Fairy, help me practice

　I have such a bad temper!

　She stamped her feet in anger at herself.

Chapter 146 Beautiful Woman in the Library

　There was no movement outside the building for a long time.

　There was a knock on the door, and Qingming's lost voice was heard.

　"Master, Junior Brother Chen has left."

　Mingzhan felt as if a stone was blocking his heart. He went to the balcony and sat there slumped.

　She stared blankly at the clouds outside the building, feeling that her life was just like these illusory clouds, full of futility and disillusionment.

　It's clearly a good opportunity, and Chen Yao is a pretty good person...

　She sighed.

　Chen Yaofei went down the mountain.

　He was not untouched by what Qing Ming said, but he was only touched.

　If you really want to get along well with each other, why hide and be sneaky?

　He found that he should start to miss the cheerful Yun Li and the naive Hui Bai after just a dozen days of absence.

　But will there be any trouble if I return to the sect at this time?

　After all, so many days have passed, and there has not been any communication from the sect.

　Chen Yao landed in the mountains and walked along the stream, feeling a little confused about where he should go.

　Or... go steal the immortal scriptures first?

　He turned his head and looked in the direction of Ming Yangzong's Mingjing Pavilion.

　These days, he asked Ming Zhan indirectly and already knew that the immortal scripture was in the Mingjing Pavilion.

　Mingzhan compared the immortal scripture to himself. The times were not on his side, and although he was a fine piece of material and a beautiful jade, he could only be covered in dust in a corner.

　This means that the immortal scriptures are not taken seriously.

　Thinking of this, Chen Yao immediately took out his magic sword and flew towards Mingjing Pavilion.

　Mingjing Pavilion is on Gushan Mountain, which is the brightest mountain in the entire Mingyang Sect. There is no cloud or fog on the mountain, and the sun is shining brightly.

　Chen Yao landed on the wide white jade square and looked down at the ground where his shadow was reflected.

　"Show your cards, please."

　Two disciples from the Sutra Pavilion slowly walked over.

　Chen Yao took out the cards he used to help Ming Zhan from his arms and handed them to them.

　A bright light flashed in the eyes of the two men, and complex runes appeared on the cards in their hands.

　After a while, they handed the cards to Chen Yao.

　"You can only go up to the third floor."

　After saying that, they turned and left.

　Chen Yao came to the ninth floor, looked up, and thought of a way to hide it from them and go straight to the ninth floor.

　At this time, a gentle breeze was blowing, making the iron horses hanging on the eaves of the upper floors jingle.

　With a creaky sound, the window on the third floor was pushed open by a bare hand.

　A mature yet beautiful face was revealed, with a hint of sadness on her face as she looked at the distant mountains.

　Perhaps sensing Chen Yao's gaze, the woman looked towards him.

　"You've arrived just in time. Come up."

　Her voice was feminine, yet contained an unquestionable certainty.

　Obviously he is accustomed to being in a superior position.

　Chen Yao thought about it and thought, maybe he could use this person to move up?

　So I went up to the third floor.

　The woman rolled up her thin sleeves, revealing her fair arms, and was carrying piles of scriptures.

　Fragrant and sweaty.

　Chen Yao was stunned for a moment.

　She glanced at Chen Yao and said, "They say that those who practice Taoism need to be quiet and peaceful, but I think otherwise. There is true joy and truth in movement. Sweating and excretion are all natural."

　"Come, help me carry these books to the eighth floor. These are books that are about to rot, so you can't use spiritual power on them."

　Seeing the opportunity to go to the eighth floor, Chen Yao naturally would not refuse.

　But he thought that he was leaving anyway, so he didn't talk much to the woman.

　On the way upstairs, the woman looked at him a few more times.

　"I didn't expect you to be able to practice both physical and magical skills."

　"The fairy has a unique vision."

　"Is it bitter?"

　"is acceptable."

　"Then your willpower is truly unmatched..."

　The woman was also holding a thick stack of books. After saying this, she frowned and thought.

　Even though the two were monks, they did not use spiritual power and were still out of breath after carrying heavy books up five floors.

　"The people in the Sutra Library are too lazy to leave the books on the drying stones. The books are getting moldy and no one is taking care of them."

　The woman opened the books one by one and hung them on the exposed stones outside the eighth-floor balcony.

　There were already many books on the exposed stone, and it seemed that she had been busy working on them alone for a long time.

　Chen Yao helped her hang up the books and then prepared to find a place to hide.

　"In that case, I will take my leave now."

　The woman nodded and busied herself with the books without even glancing at him.

　Chen Yao planned to hide on the seventh floor. As long as he waited for the woman to leave, he could go to the ninth floor to find the immortal path.

　But when he stepped down two wooden steps, the woman's voice suddenly rang out.

　"Your heartbeat has changed. Are you trying to steal some book?"

　Chen Yao was startled and turned around, only to find that the woman had come behind him without him noticing.

　"I just think the fairy is so beautiful, so I was wondering if I should ask your name..."

　The woman blinked her beautiful eyes and observed his face carefully: "I didn't expect you to be such a lecher."

　Chen Yao frowned.

　"But your heartbeat was erratic when you spoke, so this is half truth and half lie."

　The woman placed her fair and tender forearm against her forehead to wipe away the sweat.

　"Do you really think I'm beautiful?"

　Chen Yao nodded.

　The woman frowned and said, "But even if we consider the seniority of a cultivator, I could be your grandmother."

　Chen Yao didn't understand what she meant.

　The woman suddenly smiled, and the dim corridor seemed to be filled with sunlight.

　But her smile seemed very precious and soon disappeared.

　"You want to go to the ninth floor, right? Given your current level of cultivation and the fact that I'm a stranger to you, it's clear that you're not qualified to go there."

　She took Chen Yao's hand and said, "Come, I'll take you up there. You must remember that the Mingyang Sect is upright and honest, and nothing can be hidden from others. Since you have a heart for the Tao, it is our responsibility to educate you."

　Chen Yao was dizzy and was led by the woman up the stairs leading to the ninth floor.

　But now he was at a loss. How could he steal the immortal scriptures with this extremely perceptive woman by his side?

　Just as he stepped onto the third step, the stairs shook.

　The woman stopped and looked at him in surprise.

　"Fairy?"

　The woman let go of his hand and pointed her finger at his forehead.

　The magic seal between Chen Yao's eyebrows shrank rapidly, as if he was trying desperately to hide from the bright light.

　His heart went cold, and just when he thought he was going to be killed by the woman, she withdrew her slender finger.

　"I didn't expect you to have the mark of the Demon Sect on you. It's really rare."

　The woman looked at Chen Yao again and said, "You are the young man sent by Kuanglu Sect, right?"

　Chen Yao looked at her in surprise. How come she knew all his details in such a short time?

　Isn't this woman even more powerful than Ling Ning?

　However, the woman showed no hostility and continued to hold his hand and walk towards the ninth floor.

　"I heard that as soon as you arrived in our sect, you crippled a rising star from Guanyuan Peak, and you also had a conflict with Qinyang because of Mingzhan?"

　"Ah."

　Chen Yao felt that he might have stumbled upon some extraordinary person by accident.

　The woman shook her head. "That's unwise. Besides, with Mingzhan's personality, it won't be long before she makes you regret helping her."

　She turned around and looked at Chen Yao: "This is not to say that she is not good, it's just that the little girl is too stubborn sometimes."

　Little girl?

　Chen Yao still asked

　The question that concerned him most was: "Fairy, I have a devil mark on my brow, how dare you take me to the ninth floor?"

　The woman suddenly smiled brightly: "If I don't go to the ninth floor, how can I deal with your magic seal?"

　She pushed Chen Yao to the ninth floor.

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　Author's words: ps: Thanks to "Aspartame" for the monthly ticket! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone

Chapter 147: The Nine Falls of the Sect Master

　As soon as Chen Yao was pushed to the ninth floor, he felt a flash before his eyes, and all the scripture bookshelves disappeared like smoke.

　The sunlight that was pouring in from the skylight was also invaded by the darkness and retreated out of the window.

　Chen Yao wanted to step back, but a jade hand pressed against his back and pushed him in.

　Somehow, he ended up sitting cross-legged in the darkness.

　There was a slight "bang" sound above his head, and several runes cast down beams of light, illuminating the area around him.

　This is obviously no longer Mingjing Pavilion.

　Chen Yao calmed down and found that there were several other people sitting around him.

　These people all had haggard faces, sad expressions, and bloodshot irises.

　That is the symbol of a master of the Demonic Sect.

　"Please help this child get rid of this."

　A woman's voice sounded from not far behind.

　Chen Yao wanted to turn back, but found that he couldn't move. He wanted to speak, but found that his mouth seemed to be sealed.

　Several people from the Demon Sect looked at Chen Yao, their scarlet eyes revealing fear.

　"Why?"