"Girl, how do you know this is a human skin scroll?" Chen Jiu's cold voice came again.

Ling Luo glanced at him angrily, and said: "The paper with such a strong evil spirit, isn't it human skin or sheep skin?"

Chen Jiu took a deep breath, stared at her with burning eyes, and said in a sinister voice, "Then how will you be willing to translate the rest of the old man?"

He has lived for 450 years, if he can't even see the slightest thought of this girl, then his life is really in vain.

Enduring the pain, Ling Luo stood up slowly, coughed softly, and said, "Luo'er learned these characters when she was six years old. Ten years have passed, and there are inevitably some omissions in her memory."

Chen Jiu snorted coldly, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, what exactly do you want, so that you are willing to translate these ancient characters for the old man?"

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled slightly, and he said, "How about this, Emperor Xuanzu, Luo'er will come to this library every day for the next half a month, and translate a paragraph for you, about one or two hundred words, how about it?"

She has already seen that the exercises on the human skin scroll are only part of the beginning, and there should be many more in the follow-up.

The longer she pulled, the more she was able to follow the old monster's mouth and get a lot of information about Chu Ye and Ling Ying.

"Okay." Chen Jiu's face finally softened a little, and he said, "Since you can understand the ancient characters written 1000 years ago, then the old man will fulfill his preface and take you like another library."

As he spoke, Chen Jiu waved his hand, and the solid wall behind him suddenly turned upside down, revealing a small door as tall as a person.

"Come in with the old man."

Ling Luo followed Chenjiu into the small door and walked through a long path, with glass lamps burning on the stone walls on both sides.

Finally, after about a cup of tea, Ling Luo stepped into a stone room, where there were more than a dozen bookshelves lined up, all of which were ancient books bound in extremely primitive simplicity.

"These are all ancient books more than 800 years ago, and the characters inside are very complicated. In today's Tianyuan Continent, basically no one can recognize them. You can just look through them casually and see if there is anything you want to know. "

Chen Jiu hunched his waist, his eyes flickered slightly, and said: "The old man has not many years to live. The secret method in this human skin scroll is the supreme method that was secretly passed down by Chaos God 300 years ago. It can help the old man prolong his life and change his body, girl, you must not bully me."

So it turned out that this old monster was trying to survive.

But - Chaos God Venerable?

Ling Luo's nerves became tense all of a sudden, and he asked, "The Primal Chaos God? Is it..."

"That's right, it's the mount of Wuzun Chu Ye, Chaos, one of the four ancient beasts!" Chen Jiu's face showed a look of extreme admiration, "The God of Chaos represents the will of its master, every 300 years. Show a miracle and come to our Xijiu country."

Ling Luo gritted her teeth and clenched her fists involuntarily, trying to control her emotions that were on the verge of eruption, and said, "How long will it be before Chaos appears again?"

Chen Jiu raised a finger and said slowly: "One year."

Ling Luo took a deep breath, one year, she still has one year!Must become stronger!

Without asking any more questions, Ling Luo began to read books in the stone room, and picked up two books at random, one was "Poison Classic" written by Du Lao 900 years ago, and the other was "Medicine Classic" written by Yao Lao 800 years ago. The Sutra is a rare treasure for alchemists.

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