Prosperous White Lotus Long Aotian[Transmigration Book]

"Come to the library quickly."

There are only these five characters on the messenger talisman. It has been a whole month since the last time I went to the library. At that time, Xie Wan met Shi Miaoyuan by chance. I don't know who it will be this time.

Xie Wan simply cleaned up and set off for the library hall.

The second floor of the library hall is a secret place, and no one dared to joke about it. When Xie Wan arrived, there was someone waiting at the door. Seeing him coming and not making a sound, he turned around and led him into the library hall.

The light in the hall was extremely weak, and only the backlight was dimly lit. The man groped a few times on the wall in the corner, and let Xie Wan in after he found the entrance of the passage. The air was dull in the afternoon, and Xie Wan felt that his chest was tight, and some out of breath.

When he opened the door on the second floor, there were half a room of people standing inside the door. Among them, Feng Qiwen sat on the high platform, Jiang Tianyi stood in front, Shi Miaoyuan sat aside, Zhenjun Yan Luo was also there, and the rest of the disciples were arranged according to their seniority , sit in the back.

No one noticed him, and most of the people were staring ahead, with different expressions. The atmosphere in the room was strange, and there was a sense of urgency when arrows were on the verge. At this moment, Feng Qi looked away and looked straight at Xie Wan in the corner.

"Xie Wan, come here."

Everyone noticed him just now, and they couldn't help being a little surprised. Shi Miaoyuan's face was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Jiang Tianyi turned around immediately, and stared at him sharply with a pair of black eyes like a falcon.

Xie Wan stepped forward in response, but saw another scorching gaze following, which was in the direction of Zhenjun Yan Luo. He straightened his back and walked forward neither humble nor overbearing.

"Good morning, my lord."

"I wrote the messenger talisman. I called you to the Library Hall today because I have something to pass on to you." Feng Qi frowned, and suddenly became more gentle.

As soon as this remark came out, there were shouts from the audience, and Jiang Tianyi was even more astonished. Although Xie Wan couldn't understand what Feng Qi said, he could feel the strong gaze of the elder brother.

He almost wanted to burn himself through.

"Do you know what I want to give you?" Feng Qi asked with a smile.

"I don't know." Xie Wan honestly shook her head.

"Although the Chiyue Pavilion is assigned by the Feiyun Sect, there is an old rule. Every 30 years, the Feiyun Sect prepares the magic weapon and passes it on to the best disciples. This was determined by the previous Pavilion Master and also required by the Feiyun Sect .”

After saying that, Feng Qi turned around and took out a wooden box. Xie Wan was very curious. At this time, someone exclaimed and solved the puzzle for the wooden box.

"This is the Wanfang Box!"

"Wanfang Box?" Xie Wan had never heard of this name, but heard that the disciples in the audience exploded and discussed.

"Isn't the Wanfang box for the disciples of the Feiyun sect to draw magic weapons?"

"Only top disciples have always had this opportunity... Senior brother is the most qualified!"

"Why did you give it to the one who just walked in?"

Amidst the discussion, the voice of the teacher and elder rang out, covering everyone at once.

"Pavilion Master, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to let a disciple who has just started for less than ten years use the Wanfang Box."

"I think Xie Wan is more suitable." Feng Qi stroked his beard and smiled to show hatred.

As soon as these words came out, everyone lost their voices, Xie Wan's heart stopped for a few seconds, and finally realized.

Jiang Tianyi probably had a falling out with the pavilion master recently, Feng Qi found a reason to threaten him, and somehow found him, today's trip is to deter those disciples who have unreasonable thoughts.

Xie Wan suddenly realized, fine sweat oozes from his forehead, wondering how many of the people in the audience are on Jiang Tianyi's side...

He didn't believe what Li Xianghong and others said that Shi Miaoyuan treated his nephew Jiang Tianyi preferentially and allocated good resources to him, but now it seems that it is all true!

"Pavilion Master, there may be something wrong..." Shi Miaoyuan tried to dissuade him again, but Zhenjun Yan Luo didn't make a sound. Jiang Tianyi took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to save something, but Feng Qi opened the Wanfang box directly, and a bright light swept over him. However, the Wanfang box released a cloud of light, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

"Put your hand into the Wanfang box." Feng Qi's voice sounded.

Xie Wan was extremely nervous, and followed Feng Qi's instructions, and put his hand into the halo. It was amazing to say that the light was empty and the temperature was extremely low. It was like groping in water, and it was like night Looking for things, very fresh.

When he was curious, Feng Qi said again.

"Close your eyes, don't think about anything, nothing in your chest."

Xie Wan immediately closed his eyes, emptied his body, and didn't think about anything. After an unknown period of time, his hand suddenly touched a cold object, but it was fleeting and disappeared quickly. Xie Wan tried his best to pursue the strange feeling, His little finger suddenly rubbed against something, he tried his best to grab it forward, and caught a hard object.

"!" Xie Wan opened his eyes and wanted to pull out the magic weapon, but at this moment, there were countless brightly colored poisonous snakes coming out of the light ball, immediately wrapped around his arms, and crawled densely in a large pile.

Xie Wan was shocked, and wanted to disperse it with the other hand, but Feng Qi shouted loudly.

"If you are confused by the illusion in front of you, you won't be able to take it!"

"phantom?!"

Xie Wan suddenly realized, and immediately ignored the poisonous snake. The pile of poisonous snakes would not let go, and climbed onto him one after another, covering the whole body very quickly, only one left eye was exposed. Very strong.

"The Dao is ruthless, you only have five faculties, how can you compete with others?"

A sigh sounded, Xie Wan struggled to grasp the magic weapon, and refused to let go no matter what, his veins were bulging, and he seemed to use all his strength to open his mouth.

"If you don't fight, how will you know the result? I'm not willing to be a mediocre person who can be manipulated by others!"

The voice seemed to say something, but Xie Wan was determined and would not be shaken by other things. Soon, a gust of wind whizzed past, and the voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Xie Wan instinctively felt that the last strength was missing, so he used the spiritual power of the five elements in his body, and saw that the light cluster became brighter and brighter, as if it was going to blind his eyes, he exhausted half of his strength, and finally pulled out the magic weapon.

"Crack-"

The light ball disappeared immediately, the Wanfang box was completely closed, and it fell to the ground lightly. Everyone rubbed their eyes to look at the stage, but saw Xie Wan was dripping with sweat, holding a...

A bare stick.

"Wanfang Box matches the most suitable magic weapon by itself." Feng Qi looked at the stick in his hand and said meaningfully, "This is the golden plume stick, a middle-grade magic weapon."

Xie Wan was ecstatic, and the disciples in the audience opened their eyes wide, and they were all stunned. Shi Miaoyuan had already left without knowing when, and Zhenjun Yan Luo stared at Xie Wan quietly, with the corners of his mouth softening.

"Congratulations." Feng Qi finally smiled and patted Xie Wan on the shoulder.

Among the noise, only Jiang Tianyi looked at the two men on the stage with a gloomy expression and clenched their fists.

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