I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Walking along a wooded path of Xuanbu College, shortly after, he came to a valley groove, all three sides of the cliff soaring into the clouds, just surrounded by an empty space.

And on that empty space, a wooden loft with moss and weeds in some places, which looks very quaint and thick, stands between them.

His eyes slowly swept past the pavilion and ended up staying on the gate, on a very old, even somewhat decaying plaque. There are three words on the plaque that are already somewhat obscure by the ages - the Cabinet of Books!

It's very quiet and comfortable around the pavilion, and you can only hear one or two birds chirping and a creek.

Unlike the noise elsewhere in Xuan Wu Academy, it seems extraordinarily quiet and not even a single person around.

This is a normal situation. After all, this is a real world, rich in knowledge may be noticeable, but it doesn't do much. After all, this world is about strength, and everything is about cultivation.

Consequently, college secretaries generally have little regard for anything other than just starting school and freshmen searching for their own kung fu.

At this moment, Mooshu followed the direction of others and came to the gate of the Book Collection, the door was wide open, except for a row of neatly arranged bookshelves, only one old man with a broom was sweeping the floor.

Unlike others, if someone else came to the library and must have gone straight to the library, who cared about an old man sweeping the library?

But Mooshu is different. Mooshu has crossed the border. He knows talent since the ancient librarian!

For example, Dao Jo Lear served as a Zhou Chao librarian, Tai Jo served as a Northern Great Librarian, Bill Gates served as a Seattle School Librarian, sweeping monks served as Shaolin Temple Librarian, Optimus Column served as Seibertan Planet Librarian...

So don't underestimate the librarian, who might be the bull!

“Hello Grandfather! ”

Moxiu greeted the sweeping old man very politely at night.

The sweeping old man was dressed in a coarse cloth code word that patched several patches, wrinkles crossed across his face, his eyes dull, his eyelids drooped, and the look of a candle for the remainder of his life.

It has to be said that Mo is lucky at night. This old man looks thin and weak, as if he can't breathe heavily. He is the first master of Xuanwu College. Seven-stage dividing power. The old headmaster of Xuanwu College is windy and cold!

“Well, hello, little fella! ”

The wind touched the beard and responded with great satisfaction to Moxiu at night.

A very polite little guy. He looks good, but he is also a high-end Shui Wood Spirit Root. He also has a good talent. Looks like there are a few good seedlings in this new recruit!

The wind whispered to itself, and the eyes of Moxie at night filled with news: “Little guy, choose the power, right? Over there, where's the second row! ”

In the eyes of the wind and the cold, it is natural to know that the night ink is not repaired at all. If it is not repaired, it proves that it has not been practiced. Then, this time to the library, it must be to find a method suitable for you.

“Grandpa, I'm not here to see kung fu, I'm here to read some basic books!” Moxie shook her head at night and said.

Hearing Moxie say this, the wind and cold feelings for Moxie are deeper.

“Not proud, not even exaggerated to pursue cultivation, patiently looking at the foundation, what a good boy! ”