When he entered the study building, Fang Ran realized that his understanding of the word "building" and the name Shangsheng Shuge was really superficial.

It is said to be a three-story study building, but in fact, this study building is built on a mountain, and the wooden exterior wall and gate only play a role as a door face.

Stepping through the door, the space inside is so open that it is almost unspeakable.

Let's put it this way, the space of the Xuanmen Archives Library is already so large that Fang Ran is amazed, but this library has almost hollowed out a mountain, which is really vast and boundless.

The bookshelves two zhang high and one zhang wide are spread out in rows, neatly and neatly, with a touching sense of magnificence.

The faint scent of ink, the smell of wood on the bookshelves, and the slight rusty smell of the soil and stones in the mountains make people almost can't help but relax their steps, and they are frightened by the fact that they don't know how many years have been passed down to the ancient books.

No one stopped Fang Ran at the door, and the study building was empty, feeling like Fu Tianshu had vacated the entire study building to greet him.

If it weren't for the methods of people who had seen the people who were born in the Holy Book Pavilion, just based on this scene, I am afraid that it would have to make people have a good impression of Fu Tianshu.

It's a pity that the ruler can use a boat of people as a sacrifice, and he is ruthless in the world, and it is impossible to believe that Fu Tianshu can really make such a big concession.

Four words in the same vein, but not talking.

But no matter what Fu Tianshu planned, these ancient scrolls would not be read in vain.

According to what I learned from Wu Jianzhang, the first floor of the library building is full of books collected from ordinary people, which are used for ordinary people to enlighten, which is simple and straightforward, and there is no need to pay attention to it.

Fang Ran went directly to the second floor.

The bookshelves here have been arranged with ventilation and dust-proof prohibitions, and it can be clearly seen that the attention received is far greater than that of the first floor.

Fang Ran glanced at the dark space in the depths of the second floor, and could vaguely see the staircase leading to the third floor, and from that staircase, an indescribable attraction was revealed.

It is conceivable that the most core classics of the Book Pavilion are hidden on this third floor.

Fang Ran calmed down, the corners of his mouth hooked, and then pulled back to realize, landing on the rows of bookshelves.

The shelves are arranged according to age and bibliography, and the closer you get to the ancient times, the more numerous the prohibitions become, as if they are afraid that as the years go by, these ancient books will be reduced to fragments.

Between the prohibitions, there is also a certain indescribable sense of mystery, most of which is to prevent unqualified people from reading it.

Fang Ran is naturally not among them.

He walked between the shelves and pulled out a random scroll with a cracked cover.

What a computing power the Heavenly Machine Roulette Wheel is, how thick the three fingers of this ancient scroll are, he turned it over at will from front to back, and the three breaths of time have been completely printed in the ink map.

To his surprise, after reading such an ancient book dating back 8,000 years, he felt that his suppression of the Heavenly Demon Lotus Seed was more complete.

"Is this the way of suppressing demons with the Dao of the world?" Fang Ran put the ancient book back, took out another copy in his hand, and took another three breaths to finish reading it, and returned to its place.

The degree of repression is still insignificant.

It's better than nothing...... Fang Ran looked around, and the bibliography from 8,000 years ago had already exceeded 10,000 volumes. Three breaths and one volume, the cost of this time is still too long.

Time is pressing, and the most important thing is that the atmosphere in this study building makes him faintly feel like he is being watched.

It was as if there was some kind of existence lurking in the library, waiting for him to immerse himself in the flip through and take the opportunity to pounce.

I didn't have a good heart, so tricking me into the book building was the purpose of Fu Tianshu. In this library, there are methods that he is sure will be able to suppress me?

The sword cultivator of Chongying Realm is also a formation master, and it is no longer easy to be killed by others. Only this kind of pre-arranged game can really pose some substantial threat to the other party.

He didn't need to use the Heavenly Machine Roulette to analyze it, he could guess that the overlapping and nesting formations in this study building were unprecedented in terms of quantity and quality, and they were the real means of the Heavenly Realm.

The movements under his hand stopped, Fang Ran's body shook slightly, and from his body, step by step out of a venerable sword intent phantom body, they walked to all parts of the bookshelf, reached out and took out a scroll, and looked through it as it was.

In an instant, a mountain of information poured in.

This kind of classic inherited from ancient times, which contains immeasurable wisdom, no matter which one, out of the book pavilion, is enough to set off a bloody storm.

There is a saying that is not wrong, if the things in the books in the book pavilion can be truly understood, it is definitely not trivial to temper the Dao heart.

But in the same way, the loss of mental strength is also so huge that ordinary people can hardly bear it.

Observing so many classics at the same time, it only took a moment for Fang Ran to feel as if the whole person was about to be blown up.

It's like his own divine consciousness, it's a small river, but now it's almost as much water as the entire sea that has poured in.

And the Heavenly Machine Roulette that he used to analyze this information, but ninety percent of the computing power was suppressing the Heavenly Demon Lotus Seed!

Now there are less than 10% of those who can be called at will!

Slap, slap, slap......

A few soft thumps rang out between the shelves, and then the movement of the scroll falling limply to the ground.

Fang Ran decisively shattered half of the Sword Intent Illusion Body, trying to forcibly block the observation of these classics.

However, the scrolls were pulled by the formation in the study building, and re-unfolded in front of the remaining phantom bodies, and then in a way like a great avenue empowerment, a massive amount of Dao rhyme was poured into Fang Ran's divine soul.

Anytime, for anyone, it's a great opportunity.

Being empowered by all kinds of classics that can set off a bloody storm in the Eighteen Star Fields is enough to create a heroic statue that can dominate one side.

Even at the pinnacle of the realm, these texts are still infinitely useful. Although it will not push the initiated person into the heavenly realm in one step, it will be enough to temper the cultivation of the earth realm to an incomparably solid one step in time.

Even once the earth is broken into the sky, it may be more than seven steps to achieve.

But the problem is that at this moment, Fang Ran doesn't have so much time to take it step by step and slowly comprehend.

The huge amount of Dao rhyme, which is enough to fill a sea, continues to pour into the river as if it were unreasonable.

Fang Ran's cultivation so far, what he is best at is to use the domineering and unreasonable sword intent to break the mess with you.

But now, Dao Yun, who was even stronger than his sword intent, almost wanted to use more domineering means to forcibly break his extremely strong divine soul and even Dao body.

At the same time, at this moment, a thick fog suddenly rose from outside the study building, completely isolating the rest of the buildings outside the book pavilion from the book pavilion.

The study building is not a small building in the library, and the mountain has not been hollowed out.

The outer wall of the study building is indeed an entrance, but the other end of the entrance leads to a cave mansion.

This is the real core secret place of the Upper Holy Book Pavilion.

This cave is completely isolated from the inside and outside at this moment, and no one can enter and exit at will without the permission of Fu Tianshu.

Fu Tianshu'an sat on the big chair in the main hall and said to Lin Lu with a smile: "The timing is grasped, and the magic is a peck in this drink." ”

Lin Lu expressed his doubts with some hesitation: "But Fang Ran...... I didn't go into the middle of the three-story building......"

As he spoke, he also looked at a water mirror floating in the middle of the main hall, and the water mirror was facing the current position, and he was like duckweed in the wind, crumbling.

Fu Tianshu twisted a wisp of white whiskers: "Who said that in the book building, if you go up from the first floor, it must be the second floor?"

In the Secret Realm Cave Mansion, the terrain change is only in the thoughts of the people in the main array. It's not a difficult task to put the third floor on top of the first floor and the second floor on top of the third floor.

The first floor is the most sparse and ordinary mundane writings, and Fang Ran will not take a second look at them at all.

The secret luck on the second floor was certainly passed from Wu Jianzhang's mouth to Fang Ran, but Wu Jianzhang himself did not have the opportunity to enter the second floor for details, and what he said was a very one-sided opinion.

Therefore, Fang Ran, who didn't know much about the three-story library, naturally thought that after climbing the first floor, it was the second floor that was not too dangerous.

Lin Lu looked at the study building where the fog was rising in the distance, and asked Fu Tianshu, "Teacher, what is next...... What are we going to do? Wait until Fang Ran's Divine Soul collapses, and the Dragon Palace becomes an ownerless thing again, and then we forcibly take it?"

Fu Tianshu looked indifferent, and his gaze fell on the Huangchen Heavenly Ruins, which were far away from the purple bamboo forest.

"Dragon Palace, Tianxu...... Hehe, too. There is a volume of ancient capital annotations on the third floor, which depicts the scene of the capital city where the ancient emperors of the old days lived.

"The palace town pillar town is brilliant and lucky, only this piece of emperor ruins is enough to set the foundation of the world. The Dragon Palace and the Imperial Ruins are already the only two remaining imperial cities in the world. Heaven does not exist, the underworld is destroyed, and there is nothing more suitable for being the mountain gate of eternity than this emperor ruin and dragon palace.

"Let's go, follow the teacher to collect the future foundation of the Library!"

As he spoke, Fu Tianshu had already stepped out of the purple bamboo forest and appeared in the sea of spirits.

One more step, he had already come to a place thousands of miles away from the Desolate Heavenly Ruins, and in the eyes of the Heavenly Realm Giants, this distance was not more than a stone's throw away.

The Shuge Mountain Protection Array woven in the sea of spirits, a dense interlaced spiritual thread like a spider's web, arched around Fu Tianshu, making Fu Tianshu look like a spider waiting to capture its prey.

He was far away from the Huangchen Heavenly Ruins, and then raised his hand to draw out half a talisman in the air.

The entire cobwebs suddenly expanded, enveloping the thousands of feet of floating land and forming a dense cocoon.

The spiritual thread tightened again, dragging the cocoon into the depths of the great array little by little.

Then, in this big cocoon, countless sword intents shot out in all directions, which were the eighteen array intents that Fang Ran laid down with eighteen small flags.

At this moment, letting Chen Qi and the others familiarize themselves with the purpose of the formation base was highlighted.

The sword intent severed the spiritual threads wrapped around it.

Fu Tianshu shook his head indifferently and said softly, "How could you be able to escape so easily after entering a formation that has been arranged by a formation master for so many years?"

More spiritual threads pierced out of the wedges nailed into the spiritual sea, and a tsunami rushed to the floating land.

The floating land sky that could already see the rainbow-colored spirit sea was once again covered with this large net as thin as a hair, but so tough that even Fang Ran could cut it.

The action of dragging into the depths of the large array only stayed for a short moment before starting again.

Immediately, a mountain of books was born behind the Fu Tianshu, and a thin page floated up at the top of the book mountain, on which the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with mysterious talisman seals.

The talisman detached from an ink blot, and this ink blot merged into several spiritual threads, and then these spiritual threads wrapped around the green mangs on the outside of the floating land actually pressed the green mangs a little darker.

Lin Lu stood at the edge of the purple bamboo forest, watching from a distance as Fu Tianshu almost crushed the Huangchen Heavenly Ruins, and said in a stirring mood: "Sinners are sinners after all. The world is vast, but only a corner can be glimpsed. The truly powerful array master in this heaven and earth is so powerful, I'm afraid you will never be able to imagine it. ”

From the edge of the Desolate Heavenly Ruins, a dark shadow suddenly flowed down.

The shadows mingled with the boundless darkness in the distance, mysteriously as if they didn't exist.

As soon as this shadow Fang flowed into the spiritual sea, he quickly disappeared, and the surrounding void was slightly turbulent, and he was no longer visible.

Fu Tianshu was not surprised, smiled coldly, and peeled off a talisman seal on the top of the page of the book mountain behind him.

This talisman did not attack the outside, but suddenly turned into a thin Xuan full of classics, enveloping his whole person.

"There are clouds in the saints - Qiankun Langlang!"

This is a miraculous power that is almost out of words!

As soon as the four characters of Qiankun Langlang fell, between the thin Xuan that shrouded Fu Tianshu, a dazzling glow pierced out, shining all over his body as if it were noon.

A shadow weaved through the glow, showing no signs of hesitation or slowing.

Fu Tianshu frowned slightly, but he was unmoved, and let this shadow crash into him.

There was a storm in the spiritual sea, and Fu Tianshu and Dark Heaven Monarch in the storm were unharmed on the surface.

The Dark Sky Monarch turned into the image of a black robe and a black hat, and sighed a little: "On the territory of the formation master, fighting with the formation master is really still a little troublesome. ”

Fu Tianshu's book Mountain Bo Xuan was just an introduction, and what really resisted the Dark Heavenly Monarch's lifeless was the powerful formation that had been prepared in front of the Purple Bamboo Forest a long time ago.

The Dark Heavenly Monarch's big sleeves swayed, and another dark shadow fell, but although Bo Xuan was like a cicada's wings, his tenacity exceeded his expectations too much.

All the attacks could only be on Fu Tianshu's side, opening a thin layer of ripples, and there were no waves.

"I never do anything unprepared. In the darkest, when you enter the heavenly realm, it is really a variable. But you see, as long as you know in advance that Huangchen has such an existence as you, it is not impossible to deal with it. ”

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