Shading the sky: Dressed as Qin Yao, the boss of the heavenly court spoils me to the bone

Chapter 26
It took a while for Qin Yao to feel relieved. She crossed her arms and tried to squeeze out the weak power from her body to protect her body, but it still didn't relieve the pain on her body, and she could even hear the sound of sizzling electricity clearly in her ears.

The coercion she felt outside the building was especially evident in the building at this moment. She stood up slowly enduring the discomfort all over her body.

I saw that the entire library building was an octagonal pavilion, and the octagonal bookshelves were built along the building. Standing on the bottom floor of the library building, one could only see the ceiling of the upper floor, which was probably the corridor for people to walk on the second floor.

The corridor is about three feet wide, and in the middle is an open space that leads directly to the roof. A large area of ​​skylight shines down from the roof, and the countless night pearls on the bookshelves illuminate the entire bookshelf on the ground floor.

All kinds of scriptures, classics, wooden boxes, and bottles and cans on the bookshelves are filled to the brim, and there is a faint blue formation floating in it. Being in it, the whole scene is quite shocking.

"I can't tell, you, a little girl in the first stage, can still stand up? It's a bit better than the previous ones!"

There was a creaking sound, and an old man with white beard and white hair appeared behind him at some point. He was lying on a bamboo and rattan rocking chair, rocking it leisurely.

"Well, I don't know how long I can stay. There is no one to talk to this old man every day. Every time someone comes, I can't survive two days, at most three days, and I am left alone!"

The old man sighed and drew a circle with his fingers. A broom flew from nowhere and threw it not far in front of her.

"Since it's all right, let's start. Clean up the first floor first! It doesn't matter if it's a day or two, anyway, it won't last three days!"

"I heard that your name is Qin Yao?"

"Yes!" Qin Yao stared vigilantly at the old man in front of him. He had been chattering there since he entered the door.

But looking at the other party, there seems to be no hostility, but why are those people afraid of this place?
"Why are you nervous, I won't eat you, how can there be a god who eats a god?"

Old Master Qingxu yawned and continued: "I heard that you just came up from Donghuang, why did you offend that girl Folian?"

Qin Yao walked towards the broom, but felt that every step was very strenuous, as if something in the air prevented her from moving forward, and every step forward, the needle pricking feeling on her body became heavier.

"I don't know! I don't even know Princess Folian!"

Qin Yao reluctantly said that at this moment she finally understood why those people looked at her with sympathetic eyes.

In this place, where are people staying?

At such a stop, she could feel that there were countless blades cutting across her body.

If it wasn't for the absence of wounds, she would have thought that she had been hacked into pieces based on the pain she felt.

More than anyone else, she wanted to know where she had offended that princess.

"This old man kindly reminds you, don't offend her easily, offending her will be fruitless!" Old Master Qingxu chuckled.

Qin Yao was taken aback for a moment, listening to his tone, it wasn't as weird as what he heard at the door, and his temper didn't seem to be that bad.

But I still cursed secretly, you bad old man, you have a good broom, why do you have to throw it so far, just to get a broom, what is the difference between her and going up the mountain of swords and going down into the sea of ​​fire.

Probably because I stayed alone for a long time, there was no one to talk to, and when I finally met one, Qingxu Laojun began to ramble.

"This princess is Tianjun's younger sister. She was found by Tianjun after hundreds of catastrophes in the mortal world. Presumably, she felt that she owed her, so she was responsive to her every request and pampered her. She said in the heavenly court. One, no one would say two!"

"Isn't it just a hundred lives, I have lived a thousand lives!" Qin Yao snorted coldly, although there is still one life left, but there is no difference in rounding up.

"Uncomfortable?" Old Master Qingxu squinted at her and continued: "It's okay to be uncomfortable. People who come here don't feel comfortable?"

"Why?" Qin Yao finally walked to the broom and picked it up. Why does this old man look even better?

"All the classics and books collected here are the ancient books of the ancient ancestors, and many of them were even written by themselves. These classic books and books not only contain their own divine power!"

"Combined with the blessings of the ancestors' own cultivation base, the whole scripture building is no different from the heavens and the world. The residual consciousness of the ancestors of the ages, although they are residual consciousness, but what kind of people are the ancestors of the ages, even if they are one A single strand of hair can kill an immortal invisibly!"

"How can a little fairy with a mediocre cultivation stand up to the ravages of the power of the ancient ancestors? The little fairy who was sent here in the past will either be swallowed up or wiped out!"

What Old Master Qingxu said was irrelevant, as if the deaths of those little immortals were like ants, unimportant.

When Qin Yao heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and she was taken aback suddenly. She didn't expect that such a place would be no different from Zhuxian Terrace. The hand holding the broom unconsciously tightened a little bit, what a vicious woman.

She said coldly: "So that Princess Fo Lian wants to kill me? But I have no grievances with her!"

No wonder that little fairy would rather be thrown into the mortal world than come here. It turns out that the clown is her.

Old Master Qingxu just smiled and said nothing.

"Then why are you okay? Are you just watching them die like this? Why don't you save them?"

Laojun directly skipped the first question: "Why should I save? There are tens of thousands of people who are dying in the world. If I save them all, how can I be in a hurry? Fate is fixed in a day, can't be saved, can't be saved!"

Although I know that what he said is very reasonable, but now my life is at stake. Do I want to wait here to die?No, she can't sit still, she must find a way to survive.

"Then why are you okay?" she repeated again.

Laojun raised his eyes and squinted his eyes to look at her, and suddenly smiled and said: "If you want to go here or go out, you must either have someone above you, or improve your cultivation level, knowing that you can easily deal with these residual powers!"

"Let's clean this place first!"

Qin Yao glanced at the bottom floor of the Tibetan scripture building. Considering the area, it was shocking enough. She bit the corner of her lips and said, "It's so big? It won't take me a few days to finish it?"

Unexpectedly, Old Master Qingxu sneered: "How many days?"

Holding a book in his hand, he said slowly: "The last emissary, I remember he scanned this area for a day or two!"

As the old man said, he drew a circle with his hand, and the ground was immediately circled by two square meters with a flash of light.

Qin Yao watched and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Could it be that he licked it with his mouth? After two days of sweeping, he just swept so little? Then what happened afterwards?"

"Dead! Why do you think there is so much dust on the ground?"

Qin Yao's eyebrows twitched, the ashes on the ground couldn't be the ashes of those immortal envoys in the past, right?

(End of this chapter)