So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

The third prince sat in the side hall, the tea in his hand had already gone cold.

His face was extremely gloomy.

It was no wonder, after all, that kind of thing just happened yesterday.

...That's a million spirit stones!

Even if he was a prince, it would be very difficult to take out so many spirit stones at once.

But now, due to the "oath" and face, he had to take out the spirit stones even if he had to swallow his teeth.

However, if this practice were to spread, it would probably become a joke in the palace in the future.

Even in the Liangyi Sect, there have been rumors that he "slandered his fellow disciples" in the past two days.

Ming Ruoxi was originally a demon cultivator...

Thinking back to what happened yesterday, and the face of Mu Zhian when he designed to frame him, the third prince's anger burned uncontrollably, and the strength of holding the teacup increased a little.

Click.

The surface of the teacup cracked slightly, and then the teacup was completely crushed in his hand, and the tea spilled on the ground.

The third prince looked at the disciple who came in with an expressionless face and said, "What's the matter?"

Why are you still pretending to be like this... The disciple was disdainful in his heart, but he was still respectful on the surface and said, "Your Highness, the letter we sent to the palace yesterday seems to be withdrawn in advance."

The third prince was slightly stunned.

After returning yesterday, the third prince had already written a letter to send it back to the Dagan Dynasty overnight to his confidant, asking him to prepare a million spirit stones.

However, at this moment, this disciple said that the letter could be withdrawn?

"What do you mean?" The third prince asked coldly without raising his head.

"It is said that the princess left the palace two days ago and arrived at Liangyi Sect this morning. She seems to know what happened yesterday..."

The anger in the heart of the third prince was like being poured with cold water. He was stunned and murmured: "The royal sister is here..."

The princess of the Dagan Dynasty has a good relationship with many people in Liangyi Sect. She is also a teacher and friend to the Pavilion Master of the Library. Both of them prefer poetry and books. The princess often visits Yan Ruyu in Liangyi Sect.

This time she came here, probably to find the Pavilion Master Yan.

As the princess, she probably has millions of spirit stones on her.

If she finds the royal sister now, she can avoid the rumors in the palace in the future.

After all, the royal sister is not the kind of person who talks nonsense everywhere.

But if she finds her... will she really lend it?

The third prince was born to the imperial concubine, while the princess is the daughter of the queen.

The gap between the two is not small, and his relationship with the royal sister is very ordinary.

If he went to find her, he might be scolded.

The Third Prince looked unhappy and said in a deep voice: "Where is the Imperial Sister now?"

"Someone saw her go to the Library..." said the disciple.

The Third Prince was silent for a moment and said: "Well, let's go to the Library."

"By the way, Your Highness, the Deputy Chief specifically entrusted me to tell you... that Mu Zhian must not have any conflicts with him again."

When the Third Prince just stood up, the disciple suddenly spoke again.

The Third Prince's body stiffened slightly, looked at the disciple, and said in a deep voice: "Did the Deputy Chief tell you?"

Seeing the disciple nodded slightly, the Third Prince's face suddenly darkened.

It was obvious that Mu Zhian's mansion was secretly hiding a demon cultivator, but he was forced to hold his breath?

Obviously, because of Linglong, the uncle was also afraid.

Even the other chiefs were the same...

This is no wonder, after all, behind Mu Zhian is Linglong.

But a demon cultivator is a demon cultivator... If Bai Ruoxi's identity as a demon cultivator is confirmed, even if there is a spirit dragon, they can't lie with their eyes open, right?

The third prince clenched his fist, waved the tea on his sleeves, and strode out of the side hall.

...

After completing the corresponding procedures, Mu Zhian, under the guidance of the spy, walked up the stairs to the top floor of the library and met Yan Ruyu in the elegant hall.

She was wearing a loose black robe and her hair was naturally scattered.

At first glance, there seemed to be nothing eye-catching, but Mu Zhian, who had been among the flowers for many years in the past, could roughly guess what kind of charming and sexy curves this figure hidden under the black robe had.

"Meet Pavilion Master Yan." Mu Zhian clasped his fists.

Yan Ruyu raised her head and looked over, smiled slightly, and said, "Sit down."

Her tone was quite gentle, without any airs of an elder, and her temperament was as intellectual as a female teacher. At this time, she looked at the little boy who had never spoken and seemed a little nervous in front of her with a gentle smile.

"Don't be nervous, you have a good relationship with Bai Ruoxi who joined the sect this time, right? Just chat with her in the same way as you usually do with her." Yan Ruyu said gently.

I usually chat with Ruoxi in the bed and talk in detail...Mu Zhian maintained a humble attitude and said respectfully: "Seniors are seniors after all, and the proper respect should be shown, otherwise the juniors may feel uneasy."

Mu Zhian paused and continued with reserve: "But when chatting with Pavilion Master Yan, it is really relaxing, just like talking to the sister next door."

When he said this, he seemed to really think so, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Ruyu narrowed her eyes slightly and seemed to be very impressed by Mu Zhian's words. She poured him a cup of tea and said, "A lot of things happened in Tianhe Garden yesterday."

Mu Zhian calmly took a sip of tea and sighed: "Actually, I just want to be a good person, but I will always encounter some troubles."

Yan Ruyu nodded slightly: "Conflicts between disciples are inevitable, but there will be no fighting and killing in the sect like in the outside world."

When she said this, she changed her voice and said: "In this selection of inner disciples, do you have any favorite main peak to choose?"

Mu Zhian said with a helpless smile: "Senior is joking. With such qualifications as this junior, I am thankful to be selected. How can I think about choosing the main peak by myself?"

Yan Ruyu smiled faintly: "In addition to the nine main peaks, my place and the Law Enforcement Hall are also qualified to recruit inner disciples."

There seemed to be some hints hidden in these words.

"But didn't this junior hear that senior hasn't taken the initiative to recruit inner disciples for a long time?" Mu Zhian said in surprise.

The master of the Library Pavilion is a very Buddhist person and has little interest in sect competitions or even cultivating disciples. Over the years, while the major peaks have been arguing over quotas, her place has remained peaceful.

But I never thought that the other party would have the idea of ​​recruiting inner disciples this time?

"I haven't taken the initiative to recruit people for a long time, but that doesn't mean I don't have the idea of ​​recruiting inner disciples now."

Yan Ruyu sat upright, with a gentle smile on her face, and said, "Junior Sister Lan and I have a close relationship, and I trust her vision."

All current signs indicate that Mu Zhian still has some big secrets, and these secrets even forced the three leaders who were present yesterday to pay attention.

This news alone is enough to attract people's attention.

"If I can become an inner disciple of Cangshuge Pavilion, I will definitely work hard for my senior." Mu Zhian immediately clasped his fists to show his loyalty.

Yan Ruyu smiled sweetly: "Don't rush to answer, you can think about it carefully."

She paused for a moment, then continued with the tone of concern from an elder to a younger generation:

"After you become a disciple of the sect, you can go to the Library Pavilion to obtain a technique. You haven't been there yet?"

Seeing Mu Zhian nod slightly, Yan Ruyu continued: "You can go to the third floor of the Library Pavilion and try it. If you find a technique that suits you, just reach out and pick it up. Consider it a meeting gift from me."

Mu Zhian looked happy and said respectfully: "Thank you, senior!"

The master of the Library Pavilion may not be a great white shark like the sect master, but at least he is also a big fish...

If Yan Ruyu's appearance and dress were placed in modern times, the most suitable person would probably be a female teacher holding a ruler, with a curvy figure and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Her temperament and appearance are both top-notch. The only drawback is that her age may be several times that of Mu Zhian... But this is not a problem. After all, in the world of immortality, age is not a problem at all.

Yan Ruyu smiled slightly and said, "Go."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved.

Mu Zhian felt that everything in his field of vision suddenly seemed to be moving. One moment, he was still in the top floor hall of the library, but the next moment, he appeared in a place that looked quite empty.

Occasionally, sect disciples could be seen in twos and threes, and occasionally jade slips, scrolls, and even parchment-like techniques appeared out of thin air, and then quickly passed by Mu Zhian's eyes and disappeared from sight.

The sect disciples around them raised their hands to grab those skills from time to time, but most of them could only catch the shadow of an illusory skill.

There are a large number of skills hidden in the three floors of the library, including many first-grade skills, which are the best skills that can accompany you throughout your life in the future.

And all the disciples who enter the sect this time will have an opportunity to enter the library.

But whether you can get the best skills depends on your "luck".

If you have enough luck, you can attract the best skills.

This is also the reason why many monks want to obtain the inheritance of spiritual dragon's luck. After obtaining the inheritance of luck, it will be of great benefit to them in all kinds of cultivation on the path of immortality in the future.

Of course, if you don't want the best skills, you can go to the skill area on the second floor and choose your own skills.

It's just that the skills stored on the second floor are only up to the sixth level. The skills of the fifth level and even below can only be obtained by luck on the third floor.

At this time, a jade slip happened to pass by in front of his eyes. Mu Zhian stretched out his hand to grab it, but he easily caught it in his hand.

Taking a closer look, there are four big characters written on it: ____

"Third-grade Kung Fu?!" Mu Zhi'an was a little surprised. He grabbed another Kung Fu that passed by his eyes, but this time, like other disciples, he could only catch a shadow.

His eyes flashed slightly, remembering Yan Ruyu's words just now, and he seemed to have thought of something.

Throwing away the third-level skill in his hand, the skill disappeared into the air.

Mu Zhian reached out to grab it again.

This time I caught a skill very easily.

Obviously, Yan Ruyu exerted some kind of permission on him, allowing him to get any skill he wanted on the third floor.

"This woman is so generous..." Mu Zhian clicked his tongue and secretly admired her.

If this is put in reality, it is equivalent to the game official giving Mu Zhian a permission. This permission allows him to continue drawing alone until he draws the designated item he wants.

But this favor is a bit big... Mu Zhian couldn't help but sigh again.

Maybe for Yan Ruyu, this is just a piece of cake, but for Mu Zhian and even most of the disciples, this is a great favor.

After all, getting a favorite technique will be of great help to one's future path of cultivation.

It's a pity that Yan Ruyu is like this, and there is probably no place for him to help for the time being.

Well... if there is to be the only help, it is probably to pledge one's body.

It's not that I'm lustful, but I feel that Pavilion Master Yan seems to be stuck in a certain level of the Return to Void Realm for a long time, and I want to help her...

Mu Zhian recalled Yan Ruyu's graceful figure full of charm in his mind, and couldn't help but have a little more expectation in his heart.

Next, Mu Zhian stayed on the third floor of this library for nearly half an hour, constantly looking for his favorite technique.

He also saw two or three third-grade techniques on the third floor of the library, but he had never seen second-grade or even first-grade techniques.

The first and second grades are also called heavenly grades. Obviously, they are not cheap, so the probability of seeing heavenly grades is very small.

It seems that it is good to get a third-grade skill this time... Mu Zhian sighed in his heart.

But it is still early now, so he can try his luck again.

Maybe the next skill he gets will be a second-grade or even a first-grade skill?

It is just like a lottery. I always think that I can win it next time, but in fact, I can't win it no matter how I draw.

Fortunately, Mu Zhian's "lottery" does not cost anything, so it doesn't matter.

Soon, Mu Zhian made a new discovery again... The skills he just threw away fell into the hands of other disciples not long after.

In order to confirm this, Mu Zhian tried several times and finally confirmed this conclusion.

"That is to say... the technique I threw away will not disappear immediately, but will continue to wander in this space for a while...?"

Mu Zhian looked at the several sect disciples present, all of whom had the techniques he had just thrown away in their hands.

After selecting seven or eight techniques again, he was thinking about whether he should choose a more suitable third-grade technique and leave. At this time, Mu Zhian suddenly felt a cold gaze staring at him.

He turned his head slightly and saw Ye Yu.

What a coincidence...Mu Zhian waved at Ye Yu with a smile.

But such an action was full of mockery in Ye Yu's eyes, so that he stared at Mu Zhian with a little more hatred.

But soon, Ye Yu suppressed his anger.

The purpose of coming to the library this time was to obtain techniques. It was not wise to conflict with him here...What to do now is to strengthen your own strength!

Thinking of this, Ye Yu no longer paid attention to Mu Zhian.

He held his breath and used his spiritual sense to search for nearby skills.

At this moment, Ye Yu suddenly seemed to sense something, opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand to grab a scroll of skills in the air.

His eyes lit up slightly, and he stared at the skills in his hand with great surprise.

Second-grade skills, Lone Star Sword!

It has only been a short time since he arrived at the library, and he has already obtained a second-grade skill. This is a person with great luck!

There was a hint of surprise and hesitation in Ye Yu's eyes.

The surprise was because of the second-grade skills in front of him, and the hesitation was that he had just arrived at the library not long ago and wanted to see if there were any other suitable skills.

Just at this moment, another skill quietly passed by.

Ye Yu raised his hand again and grabbed it, but this time, the skills disappeared from his fingers like a phantom.

"What's going on...?" Ye Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he just noticed the commotion not far away from him, and turned his head slightly to look.

Mu Zhian also had a set of skills in his hand, but he threw it away casually after just a glance, and then casually looked at the second-grade skills in Ye Yu's hand for a few times, with disdain in his eyes.

Mu Zhian retracted his gaze, and then raised his hand again, grabbing the next set of skills in his hand.

Ye Yu was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said to himself: "It seems that everyone can only have one set of skills in their hands. Only after throwing away the skills in their hands can they get the next one..."

He made a prompt decision and threw away the second-grade skills in his hand.

Just at this time, another set of skills passed by in front of him, and Ye Yu quickly grabbed it.

However, the moment he touched it, the skills were like a mirror flower and water moon. Although you can see it, you can't touch it, as if it doesn't exist in reality.

What's going on...?

Ye Yu's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Mu Zhian, but saw that he raised his hand again and easily grabbed a set of skills.

Fourth-grade skills.

It seems that the higher the grade of the skills, the harder it is to get...

He can only practice with this kind of skills... Ye Yu sneered secretly, no longer paying attention to Mu Zhian, but focusing on the skills that appeared in front of him from time to time.

Next, Ye Yu relied on his great luck to grab two or three skills in succession, but they were all fourth-grade to fifth-grade skills, and even third-grade skills were rare.

"The second-grade skills I just threw away, is it already an extremely rare skills..."

Ye Yu's face became more and more ugly, and he finally realized the value of the skills he just threw away.

It is obvious that these skills were attracted by his "luck". The higher the luck, the more likely it is to attract high-grade skills.

And the Lone Star Sword just now is probably the best skill that his great luck can attract.

But he threw it away...

When Ye Yu thought of this, he looked at Mu Zhian with more hatred.

If it weren't for Mu Zhian's action just now, how could he throw away that skill for the time being?

But fortunately, Mu Zhian's luck also couldn't attract high-grade skills...

When Ye Yu just thought of this, he suddenly saw Mu Zhian raised his hand and grabbed it, and he just grabbed another skill.

Second-grade skill, Lone Star Sword!

Mu Zhian glanced at the skill in his hand, and his eyes were more satisfied.

Well... Second-grade skill, it's enough.

People still have to know how to be content.

Ye Yu's expression froze slightly, staring at Mu Zhian, and a thought popped up in his mind: He just cheated me? !

Obviously, in this library, the second-grade skills are probably very precious.

Ye Yu boasted that his great luck could attract more excellent skills, but now it seems that even people with great luck can hardly find second-grade skills, let alone first-grade skills!

However, he just threw away the "Lone Star Sword"... and it fell into Mu Zhian's hands? !

And why can Mu Zhian catch the skills so accurately every time, and never miss any?

Ye Yu stared at the jade slip in Mu Zhian's hand. At this moment, there was only confusion and anger in his heart.

In this area, who dares to guarantee that he can accurately catch the skills every time?

There is no one!

But only Mu Zhian can accurately catch the skills that pass by every time.

This despicable villain obviously cheated secretly.

Seeing that Mu Zhian was about to leave with the Lone Star Sword, Ye Yu's eyes were filled with anger. He stared at Mu Zhian's back and was about to speak to stop him.

At this time, there was a slight commotion in the distance.

Many disciples present looked over and saw two women walking towards the entrance of the third floor.

The leading woman was wearing a loose black robe, with a full and upright chest. A ribbon outlined her slender waist. Under the black robe, a pair of round and elastic long legs appeared vaguely, just outlining a curve that was extremely charming.

She had a gentle smile on her face and looked around at the disciples around her.

It was the owner of the library, Yan Ruyu.

The other woman next to her was wearing a light golden long skirt. Such a dress might make ordinary women feel vulgar, but this woman easily controlled such a graceful dress, with two strands of fine hair falling on her delicate oval face.

As she walked over, the golden hairpins on her hair swayed gently, sparkling and shining, showing the owner's noble status.

She had a faint smile on her face, which made people feel friendly at first sight.

The eldest princess of the Dagan Dynasty, Yongning!

Ye Yu's eyes were involuntarily attracted by this eldest princess. After staring at her for a moment, he suddenly woke up as if in a trance, and a bold guess came to his mind.

He had heard these days that the owner of the library rarely left this place. Could it be that the owner saw through the cheating tricks that Mu Zhian secretly played here?

Or maybe they were looking for Mu Zhian for something else...? After all, the third prince had just made a big fuss in Tianhe Garden yesterday. After all, the third prince was also a member of the royal family. Maybe this eldest princess came to Mu Zhian because of this matter?

Looking at the two women walking towards Mu Zhian, Ye Yu couldn't help but feel a little more expectant in his heart.

If Mu Zhian really cheated, then I might still have a chance to regain the Lone Star Sword's skills...