At this moment, if someone is beside Mo Bai. You will see that the essence of heaven and earth aura is like a silk thread sinking into its body.

In Mo Bai's body, a trace of spiritual energy flowed into the sea of qi through the meridians of his whole body. In that sea of qi, which was white and black, the true qi that had been penetrated and dispersed by thunder and lightning had already re-condensed and absorbed the spiritual qi at this time.

With the passage of time, finally, the mass of true qi also underwent a certain qualitative change, and the true qi became more condensed and stronger.

Suddenly, that ball of true qi quickly spread in Mo Bai's body, and at that moment, a layer of white qi around Mo Bai's body surged, and a stream of air suddenly rose in the room, and even Mo Bai's clothes and long hair fluttered with it.

After lasting for two or three breaths, the surging true qi outside the body quickly retracted into Mo Bai's body, and the Mo Bai Sword served as a master.

When Mo Bai opened his eyes, the sun was already hanging high.

After leaving the door, the sun shone on the white face, and a trace of warmth came. Looking at the martial arts field at this time, there were hundreds of outer disciples of the Xuanmen Sect who were cultivating.

At this time, Mo Bai remembered what Elder Bai Zhou had said when he entered the entrance. Now, he can go to the library to choose a book of exercises that suits him.

In the whole outer gate, there are three main halls, on the left hand side is the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, in the middle is the Discussion Pavilion, and on the right hand side is the Library Pavilion. Walking through the martial arts field where the disciples were cultivating, after approaching, you could feel the grandeur of this hall.

Push open the heavy door hard, and a faint aroma comes to your face. As far as the eye can see, there are many bookshelves and quaint table lamps everywhere.

Looking around, there are no more than 100,000 scrolls in this hall. Ink and white come and go between the bookshelves, and there are paper rubbings, bamboo slips, stone carvings, and all kinds of classics made of animal skins.

After searching for a long time, I finally stopped in front of a tall bookshelf. "Kendo" two vigorous characters were engraved on it, and Mo Bai picked up a copy and read it.

After a moment, Mo Bai sighed softly and put the book back on the shelf. At this time, when I paid attention to it again, I found that the bookshelf about kendo was divided into four layers: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang.

On weekdays, the three of them with Zhou Muyan have also learned about martial arts exercises, and the so-called Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang is the division of strength and weakness of exercises. The heavens correspond to the gods, the earth corresponds to the immortals, the mystics correspond to the truth, and the yellow corresponds to the immortals.

And the reason why there is such a division is because each level of the exercises requires equal strength and understanding.

On the bookshelf of the Outer Gate Library, although there are four levels of classification, in essence, there are only Xuan-level and Huang-level exercises. I think it's also because of the preciousness of the heavenly and earth-level exercises, as well as the rules of the Xuanmen about the inner door and the outer door.

In the Xuanmen, those who worship the Xuanmen for the first time are all outer disciples. If you want to enter the inner gate, you need to reach the realm of truth, and you also need to have a disciple who has the potential to enter the realm of ascending immortals.

After that, Mo Bai selected a few books from the Xuan-level kendo exercises to read. But none of the exercises could satisfy him, and although he hadn't read them before, every time he flipped through a few pages, those exercises always gave him a strange feeling, that he felt that these exercises were not perfect, or that he couldn't stand them.

Just when Mo Bai was at a loss, an old voice came from behind him.

"Why? I didn't find a kendo technique that suits you?"

Hearing this, Mo Bai turned to see that an old man with white hair and a cyan robe was standing at Zhangxu's place.

Mo Bai hurriedly stepped forward, and then bowed, "Disciple Mo Bai, I've seen Master Liu." ”

Liu Tingfeng gently twisted his beard, and then smiled slightly, "Don't be polite, the old man just passed by here to take a look." ”

Mo Bai was still hunched over, and said very respectfully: "Disciple, thanks to the master's many rescues, this salute is due." ”

"Haha. Liu Tingfeng looked at Mo Bai and smiled: "It's okay, you know how to count etiquette, I wonder if you have found an exercise that suits you?"

At this time, Mo Bai stood respectfully dressed in regular clothes, "Master, although there are many exercises in this library. But the disciple has not yet found a suitable one, so he is still thinking about it. ”

"Oh, it seems that you don't look down on these low-level exercises. Both of you and I are sword cultivators, old man, I have a set of sword styles, I wonder if you are interested?" asked Liu Tingfeng.

"The disciple's current realm is low, and I am afraid that I will not be able to practice the sword style of the master. ”

Looking at the respectful Mo Bai in front of him, and then thinking of what had happened in the past few days, Liu Tingfeng had to shake his head and smile bitterly, "You don't have to be humble, although the old man did not show up in the previous entry trial, he also saw it in his eyes." Moreover, this sword style was created by Ling Shengzu in the past, and you are of the same clan as his old man, so there should be no one in the entire Xuanmen who is more suitable than you. ”

Hearing this, Mo Bai thought for a moment. Then he bowed down again and gave a salute, "Master respects the good intentions, and the disciple will definitely do his best." ”

Subsequently, Mo Bai followed Liu Tingfeng to the door of the main hall. Just as Mo Bai was about to speak, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and before he could figure out what was going on, he had been carried by Liu Tingfeng to a height of more than 100 zhang.

"This!" Mo Bai exclaimed.

At this time, Liu listened to the wind and grabbed the placket of his black white clothes with one hand, "This is walking in the sky, and you can also do it when you are a god in the realm." ”

"However, the disciple does not have the talent to step into the realm of transforming gods. ”

Liu Tingfeng looked at Mo Bai, and then smiled playfully, "It's just a Heavenly Dao stone pillar, who said it can determine a person's future?"

Saying that, in the middle of a hundred zhang in the sky, Liu Tingfeng flew in a direction outside Qingyang City with Mo Bai. At this time, Mo Bai, although there was no fear in his heart, this experience really surprised him.

At the same time, at this moment, there is also a longing goal in his heart. Although this Liu Shizun did not explain, he also indirectly denied the test results of the Heavenly Dao Stone Pillar. In other words, it is possible to do this one day.

Although it was inky and white, the flight speed of the two in the high altitude was not slow at all. In just a few breaths, Qingyang City, which covers an area of thousands of miles, has become very small.

The wind howled and blew on his white cheeks, and his white clothes and long green hair fluttered.

After crossing another mountain, a vast plain appeared at the feet of the two men. The plains are overgrown with weeds and countless gravel, and the most striking thing is the countless deep ravines, each of which is two or three zhang short and nearly a hundred zhang long.

At this time, Liu Tingfeng stopped in the sky with Mo Bai, "This is where the old man practices swords on weekdays, and today I will pass you three styles here." ”

Hearing this, Mo Bai, who was staring at the bottom, turned his head to look at Liu Tingfeng, "Master, why did you come here to pass on my sword style?"