"Senior, I want to find a book about people who come from afar!"

Xia Xiao had stood up in front of the old woman. They stared at each other for a long time, but the senior didn't say anything. If she didn't take the initiative to speak, Xia Xiao would have to ask. After all, she was still in the competition and couldn't waste time like this. But the old woman smiled without saying anything, as if she had great wisdom, but she didn't reveal it easily, and she seemed happy for Xia Xiao's arrival.

"senior?"

Xia Xiao reminded the elder, but she still didn't speak. If she continued like this, it would not be profound, but just pretending to be mysterious. The white-haired old woman seemed to have sensed Xia Xiao's thoughts, and her words were very affectionate.

“It’s easy to find books.”

Without even raising his hands, books of different sizes were piled up around him, reaching two or three meters high. The tattered old book was turned to a page with a record of someone who had come from afar, and the descriptions of it on the bamboo slips were all marked with eye-catching red marks. They exuded the scent of ink and an indescribable simplicity that made Xia Xiao admire them.

Since there are so many, it is worthy of being called Ningshen Academy! Think about the Great Xia Dynasty, where there was only one book in the library, and there was only one sentence in it. In comparison, the latter is really extremely poor, without even a few decent books.

After a quick look, he estimated that there were over a hundred books. Even if there was only one sentence about it in each book, as long as there were no repetitions, they could be pieced together to form a complete storyline. This was the closest Xia Xiao had ever been to that identity, and he wanted to know every detail about it, not wanting to miss any of it.

Before seeing these books, Xia Xiao was just trying to find out, but now he feels that he can find out the truth!

Just as I was about to turn the page, the old woman said:

"All the books in the Little West Building are under my control. Are you sure you want to read them yourself, not just listen to me?"

Xia Xiao paused and thought it made sense. But why would he find these books if he could tell them to himself?

"I found these books to tell you that what I said is well-founded. If you don't believe me, just read them again."

Being guessed at again was a bit uncomfortable, it was like being hit on the head, making me see stars. It seemed that I could not guess randomly in the academy in the future. The words in my heart were far more thought-provoking and malicious than the words spoken out loud.

Bending down and bowing, Xia Xiao performed his best in etiquette, leaving the senior unable to find any flaws. Then he said:

"Please enlighten me, senior."

The old woman smiled kindly and said to Xia Xiao:

"Do you know the master of the spiritual contract?"

"I know! That senior created the spiritual contract."

"Did you know that he has become a god?"

"I've heard of it, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"Whether it's true or not, I don't know. Qing Xunzi is the only one in the world who knows about that past. But what I do know is the prophecy left by the Master of the Spiritual Contract before he disappeared from this world."

The prophecy from the old woman's mouth was naturally from afar. When she was distracted, the book flipped in the air and hovered around Xia Xiao. Because it was too fast, Xia Xiao couldn't see the paragraphs on it, but the five very familiar words entered his mind at a glance.

"Seeing is believing. Let me show you!"

Instantly, I reached the cliff, and the darkness and the light in the void disappeared. Behind me, the sea breeze blew, and a large temple stood, with a yellow fruit tree in it that seemed to touch the sky. In front of me, at my feet, there was a cliff, and below it, the waves were breaking, extremely fierce.

Looking into the distance, there seemed to be a black line, not the edge where the sea and the sky met, but the Black Sea. Xia Xiao suddenly felt no longer unfamiliar with this scene. He could sometimes remember the scene in his dream, and sometimes forget it. If Xia Xiao remembered correctly, there must be an ancient temple above, and the stone statue inside was holding the last candle.

The sea breeze blowing on the face had a fishy smell, and the few strands of white hair in front of the old woman's eyes were blown aside. She spoke slowly, and Xia Xiao listened attentively.

"Rumor has it that two gods fought, one fell, and the other ascended. The master of the spiritual contract left the Great Wilderness and his whereabouts are unknown. If the old woman's guess is correct, he should have become a real god, but no one has confirmed it. Before leaving, he left a spiritual contract for the people of the world and left a prophecy. Strange phenomena appeared in the sky and the earth, thunder dragons roared, and aliens from afar descended."

"What if it was the Master of the Spiritual Contract who fell?"

Since no one has confirmed it, it is uncertain who died and who ascended. Why is the senior so sure?

"No! If he died, there would be no such prophecy. Your existence may be for that fallen person."

"Senior, do you mean to say that the fallen person is still alive?"

The old woman raised her hand and pointed to the horizon.

"A being that is close to god, can live for ten thousand years with one breath, and can shake the world with one breath. It is not so easy to destroy. The ten thousand years of resentment of the fallen people may have to destroy the entire wilderness to quell it."

“Since the Master of the Spiritual Contract has become a true god, he must be much stronger than the other party. Why not completely destroy him, but leave a hidden danger?”

"This is something I don't know. If you want to know, you have to ask your master."

"Master won't tell."

"That is to protect you. If you knew it too early, you would not have the leisure time you have now. What you would lose would be a happy time that will never come back."

Xia Xiao disagreed.

"A term that has been ringing in my ears since childhood. Whether out of curiosity or responsibility, I want to know the answer."

After all this time, it was the first time that Xia Xiao knew so many things about it. Since it was related to God, was his existence really for that fallen person? Xia Xiao always felt that it was not that simple. After all, many things in his body could not be explained. He also wanted to ask his master for the truth, but how should he ask? Or should he just leave it at that and let nature take its course?

"Xia Xiao."

The old woman called Xia Xiao's name and he bowed.

"The juniors are here."

"This is all that Xiaoxilou records about those who came from afar. But there is one more thing about the Master of the Spiritual Contract. Do you want to hear it?"

Since the person who came from afar was related to the master of the spiritual contract, Xia Xiao naturally wanted to hear about it. The more he knew about it, the better. But the old woman spoke, and what she said made Xia Xiao want to find his master and ask him everything.

"The Master of the Spiritual Contract existed more than 30,000 years ago. There are very few records about him, and we don't even know whether he was a man or a woman. But on a blurry mural, there are five giant beasts with strange shapes surrounding his body."

The five giant beasts correspond exactly to the five elements!

Xia Xiao put his palm on his chest and thought of Ju Mang and Huo Dou. Could it be that the master of the spiritual contract also came from the outside world like himself, so he made this prophecy? If so, the story would probably be more complicated.

"Thank you for letting me know, senior."

Knowing this is beyond my expectation, but people are greedy and want to control everything. But time has passed, and I don't know if Wang Ling has woken up.

Before his frown relaxed, Xia Xiao had already bowed.

"Senior, goodbye."

"Go ahead."

The old woman did not hesitate and immediately withdrew her magical power, causing the cliff to disappear. The wind stopped blowing around, and everything was calm and dark. In the darkness, Xia Xiao felt familiar. Xia Xiao woke up as if from a sleep, and his mind returned to his body. Although the old woman did not say anything else, she sincerely wished Xia Xiao to take the right path.

In the Little West Building, she had met countless people. Many people were gifted, and even among geniuses they were considered outstanding, but their minds were impure and they ruined their future. Some people were not gifted, and no matter how hard they tried, it was useless. There were very few people like Xia Xiao who had both talent and hard work, but the old woman could not comprehend the future path.

There are countless paths in the book, but each person has a different path. And Xia Xiao's path doesn't even have anyone to imitate.

His brows were locked, and the previous clarity disappeared in an instant. The fatigue came like a mountain torrent, overwhelmed Xia Xiao's body. The long period of concentration made Xia Xiao's brain hurt slightly. He didn't want to blink. He couldn't feel his body, let alone his fingers. He just wanted to sleep.

This is why few people sit on a futon. It seems to be beneficial, it can stimulate one's potential and force one to focus. But in fact, it is a way to hurt the body. Who knows when you will wake up from this sleep?

In a daze, Xia Xiao felt that he had fallen asleep, but then he slowly remembered that he was competing with Wang Ling. Was he awake? Xia Xiao didn't know. He wanted to open his eyes to see, but he never succeeded.

Falling asleep is easy because of tiredness, but waking up requires great willpower, which is difficult for Xia Xiao now!

He was drowsy again, and although it was only for a moment, Xia Xiao felt like hundreds of years had passed. This feeling was not pleasant. In Yu Shushuang's eyes, Xia Xiao was sweating profusely, drowning in the sea of ​​struggle.

"Xia Xiao."

Shu Shuang whispered his name softly, but Xia Xiao couldn't hear it for the time being. His brain was buzzing, as if he hadn't slept in years and was about to die of sleep.

There was no sigh, no sound. Xia Xiao's eyes were bloodshot, tiredness made his eyes dull, and exhaustion made his body heavy as a mountain. Shu Shuang could hardly help him up. This was the first time she had seen Xia Xiao in this state.

Normally, Xia Xiao could fight all day long, and he could get up early with great self-discipline, no matter how late he went to bed. But now he was too haggard, and could only stand up with the help of the three women and Si Ning.

What's going on?

Shu Shuang was as curious as many people, but she couldn't feel Xia Xiao's tiredness because he was in a daze.

Xia Xiaoruo had no bones, his body was like mud, and he was staggering. The world in his eyes was blurry and never cleared up.

Seeing Xia Xiao's presence, the southern merchants became cautious and stretched out their hands to shake Wang Ling out of bed. But he couldn't be woken up. If he wasn't still breathing, he would be no different from being dead.

At present, the small west building was full of people. But in their eyes, Xia Xiao and Wang Ling were both unable to stand up. If only one of them was like this, it might be a fake act, not daring to face the stakes of the bet. But both of them were like this, which only proved that the power of the cushion was indeed as mysterious as the teacher said.

"Help him back to the dormitory first."

Su Huan said as he helped Xia Xiao down the stairs. The latter was not heavy, but now it became a mountain. If Xia Xiao was not careful, he would fall headfirst to the ground.

Shu Shuang quickly stretched out his hands and prepared to catch Xia Xiao. Surrounded by four practitioners, Xia Xiao could not fall. But the one who caught him was Tianming who came from the crowd. Grabbing Xia Xiao's shoulders, Tianming carried him on his shoulders. He was not particularly burly, but the strength in his body was extraordinary.

"Thanks."

Shu Shuang has a very sweet mouth. She had originally wanted to do it this way. Although it was less beautiful, it was faster. She didn't expect Tianming to do it.

“You’re welcome.”

Without stopping, the Dragon of Destiny stared coldly at the southern merchant who was blocking his way and shouted:

"Get lost!"