Yuetian Pavilion dares to use the word "Yuetian" to name it, and naturally has enough self-confidence.

This self-confidence, first of all, of course, comes from the arrogance of the head of the sect for himself, and the other point also comes from the richness of the collection of books in the Reading Heaven Pavilion.

The so-called vast sea is nothing more than that.

This kind of Yuetian Pavilion is naturally a place that thousands of cultivators yearn for, and over the years, I don't know how many cultivators have stepped here with an ambition, but nine times out of ten they have returned disappointed.

Of course, their loss is not because of the lack of books in the Yuetian Pavilion, in fact, most people will be amazed by the richness of the Yuetian Pavilion after entering the Yuetian Pavilion, and they will definitely believe that this pavilion that does not look at first glance is indeed worthy of the word "Yuetian".

It's just that...... After all, cultivators are mortals with the naked eye, how many people can read the sky?

As a result, most practitioners repeat a similar trajectory. With a heart of excitement and awe, he entered the Yuetian Pavilion, and then looked at the dazzling classics in front of him with trembling hands, nervously and excitedly looking at them for a whole day or even longer. Then, with a pair of red, swollen and excited eyes, he rushed out of Yuetian Pavilion, and when he met people, he wanted to tell the classic method and Hong Hong's masterpiece that he had just seen, but he found that his narration came to an abrupt end, and his mind was blank. As for what I saw and learned in the Yuetian Pavilion, I can't remember it at all......

It's a very interesting thing. The monks' memory ability in the Reading Heaven Pavilion seems to be surprisingly inferior, probably worse than that of a one-year-old child.

Everything I saw at that time was clearly understood, understood, and absorbed. However, once you step out of the threshold of Yuetian Pavilion, all the efforts made in it will be completely cleared.

Very few people have been able to escape this cycle.

Countless ancestors from the sect have repeated such a thing. They tried many things, but they still couldn't solve the problem.

Someone tried to steal the books, and naturally, the collection of books turned into ashes the moment they were taken out of the Reading Heaven Pavilion, and the person concerned was also kicked out of the sect.

Someone tried to copy the original text on paper, but after taking it out, it still spontaneously ignited into a ball of fireworks.

Some people have even used some extreme methods. For example, I wrote some suggestive things on my body with a big brain, but the ending was ...... Reputedly. The person concerned lay on the bed for more than three months and used a basket of pills to restore his original limbs and appearance.

Read the sky, read the sky, if you can easily see it. Naturally, it can't be called the word "reading the sky".

There are also people who know that the road to heaven is difficult. Seek innovation and difference, and save the country with curves. He simply no longer tried to bring out the classics and the like inside, but left himself in the Yuetian Pavilion, and directly followed the methods in the book to meditate and practice.

When one person came up with such an idea, a large number of people came to learn from it. Among them, some of them practiced in the pavilion for one day, some of them brought enough food and drink to practice for three days and two nights, and even worse. Bringing a bag full of Bigu Dan, he practiced in the Yuetian Pavilion for three full months.

But. No matter how long they have been practicing in it, how miraculous the exercises they have practiced, and how amazing the increase in their cultivation is. But when they stepped out of the gate of the Yuetian Pavilion, all their cultivation was like smoke and dust, floating away.

Correspondingly, those peculiar cultivation techniques still did not remain in my mind.

This is a very sad and at the same time very infuriating thing.

It's like a curse in the dark, and everyone knows that there is a lot of gold and silver to be consumed, but it can only be seen from afar, not desecrated. It doesn't seem to have any other effect than being eye-catching.

But it's there again. As the tallest building in the entire Congzong Academy, every monk who walks into the Congzong Academy every day will see this temptation like a pavilion in the sky, arousing a trace of desire in the bottom of their hearts, but it will eventually turn into a sigh.

It's like a woman who can never get it, and the attraction in her body multiplies with the increase of time, and it will never melt. What's more, this "woman" is indeed not monolithic. It has also smiled at ordinary people, and some people have become its "guests".

But such a character is inappropriate to describe it as "few". Because in fact, in the past few decades, Liu Chuan is the only one who has been able to taste the taste of reading the sky.

As for Yanagawa himself, he seems to be just an ordinary middle-aged man, there is nothing special about him, and even his talent for cultivation is very ordinary.

Liu Chuan is already thirty-six, and the waist card he wears can go up to the third floor of the Yuetian Pavilion. Therefore, for most of the day, he would wander around the Yuetian Pavilion and leave at dusk.

For so many years, Yuetian Pavilion only had a blue eye for him Liu Chuan, so Liu Chuan also took on the task of cleaning Yuetian Pavilion, every morning and dusk, as if he was provincial, coming on time, leaving on time, and cleaning from time to time. Even the occasional broken scrolls were copied and completed by him Liu Chuan.

Liu Chuan has been in Yuetian Pavilion for more than ten years, and he can remember and memorize many things in books. Someone had also asked him to inform him of the cultivation methods in the Yuetian Pavilion, and Liu Chuan himself had no intention of hiding it, but it was very interesting that at this time, the curse that belonged to the Yuetian Pavilion alone would unleash its energy again.

If Yanagawa writes down what he remembers, the paper will be burned in an instant. If he said it, he would lose his voice for a short time. If someone expects to ask some questions in a simple way of nodding and shaking their heads, Yanagawa will be blind and deaf for a short time.

This is a very scary and headache problem, and for more than ten years, no one has been able to solve it, and everyone has given up this idea.

There have also been many people who have complained to the head of the courtyard about the matter of Yuetian Pavilion. If books are for people to read, why put that ban?

And the head of the hospital sneered at this kind of complaint and question in most cases. Only when he was in a very happy mood did the old man reveal the truth, and this sentence was also spread far away from the sect through the mouths of many people.

"This confinement was already set up when the hospital was first established, and no one could break it."

Such a sentence was like a cold rain covering the sky, pouring cold on everyone from the sect outside of Yanagawa.

Since then, Yuetian Pavilion has really become an ornament of the Congzong Academy.

Except, of course, Yanagawa .

There are many people who are jealous of Liu Chuan, they don't understand how Yuetian Pavilion accepted him as a stupid boy, in their opinion, Liu Chuan's qualifications are too ordinary, and in Yuetian Pavilion for more than ten years, the realm has still not reached the peak level. If you were to be yourself, I am afraid that you would have already soared into an immortal.

This is what many people think.

Liu Chuan had heard a lot of cynicism, but his mind did not waver too much, and he was never in a hurry.

This person usually has no friends and is alone, but when he interacts with people, he is also harmonious, which makes people feel a little like a spring breeze.

However, the gun shot the first bird. No matter how much he is like a spring breeze, his encounter will also make others red.

People are always such vain creatures. When you fall into a trough, you can't see the good of others, and you can't wait to drag everyone else in, so that you can find some balance.

This is the weakness of human nature, and it is also the reason why Yanagawa has become more and more alone in the past ten years.

On this day, Yanagawa also came to Yuetian Pavilion early as usual and began to carry out a simple sweeping.

He likes to start cleaning from the ground floor, because compared to other floors, there are quite a few people who occasionally enter here.

But most of the people who come here are new to the sect, or some people who are unwilling and want to try it again.

These people come and go, stop for a while, and leave, and they don't come back for a long time.

Therefore, Yuetian Pavilion is actually very quiet and clean, especially the places above the first floor, which are rarely polluted with mortal dust.

Liu Chuan likes this kind of Yuetian Pavilion very much, it is quiet and satisfying.

He would pick up a feather duster and bounce the dust off the books. Tidy up some of the messy books, and if there are some defacements, he will take them out and take care of them or copy them again, depending on the degree of defacement.

After spending a long time here and transcribing more times, Yanagawa remembers almost all the books in Chinese. He also has a ** to share, but he knows that these things can only be kept in his heart, and there is no time in this life not to vomit unpleasantly.

In the evening of this day, Liu Chuan, who was casually flipping through a book of idle door methods on the third floor, suddenly heard the opening of the door of Yuetian Pavilion.

Liu Chuan's hand flipping through the book paused, but he didn't care too much, thinking that it was a new monk, and he didn't know the magic of Reading Heaven Pavilion, so he was interested in exploring the treasure at the front desk.

Thinking of this, Yanagawa sighed and shook his head.

The place of reading the sky is extremely lonely in the end.

Not paying attention to him, Yanagawa continued to study his books, and after meditating for a while, he looked at the hours outside, and felt that it was almost over, so he put the books back in their places and went downstairs.

As he passed by the first floor, Yanagawa saw a young monk.

It was a young man, who looked very resolute and resolute, and even the eyes that he casually looked at had a blade like a blade.

This young man is naturally Xu Zhefeng.

Yanagawa looked at him huddled in the corner and studied the "Revised Record", and sighed softly in his heart.

He didn't open his mouth to disturb Xu Zhefeng, nor did he advise him not to waste any more time here, but bowed slightly to him from afar and left.

Walking out of the gate of Yuetian Pavilion, Liu Chuan looked at the slightly reddened sky outside, sniffed the moist air, and thought to himself that it seemed that snow was about to fall today.

Tightening his collar, Yanagawa left in the cold wind. (To be continued......)