The Supreme One

Unconsciously, Sheng Wuya's consciousness seemed to be attached to the brush, and he was writing freely on the paper on the ground.

The image of a woman full of elegance and ethereal beauty appeared in his mind.

However, there was no human figure drawn in the painting. Only the waving of the brush to outline the mountains, rivers and sea of ​​clouds made him feel that there should be a free and easy woman standing proudly here.

Sure enough, the senior then simply put down the brush, dipped the ink with his hand, and flicked it lightly, and a streak of ink fell among the mountains and sea of ​​clouds.

As soon as the painting was completed, Sheng Wuya suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at the painting again, it is clearly a landscape painting, but one cannot help but focus on the ink mark.

At first glance, she looks like a woman riding the wind, free and unrestrained.

"Little friend, take a look at my painting."

"Ahh? Great, great!"

The senior's sudden question brought Sheng Wuya, who had been immersed in the painting again, back to his senses.

After listening to the question again and going over it in my mind countless times, I could only respond with "Great."

At this moment, he really wanted to scold these vernacular writers. Why were their writing skills so poor?

After reading the novels for so many years, all he can say is "excellent"!

But this is actually the state of most people and most lives in this world.

So the senior just laughed, then waved his hand, and the painting suspended in the air flew up and landed on the wall beside him and was hung.

"It's really wonderful, but it's a pity that this beauty is too ruthless. She left on the wind without even finishing her words."

Listening to the senior's somewhat frivolous words, Sheng Wuya, who fully understood the meaning, could only keep a smile on his face.

"Haha, that can only be because this female senior doesn't quite understand your demeanor."

Hearing this, the senior nodded in satisfaction, turned around and looked at Sheng Wuya, and said, "Not bad, not bad, you are so good at speaking at such a young age.

But I still have to teach you, senior. No matter how old these female seniors are, it is absolutely okay to call them sister."

When Sheng Wuya heard this, the image of Xia Xian immediately appeared in his mind.

It was this kind of shamelessness that he could never learn!

Even though they knew that these female seniors were many times older than them, they still called me "sister" with a naive look on their faces.

He really couldn't scream.

But he still replied with approval: "Yes, that's what the senior taught you."

"Ok?"

Sheng Wuya understood it instantly, without even having to think it over in his mind, and responded immediately with his mouth: "Big brother taught me well!"

"Well, little brother, that's right. I'm less than a hundred years old, so calling me senior makes me look old. It's fine to call me brother!"

Sheng Wuya could only smile dryly and nodded.

But if this person did not lie about his age, or made up an age of 18 years and a few months, then he can indeed be called brother if the age difference is within a hundred years.

As their strength increases in the future, the age range of this generation will become larger.

Maybe in the future those who are weaker and older than him will have to call him brother.

At the same time, from the few words he exchanged with this elder brother, he could be seen to be an extrovert, so Sheng Wuya simply took the opportunity to climb up the ladder.

"By the way, big brother, I'm new here and don't know much about this library. May I ask if you are familiar with this place?"

After hearing Sheng Wuya's question, the elder brother straightened his posture, put away his playful expression, glanced up and down, and immediately smiled:

"You are from the Holy Family. Since you have brought a sign with you, tell me what book you are looking for and I will find it for you."

"Hey, brother, are you a staff member of the library?" Seeing that he agreed to help him so directly, Sheng Wuya couldn't help but make this guess.

The elder brother on the opposite side paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded, saying, "I guess so."

Sheng Wuya didn't worry about what it meant to let it go. Now that he had found someone who could help him, he could finally get rid of his mission as a tool.

He immediately asked excitedly: "Okay, okay, big brother, do you know which platforms contain books related to the strengthening period?"

"The Strengthening Stage, that's a lot, but you should read these at your age, but you don't need to go outside to read these basic books, right?"

Sheng Wuya smiled and ignored the questions that followed. He directly responded to the first difficulty, "Fortunately, it's okay. It's just the methods of cultivation for the Strengthening Body Stage that were collected after the death of those in the Strengthening Body Stage, as well as those scattered notes for the Strengthening Body Stage."

Upon hearing this, the elder brother knew that he had met his match, and immediately shook his head and smiled, saying: "It seems that you know something about the library. Your words directly include everything related to the strengthening period.

How about this, I probably know some platforms near the gate, you can go and have a look, and if it's not enough, you can come back to me."

"Okay, okay, thank you very much, big brother." Sheng Wuya took the long piece of drawing paper that his big brother had just waved to him.

Originally, the piece of drawing paper was blank, but when he waved it over, he also attached a box of paint to it.

When it reached Sheng Wuya's hands, it became an extremely specific three-dimensional location map.

By knowing the position of the regular gate, one can determine which platform in the painting corresponds to.

"The red ones on top are related to the strengthening period."

Sheng Wuya nodded, unfolded the painting and took a look at the contents.

There were quite a few platforms marked out, five or six times more than those he had found before.

It seems these books are enough for Xia Xian to read.

He remembered that many of the books on the platforms in the middle were actually much larger than the small platforms he had found before.

In the past, Xia Xian could finish all the books in one semester. At this rate, it would take him at least three or four years to finish them.

With this very good harvest, Sheng Wuya's mood suddenly became very good.

After chatting with this elder brother for a few more words, Sheng Wuya said goodbye directly: "Well, elder brother, it's getting late, I'll leave first."

"Okay, come and play next time when you have time, I will teach you some good knowledge."

After the two said goodbye, Sheng Wuya hurried down the steps of the platform.

It was such a high place that even though he ran quickly all the way down, it still took Sheng Wuya a long time to get back to the gate level.

Going further down, it was just a matter of taking a few more steps, and he arrived at the platform where Xia Xian was now.

Looking at Xia Xian who was still reading seriously and had no idea of ​​his arrival, he didn't even wait for Xia Xian to finish reading and directly slapped him on the shoulder.

"Xianzi! I found something good!"

"Ahh, what's going on?"

Coming back to his senses from the book in his hand, Xia Xian raised his head in confusion, looked at Sheng Wuya, and immediately saw the scroll in his hand.

"Hey, look at me. I lost my dignity and got it for you!"

Xia Xian took the paper scroll handed to him by Sheng Wuya, unfolded it and immediately matched it with the library.

"Is this a diagram of the library's internal structure? But it's totally incomplete!"

Sheng Wuya nodded, squatted aside, pointed to a red-marked platform and said to Xia Xian, "Take a look. Is there any impact?"

"Yeah, these are the platforms I've seen. Is this the platform related to the strengthening period?"

By mapping this three-dimensional painting to the library, Xia Xian naturally immediately discovered that the red platforms below were the platforms he had seen.

If nothing unexpected happens, the other red platforms will naturally be the platforms related to the strengthening period.

When he realized what was happening, he was immediately very happy.

"Wow Crow, that's amazing, how did you get this blueprint?"

"Hey, you don't understand, right? Yesterday I was still so embarrassed to say that I was wandering around, but today I was wandering around like this, so I ran into someone who was meant to be with me, didn't I?"

As he spoke, Sheng Wuya raised his head and pointed in a direction above his head.

Xia Xian also looked up, but at such a high altitude, there were too many platforms in between, and it was obvious that he could no longer see the people above.

But they didn't know that when they were discussing the person above, this big brother also lowered his head, and his eyes seemed to pass through the platforms and directly locked on the two of them.

"It seems that this boy from the Holy Family is looking for books for that child. As expected, their Holy Family doesn't have this need either."

Families like the Holy Family, or even families that are several orders of magnitude weaker than the Holy Family, will gradually develop their own family-wide physical fitness techniques as generations pass by.

Their body-building techniques have been modified by generations of elders and ancestors, and have basically adapted to their potentially powerful bodies.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, they do not need to go to a library to obtain these basic methods of cultivation.

Of course, even he didn't look down on these families.

It seems that his ideas are somewhat consistent with those of his master.

Without studying hard by reading books, this superficial modification of the practice method will not produce much progress even if you develop something.

As for his master, he is naturally the owner of this library.

Now he saw the little boy from the Holy Family directly handing the scroll he had given to Xia Xian.

Obviously, it is Xia Xian who really wants to study.

When he turned his attention to Xia Xian, he quickly thought of Xia Xian's identity.

"Is it this little fellow who made the master angry after coming in?"

Xia Xian was given some troublesome reading restrictions by the curator, and it was obvious that he happened to touch upon the curator's taboo at the time.

But as far as he is concerned, he actually has no preference.

And even though such a long time has passed, in a library which is almost unpopular, an incident that happens is enough to be remembered for a long time.

This also made him think of this unfortunate kid the first time he saw Xia Xian.

Now seeing him getting the blueprint and revealing a very genuine smile, it is obvious that he is someone who really wants to read the book.

Thinking of this, the master's disciple could only sigh: "Poor thing, bad luck."

Even though he thought that his master might have misunderstood the child, he had no intention of helping to explain.

Today's paintings are all finished. It's time to find some fun.

After taking another look at the two little guys who were still chatting below, the master's disciple pushed open the window, jumped out, and headed towards the street that never sleeps.

Xia Xian below was still curious and asked Sheng Wuya what was going on.

"Well, this is easy. I walked a little further up and finally saw a living person. Then I asked him a little. He happened to be a staff member here, so he drew this picture for me."

"Staff? There are staff in this place? I thought there were no other staff except the six guards on duty and the owner."

Xia Xian has been in this library for half a year. Apart from the six security guards on duty, he has never seen any other figures there.

Of course, he also knew that this might be because he was not in a high position and happened not to encounter the working area of ​​the staff.

Anyone who can enter a place like a library without involving any interests must be very powerful.

So Xia Xian just thought about it and suppressed his curiosity.

In any case, there should be no problem with this drawing.

In the future, you can follow this drawing and go to the next platform directly after viewing one platform, without having to wait. . .

Thinking of this, Xia Xian suddenly reacted, turned his head to look at Sheng Wuya who was also happy for him, and suddenly said:

"Crow, why do I feel like this thing doesn't affect my reading at all? You are the best!"

As he spoke, he patted Sheng Wuya's shoulder solemnly.

When Sheng Wuya heard this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared. Looking at Xia Xian who had a devilish expression on his face, he was speechless.

"You already know the exact location, and you still want me to help you find it? Xianzi, please behave yourself!"

Xia Xian smiled and said casually: "Hey, I'm doing this for your own good! If you don't read, you will lose some exercise effect."

"No, no, I don't think I hate reading those boring books anymore, and I can read them. That's enough."

Sheng Wuya showed his laziness without hesitation and lay down directly on the pile of books next to him. He felt that he had exercised enough last semester.

He is still young and has a lot of time. He can just train slowly in the future.

After convincing himself, Sheng Wuya felt relaxed and lay down leisurely to continue reading the storybook.

Seeing this, Xia Xian was at a loss as to what to do. He could only helplessly pick up the book he had not finished reading and continue studying.

While studying so hard, both of them felt that time passed by in a flash.

As the bell rang, it was time to go home.

The two didn't talk much and simply waved goodbye at the door of the library.

On the second day, not much time later, Sheng Wuya and Xia Xian came to the library again.

Continuing with the book he had not finished reading before, Xia Xian read the book seriously, while Sheng Wuya beside him was lying there quietly, flipping through a new storybook.

At this time, Xia Xianjin had already read a lot of books, but he didn't know that a person who came back to catch up on his sleep keenly discovered their motives.

"Ah~ Is it night again?"

Life was a little upside down. The master's apprentice lay on his side on the soft bed, supporting his head with one hand, his eyes looking directly in the direction of Xia Xian below.

"This little guy is here again. It seems that he really likes reading."