Entering the stone tower, Lan Ling suddenly looked around;

"Hey, why isn't the poor grandpa here?" Lan Ling looked at the empty hall on the first floor of the stone tower and said strangely;

"Little one, what are you doing with your poor grandfather?" An old voice came from the second floor, and soon, an old man in a white robe walked down slowly from the second floor, still holding a bright brocade in his hand!

"Hey, isn't this my mother's Jinpa, how can I be here with my poor grandfather?" Lan Ling's eyes were immediately attracted by the brocade in the old man's hand, and he asked curiously;

"Hehe, this was accidentally left by your mother when she came here before, and the poor grandfather knew that you were coming, so he specially brought it over and asked you to bring it back to your mother!"

The old man looked at Lan Ling with kind eyes and handed Jinpa over, but he didn't look at Song Jian beside her, as if he was air.

"Poor grandfather, this is my good friend Song Jian, I want to take him to the library for a spin, you know, he is a human being, he likes ...... very much" Lan Ling took the hand of the white-robed old man, shaking and coquettishly;

"Yes, go ahead, but it's only a cup of tea!" The old man glanced at Song Jian from the corner of his eye, nodded and said;

"Poor grandpa, he's my best friend, and he's still giving it to you...... Hey, what did you say, you allowed us to go up? Lan Ling was stunned, a little unable to believe his ears;

"Hey, who makes the poor grandpa like you the most, go up quickly, remember, there is only one cup of tea!" The white-robed old man glared at Song Jian and snorted coldly;

This glance suddenly made Song Jian fall into the abyss, and a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood suddenly appeared in front of him, and the blood water like waves gushed towards Song Jian, drowning him in an instant;

A clear stream welled up in his mind, spreading throughout his body, Song Jian suddenly woke up from the hallucination, and the old man's eyes almost killed Song Jian, and at this time Song Jian realized that the killing intent on the old man's body was as strong as substance, but it was difficult for ordinary people to feel its existence;

"This is a strong man whose strength is by no means lower than that of the old turtle of the Moon River, at least it is also the peak of third-order combat power, no, this old man should have surpassed the third-order combat power!" Song Jian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said secretly in his heart;

"Hey, the young man has good willpower!" A hint of discoloration flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said softly: "Go up quickly, there is only one cup of tea, and when the time comes, you will be automatically driven out!" And you can't be greedy, you can only choose one swordsmanship, if you choose more, you won't be able to learn it! ”

After speaking, the old man didn't look at the two of them, walked to the side and sat down, his eyes slightly closed, and drank tea;

"Let's go, let's go!" Lan Ling was afraid that the old man would regret it, so he hurriedly pulled Song Jian and ran towards the second floor;

Seeing Lan Ling pulling Song Jian in a hurry, the old man sighed secretly in his heart and shook his head;

Song Jian was dragged up the stone stairs by Lan Ling, feeling as if he had passed through a faint light curtain, and suddenly entered an incomparably vast space;

It's like a super huge hall, the walls around it are filled with bookshelves more than ten meters high, the shelves are stacked with books, in the center of the hall, there are strange books stacked at random, the whole pile is a mountain of books fifty or sixty meters high, and from time to time there are books falling from the top, it looks like a pile of garbage, no one cares at all;

"Huh, really, those guys don't know where they are after reading the book, hmph, the next time I see them, I must beat them up!" Lan Ling looked at the mountain of books in front of him, and suddenly breathed;

"Where are you talking about swordsmanship?" Song Jian asked;

"Right here?" Lan Ling glanced at Song Jian strangely and said: "The number of books in the Laneige Library is more than 100,000 volumes, and few people usually take care of it, the poor grandfather is lazy, and he knows how to drink every day, so it's a mess here, what books you want, you can only find them yourself!" ”

"A cup of tea, from so many books to find the swordsmanship I need?" Song Jian's eyes widened, and he said with a look of disbelief: "Are you kidding me?" ”

"I can help too!" Lan Ling nodded and said;

"Let's get started, we've wasted a lot of time!" After Song Jian finished speaking, he directly cast the sword shadow clone, an identical Song Jian emerged, and the two Song Jian looked for the bookshelves in two directions, and now it is obviously impossible to go through the pile of books, and it is the fastest way to quickly browse the books placed on the shelves;

But if the swordsmanship books were really in that mountain of books, Song Jian had no choice but to say that his luck was too bad;

"Advanced Forging Analysis, the 10 levels of forging that can be improved after using it, can only be upgraded to the expert level ......"

"Thirty-six thousand herb analysis methods, after use, can greatly increase the level of the collection technique, and at the same time, it will also affect the success rate of alchemy, you must be a master herbalist to be qualified to study?"

"Specialized in nine methods of dissection, after using it, you can master the special dissection technique, there is a certain chance to advance the dissection technique to the disintegration technique, you need a master-level dissection technique to learn!"

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The Laneige Library, for players, is indeed like a treasure trove, which contains a variety of skill books, in addition to life professional skills, there are also a large number of other combat professional skills;

It's just that what Song Jian found was just ordinary swordsmanship, and he saw the highest quality swordsmanship, which was similar to the sword finger or Taiji sword he learned before;

Not to mention the swordsmanship comparable to the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, even the skills that can be comparable to the Xuanyue Streamer Sword or the Spiritual Walk have not been found;

Time passed minute by minute, a cup of tea, that is, fifteen minutes, if he couldn't find a sword technique comparable to ten thousand sword techniques, Song Jian could only choose a slightly weaker one;

Soon, there were three swordsmanship books in front of Song Jian, one of which could be practiced without the need to go from the palace, one of which only had a broken knife, a broken arrow, a broken whip, and a broken sword, and a dark gold quality of "Easy Wind Sword Technique".

"Hey, it seems that in the end, I can only choose the last book of the Easy Wind Sword Technique!" Song Jian looked at these three skills, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose the full version of the Easy Wind Sword Technique!

Just when Song Jian was about to study, Lan Ling, who had been turning through the book mountain, suddenly let out a "huh"! Song Jian's hand shook, and he almost slapped directly on the "Easy Wind Sword Technique" in his hand;

"Song Jian, come and see, is this the skill book you need?" Lan Ling grabbed a skill book and shook it towards Song Jian, Song Jian looked up, and his eyes suddenly lit up, the surface of this skill book actually exuded a faint purple-gold light.

"Legendary, this is a legendary-level skill book!" Song Jian suddenly became happy, threw the "Easy Wind Sword Technique" in his hand, and ran towards Lan Ling;

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