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Chapter 87 White-haired Old Man

However, everyone in Swordsmanship-seeking Sect knew that in every library, there was at least one inner elder guard whose strength had reached the level of the primordial great grandmaster. Moreover, with the mysterious inscription formation laid out by the high-level Inscriptionists, the guarding here were really solid.

Taking the bluestone steps to the pagoda library, Ding Hao arrived at the entrance.

He saw a gray-haired old man sitting quietly on a bamboo recliner under the shade of a tree at the gate of the ancient pagoda, absorbed in an unknown ancient blue thread-bound book in his hand.

The sunshine scattered down along the leaves of the tree, and the gold recliner creaked while it swayed.

This was a beautiful scene full of vicissitudes of life.

"Hmm? A nominal disciple? Wants to enter the library?" Sensing someone coming, the white-haired old man asked softly. He did not look up, but still read quietly. <

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