As soon as the two stepped inside, they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info endless bookshelves, rows and rows, neat and tidy, it is hard to imagine how many books Wang Lao has collected.

On the mottled shelves, some books actually shine brightly, colorful, illuminating the interior of the room, the light is strange, and the air is filled with a fragrance, which makes people fascinated.

Wang Lao said with a smile: "This scripture pavilion is the book I have collected in this life. ”

"Old man, how many people's treasures have you looted?" Wang Yuan was skeptical.

The two of them felt the subtle strange fluctuations emanating from the books, as if they were nothing, it was elusive, and there was a breath flowing through history, which was inexplicably sad like a sea of vicissitudes.

"I said, these books won't all become fine, why are they all shining!" Wang Yuan muttered softly, and casually took down a book called "Yin and Yang".

Xiao Yu's heart moved, and he wondered, "Could it be a book about Yin and Yang?" As Wang Yuan flipped over, the opening chapter reads, "Chaos is broken, and there is yin and yang in heaven and earth." Man is the spirit of all things, and although there is yin and yang in the body, there is an imbalance. ”

"Yes, the human body originally has yin and yang, for example, men's qi and blood are strong, yang is vigorous, women are soft, and yin is water." Xiao Yu thought of this, and suddenly made an "ah", and had already guessed the general content of this book.

Sure enough, when Wang Yuan turned to the second page, it was a picture of naked men and women living in spring, lifelike, and the side of the picture was annotated with dense fine characters. Xiao Yu's face burned for a while, and he hurriedly turned his head away.

Wang Yuan's face was excited, his eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Good book, good book." "While flipping through it, I praised it.

Wang Lao patted him on the shoulder, and said disrespectfully: "Look slowly, I still have a lot of things here, the night is long, the road ahead is long, you have to study hard." ”

"I hit it off with you at first sight, and I hate to see you late." Wang Yuan was stunned, and said with a smile: "The first time I saw you, I knew that you were not a good person, and you actually had so many classics in your private collection, but I like it!" ”

Wang Lao smiled: "But isn't it, you see that if you remove three points of water, it is the word king, maybe we were a family in the last life." Come, I'll show you a more vivid book. With his left hand, a blue book flew through the air.

Wang Yuan caught it with his hand, Fang Yi opened it, his eyes widened, his saliva almost flowed out, and he smiled from ear to ear and said: "Very good, very yellow, very violent, peerless good book!" ”

Xiao Yu frowned, and said with some embarrassment: "I'll go take a look elsewhere." ”

"Don't, what's so shy about this, it's not going to be encountered in the future, this old tooth doesn't know where to loot so many peerless books, why not take this time to learn from the experience of the predecessors." Wang Yuan Zhenzhen, turned the page again, and exclaimed: "This man is a god, and he fights eight immortals alone!" ”

Wang Lao touched Wang Yuan's head "kindly" and said with a smile: "Look at this child, how advanced his thoughts are." ”

"Look at the obscene and filthy looks of you two." Xiao Yu looked at the old and the young, and felt sorry for each other, and he couldn't wait to kick one person and one foot outside the planet, and he couldn't come back.

Wang Yuan's face turned straight when he heard this, and he said righteously: "Old teeth, do you hear it, my brother Xiao Yu is talking about you, you see that you are a lot of grades, and your teeth are about to fall out, so you know that you are nesting in this kind of place that does not see the light of day, and you are studying this kind of book that is not suitable for children." ”

Xiao Yu couldn't help but glance at him in surprise when he saw him change so quickly. I only heard him snort heavily, and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Old man, the master told you, if you don't hand in all those books that are not suitable for children today, don't want to let the master go back!" ”

"it!" Xiao Yu didn't linger any longer, and turned to leave.

I don't know how big this scripture pavilion is, Xiao Yu walked for about half an hour, but there is still no end, and he is afraid that there is no bigger collection of books in the world.

Xiao Yu walked and looked, along the way, the books he took down were either beautiful books of living spring, or books of evil cultivation, which made him look at the endless bookshelves, and he had the urge to burn them all, and also re-examined Wang Lao's moral cultivation.

Suddenly, a chilling wave of fluctuations and vibrations, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, like a sword qi dancing, making the air a little colder.

Xiao Yu's heart froze, and he looked intently, on the bookshelves full of age, the sharp sword qi emanated from the books, and he vaguely saw a faint figure dancing with a sword in the book, and the sword qi was agitated.

"This ...... Are these books really a success? Xiao Yu took down a copy casually, and with a "click", a crystal clear bead fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, the beads were shining, and his hands were smooth, puzzled: "What kind of beads is this?" Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the book in his hand, and immediately raised his eyebrows and laughed.

This crystal clear bead is called a "mirage bead", and according to the book, this mirage bead can record what you see, which is equivalent to a notepad. Although the function is small, it is like a divine object in Wang Lao's scripture pavilion at the moment.

Xiao Yu swallowed the "Mirage Bead" in one bite according to the method he wrote, put it in his abdomen, and carried the exercises, only to feel that his ears and eyes were refreshed, and even his divine consciousness became broader.

After remembering all the use of the "Mirage Bead", he put the book back and took down another one, as soon as Fang opened it, he felt that the sword was out of the sheath, and the cold light was pressing, this book was nameless, but the book was described like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

"This is the world's lost swordplay!" Xiao Yu was like a treasure, the book in his hand was very hot, and he immediately picked up the "mirage bead" to read it slowly and study it carefully.

Although the text is ancient and obscure, Xiao Yuzong loves to study ancient texts in the academy, and he can't understand it for a while, but with the assistance of mirage beads, it is not urgent.

The swordsmanship focuses on the word idea, the intention moves with the heart, the head of the person is taken thousands of miles away, and even the idea hooks the heaven and the earth, and the king of all things is a soldier!

After reading the Imperial Sword Technique, Xiao Yu couldn't wait to take down the other books and read them hungrily, but in a moment, he had finished reading hundreds of them.

Some books, the words are bitter and difficult to understand, and some of the words are simple and concise, without half a spell and charm, but every word and sentence is like thunder and lightning that slashes into Xiao Yu's heart, shocking and difficult to calm.

"I can't imagine that there are so many Qimen exercises in the world!" Xiao Yu whispered, and for a while, the willows and flowers were bright, as if he had stepped step into a magnificent and colorful magical world.

Wang Lao's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion seems to have recorded and collected many lost classics since ancient times, such as "Five Elements and One Qi Knife", "Seventy-two Changes", "Mending Heaven", "Zhuxian Kendo", ...... There are countless of them, they are too amazing, if these books flow to the outside world, they will undoubtedly make some old antiques and famous saints hot.

In addition to the divine thaumaturgy, there are also some unavoidable mental methods, which are written by ancient sages, all of which have their own uniqueness.

With the help of the Mirage Bead, he read extremely fast and tirelessly, some of which he devoured, and some of which he wrote down word by word.

Xiao Yu read the Bible scriptures, as if in the vast universe, the vast starry sky, walking through one after another brilliant stars.

In addition, there are unknown historical records, and he can be seen sometimes shocked and pondered, sometimes clapped his legs and laughed, like a madman.

"There is a certain fault in history, many civilizations that have disappeared, and you can look at one or two here." Xiao Yu was shocked.

He walked in rows, his eyes carefully scanning each book, trying to find information about Fu Xi and Taihao Divine Mirror.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is really boundless, it is too big, and all the sacred books and holy books are not classified and placed, and it is undoubtedly a needle in the bottom of the sea to find the record of the Taihao Divine Mirror like the sea. There are even some books that seem to have developed consciousness and can cultivate on their own, but they seem to be sealed by powerful and terrifying taboos. When Xiao Yu approached, he burst out with a terrifying aura, murderous, so that he could only give up and unwillingly bypass.

Stopping and walking all the way, although I didn't find any relevant records of Taihao's Divine Mirror, I didn't know how many Bible scriptures I read, as if I had showered a holy baptism, and the whole person was going to be sublimated.

"This is, the Taoist Bible!" Xiao Yu is holding a purple book in his hand, called "Daozang", its body seems to be wrapped in a big road, the light is bright, and the faint fairy sound is leisurely and loud!

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!

This famous Taoist sentence shocked Xiao Yu's heart, and he suddenly felt a sense of desolation and grief and indignation.

"Hey, there are similarities with my cultivation path!" After reading "Daozang", Xiao Yu found that many places in the text were similar to the Bible he heard from Taihao Shenjing, which resonated in his body and emitted fairy sounds.

After a long time, putting back the "Daozang", Xiao Yu soothed his mind and decided to continue reading. And when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "My God, the Buddhist family is the best, the immortal martial arts are ......" was amazed and excited, and it was difficult to even speak.

"What is the origin of this old man, is he really looting other people's treasures?" Xiao Yu whispered, these scriptures are too distant and amazing, I am afraid that even the various sects do not have them.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yu suddenly shook, the seven orifices bled out, and with a "poof" sound, a mouthful of blood sprayed out. Although there are "mirage beads" to complement it, what you get is too huge, and you only feel that your head is swollen and painful, and your qi and blood are tumbling.

Some books, around Xiao Yu's cultivation to reach the realm of imperial objects, can still read the first few pages, the back handwriting is like a mist to cover the general, can not be watched, you can imagine how sacred these books are. There are even some classics that seem ordinary, but they weigh as much as tens of millions of catties, and they can't be moved or read, which is very amazing.

He reluctantly took one down with all his might, and then turned a page with great difficulty, and the words on it were just as blurry. He sat cross-legged, running the exercises, his eyes blue and misty, and he wanted to watch and polish the book.

Every word and sentence in this book is like being printed on the avenue of heaven and earth, which looks complicated and mysterious, making people want to be distracted and difficult to see.

But for a moment, Xiao Yu's eyes were in pain, his heart was horrified, he couldn't watch it anymore, and it was difficult to withstand the pressure brought by the book.

At this time, I suddenly heard a singing voice that seemed to be nothing, and I listened to it tactfully, the sound was like a heavenly sound, with a trace of laziness, such as crying and complaining, refreshing people's hearts.

"Huh? This song, this song, so familiar! Xiao Yu seemed to remember something in the depths of his mind, and it felt like he had abandoned important people, but when he remembered it carefully, he didn't remember anything.

Listening to the singing, the words and sentences slowly became clear, he felt sour, there was a kind of sadness spreading, there seemed to be a long-term regret surging in his heart, his eyes were slightly hot, and he suddenly gave up reading the divine book and went away.

"Old Tooth, come over here and help me get that book down." Wang Yuan's face was full of red light, his face was excited, and he shouted: "I called you, don't stand still." Just listening to the name, "Qiankun Double Cultivation" must be another exciting book. ”

Wang Lao didn't hear it, stared deeply into the depths of the distant corner, his eyes flashed, and he said with some excitement: "The breath of the old man." Old friend, is that you? ”

"Naturally it's me!" Wang Yuan's face was full of displeasure, and he said unashamedly: "You have time to be in a daze, grandpa, I don't have the patience to wait, hurry up and take down the book for me, otherwise I will have to enlarge my tricks." ”

Wang Lao retracted his gaze, smiled slightly, and said, "Oh, which one?" ”

Wang Yuan was overjoyed, pointed to the top of the bookshelf, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That one, that one!" ”

Wang Lao stretched out his thin hand and waved it violently, the wind in the room reversed, all the bookshelves trembled and trembled at this time, countless books flew through the air, and Wang Yuan was instantly submerged like a torrential rain.

"Alas, people are old, and their legs and feet are very inconvenient, so I just let you see enough at once." Wang Lao laughed.

"Grass your ancestor eighteen!" In the mountain-like pile of books, Wang Yuan's roar was heard, and with a "bang", the "book mountain" exploded.

Wang Yuanxiong stood up proudly, and said angrily: "Old teeth, come here, I will make your chrysanthemum as brilliant as the sun......

"Boy, alas, in a few hours the sky will be bright, and how much you can learn depends on your creation."

looked around, but there was no figure of Wang Lao, only his incomparably bold voice fluttering, coming from afar.