"Sweep and sweep, unlucky. Lin Muye let out a long sigh and began to condense his soul power, and the purple and golden soul power flow quickly condensed in his palm.

"Wind!"

The soul power in those hands exploded in an instant, turning into dotted particles, reorganizing in the palm of his hand and turning into a whirling cyclone.

Lin Muye released the cyclone along a passage, and then manipulated his soul power to control the speed of the cyclone.

At first, the cyclone blew away a layer of dust just before it approached the bookshelf, but after moving less than a meter further, it suddenly disappeared.

"Huh?"

Lin Muye didn't believe in this evil, and once again condensed the cyclone and pushed it towards the passage between the bookshelves, and the second and third times also only advanced a distance of less than a meter before suddenly dissipating.

"Whew!" Lin Muye stuck his waist, tried several other passages over and over again, and the same situation appeared.

As he was about to enter the passage, he was knocked back by an invisible force.

"What's going on?"

……

In the seventh residence, Fu Yishan was dancing and telling his two friends how to torture the new cultivators.

"That guy named Lin Muye, he really laughed at me, there is a spiritual power enchantment in the Divine Pavilion, it is an ancient enchantment left by the immortals, he doesn't want to clean it up for the rest of his life. He smirked as he spoke.

"A villain who cultivates the Ghost Dao dares to go to the Heavenly Realm......" A man named Cheng Tian in a plaid shirt, with thick eyebrows and a strong muscle, his tone was tinged with some dissatisfaction.

Another man who seemed to be polite and polite wore a pair of glasses but no glasses, and he lifted his glasses and said slowly: "Those who cultivate the ghost path can also cultivate into the heavenly realm? ”

Cheng Tian glanced at him and said angrily: "Hou Yu, can you speak without crepe?

Hou Yu retorted: "You don't have culture and still don't let me have it?" He picked up a cup of tea from the table in front of him, then picked up the empty cup and poured a glass of white water, pointing to the white water, "You are like a cup of white water now, you have no taste, you can only quench your thirst......" He pointed to the tea again, "I am this cup of tea, both taste and thirst, understand?"

"You're gasping, aren't you?" Cheng Tian kicked at Hou Yu.

Hou Yu twisted his ass and dodged, and said with an evil smile on his face: "You haven't heard me finish yet, Yishan asked that kid to clean the Divine Pavilion is not enough to give him a fatal blow." ”

After Hou Yu finished speaking, he smiled at Fu Yishan and Cheng Tian.

The corners of Fu Yishan's mouth rose slightly: "Do you want to add some tea leaves to the white water?"

Hou Yu's smile seemed to bloom: "Not bad! I not only want to add tea, but also the best hair! ”

……

Lin Muye, who was inside the Divine Pavilion, panted, stared at the dust in the passage where there was no progress at all.

Touched a handful of sweat and continued to condense the cyclone.

After exhausting the last trace of soul power, he finally collapsed to the ground.

"Ma Dan, this, I'm pitting! There is still an enchantment in this Broken God Pavilion!" Lin Muye finally understood, it was not that his soul power was not enough, but that there was a powerful enchantment here at all!

patted his brain: "Why am I so stupid!"

"What to do...... If you can't clean the bookshelves if you don't break the barrier, won't you have to stay in the Divine Pavilion for the rest of your life?"

Thinking of this, Lin Muye hurriedly shook his head, took a deep breath and yelled at the empty hall: "Master, I don't want to die here of old age!"

The echo was so great that it lingered in the air for a long time before it faded away.

Lin Muye was stunned for a long time, and then a slight sigh from the master appeared in his ears: "You have to find the master for everything, you have the ability, and there is a lottery draw device for the division in the Qiankun bag to find a way to get it done." ”

"Master, just save your apprentice, your apprentice and I haven't bothered you for anything, I don't know you well in the heavenly realm, I only know you alone, Master. ”

"Just one sentence for a teacher, solve your own things by yourself. ”

Lin Muye squinted his eyes, took out the lottery device from the Qiankun bag, and held it with both hands, full of weight, heavy enough and big enough, and then looked at a channel enchantment, and made a gesture with both hands.

"What are you going to do?" said Renfu's voice with tremors and questions.

Lin Muye pursed his lips and said casually, "Master, didn't you say that I should figure it out by myself?" I think this lottery machine should be able to break the enchantment. ”

"Whew~"

Lin Muye could feel the helpless gasp.

"There's really no way to take you, who called you my apprentice......"

Lin Muye smiled secretly, it seems that this method is quite effective, and this lottery device is also very important to the master.

"This is the barrier that the Immortals once left behind, and although it is extremely strong, it is not impossible to clean the dust from it. There was a hint of confidence in Ren Fu's voice, "This immortal left a dust pestle in the process of creating the enchantment, and this pestle can open a gate to the enchantment, and you can sweep away the dust when you enter it." ”

"Dust pestle, where is it?" Lin Muye touched his head, he hadn't seen any dust pestle after observing this place for a long time before.

Just when Lin Muye was confused, Ren Fu's voice sounded again: "I think you have also found some problems, every time you release your soul power, you can only sweep through a space of less than one meter, in fact, the bookshelf placed in this space of less than one meter contains the most basic cultivation classics, and only by learning all the basic classics can you open the space where the dust pestle is placed and continue to clean the next part of the classics." ”

Lin Muye's head buzzed when he heard the words of learning classics, his god and demon books have not been fully learned, do he have to learn so many books?

"Master, is there any other way, you know me, I didn't get into college, and I still have to study so many classics, the baby is ...... bitter in his heart," Lin Muye cried.

"Hmph, I don't have this at all, I don't deserve to be my apprentice, either you read all these classics, or you can fend for yourself, whatever you want. ”

It seemed that the master was angry, and Lin Muye didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly apologized to others: "Master, I was wrong, can't I read it?"

"You don't just have to read it, you have to read it in three months, you know?"

"Got it. Lin Muye looked bitter.

In the following days, Lin Muye began a hard reading life.

On the first day, I picked up the first book on the shelf, called "The Control and Use of Breath", which was nothing more than how to deal with the aura inhaled by the human body in order to be able to control it reasonably, and after reading nearly half of the book, Lin Muye fell asleep in a daze.

It doesn't matter if you sleep, the night is wasted.

In the early morning, the sunlight in the heavenly realm was extremely abundant, and the dazzling light made it difficult for Lin Muye's eyes to open.

Before he could open his eyes, Lin Muye heard a quick knock on the door.

"Who?" Lin Muye rubbed his eyes lazily, walked to the door of the Divine Pavilion, and opened the door.

Outside the door stood Cheng Tian.

He rolled up his sleeves, pointed at Lin Muye and asked, "You are the new student in charge of tidying up the Divine Pavilion, right?"

Lin Muye looked at the menacing senior brother with a blank expression: "I am, what's wrong with the senior brother?"

"What's the matter, why don't you report at your house at night, don't you know that you have a fixed night check?"

"Senior Brother Fu Yishan didn't ......"

"Okay! Don't pass the buck to others!"

Before Lin Muye finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Tian.

Cheng Tian thrust his waist and continued: "Now, go to the residential area to report! and then come back to clean the Shendian Pavilion, this time I will spare you." ”

Lin Muye nodded hurriedly, feeling that although this senior brother's tone was more fierce, his personality was much better than Fu Yishan's.