reasons, there is also the reason for that book."

"Is there anything wrong with "The Book of Ancient and Modern Times"?" Bizhu asked.

Aunt Qiao felt a little strange next to her. Is the Yuanshen monk so powerful?

She is also the soul.

So she felt that these three people were not the souls she thought of, and the princess must have discovered it.

Are these three real seniors?

“The material of this book itself is extraordinary, and the person who wrote it is even more extraordinary.

The connection between ancient and modern times, what do you think will happen?

People, things, and luck from ancient times may all come into contact with you.

As long as there is a gap, the problem will be huge. For those who are not lucky enough, it is best to seal the book when they get it." said the middle-aged man.

Bizhu didn't believe it.

She specifically checked that this book would not have any impact on her.

"Little girl, you are so lucky, how about reading the book to us, and we can help you to simply suppress it and seal the ancient and modern book at the same time?" The middle-aged man added: "You may not be as powerful as the Yuanshen monks.

What concept.

But it’s definitely not something you, a golden elixir, can understand.”

Aunt Qiao always feels that these people are insulting her.

As a soul, she didn't see anything.

"Senior, are you just taking a look?" Bizhu asked.

"Of course." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Okay, let's take a look at it, senior." Bizhu looked helpless.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed.

Aunt Qiao suddenly felt that the princess had been deceived. These three people were specially designed to deceive others.

But Bizhu had already handed over the books.

"The little girl is so kind." The bearded old man said with emotion as he took the book.

"Senior made me laugh." Bizhu said with a smile.

Then the three of them sat aside and started reading ancient and modern books.

Bizhu and Aunt Qiao stood aside and waited.

"Read slowly, I haven't finished it yet." The beardless old man said quickly.

"Princess, could they be?" Aunt Qiao asked in a low voice.

Bizhu shook his head: "I believe that the seniors are all good people."

Aunt Qiao: "???"

Bizhu returned the smile innocently.

The inner thought is that the curse that can make the strong people on the Immortal Platform retreat is like a toy in the hands of the three of them.

If the other party had used force, he would have died long ago.

Even if the book is taken away, she still has to smile and thank him.

It was so miserable. She had never encountered such a predicament in the south.

For a moment, I felt that the south was really safe.

Come to think of it, there are only a few big ones in the south.

The other three tribes all have Immortal Sects, so I have no rivals in the south, but once I leave the south, there are strong men everywhere.

Numb.

"Look, I wrote about going to the south." The middle-aged man said excitedly.

The three of them read the book as if it were a holy book.

"Stop in front of the truth, and there is no news? Is it over like this?" The middle-aged man was a little unbelievable.

If it's not specific, it means it can't be said specifically.

"Keep looking behind you," said the old man with a beard.

Then they turned to the end.

Sure enough, I saw another sentence.

"When we meet again, I am both myself and not myself."

The three of them looked at each other.

"When will we see you again?" the middle-aged man sighed.

Afterwards, they returned the books to Bizhu. Although they were a little reluctant to part with them, they did not want to leave.

"Little girl, do you plan to sell this book?" the middle-aged man asked.

"I brought this to a friend. I have to see her if I can't get it out." Bizhu said truthfully.

"What's your friend's name?"

"It's hard to tell this."

She couldn't say anything about Zhang.

There are some rules you should understand at a party.

"That's okay, we sealed it for you and suppressed your luck like fire.

However, I would like to remind you that when your eyebrows feel hot, danger will come.

Similarly, if you are so lucky, it means that you will encounter disaster in the west.

Be careful." The middle-aged man said seriously.

"Thank you, senior." Bizhu nodded.

Then the three of them turned and left.

"I heard that a new teahouse has opened in the east of the city. The pastries are good." The old man without a beard said.

"Then I have to go and see. Is there any wine?"

"There is tea."

"That's not bad."

The three of them walked outside talking to each other.

Bizhu felt weird watching them leave.

"Princess, did they really help you?"

"I do not know."

She felt nothing.

If they say yes, then yes.

Now she has to report the news and then go into seclusion for a while.

It would be best to start the party so she can ask Senior Danyuan.

——

Mountain valley.

Guan Zhongfei is still waiting here.

At this time he could see a black mass in the air.

The guy from the Astronomical Academy and Dole were both inside.

The other party actually took Dole with him to survive the tribulation. He had never heard of such a thing.

"What happened to Dole?"
To be continued...