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Chapter 12 [Foundation Building Pill] Prescription Obtained

When Luo Ke Di heard the question from Lan Yi Zhen Chu, he was stunned as if struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.

Yup!

Such similar names, extremely similar looks.

Who is Luo Wudi?
Could it be my long-lost twin brother?

Or, half-brother, illegitimate child?

Luo Ke Di's strong body couldn't help but tremble. No, I have to go back and write a letter to ask my good father. I will go right away after eating the lotus leaf roast chicken.

This so-called Blue Robe True Transmission was none other than Tang Hao.

At this moment, looking at Luo Ke Di's condition, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, as if he had gone too far.

No, you guys threw such a difficult takeaway to me, so it’s not too much to tease you, so why are you still emo?

After a slight hesitation, Tang Hao pretended to study carefully and said thoughtfully, "Hmm, after a closer look, it seems that you two are not very similar again."

"Really?" Luo Kedi took a step forward excitedly, wanting to hold Tang Hao's shoulders, but he was a little afraid.

"Hmm!" He nodded without hesitation, then clenched his right fist and slammed it against his palm. Tang Hao suddenly realized, "I see. It's your body shapes. Apart from Brother Luo, this is the first time I've seen someone with a body shape like his. Coupled with the similar face shape, I overlooked the difference in your facial features. I'm a little sorry."

Luo Kedi was immediately relieved and laughed heartily, "I see. There's no need to apologize, True Disciple. My ancestors came from Northern Qi and have Northern barbarian blood. I think the True Disciple Luo Wudi is also like that. If a True Disciple has the chance to meet a Northern barbarian in the future, he'll understand the difference between a small witch and a big witch. The barbarians are even stronger than us."

The two chatted for a while about the barbarian customs before saying goodbye and parting ways. Looking at Luo Ke Di's brisk footsteps disappearing at the end of his sight, Tang Hao smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, there's still one ad space left, otherwise I'd have to wait for the next opportunity." Returning to the Sutra Library, Tang Hao swiped Luo Kedi's ID card at the door and entered without hindrance.

After Tang Hao's figure disappeared, a figure slowly emerged from the branches of a giant tree not far away. At first, only the outline was visible, and then it condensed into a white and delicate body like water flowing together. It turned out to be a beautiful female monk with stunning appearance.

"A true disciple? I didn't expect to find such a reward when I was out for a stroll after teaching. This little disciple is quite handsome, and he even used his magic power to cover himself up so no one could see him. Interesting, let's follow him and take a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman was about to move, but suddenly her expression changed. She flipped her hand, and a communication talisman appeared in her palm. Then she made a listening expression.

After a moment, she glanced in the direction of the Sutra Repository, twisted her body, and vanished like a disintegrating stream of water. Only a faint remnant of words remained in the air: "Well, Zhen'er returned to the sect, but it was Old Man Mei who sent a message. It seems she has run into trouble again. I have to go and take a look. The old man's Meixian wine should be brewed by now. Slurp..."

Tang Hao knew nothing about this and walked into the Sutra Library. As soon as he entered, the space that was originally filled with the sound of conversations suddenly became quiet for a moment, followed by imperceptible whispers.

He strolled forward leisurely, looking around casually and leisurely, his eyes sweeping over the signs everywhere.

Wherever he passed, all the outer disciples, and even one inner disciple, would give way and bow to him.

Although everyone was extremely curious about the appearance of this true disciple who had suddenly arrived, and the magical film on his face could be easily seen through, no one dared to make the slightest movement.

Geniuses all have all kinds of quirks. Perhaps this true disciple doesn't like others to peek at his appearance. Even if he can judge through magic that this person has handsome features and is definitely not ugly, in order to satisfy his momentary curiosity, if he violates the true disciple's taboos, the consequences will be unpredictable and they cannot afford it.

Under the gazes of everyone, Tang Hao calmly strolled around, relying on the special effects of his costume to avoid showing any fear. However, he was secretly wondering: "There are indeed many more scriptures and books here. In terms of spells, in addition to the categories of life, attack, defense, etc., there are also many categories related to spiritual plant cultivation. However, there are still no spells related to breath suppression."

Feeling a bit depressed, he looked up at the sign on the second-floor entrance. The upstairs was full of content related to pill recipes and medicinal material preparation. His second target should be there.

He slowly ascended the stairs and headed upstairs. As soon as his figure disappeared around the corner, the first floor suddenly became noisy. "This is the first time I've met a true disciple. His demeanor is truly unmatched by ordinary people."

“Although I can’t see his face clearly, he looks so handsome!”

"anthomaniac!"

"Why would this true disciple come to the Sutra Library on Yaofeng Mountain? There's nothing there over at Wufang Mountain."

"I guess they're looking for some rare pill recipes or methods for preparing rare medicinal herbs. In this regard, we at Yaofeng are no less knowledgeable than those over there."

The area of ​​the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but there are much fewer people. As expected, Tang Hao saw several familiar figures, who were Shen Mengyao and others.

There seemed to be a soundproof barrier between the two floors. After being baptized by the gazes again, he had a clear goal and headed straight for the pill area.

He quickly found the recipe for the [Foundation-Building Pill] and, while no one was there, swiped the sign quickly.

After a series of clicking sounds, the recipe was successfully obtained.

Tang Hao put the paper in his arms and kept it properly, patted it gently, feeling happy. He was not afraid of being surprised by others. Who would dare to care about him, a true disciple, and come to Yaofeng just for a prescription for the [Foundation Building Pill]? He would keep his questions to himself.

[Special Effects Costume - New Immortal Cultivator] It is really effective in bluffing people.

Although his goal was achieved, he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he wandered around the cabinets.

Shen Mengyao and the others gathered together quietly, their eyes following the light blue figure from afar.

Lightly biting her cherry lips, Shen Mengyao stole a glance at the heroic young man, then turned to the true disciple whom she met for the first time, with a hesitant look on her face.

On the contrary, the young man with slicked-back hair and powdered face and holding a folding fan was decisive. He carefully tidied up his clothes and hair, opened his folding fan, and walked quickly towards him.

"What is the name of this true disciple, senior brother? I am Yan Meng, and I am most familiar with the second floor of the Sutra Repository. Please feel free to tell me what you are looking for." The young man took small steps, spoke in a low voice, and greeted him with a flattering look on his face, nodding and bowing.

"roll!"

"Okay!"

The young man turned around very smoothly, with the corners of his mouth turned down, and returned to his companions faster than when he came, hiding behind Shen Mengyao.

Tang Hao felt nauseous and almost vomited his breakfast. He just saw clearly that the other party couldn't control the raised index finger and the rolling Adam's apple when swallowing.

Cursing him inwardly as a pervert, he lost interest in continuing to stroll around and turned to walk towards the stairs.

When I was about to step down the stairs, I suddenly felt a flash in front of my eyes, and it seemed that a beautiful figure passed by.

At the same time, I felt fingertips brushing against my chest, and something fell into my clothes.

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