The vicious female supporting role in the book cultivation world is crazy and involuntarily

The boat docked and there were already many empty boats nearby. It was probably because the people who had been there before them had left first.

Ji Li jumped ashore first. Thinking that there was a female cultivator on the boat, he was about to turn around and help her. Unexpectedly, the next second, Lu Zhaozhao had already jumped to his side.

Before he could retract his hand, Xun Hua grabbed it.

"Thanks, brother!"

Xun Hua said with a smile, and Ji Li had no choice but to nod with a red face.

The rest of the people came up one after another.

After the last person came up, the boat docked at the shore suddenly started moving.

They lined up in order and drove back in the direction they came from.

There was no one on the boat, but it maintained the same distance, as if an experienced boatman was controlling the speed and direction.

The six people on the shore looked at each other, shocked by this strange scene and didn't know what to say.

Ji Li took a step back and stepped on something, which made a crisp sound and scared him so much that he jumped up immediately.

Xun Hua, who was closest to him, squatted down curiously and picked up a broken wooden box covered with exquisite patterns.

"This little thing is really exquisite! Oh, there's something inside!"

He carelessly removed the broken pieces from above and took out the contents.

It was a piece of paper with the ink still wet on it. The writer had strong pen power and the ink soaked through the paper. It looked like it was written by someone with a solid foundation.

Among all the sects present, the one with the greatest achievements in writing documents is naturally Wenyuan Academy.

Sure enough, the first sentence Xun Hua read was related to this.

"Respectfully submitted by my nephew Yue Cong, and personally addressed to my uncle, Master Bai Yuan... Eh? Fellow Daoist Bai, this was left for you by your fellow disciple. Hey, it's written in such flowery language that I can't even understand it..."

Master Bai Yuan took the letter, read it carefully, and finished it in a short while.

"Yue Chong said they waited for us for a long time after arriving, but when they saw no sign of us, they had no choice but to leave. He also said in the letter that Sect Leader Yun mentioned that our destination was the Nine-Storied Tower in the Crystal Palace. The tower has nine floors, and each floor contains a different treasure. The higher you go, the rarer the treasures are, but also the more dangerous they are."

He folded the letter, his face looking a little serious.

Lu Zhaozhao noticed something was wrong and asked, "Didn't the letter mention anyone else from Wenyuan?"

She still remembered the piece of cloth embroidered with the Wenyuan pattern.

Master Bai Yuan shook his head, and that was why he looked worried.

"The handwriting on the letter seemed to be hastily written, and there was nothing extra to say."

After hearing what he said, Lu Zhaozhao didn't ask any more questions.

Ji Li was sensitive and noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so he didn't say anything. On the contrary, Xun Hua, upon hearing that everyone else had left, immediately became anxious: "We'd better get going quickly, otherwise they will have taken all the good stuff by the time we get there."

The content of the letter was obscure and it was obvious that something else had happened. Xun Ye and Xun Yin heard it and reached out to grab Xun Hua, but they only got a look of confusion from him.

Xun Ye was a little embarrassed. He blinked at him and said, "Brother, how about... how about we not go there?"

"Why not go! We finally got here, how can we not go!" Xun Hua was furious.

"The road ahead is so difficult to walk on, won't the road behind be even more..." Xun Yin said weakly.

"You're afraid of me, but I'm not. If that's the case, just wait here for me. I'll bring you some goodies!"

Xun Hua said loudly with his hands on his hips.

Lu Zhaozhao was eager to find an opportunity. In the original book, Yun Xian could only be found if he arrived at the last moment. Now he had already entered, and if she didn't go, she would probably have no chance.

The same was true for Master Bai Yuan who was standing beside her. He now only wanted to find Yue Cong and find out the situation.

So, the forward personnel quickly decided.

Xun Ye, Xun Yin and Ji Li stayed behind, while Lu Zhaozhao, Bai Yuanshi and Xun Hua took over the rest of the journey.

"Senior brother, you must, must be fine." Xun Yin's eyes were filled with tears, and he pulled Xun Hua's arm reluctantly.

Although Xun Hua was also touched, he was still a little embarrassed in front of others. He could only pat him on the back and said cheerfully: "Hehe, wait for Senior Brother to bring you something good!"

Seeing this, Ji Li glanced at Lu Zhaozhao, as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately did not open his mouth.

Lu Zhaozhao glanced at this warm moment and pulled the corner of his mouth. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene of quarreling with Ying Che before going down the mountain, and felt inexplicably sad.

"gone."

Master Bai Yuan's voice rang in his ears, and his figure walked from behind to the front, bringing a gust of wind that blew away Lu Zhaozhao's sorrow.

Yes, it's time to go.

Lu Zhaozhao also took a step forward.

Seeing that both of them had set off, Xun Hua hurriedly stretched out his arm from Xun Yin's arms, rubbed his head, turned around and chased after them.

After walking less than a thousand meters, a towering palace appeared before our eyes.

"Ninth level."

Lu Zhaozhao read out the words above softly. The door of the palace opened wide. Her pupils shrank slightly, as if she was watching the gods and ghosts inside.

"Nine layers open, the spirit is broken. This dragon has great ambitions."

Master Bai Yuan also saw the words on the palace and squinted his eyes at it. Perhaps because he was in a bad mood, his words were quite sarcastic.

"Ah? What did you say? What do you mean?" Xun Hua was confused. He didn't know why the two people around him looked unhappy, and Master Bai Yuan kept saying something he couldn't understand.

"When the Nine Heavenly Gates open, the divine chariot will arrive. Dragons are rumored to be the mounts of the lords of the immortal realm. If they were real dragons, that would be fine, but the master of these ruins is a Jiaolong. Ever since the original Crystal Palace, it has been touting itself as a true dragon. Senior Brother Bai values ​​the law, so it's normal for him to feel uncomfortable seeing such unruly behavior."

Lu Zhaozhao explained to Xun Hua that when Master Bai Yuan heard the last sentence, he glanced at her, but then turned his head away without saying anything.

Xun Hua listened to the explanation and nodded, half understanding. Lu Zhaozhao didn't intend to continue to investigate and just said, "Let's go in."

"Ah? Okay, okay!" Xun Hua came back to his senses and immediately responded.

Walking up the white jade steps and arriving in front of the main hall, Lu Zhaozhao took a deep breath and stepped over the threshold.

A breeze blew towards me, carrying the smell of rotting wood, as if telling the history of this relic that had been buried for thousands of years.

Lu Zhaozhao's gaze slid across the painted beams and pillars, the gold, silver, and white jade, across the window sills with dragon patterns, cloud brocade, flowers, and birds, across the mural screens, and finally landed on the spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

Obviously, that was the staircase leading to the second floor.

But Lu Zhaozhao stood there without moving. There was something weird going on everywhere.

Cedar and nanmu wood do not rot for thousands of years, and this place is isolated from the outside world, but the smell of decay in the air is too strong; there is no dust around, but it is too clean; there is wind in the room, but the books on the desk do not show any signs of being blown away.

Everything was too deliberate, like a carefully designed cage to trap those who came for the treasure.