The God of Rebirth

Chapter 1406 What Should Come Still Will Come

The two talked on the phone every day, but the time was short, and sometimes it was too late and they just sent a text message.

This chat lasted for almost two hours, and there was still more to say.

It's just that it's late, Mu Sichen urged Gu Yunnian to rest.

Watching the screen go black, Mu Sichen got up and put the books in his hand back to their original places, and continued to wake up early on the bookshelf.

But he spent a lot of time in the library since he was a child. He basically read all the books in it, but found no useful information.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, and decided to ask directly.

When Mu Sichen left the library, the bright sunshine outside showed that he and Gu Yunian were not in the same country.

At this moment, an elegant old lady is leisurely picking flowers in the garden.

Feeling Mu Sichen approaching, he asked without raising his head, "Why don't you stay in the library?"

"I should have read all the books inside." Mu Sichen paused, pursed his lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Grandma, have you heard of ancient warriors?"

The old lady stopped holding the scissors and sighed, "It seems that what should come will come."

Mu Sichen's eyes were fixed, and he looked at the old lady, "Grandma, do you know?"

The old lady smiled faintly, "Of course I know, because your grandma and I are ancient warriors. If you want to know, come with me!"

Ignoring the stunned Mu Sichen, she put the scissors into the basket, carried them back to the greenhouse, and led him to the library.

Mu Sichen could almost be said to have grown up in the library, but he had never discovered that there was such a hidden secret room in the library.

The old lady walked to a bookshelf next to the wall, squatted down and irregularly took out books from different shelves and different layers, and then pressed them hard in different orders on the wall behind the books.

The wall on the other side slid open together with the bookshelf, revealing a small door with a height of one person.

Inside is a smaller library with bookshelves on both sides and an altar in the middle for a portrait.

The portrait seemed to be alive, a figure wearing a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly stood on the body of a mighty golden dragon, writhing in the clouds and mists, and a terrifying aura rushed towards his face.

It's hard to imagine that a painting can have such momentum, Mu Sichen's pupils shrank in shock, and asked, "Grandma, what is this?"

"This is the ancestor of our family. On the bookshelves on both sides, one is the ancient martial arts secret books left by the ancestors and ancestors of the past generations, and the other is the experience and manuscripts. As for what you want to know..."

The old lady stopped, took Mu Sichen forward, took out three incense sticks from the altar, lit them, knelt down reverently, and clasped them three times earnestly.

Mu Sichen followed suit.

After the two of them worshiped, the old lady looked at Mu Sichen, "You want to know if you can practice ancient martial arts?"

"No!" Mu Sichen shook his head, "I can develop internal strength, but the internal strength I cultivated disappears without a trace when it enters the dantian. I can feel something swallowing it in the dantian."

"You can actually practice!" The old lady was surprised for the first time in front of Mu Sichen.

Seeing Mu Sichen's puzzlement, the old lady said, "Do you still remember the ancient prose I taught you when I was three years old?"

When Mu Sichen recalled it, he was stunned, "That turned out to be an inner skill."

The old lady sighed, "Yes. At that time, I asked you to practice for a year, but you didn't gather your internal strength, so I thought you didn't have the talent to practice martial arts, and I didn't tell you when I grew up."

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