Qian Yang sat cross-legged in the warehouse. At this time, the accumulated water in the warehouse had lost his chest. Even so, it could not stop his spiritual consciousness from rolling rapidly. The water droplets from the roof had already been connected into a waterline, and the originally crisp sound of water dripping turned into the sound of a small river flowing.

Qian Yang was the last pile of books he chose. The rapid rise in the house had already flooded nearly half of the books. Qian Yang was extremely anxious. Before the accumulated water flooded the place, he might not be able to record all these books at his speed. However, the previous harvest of 5,000 books had reached his minimum expectations. If these books were missing in the end, it would be barely acceptable. It would be a pity to waste these books like this.

Qian Yang has been in this warehouse for more than ten days, and practice makes perfect. His recording speed is obviously much faster than when he first came. If he could see the rhythm of his spiritual consciousness turning pages, he could feel a different charm. But this charm was interrupted at this moment.

"Click..." A faint and slow sound of breaking sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it was thunderous in Qian Yang's ears. He stayed in this warehouse for many days, and never heard any other sound except the sound of running water.

The sudden sound instantly woke Qian Yang up.

"Are you finally here?" Qian Yang looked up at the roof, and there was no abnormality, but the "crack" sound never stopped. Qian Yang turned to look at the pile of books, showing reluctance.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!" Qian Yang no longer hesitated, so he soared into the air, and activated the earth escape technique in the air, rushing into the building diagonally upwards.

This was the retreat route that Qian Yang had chosen long ago. In order to prevent the building from suddenly collapsed and he had no time to withdraw, he found the path that went straight to the bottom of the broken glacier. The sound just now was that the building could no longer withstand the pressure of the river and began to break. Since there was a sign, Qian Yang no longer had to worry about the remaining hundreds of books and directly came out of the building.

A long-lost cold water bath!

As soon as Qian Yang entered the river, he was aroused to tremble, but his mood was rare and clear. He found the lost past and set off again from the origin. Qian Yang was full of confidence.

"My freshman starts from this cold river! Huh..."

Qian Yang couldn't help but learn to make a wolf howl, but was choked back by a large piece of floating ice. Qian Yang showed his head from the glacier and spitted a mouthful of ice water. He was about to get ashore, but he was suddenly shaking violently on the surface of the river. A powerful suction force from his feet seemed to suck him back into the bottom of the river.

"It really collapsed!" Qian Yang's heart was enlightened.

However, since he had reached the surface of the river, the suction force generated by the collapse of two hundred feet away could no longer do anything to him. Qian Yang's spiritual power changed, and his whole body rose straight from the river without regard to the constraints of gravity. His sleeves swayed again, and he could easily stand on the river bank.

If he didn't look at his wet and slightly embarrassed clothes, the series of actions just now could be described as handsome. But now, Qian Yang still honestly shuddered, used his spiritual power to dry his whole body, and at the same time he felt the faint vibration from the soles of his feet.

The library is gone!

Qian Yang shook his head, trying not to think about life from a sensational perspective, but silently lamented the mystery of opportunity. He found this place at the last moment before the collapse, inherited prehistoric knowledge about collection, and held the closest part of the two eras in his hand. It is no exaggeration to say that these knowledge in the book are priceless treasures.

But what about the ruins? Where are you?

Qian Yang was so poor that he was going crazy. No matter how much knowledge he had, he couldn't change the spirit stones for a while. If he remembered correctly, he should have only three spirit stones left on him. In fact, these three spirit stones were not his. He still owed the fat man a ten spirit stones to compensate for the task.

His cultivation level is getting higher and higher, but his life is getting poorer and poorer. Qian Yang can't help but start thinking about whether something is wrong. He strolled by the river, and before he knew it, Qian Yang came to the place where he entered the water last time, where he still had the secret notes he printed.

"Eh?" Qian Yang was suddenly stunned, and there was an extra mark next to his secret note.

"Is it Qi Mu? When did this kid come?" The sign that Qian Yang and Qi Mu agreed on before was very simple, and they could only indicate the place where they finally drilled into the soil, and they could not tell the time or anything, let alone the direction of their journey in the soil.

Qian Yang stayed in the warehouse for more than ten days but didn't see Qi Mu appear. Has he gone apart? Or had he just gotten in? If he had just gotten in, he had such a loud noise when he collapsed just now, he should have come out to see it. The more Qian Yang thought about it, the more he was wrong:

"He must have really found the remains when he went in here, right?"

This is quite possible! The ruins should be near the library building, and I originally planned to use the building as the origin to re-determine the exploration scope. It is very likely that Qi Mu found the ruins by accident here.

Qian Yang checked his physical condition. He spent the past few days of concentration on his study and had not used his spiritual power. His consumption on that day had long recovered. His condition was not better at this time.

"Then let's go!"

Qian Yang jumped into the broken ice river at the location where the secret memory was and slowly sank to the bottom of the river. While complaining about the recent conflict with the water demon, he was thinking about the possible direction of Qi Mu's journey.

At this time, the collapse of the underground had already ended and the river water calmed down, but the mud and sand that had just been lifted had not yet fallen, and the water quality was a little dirty. Qian Yang didn't care, and sank down against the river wall, but unexpectedly found another secret note at the junction of the bottom of the river and the side wall.

Qian Yang smiled and nodded: "Qi Mu always looks unreliable. I'm afraid few people know that he is so safe in doing things."

Qian Yang drilled into the river wall from where the secret remark was and explored straight forward. Before, he was just walking along the river at about forty feet next to the river, but this time he gradually moved away from the river bank. Compared to the blindness he had when exploring before, Qian Yang, who was guided, was full of confidence this time.

After not walking for a long time, he was about sixty feet away from the river bank. Qian Yang suddenly felt empty in front of him. The sudden disappearance caught him off guard and rushed out of the soil.

The moment he rushed out of the soil layer, Qian Yang vaguely saw a red figure sitting in front of him. At a rapid speed, he didn't care much and directly smashed the red figure under him.

"Ouch!"

The man screamed in pain. He was sitting on the ground with his back on his back, but he could not have thought that a living person would suddenly emerge from the wall behind him! Unpredictable, the man hit the ground and his mind was dizzy.

Compared to this unlucky guy, Qian Yang was much more awake. The competent meat pad under him did not feel much shocked, and a thought instantly passed through his mind:

"Red Robe!"
Chapter completed!