Taihong's thoughts turned, the light of the mountains and rivers was still there, and the large number of bookcases around him disappeared in pieces. But Rao is mountain and river beads are absorbed fast enough, but it still took him more than half an hour to take away all the bookcases, and the huge amount is really not to be underestimated.

After all the bookcases on the first floor were taken away, Tai Hung walked in the direction of the exit of the palace, where there was a staircase that spread upwards to the top ten zhang above his head, apparently leading to the second floor.

Tai Hong walked up the stairs, and the prohibitions in front of him all retreated, obviously these prohibitions were also changed by the last old master, otherwise Tai Hong would not have been able to walk freely in this scripture pavilion unharmed.

Entering the second staircase, you will see a lot fewer bookcases, even less than one-tenth of the first floor. But even so, the number is still terrifying, and I am afraid that there are about 100,000 bookcases. He looked for some and looked through it carefully, and found that a large part of the exercises here were incomplete, but there were also monks who made up for them later, obviously it should be that after the Lei Gong Immortal Sect collected the exercises, someone here specially deduced and perfected the incomplete exercises to make up for the defects.

Taihong's eyes couldn't help but light up, he was now a cultivator at the twelfth level of the Mortal Realm, and he was only one step away from the Divine Pill Realm. However, his exercises could only be cultivated to the Divine Pill Realm, and if he wanted to break through the Yuan Shen Realm, he needed to deduce the subsequent parts of the exercises by himself.

How difficult it is to just deduce the subsequent part of an exercise, just like recreating a practice yourself, it is impossible to create something out of nothing. Now that he has the idea of deducing the exercises of his predecessors in these exercises, this is undoubtedly extremely precious to him, and it has an extremely huge effect on his deduction of subsequent exercises.

"Take it away, take it all. Tai Hung began to sweep, and the pieces of bookcases began to disappear, and the mountains and rivers were like a bottomless black hole, including all the bookcases, and after a quarter of an hour, he took them away.

On the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is no difference from the previous situation, but the number of bookcases is less, but each book is an extremely precious cultivation method, Taihong looked through a book at random, and found that this exercise is much stronger than the family heirloom exercises of his martial family.

The martial artist has laid a foundation with a few exercises of the realm of the Divine Pill, and any one thrown here can create a martial artist, and its preciousness can be imagined.

"Cause and effect are really getting bigger and bigger!" Taihong didn't bother to look at it again, there will be time in the future. The mountains and rivers were mobilized by him again, and the bookcases were taken away by him piece by piece, and there was no trace of them after a while.

When all the bookcases on the third floor were taken away by him, Taihong turned around and scanned it, and found no omission, so he turned around and entered the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is a place where monks of the Yuan Shen Realm can enter, and the exercises placed here are all directly connected to the Yuan Shen Avenue, any one of them is spread out, I am afraid that it will cause a bloody storm in a state, any one can create a thousand-year sect, and there are nearly a hundred bookcases here, and there are more than a dozen secret books on each bookcase, and it is conceivable that there are at least thousands of Yuan Shen exercises here.

"No wonder the Immortal Sect is so powerful, and there are even only a handful of Immortal Sects that have been broken down for tens of thousands of years. There are a large number of exercises as the foundation of the monks, coupled with the guidance of the predecessors of the sect, why not worry about the sect. He raised his hand to collect all the bookcases and walked towards the fifth floor.

There are fewer exercises on the fifth floor than on the fourth floor, but there are still dozens of bookcases placed on it. The difference, though, is that the bookcases are placed in a different place. There are the most bookcases in the outermost part and fewer and fewer in the inwards. Taihong was a little surprised, these bookcases seemed to be very different from the positions placed on the four floors below!

Curious, Taihong took out a jade cylinder, and his divine sense reached out to quickly read the information inside. "Cold Ancient Technique, Ice Attribute Cultivation Technique, the highest level of the Three Realms of Wind Tribulation. After scanning the exercises, his face was also a lot more cautious, this exercise is really profound, Rao is the exercise he practiced is the most perfect foundation building method, for the mystery in this exercise still feels a little obscure, it takes a lot of time to understand.

"The three layers of the Wind Tribulation, in this way, the nine rows of bookcases with different levels correspond to the nine different levels of the Wind Tribulation Realm. He took a few more exercises to look at, and sure enough, as he guessed, the exercises placed in the nine rows of bookcases corresponded to different levels.

Take it all, take it all. Taihong waved his hand and moved all the bookcases away, he didn't plan to keep one of the things here, anyway, this cause and effect is big enough, it's a big deal that he will leave all these exercises in the future, pass them on, and go to cause and effect.

He stepped up to the sixth floor, and the scene that caught his eyes made him stunned for a moment, to his surprise, there were more bookcases on the sixth floor than on the fifth floor, and even more, almost as much as the fourth floor.

"Above the Wind Tribulation is already the level of Near Immortals, there should be fewer exercises at this level, how can there be more. Taihong's eyes swept away, his eyes couldn't help blinking, he saw two alchemy words in front of a row of bookcases.

"Alchemy?" he seemed to think of something, and continued to walk to the next row of bookcases, and two other words came into his eyes, refining.

It was followed by formations, supernatural powers, and spells, until the nine bookcases in the last row, and the handwriting on them was the word Gongfa.

"Foundation, this is the real foundation of a big faction!" Rao is Taihong is accustomed to seeing a large number of exercises placed in front of him, but in the face of the jade cylinder placed on the sixth layer, he not only sighed. Although the exercises are the foundation of the great faction, a large sect is like a big tree, if you want to grow, it is not enough to just have the foundation, you also need a large number of roots to absorb nutrients, so that the big tree can grow stronger.

These formations, supernatural powers, spells, 、、、、 all kinds of formations in front of the two of them are like the root system under a big tree, as long as these roots are there, the big tree can absorb nutrients and grow, if there is only one taproot, no matter how good the tree is, it can't become a towering tree.

"Take it all, take it all. With a wave of his hand, Tai Hung began to remove all the bookcases. Although he does not take the avenues of alchemy, refining 、、、、, etc., these avenues are the fruits of the wisdom of his predecessors, and they are their understanding of the avenues, he does not need to refine these avenues, he only needs to understand the essence of these avenues and turn them into his foundation.

Having collected all the bookcases, Taehong strode up the stairs to the seventh floor. The staircase was long, long, and the walls around it seemed to disappear completely, except for the dark void, and a faint path of light at his feet guided him in the direction he was heading.

Time seemed to stop here, and no matter how far he went, there was still darkness ahead, only the path under his feet remained the same from beginning to end.

Taihong showed a trance-like expression, this scene seemed to have been seen by himself. When his memory awakened, among the endless memories he got from him, there was a memory that was extremely similar to the one in front of him. The situation before him was so similar to what he was then.

It's just that he was confused and didn't know where to go at that time, but now I am not confused, maybe not firm, but it doesn't mean that I won't persevere. He went step by step, one day, two days, three days、、、 one year, two years, ten years、、、、

I don't know how many years have passed, his figure has become more and more lonely, this void seems to be infected by his loneliness, he is a lone traveler on the road.

"Darkness can't cover my Dao heart, and time can't wipe out my will, it's broken. A hoarse but unusually indifferent voice echoed, and the void that had plagued him for countless years around him began to vibrate, and a series of hideous cracks began to spread all over the space, white light leaked out of the cracks, and a new breath poured into this void, completely removing the loneliness that had submerged the entire space.

"Shattered!" The flat but incomparably firm voice echoed, and the space that had already been broken collapsed inch by inch at this moment, drowning in infinite light.

Taihong not only squinted his eyes, but also looked at the seventh-floor scripture pavilion that came into view.

There was no joy in his eyes, only the unfazed flatness of Gu Bo, as if nothing could disturb his emotions.

"Is this some kind of test for the Immortal Road, or is it just to test the firmness of the monk's Dao heart!" Tai Hong couldn't guess this, so he shifted his gaze and looked at the seventh-layer Scripture Pavilion.