At this time, another purple line appeared in his soul, like a living nematode, swimming out from the depths of his soul.

Lin Yichen knew very little about this magical purple thread, he only knew that this purple thread enriched his memory, and he didn't know anything else.

Ignorant of the purple thread that appeared in the divine soul, it was really terrifying.

He immediately condensed his mind and looked inward.

Now that he has the ability to see inside, he is not completely unable to understand the situation in his body like before.

Shen Nian quickly moved in the direction where the purple line swam out, and he didn't know how far he had gone. Finally, in the deepest part of his soul, he saw a lotus flower that was quietly blooming.

There are no lotus leaves, just a lotus flower.

The lotus flower is five-colored, magically suspended in the soul, without stems and roots, but without a little withering, crystal like ice, warm and moist like jade.

It's very clear, but it's very hazy.

Lin Yichen seemed to be able to see it clearly, but he couldn't see it at all, it was foggy, as if it was hiding a thousand changes.

Urging the divine thoughts, I wanted to get closer, but I found that there seemed to be a layer of enchantment around the five-colored lotus, and I couldn't get too close at all.

"Could it be the legendary five-colored Xuanlian?"

The divine thoughts circled around the five-colored lotus, and Lin Yichen remembered the legend about the five-colored lotus.

According to legend, there is a kind of heaven and earth spirit treasure called the five-colored Xuanshen Lotus. It is immortal and eternal, and it can nourish the soul and help the soul to improve to the realm of cultivation.

"But what's the matter with the Purple Line?"

He knew very little about the five-colored Xuanshen Lotus, so even though he saw the place where the purple thread was emanated, he couldn't figure out what the purple thread was.

And at this moment, the purple line had already broken away from the five-colored Xuanshen Lotus and completely entered Lin Yichen's divine soul, with a big mouth, directly devouring all the memories of the "Water Yaotai Flying Body Style".

This time, Lin Yichen looked inward and saw everything clearly, and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine and his hairs stood on end.

If the purple thread wanted to devour his memory, wouldn't it be easy!

Fortunately, the purple line had no such intentions, and after swallowing the memory of the "Water Yaotai Flying Body Style", he stopped quietly.

Lin Yichen's divine thoughts quietly surrounded the purple line and suddenly closed. As expected, the purple line collapsed, dotted with stars, and turned into a martial art.

Three types of cloud walking: the first type of water inlet Yaotai flying body, the second type of eight-step wind chasing type, and the third type of flying into the sky and breaking through the sky.

This martial art is also enriched on the basis of the "Water Inlet Yaotai Flying Body Style", and the grade is higher than the "Water Inlet Yaotai Flying Body Style".

Obviously, this is a martial art.

Lin Yichen was suddenly mixed.

He naturally likes to have one more body martial arts that looks good, which is definitely a good thing for improving his combat power.

The worry is that this purple line is a mysterious anomaly, and its appearance is actually related to the newly learned exercise or martial arts, but it does not appear every time he learns a new martial art, and it does not appear when he learns martial arts such as "Tempest Sword Technique" and "Yin Hand". The purple thread seems to have its own consciousness, and when it appears, it is completely up to itself.

Thinking like this, Lin Yichen suddenly felt frightened, the purple line had his own consciousness, but he appeared to help him, maybe he had other plans.

But he couldn't figure out what the purple line was drawing.

After pondering for more than ten miles, and didn't come up with a reason, Lin Yichen shook his head, simply didn't think about it, and immediately began to cultivate the new martial arts "Three Styles of Treading Clouds" formed by the purple line.

This "Three Styles of Treading Clouds" is full of pictures and texts, and with Lin Yichen's understanding, it is not difficult to cultivate.

While hurrying, while cultivating.

Twenty miles later, Lin Yichen had basically mastered the first two styles, and the third style, the one flying into the sky and breaking through the sky, because his cultivation realm was not high enough, he couldn't jump very high, so he couldn't cultivate to the realm of breaking through the sky and breaking the clouds, and he could only rise one or two meters high, barely a "chicken rushing to the sky".

However, Lin Yichen was not entangled, he understood that some martial arts could only be cultivated if the cultivation level was high.

The "Eight Steps Chasing the Wind" was performed under his feet, and the speed was more than twice as fast as usual, and the figure moved quickly on the road, leaving a light dust.

Two hours later, Lin Yichen returned to the Qingzhu North Courtyard of Tianfeng Academy.

The strange thing is that the Qingzhu North Courtyard is unusually quiet, and not a single figure can be seen.

In the dormitory, Lin Jun was not there.

Just wondering, I suddenly saw Huang Renxu walking in from outside with a round head.

"Brother Huang, what are you doing here?"

Huang Renxu raised his eyelids, glanced at Lin Yichen, and did not answer Lin Yichen's question, and said in a snort: "Why are you still here!

"The Deadly Library is open?"

Lin Yichen, who was once a registered disciple, naturally heard the name of the Deadly Library. The Death Library is the martial arts library of Tianfeng Academy, and the reason why it is called life is that it takes the meaning of taking away the creation and changing the fate.

And the reason why this meaning is taken is because it is not that you can get martial arts by entering this library, but that you want to snatch it, and compete with other disciples with your own strength, and whoever grabs it is whom.

Martial arts are very important to every martial artist, so every disciple of the Heavenly Wind Academy who enters it is trying his best to grab it.

This is actually a kind of cultivation mechanism of the Heavenly Wind Academy, training disciples in the fierce competition.

The Death Library is opened once a year, and there is no temptation for the inner disciples and some outer disciples who have been here a lot, but for the new disciples who have just joined the Tianfeng Academy, it is definitely a place where they must go.

Lin Yichen is naturally no exception.

The Death Library contains most of the martial arts classics of Tianfeng Academy. Among them, there are many yellow-level high-grade martial arts, and even Xuan-level peerless martial arts.

If you can grab one or two, it will definitely be of great benefit to improve your own strength.

Lin Yichen turned around and left, took two steps, stopped again, and asked Huang Renxu, who was silently walking to the dormitory, strangely: "Brother Huang, aren't you going?"

"Those children's games, I'm getting old, so I won't go!" Huang Renxu said and entered the dormitory, "Go directly to the top floor to grab it, the bottom is all garbage, there is no need to rob it!"

The deadly library building is on another mountain.

The mountain peak is steep and cone-shaped, and the life-threatening library is located on it, as if it is a continuation of the mountain peak, and it is natural, piercing the sky.

There are no steps on the mountain, and there is no plank road, and I don't know how the life-threatening library was built at that time.

From a distance, Lin Yichen saw a dense number of figures on the mountain peak, climbing up, these figures were the new disciples who were about to enter the Death Library and some old foreign disciples.

"It's okay, it's not too late!".

Lin Yichen quickened his pace, performed the "Eight Steps Chasing the Wind Style", and after a while, he was under the mountain peak.

When he came to the bottom of the peak, Lin Yichen found that this peak was even steeper than what he saw in the distance, almost 90 degrees, and many places were smooth as a mirror, extremely difficult to climb.