Bai Hu could not have imagined that the reason why Gou Chen refused his invitation without hesitation last time was because Gou Chen could not leave his jurisdiction for too long at will.

It was even more impossible for him to think that Xuanwu, whom he had always considered to be a mysterious master, would refuse because Xuanwu was actually just a low-level disciple who couldn't even leave the sect.

And it was impossible for Xuanwu to imagine that the Immortal Lord he thought was superior was actually worse than him...

This is what makes life interesting.

On Su Yan's side, he naturally didn't know everyone's true identities and thoughts. Seeing that everyone had left, he didn't dare to act rashly. He still sat there and pretended to be cold, for fear that some bastard would suddenly come back.

After a while of silence, Su Yan stood up.

He looked around, not caring to explore the Daitian Palace in detail. He just lowered his head, imagining that I was going back to the room below, and that I was going back to my own body.

When he thought about it, he really had it, and the lunar mask on his face shone slightly. He felt like he was weightless again, but this time he did not rise, but fell slowly.

On the way, Su Yan still saw the vast sea of ​​white clouds, which made him even more curious about the origin of the Daitian Palace above.

After successfully returning to his body, Su Yan found that the invisible force covering his body disappeared, and he returned to his visible state.

In other words, this should be a protection mechanism. After all, every time Twelve Days General goes to a meeting, his soul leaves the body. If there is no protection on the body, it will be very dangerous.

And this mask will help cover the owner's body every time the soul leaves the body. Although the body is still there, many dangers can be avoided just by being invisible.

After Su Yan came back, when he was groping for his body to make sure that he had no arms or legs, the ghost of the gloomy woman emerged from the women's treasured clothes again.

She looked at Su Yan blankly, not knowing what she was thinking...

After taking off the mask, Su Yan turned it over and looked at it. It was still silver-white and had not returned to its original gray appearance. It finally looked like a serious magic weapon.

But Su Yan really didn't expect this thing to have such a big background.

So looking at it this way, could it be that the original owner of Dianjiang Palace was the previous Immortal Master??

But has such a strong monk and such a high-level existence really died under the natural disaster of Jingtian Sect?

Or maybe she just once owned the Taiyin Mask, but couldn't make the mask recognize its owner.

Or perhaps, she was indeed a certain Taiyin, but the identity of the Immortal Lord is not bound to the mask, and any general can become an Immortal Lord.

The reason why Su Yan thinks this way is because among the twelve generals in the sky, although there is no saying who is respected, the first [noble person] will generally be listed in order, as Tianyi, or Tianyi noble person.

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The Taiyin is neither the first nor the last in the ranking. In ancient astrology, it is not the main star of [leader] or [emperor], so he has this association.

But since everyone has a chance, Su Yan can't figure out why he immediately became the Immortal Master right away?

Is it still because of the bright moon hidden in the body?

Su Yan is increasingly confused about where his predecessor inherited such mysterious and powerful power. Is it really a coincidence? The reincarnation of a certain big shot?

A hazy thought, or guess, appeared in his mind again...

Putting away the mask for now, Su Yan looked at the other piles of debris on his bed.

Now the remaining things brought back from the Jingtian Sect ruins are no longer in the eyes of Su Yan, the "immortal master". He is eager to know all the news about the Twelve Heavenly Generals, so he can wait until he comes back to deal with these things.

Thinking of this, Su Yan put away the sundries again, and then went out to the Sutra Library.

......

Su Yan stayed there from day to night. The most annoying thing was that he found nothing!

This is not to say that Su Yan has searched through all 30,000 Taoist treasures, he has not finished it yet, but the efficiency of this search is too low.

Su Yan firmly believes that there is an urgent need to introduce digital projects in various places where scriptures are stored in the spiritual world. It is best to support keyword search. Otherwise, he would have to search for at least three days and three nights, and he may not be able to find the results.

Finally, when the old man guarding the pavilion at the door of the first floor of the Sutra Collection Building couldn't help but want to ask Su Yan what he was looking for, Su Yan finally found some fragments of words from an ancient manuscript.

But there is only one sentence:

The Twelve Patrolling Envoys, also known as the Twelve Hunting Patrollings, have twelve people in total. They are a mysterious organization that claims to patrol the human world on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven. It has a long history.

No, what about the others? Su Yan flipped through the entire manuscript and confirmed that there was only this sentence, so he started searching again.

After Su Yan continued to turn over the pages for half an hour, Kuchanzi finally couldn't help but send a voice message: "Su Yan, what are you looking for?"

Kuchanzi is not the mysterious old man in green who guards the pavilion on the fourth floor. He is in charge of the first to third floors.

In the past, Su Yan could not find any books he was looking for, so he shamelessly asked this person and he got the answer right. The relationship between the two parties was not bad.

Seeing Su Yan turning over the inkstone for so long, Ku Chanzi was puzzled, where did you put me?

He has been guarding the Sutra Library for so many years, and even though he has memorized the contents of all the classics, he still knows roughly where the corresponding classics are placed.

Since others have asked about it, Su Yan can only pretend to be embarrassed to bother the old man, respond, and come down to see him in person.

"It's like this, kid. I've recently been interested in Qimen Dunjia, Da Liuren, Taiyi Shenshu, and these divination techniques. I want to look for some practice methods or related classics, but why can't I find them?"<

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Kuchanzi was a little annoyed by Su Yan and laughed, "Well, Su Yan, you have such a big appetite. These are the three moves taught by Xuannv to the Yellow Emperor in the past to defeat Chi You. There is a saying that "one who masters the three moves is called a god".

"How is it possible for you to find the specific original scriptures of practice here in the Sutra Collection Building? Even if there is one, it is not within these three floors."

Su Yan looked a little disappointed, "But I have already read through the cultivation methods on the fourth level. There are some related to divination, but these three are not included."

Kuchanzi shook his head, "It's better if you go to the Xuannv Pavilion to find them. After all, they claim to be from the lineage of the Nine Heavenly Xuannv."

"But I, Qingcheng Palace, have some classics related to these spells. In fact, you also looked through them today, but you threw them aside after a short time."

"That's right," Su Yan looked like he was remembering something when he heard this.
Chapter completed!