The remnant sun was like blood, staining half of the sky red. The sky was a dark blue, a striking contrast to the half-red sky. On top of this mountain, there are a number of ancient buildings on stilts. Like the Morning Dew Peak, this is a peak called Twilight.

"Women are really scary. "White Night stood in front of the mountain gate of Twilight Peak, he gasped, sweat soaking through his clothes. If he hadn't escaped fast enough, he might never have escaped from the encirclement of his senior sisters. Thinking about it, there is only the Scripture Pavilion, which can be used as his hiding place for the time being.

Bai Ye stepped on the snow and walked towards the mountain gate step by step. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a ten-storey ancient building, towering in the group of buildings, above the twilight peak, the group of buildings stand side by side, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is located in it, it seems to be an inconspicuous existence.

I saw Bai Ye stepping into an ancient alley, and in the narrow ancient alley, there were bursts of pipa sounds from time to time, and the tone turned sad and desolate. In the past few years of his time at Morning Dew Peak, he had already clearly understood the characteristics of the Ten Peaks of the Star Silence Sect.

It is rumored that the people of Twilight Peak, from the Twilight Peak Lord Zero Night, down to the ordinary disciples under his sect, are all proficient in the Dao of Music and Rhythm. In other words, they entered the Tao through music and embarked on the path of cultivation through music.

At the same time, the disciples of Twilight Peak are also the special disciples of the entire Star Silence Sect, because their selection criteria are not only to be proficient in the Rhythm Dao, but also from the moment they enter the peak, they are already disciples of the Guardian Pavilion. Their cultivation strength is naturally tested.

From the moment Bai Ye stepped into this ancient alley, Luo Qianying's words were recalled in his mind: "Every new disciple has to face the challenge of the pavilion keeper when they enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the first time. Sure enough, as he reached the seventh step, a shrill sound rang out.

It was the sound of a broken string, and with it, an invisible and constantly humming sound blade. The sound blade slashed straight at him, and when the sound blade slashed at Bai Ye's body, it pierced through directly. "Ding!" the sound blade slashed against the wall beside it, making the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Bai Ye's figure dissipated and reappeared farther away, and he continued to walk towards the Scripture Pavilion. The continuous sound of the pipa suddenly stopped for a moment, and then became like rain hitting plantains, violent and fierce. Even the style of the music changed accordingly, from tactful and sad to angry and violent.

Sound blades appeared out of thin air, stagnating in mid-air, encircling the White Night, trapped in their encirclement. "Ding~" was another sound of broken strings, and the sound blades that were stagnant in mid-air suddenly rioted, and they shot towards the white night.

However, they still hit the afterimages that remained in place. When the sound of the lute stopped, when Bai Ye wanted to continue to raise his feet to take a step forward, he found that he could no longer move a single inch.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

"Interesting. Bai Ye smiled. The supreme attack method of the way of music and rhythm, he has lived for a billion years, and he has not seen it. The supreme powerhouse of the demon clan, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the head of the top ten golden crows, when the Lich War in the Flood Era was warned, he only relied on one minute, and he looked down on countless witch powerhouses.

At the beginning of the Flood Era, the ancient saint Pangu God opened the heavens and the earth, and since his fall, his companion artifact opened the heavens and the god axe for three points. One of them is the Donghuang Bell in the hands of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. It is rumored that when this bell is shaken, the sun and the moon lose color, and the universe is reversed, so that all those who hear the bell have no beginning and no end, and their bodies and deaths disappear.

The pavilion keeper in front of him, although he is also proficient in the way of music and rhythm, is not enough to see in front of Bai Ye. Black and white demonic power rose from his body, and the power of the rhythm that imprisoned him was shocked, and it dissolved into nothingness and dissipated into the air.

"Your Excellency, who is He Feng from?" a woman's voice came. It's a little ethereal. "In the lower morning dew peak, white night. Bai Ye bent down and saluted, reining in the Fan Li demon power rising above his body, this is just a test, and there is no need to move the real thing. Otherwise, he could go directly into the ancient building and kill this woman by killing the emperor.

"It turned out to be Sister Leng Chen's person. When Bai Ye raised his head, he saw a woman in a blue and black ancient dress standing in front of him. "Twilight Peak, Twilight Yunyue, I have seen Senior Brother Bai Ye. Seeing that the woman also saluted him, Bai Ye couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

"Senior Brother Bai Ye, don't be surprised, you are the personal disciple of Lord Luofeng, and your status is naturally much higher than ours. Hearing this explanation, Bai Ye was relieved. He then took Luo Qianying's oracle out of the spatial ring and handed it to Twilight Yunyue.

Seeing this, Du Yunyue naturally understood, and with a wave of her jade hand, at the end of the ancient alley, an ancient building slowly opened the quaint and tall gate. "Thank you. Bai Ye took the hand she handed over, nodded his head, and then entered the ancient building in a flash.

"Sister Leng Chen's little junior brother is a wonderful person. Twilight Yunyue smiled indifferently, and then Lianbu gently moved back to the room. In the ancient alley, the sound of pipa sounded again, and this time the sound was full of melodious and relaxing feelings.

Inside the ancient building, Bai Ye has already stepped into the first floor. There is no one in this scripture pavilion, and I don't know if it is really empty or if the pavilion keeper deliberately hid it. The white night swept at a glance, covering an area of thousands of square meters, with many bookshelves, it was really a sea of books.

He took a copy and flipped through it, but after counting the hours, Bai Ye shook his head in disappointment. The content of this book is not what he wants at all, this is an ordinary book of exercises suitable for monks in the foundation building period, but it can barely be regarded as superior.

For Bai Ye, this kind of exercise is useless at all. But he stayed on the first floor. With the improvement of his cultivation, he had already discovered that this piece of heaven and earth was too different from the Flood Desolation Continent in the Flood Era.

The Cultivator of the Wasteland, when building the foundation, used the method of spiritual veins, not the sea of qi. To put it bluntly, this method of spiritual veins is just a mutation of the method of the bloodline of the demon clan. What's more, in this heaven and earth, the will of the Heavenly Dao is incomplete, which can be seen from the time he passed away.

To practice in this kind of world, if Bai Ye keeps going on according to the cultivation method of his previous life, he will not be able to say that the day he will achieve his enlightenment will be the time when he will die again. After all, times are different.

In three days, he had read half of the books on this floor. The white night shuttles quietly between the sea of books, like a ghost. Finally, he stopped. Then, head straight to the second floor.

Snowflakes are falling one after another, in Luo Qianying's ice cave mansion

"Master, the little junior brother of the white night ......" At this moment, Shuanglu looked anxious, in her psychological cognition, the little junior brother disappeared because of him. "It's okay, he's fine. Luo Qianying was very calm, Bai Ye's kid's whereabouts in the entire Star Silence Sect were all known to her.

"Stand down. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

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Bai Ye walked up the stairs of the first floor, but as soon as he took this first step, he felt a huge sense of oppression, an invisible pressure oppressing his body. Bai Ye was indifferent, his footsteps moved slightly, and he still walked towards the second floor.

Every time he stepped on a higher step, the oppressive force would grow a few points. But fortunately, this level of oppressive force is nothing to him. "Sect Master, Bai Ye has already stepped into the second floor. A disciple dressed in blue and black reported to Xiao Yuanhe.

"Okay, you go down. Xiao Yuanhe waved his sleeves, and a light curtain appeared in the hall of the Extreme Ice Peak. The boy above the light curtain is the white night. Like Luo Qianying, Xiao Yuanhe was also silently paying attention to Bai Ye, the difference was that he wanted to see how far this young man could go out.

After all, he is very likely to be Luo Qianying's person who should be robbed. Above the light curtain, the white-haired young man resolutely climbed the second floor. He was reading in the sea of books on the second floor, trying his best to comprehend this era, the cultivation system of the monks of this realm.

While pursuing strength, we must not lose our hearts. Bai Ye flipped through all the books as much as he could, and the collection of books in the Scripture Pavilion was so varied that it was still difficult to understand. As he walked and watched, he collided with an oncoming person.

Bai Ye raised his head and looked at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, who was this person not Ye Qingyan. "Brother Ye also has such Yaxing?"

"Not as serious as you, haha. Ye Qingyan chuckled and shook the paper fan in his hand. Bai Ye looked at Ye Qingyan, who looked like a handsome boy in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart. Since the two met, along the way, it can be regarded as a good friend.

"White Night, don't come unharmed. ”

"Each other, each other. Haha" Hakuya chuckled and looked at the three floors. "White Night, do you want to go up three floors?"

"Hmm. Bai Ye put down the book in his hand, waved his hand at Ye Qingyan, and then walked to the third floor. It's still the same oppressive force, but this time the oppressive force is far from being comparable to when you first climbed the second floor.

From the second floor to the third floor, the force of oppression increases almost exponentially. By the temples of the white night, green tendons appeared, and with every step he took up, he tried his best to endure it. This feeling of being like using the flesh against the weight of the mountains is far from being something that a monk can bear.

The sound of crackling sounded from Bai Ye's body, and Bai Ye silently carried the "Demon God Transformation", which was a barrier, and for him, it was also a rare opportunity to cultivate. Behind him, Ye Qingyan stared at the back and couldn't speak for a long time.

What is he fighting for? That woman, or is it something else?" He remembered what his grandfather had said to him before he left the Southern Regions. Perhaps, I should follow in his footsteps...... Ye Qingyan thought so.

He came to the staircase and finally took the first step.

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Three stories of stairs, the white night still stays on the stairs. Although, only one step away......