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Jiang Jingmo first turned to the new page, which fully recorded the current environment of the Jiuyin Valley and the most precious spiritual plants therein.

Nine sun flowers.

After taking a quick glance, she turned to the old pages, and a thin piece of paper floated down from the pages.

"what is this?"

Ke Su picked it up and opened it, and saw a detailed map inside.

"This should be the map to Jiuyin Valley."

Jiang Jiting took the map, looked at it carefully for a moment, and quickly gave the answer.

Jiang Jingmo nodded, not caring much about it, and turned to look at the contents of the ancient book in his hand.

Maybe because it is so old, most of the words on it are not very clear, some of them are blurred, and some places are even damaged.

But from the incomplete text above, Jiang Jingmo still saw some things clearly.

The place described in the old pages in the second half of the book is both different and the same as Jiuyin Valley.

The two are in the same place, but the place described in the book has existed much longer than the Jiuyin Valley.

It was an extremely mysterious valley, hidden under the cliff, where legendary treasures were buried.

No one knows what the treasure is because no one has ever actually entered that place.

The moment they step under the cliff, all those who come here will get lost and end up going back to the entrance.

Legend has it that there is a compassionate deity sleeping inside. She rests there and does not want anyone to disturb her, but she loves all living things and cannot bear to hurt them.

More than two thousand years ago, a rift appeared and fallen spirits descended into the world. There is no light here anymore. They are like executioners sent down from heaven, slaughtering all the living beings here at will.

Just as the fallen spirits were about to spread, at this moment, the gods in the valley showed up. The fallen spirits had a greedy desire for the breath of the gods, and they stayed in front of the valley for a long time, buying time for the major sects.

After the boundary wall was built and the Pure Spirit Fortress was gradually guarded, the aura of the gods completely disappeared from that valley, and the fallen spirits began to scatter again.

The valley fell silent, and there were no more legends of gods under the cliff. A thousand years passed like this, and the breath of gods began to appear faintly, but soon the Nine Yin Valley appeared, and there were no more gods in the world.

Jiang Jingmo narrated all this in a faint voice, as if telling a long-lost story, and she was just a bystander.

She was very keenly aware of the valley's ability to attract fallen spirits, but she had only been in this world for sixteen years, and before that she was a person from the future, so she would never be connected with a valley.

If there was one thing she cared about, it was the gods that were said to exist in this valley.

The Xuantian Divine Realm is called the Divine Realm, but there is rarely any mention of gods. Most of the common people believe in Buddha and immortals, and these people who practice Taoism are called immortals.

They will seek protection from major sects and seek help from experienced disciples of Taoism. In their hearts, those who practice Taoism are omnipotent.

This was the first time Jiang Jingmo heard the legend about gods in the Xuantian Divine Realm. This ancient book seemed to be quite old, so it was estimated that this legend must have existed for a long time.

She raised her eyes and met Jiang Jiting's gaze. She understood the doubt in her brother's eyes.

This is the only book related to attracting fallen spirits that they have found so far.

Jiang Jingmo gave him a reassuring look, and after putting the map back into the ancient book, she prepared to take the book away.

Jiang Jiting originally wanted to continue looking for clues here, but he was injured too badly, so Jiang Jingmo forced him to go back.

Jiang Ji felt a little helpless, but he had always been helpless against Jiang Jingmo.

He followed them obediently.

"You need to take this book back."

The person in charge of the library was a somewhat hunched old man. He squinted his eyes and looked at the ancient book in Jiang Jingmo's hand, with surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Where did you find this book?"

"It was on the ground and I tripped over it."

Ke Su answered his question.

"On the ground?"

The old man suddenly laughed, stroked his beard, and flipped the book up and down twice.

"Well, maybe it's fate with you."

"Senior, is there anything special about this book?"

Jiang Jingmo felt that his attitude towards the book was a little strange, and for a moment, he couldn't help but ask a few questions.

"Yes and no. I heard that this book was the first one to be collected in this library, but it probably wasn't called this name at the time."

"Later, I forgot which generation of the castle owner renovated it, and it became what you see today."

The old man stroked his beard gently and seemed to feel some emotion as he looked at the book.

"I saw this book when I first came here, but I haven't seen it for hundreds of years."

“Will the book still hide?”

When Ke Su heard this, he frowned in confusion.

“Why would a book be lost for hundreds of years?”

Hearing this, the old man laughed.

"Of course, this book has existed for thousands of years. When something exists for a long time, it will naturally develop some spirituality."

"So what you mean is..."

Jiang Jingmo raised his eyes and looked at the hunchbacked old man in front of him.

"It probably wants to find you. Just take this book back with you."

The old man didn't beat around the bush. He just waved his hand and handed the book to Jiang Jingmo.

The three of them thanked the old man. On the way back, Ke Su was still looking at the book.

"Is it really so magical that books can become spirits?"

"Nothing is impossible. Everything has a soul."

Jiang Jingmo raised his eyebrows and gently stroked the cover of the book with his fingertips.

They walked all the way back to their own courtyard. Jiang Jingmo put the book on the table in front of the window, stood up and walked behind the screen to take off his dirty clothes.

Suddenly, she heard a noise.

"Who?"

She pulled the outer robe she had not yet taken off tightly together, walked out from behind the screen with the sword in hand, and then saw a familiar man standing in front of her.

He turned his back, his ears red and hot.

"Sorry, I don't know."

Before Jiang Jingmo could say anything, Shen Shuli spoke first, his voice a little flustered.

"What are you doing in my room?"

Jiang Jingmo put the sword back into the scabbard.

"I just wanted to see if you were back."

Shen Shuli had an embarrassed look on his face and touched the tip of his nose somewhat unnaturally.

He was rarely in such an embarrassing situation. If Zhao Qi had not been abnormal today, he would not have transformed into a black cat and sneaked in through Jiang Jingmo's window.

He was a little impatient.

“…Turn around, I’m dressed.”

Jiang Jingmo didn't know what to say to him for a moment and could only sigh.

Shen Shuli turned around obediently and saw that the girl had already sat down at the table and was pouring water for herself.

In the past two years, the little girl has grown into a graceful young lady. She has really grown a lot compared to when I first met her.