On the high platform in front of Ye Hongchen, a piece of bamboo paper as thin as a cicada's wing, the size of a palm, with a golden shimmer, suspended in the sky above this high platform, and an untouchable feeling came to his face.

At this time, where did Ye Hongchen think of this, he raised his arm and reached out to touch it, subconsciously wanting to take this piece of bamboo paper in his hand.

Yes!

At the moment when Ye Hongchen's fingers were about to touch this piece of bamboo paper, the corners of the bamboo paper instantly cut through Ye Hongchen's fingers, and blood dripped from the fingertips, just dripping on the bamboo paper.

Sensing the danger, Ye Hongchen subconsciously withdrew his arm, and at this moment, suspended on the high platform, the bamboo paper that was originally less than a zhang away flew up instantly, and the faint golden light slowly turned white, filling every corner of the library pavilion.

The white light shone on Ye Hongchen's delicate cheeks, and the bamboo paper was suspended above the top of Ye Hongchen's head, and suddenly, the bamboo paper, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wings, seemed to fall from the sky, and a ray of light fell, and a circle of golden ancient runes appeared, hovering above Ye Hongchen's head.

"This ...... What is this?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Hongchen was shocked, he couldn't have imagined that his unintentional actions would lead to such a big scene.

The scene at this time made Ye Hongchen, who was originally only fifteen years old, couldn't help but show a trace of panic in his heart, the third floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was absolutely impossible to come up without permission, thinking of this, Ye Hongchen wanted to turn around and leave, and tell his grandfather about these things.

"This ...... Why can't I move?"

Ye Hongchen suddenly found that no matter how hard he tried, his feet just didn't obey the call, and he stood motionless, unable to move...

At this moment, a strange scene happened, the ancient text hovering above Ye Hongchen's head descended, surrounded him, and like a tide, it poured into Ye Hongchen's mind in an instant......

Yes!

Ye Hongchen's head was in sharp pain, no matter how firm his heart was at this time, he still couldn't withstand the shocking pain, and with a scream, he fainted in this library pavilion.

And the bamboo paper suspended in the air, the original brilliance was long gone, and it fell to the ground......

Ye Hongchen, who was in a coma, came to a cliff ten thousand feet high, and on the edge of the cliff not far away, there was an old man with gray hair.

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, with his back to Ye Hongchen, raised his head, looked at the endless sky in the distance, waved his robe gently, and a golden bamboo paper appeared in front of him, and in less than the next moment, the bamboo paper fell under the cliff......

This scene loomed in Ye Hongchen's mind, and when the bamboo paper fell into the cliff, the illusion disappeared, and he was also freed from this illusion, and he gradually woke up after being unconscious.

"It's... What the hell is going on?"

After waking up, Ye Hongchen rubbed his head, and then, a series of information once again poured out of his mind.

"It's... This is the Book of the Heavenly Heaven!"

After Ye Hongchen filtered the information in his mind, a burst of ecstasy instantly appeared in his heart.

Ye Hongchen has been browsing classics in this library since he was a child, and with the accumulation of hundreds of years of the Yang family, the library can be said to record many changes in the Tianxuan Continent, and Ye Hongchen has seen a little bit about the "Taixuan Heavenly Book" from the library.

The Taixuan Book of Heaven is a sacred relic of a sect hundreds of years ago, and later this sect was destroyed, and the Book of Taixuan Heaven is unknown......

"Could it be?"

Thinking of this, Ye Hongchen suddenly thought of the scene in his mind just now.

Ye Hongchen thought about it like this, lowered his head and saw the bamboo paper that had fallen on his body.

Different from before, the light of bamboo paper is long gone, and now bamboo paper is really like ordinary bamboo paper, dim, but at a glance, there are some dense small characters on the bamboo paper.

"A Hundred Battles!"

"It's strange, this is obviously the "Qiankun Hundred Battles Chapter", how could it appear in my Yang family as a book of Taixuantian?"

Ye Hongchen was indeed puzzled in his heart, in his memory, after the old man threw this piece of bamboo paper off the cliff, it disappeared, and today, a hundred years later, it appeared in the Yang family...

"Is this what it's called serendipity?"

has been serving as a treasure for a hundred years, but no one has found out that this is the "Taixuantian Book".

You must know that if the "Taixuan Heavenly Book" appears in the world, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm, and what is even more outrageous is that this "Taixuan Heavenly Book" will fall into the hands of someone like him who can't practice?

"Forget it, it's all in my head, you can't open the door of my head and get things out. ”

However, the Taixuan Heavenly Book was like being imprinted in Ye Hongchen's mind, lingering...

"This Taixuantian book, I should be able to find a way for me to practice from it. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Hongchen closed his eyes and couldn't wait to recall the "Taixuan Heavenly Book" in his mind, but it was not long before the "Taixuan Heavenly Book" that originally gave Ye Hongchen hope made his heart die more thoroughly.

"Isn't there even a way to do this Taixuantian Book?"

Ye Hongchen was extremely discouraged in his heart, originally thinking that this mistake would allow him to start cultivating, but he didn't expect that what was recorded in this "Taixuantian Book" was all about alchemy......

The way of alchemy is to have its own Xuanhuo, as we all know, Xuanhuo is connected with itself, if you want to condense Xuanhuo, let alone the four extremes, if not, if you forcibly condense, you will inevitably be burned to death......

And this "Taixuan Heavenly Book" is a peerless treasure to others, especially to those who cultivate the way of Dan, but to Ye Hongchen, it is just a decoration...

At this time, Ye Hongchen came back to his senses, lowered his head, and glanced at the "Qiankun Hundred Battles" in his hand.

"There must have been a big movement just now, someone must have noticed it a long time ago, right?"

Although Ye Hongchen didn't mean to, after all, he still entered the third layer, and he also took out the "Qiankun Hundred Battles", just referring to these, no matter how you say it, you can't say it clearly...

"Let's go out first and hand over this "Qiankun Hundred Battles" to grandpa. ”

When the words fell, Ye Hongchen carefully kicked the bamboo paper as thin as a cicada's wings in his cuffs.

And this "Taixuan Heavenly Book" is useless to him, even if someone knows, he can't pull it out of his mind, besides, he decided to rot this matter in his heart and won't mention it to anyone...

Ye Hongchen knew in his heart that people's hearts were unpredictable, if this matter was known, he would inevitably cause death...

While thinking about this, I walked on the top of the pavilion ladder and walked towards the door of the library step by step...

However, he didn't know that Ye Hongchen's every move just now was clearly watched by a pair of old eyes in the dark...

"Alas, I'm too mysterious, I'm too mysterious..."

When the words fell, the old man disappeared as if he had never appeared......