The sky was bright again.

Smith didn't take the rest. He started preparing breakfast for Martin and Edward.

The door opened, Martin came out with the help of walking stick and saw Smith, he said with a gentle smile, "Young man, you get up so early."

"I can't sleep, so I get up." Smith smiled.

"It's rare for a man as hard-working as you are."

"I'm joking."

"Grandpa." The conversation between the two was interrupted by the Edward who suddenly rushed out.

Edward somehow went to Martin and Smith's side, pointed to the flow around the body, and looked at them doubtfully, "what's the matter with me? I feel that something was flowing in my body, and I'm warmed all over."

"What?" Martin fixed his eyes and looked at Edward's body in some consternation.

"How can it be possible?" Martin was astonished.

"I… Can I practice? "Edward raised his head and looked at Smith and Martin.

"Yes, of course." Martin seemed to be more excited than he thought.

"From today, you are a monk." Smith patted Edward on the shoulder.

"I'm a monk. I'm a monk."Edward jumped in excitement. He was just like an innocent and magnificent child, jumping in the Xiaoling Garden. At last, he ran towards the little eagle and danced. "Little eagle, I can practice, and I can protect you now."

Quack!

The eagle seemed to understand him, and its voice was also joyful.

"Thank God!" Martin smiled. Looking at the dancing Edward, he looked much better, as if he was several years younger.

Smith looked at Edward silently.

He was also happy for Edward, but there were some contradictions in his heart.

Is that path good for him?

The path of monks was much more difficult than that of ordinary people. To walk on this road means to have a longer life than ordinary people, but to have a long life will be accompanied by loneliness.

The way of a monk should be crueler.

Smith didn't know whether it was right or wrong to change Edward's fate without permission. Maybe when Edward really understands the hardships of the journey of the monks, he will understand that being a man was far more free and easy than being a monk.

After a simple breakfast, Smith left Xiaoling Garden.

Today, he was not dressed in black.

Because he knew that there was no need for him to cover up at the moment. The disciples of the three main peaks were in full swing. Even if he appeared on the Lingshan Mountain of Hengyue, it was difficult for the three main peaks to focus on him.

However, his appearance attracted too much attention.

"This…" The disciples who saw Smith were shocked.

"He have been whipped by more than one hundred fire-whips, how he recovered?"

"Is he a monster?"

"It's only a few days, and he even didn’t have any scars on his body."

"What?" When hearing about Smith again, Kevin of the commandment hall suddenly got up and he was shocked.

He was not the only one. Disciples of all the three Peaks and Elders of the whole Hengyue Sect. They were all surprised when they hear that. In just a few days, all the wounds have recovered. No one has done it since Hengyue Sect was founded.

"Hurry up, the disciples of Renyang Peak and Tianyang Peak are fighting again on the wind and cloud platform."

"I heard that some disciples of Diyang Peak have also gone."

"It's also heard that there are also disciples with hidden power participating in the fight this time."

Soon, people in the group of three or five went to wind and cloud platform.

This also meant that the surprise of Smith's recovery was immediately overwhelmed by the disciples of three Peaks in the wind and cloud platform.

No matter how hot the storm was, Smith didn't stop.

Today was the day when the Books collection chamber of Hengyue Sect was to be opened for interns. He didn’t want to waste time by going to see battle.

In front of a majestic building, Smith stopped.

Compared with the past, there was a silence in the Books collection chamber today, and there was no one present there. Maybe all people were gone to wind and cloud platform.

"If it’s not like that, it’s really difficult to have silence there."

With a smile, Smith stepped into the Books collection chamber.

In the Books collection chamber, there was a vast and magnificent world. There were hundreds of thousands of ancient volumes on the shelves. These were collected by Hengyue Sect. Although they were on the first floor but they were also precious.

The guardian of the library was an old man with white beard and messy hair. His name was Sean.

"Elder." Smith saluted respectfully.

"Come in! Put your identity card here. "Sean looked at Smith up and down, and a big yellow tooth appeared when he spoke.

Smith took his identity card in hand and went in.

There were many ancient volumes on the bookshelf. He took one and later found it was an ancient volume introducing spirited grass.

Slightly shook his head, and Smith put it back on the shelf.

This chamber was quiet, and Smith was happy to be quiet. He was picky all the way, just like buying vegetables. He took a lot of ancient books and then put back to their original place.

He spent three hours but didn’t find any book on black art.

"It seemed that the black art skills were on the top several levels." He thought.

In Hengyue Sect, the trainee can only enter the first floor of the Book collection chamber. As for the upper floors, he didn’t have the qualification to enter.

He disappointed and picked up the ancient scroll again to read.

"Elder Sean, I don't think so." The silence of the chamber was broken by a voice at the door. It seemed that someone has come to the chamber again.

"You little bunny, if you steal something here again. I'll beat you."The swearing voice of Sean immediately sounded.

"See what you say, am I like that?"

"Go away."

After a few simple dialogues, Smith, who was reading ancient books, took a look at the visitors.

Smith's mouth suddenly twitches, "what do you eat? What do you grow up with?"

The person he was looking was really surprising.

He was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was not as tall as tiger Edward, but he was obese. He fat was all over his body and looked like a lump from a distance.

Besides, his dress was the most wonderful one Smith has ever seen.

He has two clothes all over his body, a big trouser on his lower body, a small vest on his upper body. His eyes were small and almost invisible. His chest was bare. He was a small Maitreyan Buddha.

"There are many talents in Hengyue!" Looking at the little fat man, Smith sighed meaningfully.

The little fat man came towards Smith.

When passing by Smith, he also looked up and down at Smith. Although his eyes were small, they were very focused and everything he saw was sneaky.

"Why didn't I see you?" The little fat man touched his chubby chin.

"I just came."

Uh!

The little fat man listened and walked over.

However, as soon as he walked out two steps, he came back. His meaty nose gave a shrug, and then he sniffed like a dog.

Soon, the little fat man smelled Smith.

"What a fire?" The little fat man suddenly looked up, a pair of small eyes were shining with the fiery pure light, staring at Smith.

"You have a real fire?"