Yuetian Pavilion was probably too well repaired, and when Xie Xiaoman's footsteps stepped on the stairs leading to the second floor, he still didn't make the slightest sound.

The absence of sound when pushing the door may not be noteworthy, but now, the entire building is empty, there is no half of a figure, and the footsteps are completely absorbed by the surrounding spirit array, all of this shows a trace of weirdness.

Xie Xiaoman held the book, looked at the stairs that were still halfway there, and suddenly felt as if he had knocked down something, stopped, and a faint halo was revealed.

This scene is somewhat familiar, Xie Xiaoman remembered that he had seen it at the door of Yuetian Pavilion just now.

This appears to be a spirit array for identification, somewhat similar to the structure of the Spirit Wall, but obviously much more complex than the Spirit Wall.

I took out the waist card and pressed it, and the aura was clearly felt, and it lit up in an instant, like a scanner. But for some reason, that layer of aura gradually dimmed and returned to its original appearance, but it was still standing there, blocking Xie Xiaoman's progress.

Xie Xiaoman frowned, tried again, and the result was still the same.

"Tenth-class walking, you can only read on the first floor, you can't go upstairs." Overhead, Yanagawa's voice was heard.

Xie Xiaoman looked up, and saw Liu Chuan standing at the end of the stairs, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at himself condescendingly, his eyes were faintly scrutinized.

Xie Xiaoman was slightly silent when she heard this, she looked at the waist card engraved with the word "ten" in her hand, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"I told you yesterday that in a place like this. If you offend someone, there is no way to wipe your ass for you. Yanagawa tilted his head slightly, "Actually, yesterday's incident was very simple. If you apologize to Qiao Shan, everything may be treated as if it didn't happen, he can change you to a sixth-class walker, and now you can also go up to the second floor generously. Or, you didn't want to do that kind of eye-catching thing yesterday morning, and now you're facing a different situation. ”

Liu Chuan looked at Xie Xiaoman with a smile: "From the regulations of the sect." After the entry waist card is done, the level is no longer directly brilliant, and it can only be increased level by level. Sixth-class walking is required to go up to the second floor. Unless you suddenly become the deputy head of the house, you can only accumulate through work little by little and wait for the right move. ”

He flicked the sleeves of his robe casually, and the cloud was light: "Presumably." So far. You've regretted what you did yesterday. ”

"I've done everything, what's there to regret." Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly, "Dare to ask, is there paper and pen on the second floor?" ”

Liu Chuan frowned slightly, a little incomprehensible, after Xie Xiaoman knew the whole story, why he could be so indifferent, and did not show any regret. And for her doubts. Yanagawa shook his head: "There is no pen and paper, as far as I know. The whole building is not there. ”

"I see." Xie Xiaoman nodded, "Then, for me, the first floor is enough now." As for the second floor, and the higher floors above, I don't need it for the time being. If I need to go upstairs, I'll naturally figure it out. ”

Speaking of this, Xie Xiaoman suddenly thought of Xu Zhefeng's pride, so he added: "I can naturally climb it." ”

If you want to do it, you can do it.

Xie Xiaoman expressed such a meaning.

Yanagawa understood this, so he couldn't help laughing.

He has seen people who are so proud that they are arrogant, but it is really rare to see someone who is so arrogant.

So Liu Chuan looked at Xie Xiaoman again, still condescending, but this time he looked very carefully.

"I never asked your name." Yanagawa spoke.

"Xie Xiaoman."

"Good name." Yanagawa nodded, and without further ado, he disappeared from the view of the stairs with a slight step.

Xie Xiaoman looked at the empty staircase again, and realized that the voices of the two of them actually caused echoes in this attic, again and again, although slight but vibrating back and forth, as if an illusion.

Six floors.

Sixth-class walking is required to ascend to the second floor.

So, what kind of books are placed in those floors further up? What kind of person can have the opportunity to touch and read.

Xie Xiaoman thought about it, a little yearning, but he was quickly involved in the matter in his hand.

If she didn't have a pen and paper, and she couldn't carry it to the Yuetian Pavilion, all she could do was memorize the mantra.

Xie Xiaoman smiled, thinking that it was finally time for him to raise his eyebrows. In the fantasy of later generations, she played the best aspect of learning since she was a child, that is, classical Chinese, not because of anything else, but simply because she is very good at memorizing things, especially good at memorizing classical Chinese.

Taking the book back to the place where he came, Xie Xiaoman opened the page and began to recite it silently.

The mantra is not short, about 300 words, but the difficulty is that it is more like some peculiar language than Chinese. Every word is recognized, but when combined, it has no substantive meaning.

This is similar to the ghost drawing talisman written on the seal, presumably a method to stimulate the vitality of heaven and earth, closer to the existence of machine language.

Xie Xiaoman had no choice but to memorize it, fortunately, there were some homophonies and other things that could help with memory, but even so, by the time she finished reciting and walked out of Yuetian Pavilion, it was already three poles in the sun.

Repeating the words of the mantra in his head, Xie Xiaoman walked quickly, found a room at random and rushed in, looking for paper and pen everywhere.

Regardless of the astonishment and incomprehension of the others in the room, Xie Xiaoman hurriedly wrote out the mantra he had memorized so as not to forget it later.

Xie Xiaoman finished writing quickly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeve. Raising his head with a smile, he wanted to thank and explain to the others in the room, but what he saw in the afterglow made Xie Xiaoman stunned suddenly.

The piece of paper that had just finished writing the spiritual wall mantra was burning inexplicably under her nose, and it turned into ashes in an instant.

The burning did not implicate anything else, even the pile of paper that lay next to it was now sitting there intact.

The autumn wind enters the door, the pages roll over, and the ashes are blown away.

The people in the room sighed slightly and shook their heads: "What you just wrote is something you saw in the Book of Reading Heaven Pavilion, right?" ”

Xie Xiaoman nodded subconsciously, she still couldn't understand what was happening in front of her.

"It seems that you are new here, and you don't know the rules and taboos of Yuetian Pavilion. It's not just that the books in the cabinet can't be brought out, but the contents of the books can't be put on paper, otherwise, it will be like Fang Cai. ”

Xie Xiaoman looked at the bookcase that had disappeared even the ashes, and was a little dazed.

"Moreover, the content should not be said to others, otherwise it will temporarily become mute." Seeing that Xie Xiaoman was becoming more and more depressed, this person then added, "You must have also discovered that there are not many people in Yuetian Pavilion." The reason why there are so few people is because there are too many taboos in it, and many things can only be understood in it, as long as you can't remember it, or even if it's only a little bit worse, a lot of hard work will be in vain. Unless it is a person who is born to never forget, how can he get benefits from Yuetian Pavilion.

"I see that you are new here, so I would like to advise you, although the books in it are vast and seem to be extensive, in fact, they are plunged headlong into the deep pool on the other side. Don't waste your time in Yuetian Pavilion, it's better to do some work, make more money, and exchange some things in the bazaar. ”

Xie Xiaoman was speechless for a long time, and he didn't know how long it took before he said "thank you", and his voice was a little hoarse.

She walked out of the room, feeling a little empty, and then remembered that there was still a talisman in her arms to sell to Wu, so she subconsciously walked in the direction of the market.

The late autumn sun has lost its former heat, and although it is now noon, it is still only faint, more like a smoky texture.

The voices around him gradually increased and strengthened, Xie Xiaoman raised his head, looked at the figures wandering back and forth, and heard the shouts in his ears, only then did he realize that he had walked into the market.

Stretching out his hand and patting his face, Xie Xiaoman forced himself to come to his senses and looked for the location of Wu Selling Fu in the crowd.

Wu sells talismans very easily, because he does business here all the year round, and the location of his stall is relatively fixed. When Xie Xiaoman found him, the talisman seal in the stall had bottomed out and would soon be sold out.

He took out the talisman seal from his bosom and handed it to Wu without saying a word. Wu sold the talisman and thanked him, took the talisman seal and looked at it, nodded it, and then took out two thousand yuan and handed it to Xie Xiaoman.

Xie Xiaoman nodded, didn't say much, and turned to leave.

The action was so fast that no one in the bustling bazaar noticed.

Wu sold talisman stall talisman seal suddenly increased, originally because they did not buy the talisman seal, the people who returned with a feather, after a turn back, was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a new product, couldn't help but laugh and scolded a few words Wu sold talisman to hide private, happily bought the talisman back.

Xie Xiaoman, who was carrying the money, was not in a hurry to go home, she also walked around the bazaar, and asked a few people one after another, but there was no stall selling the book "A Glimpse of the Spirit Wall".

In fact, there are very few places to sell books, and most of the things that are sold are similar to Zhiwei novels, which are not beneficial to spiritual practice.

On the contrary, I asked a person who can make a spiritual wall, and consulted the price, in a place as big as Xie Xiaoman's yard, it costs about 1,800 yuan to build a spiritual wall, but the key is that the support time may only be more than a month.

Even if the spirit wall was attacked, Xie Xiaoman couldn't immediately feel it, and the spirit wall lost its meaning, and it was really useless.

As for the formula, Xie Xiaoman proposed to buy it at a high price, but the other party was very resolute in refusing, saying that this was the treasure at the bottom of their sect's pressure box, and it must not be passed on to outsiders casually.

Xie Xiaoman was helpless for a while, thinking about the mantras he had just memorized, and he felt bottomless in his heart after all.

After all, they are all meaningless syllables, and even if you just misremember a word, the mantra will fail, how should you crack this? (To be continued......)