Chapter 147: The Reader Hidden in Time
Befall!
Because he had not turned off the time acceleration, when Lin Tuo's right hand passed through the isolation cover, it suddenly turned into a "virtual state", and at the same time, the clone also separated from the palm of his hand.
Light and shadow change, the sun sets, and the stars move.
Although it was not the first time to use the virtual state to walk, when falling towards the southern mountain range, Lin Tuo still had the illusion of falling into a kaleidoscope.
In a short time, the tiny mountain range expanded.
Lin Tuo also used those particularly eye-catching, numerous, and rising ether lines to accurately locate the location of the Heavenly Dao Sect.
As a sect founded by Wang Xundao, it stands in the south, with the Shengguo Cultivation College in the north, and the southwest demon capital stands on three legs, and faintly occupies the first place.
Its sect is far away from the world, standing in the southern mountain range, only at the foot of the mountain, only scattered some villages and towns, clouds and mountains and fog cover, a group of immortal road scene.
When the virtual Lin Tuo fell from the sky and stood at the foot of the sect, no one noticed his existence.
Lin Tuo walked forward happily, only to see that the sun was sometimes in the sky overhead, sometimes the stars were shining, sometimes the smoke and rain were hazy, and there were people walking on the mountain road that was not too wide.
From the frequency, it is easy to judge that the sect does not communicate much with the outside world.
It's just because it's speeding up that it's a little more lively.
Walking through the porch and the stone steps, Lin Tuo looked at everything around him with interest.
At this time, the proportion of time passing is not too fast, and in his eyes, it is like walking in a fast-forward film.
Stepping into the inner gate platform, you can see that there are disciples in the square or meditating, or practicing martial arts, or fighting against each other.
At a cursory glance, there were hundreds of people, and there were also sect elders in green shirts next to them.
It's a pity that almost no sound is heard during the acceleration.
Lin Tuo looked at it for a while, and then turned his head and continued to move forward.
……
And it was when he left.
Heavenly Dao Sect, the square cultivation platform.
"Hey, do you have a feeling?" A teenager meditating cross-legged couldn't help but say.
"What?"
"That strange sense of gaze seems to have disappeared just now."
"You said it a few months ago, that feeling of being watched?" A companion next to him smiled, "The elders have said that they have not found anything, it is clearly your illusion." ”
The young man argued, "I obviously feel it, someone has been watching this side for a long time......"
It's just that his own tone is not very firm.
The rest of the teenagers let out a good-natured laugh.
……
Walking up the stairs and through the second porch, there are more antique temples around you, and different houses have different functions.
There were many fewer monks here, and Lin Tuo walked forward leisurely with his hands in his hands, looking at the past one by one.
When I came to the main hall in the center, I looked up and saw a pair of words hanging on the wall of the main hall.
"Heavenly Dao."
In the center of the main hall, there are two words of the huge Heavenly Dao.
Lin Tuo looked at it, and could vaguely perceive the majesty and solemnity revealed between the words and strokes, this feeling was extremely strange, as if it was contaminated with the spirit of the writer.
Looking closely, Lin Tuo's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
He discovered that the background of the scroll was depicted with an intricate pattern of silver powder, which was a magic model hidden in the three volumes of the "Book of Heaven" that he had taught.
The essence is that it is a "communication pattern", but it just adds a lot of useless details.
He once vaguely mentioned in the "Book of Heaven" that using Yuan Qi to infuse or visualize this Dao pattern can connect to Haotian's will, and if this world suffers an irresistible calamity, he can try to call "Haotian".
This is kind of a safety valve that he left behind.
It's just that he didn't expect that the Heavenly Dao Sect would simply draw it in the main hall, which made Lin Tuo feel somewhat interesting.
Shaking his head, Lin Tuo didn't stay any longer, and turned around and walked towards a building that had already been locked.
"The Archive."
Following the words on the plaque, the virtual Lin Tuo walked straight into this hall where all the exercises of the entire sect were hidden.
And swaggered in under the empty gaze of the gatekeeper.
"There are only martial arts moves on the first floor? It seems that the important texts are still upstairs. ”
Lin Tuo glanced at it and found that the bookshelves on the first floor were full of all kinds of sword books and boxing techniques......
As the first sect in the mainland, there are almost all the martial arts in the world here, and it is the temple in the minds of all martial artists and low-grade monks, however, Lin Tuo has no interest in it.
Soon, he was on the second floor.
There are a lot fewer books placed here, and from the name, it can be seen that they are some martial arts that use vitality to exert extraordinary power, or should be called "combat skills".
Unfortunately, that wasn't what he was looking for.
Shaking his head, Lin Tuo came to the third floor.
There are a lot fewer books here, only a dozen volumes, including the core combat skills of the Heavenly Dao Sect, as well as the core exercises of the sect written by Wang Xundao:
"Heavenly Dao Scroll."
Standing in front of the bookshelf, staring at the three words on the cover, Lin Tuo was stunned at first, and then immediately said: "I really dare to name it." ”
However, his steps finally stopped.
"If this is the core exercise of Wang Xundao's writing, then it will inevitably include the details of how to break through the quenching realm."
Thinking of this, Lin Tuo's breathing tightened slightly, raised his right hand, and grabbed the scroll.
At the same time, he turned off the time acceleration - otherwise, he would not have been able to touch the book in his virtual state.
So, time slowed down at this moment, and in the quiet pavilion, you could hear some sounds of breaking the air outside the window, which was some sect powerhouses cultivating combat skills.
The afternoon sun shines in thankfully, and countless dust floats in the air.
"Whoa." Lin Tuo, who had returned to normal from the virtual state, opened the Heavenly Dao scroll, turning quickly page by page, and his expression also changed from expectation, to surprise, to doubt, and finally, fell into deep thought.
Before you know it, the light and shadow on the floor move from one end to the other.
Then, the sun set outside the window, and what shone in turned into moonlight and starlight.
Different floors of the Collection Pavilion require different permissions, ordinary disciples can only enter the first floor at most, and the more excellent ones may be allowed to enter the second floor to select combat skills.
As for the third floor, it is often not even once in a few months.
This gave Lin Tuo a quiet environment.
It can make him read carefully, think, and understand...... Practice.
And the entire Heavenly Dao Sect, no one knew about it, and there was a ghostly figure that quietly passed through the layers of prohibitions, and stepped into the forbidden land of the sect without anyone noticing.
……
The next day, dawn.
When he tossed and turned last night for some reason, the restless Collector Pavilion Elder stepped on the stairs with some indescribable sense, unlocked the layers of forbidden magic circles, and finally stepped onto the third floor.
When he saw the books on the shelves, the volumes were intact, he finally exhaled softly.
Shaking his head and smiling, he thought it was really his own delusion.
“…… I thought someone had entered the third floor...... How is this possible? ”
In everyone's opinion, even the powerhouses of the Capital Cultivation Academy, or the emperors of the Demon Capital, could not invade the Heavenly Dao Sect silently.
This is the confidence of the first major sect.
With a self-deprecating voice, he walked over slowly, ready to sweep the dust off the bookshelf.
Then, the smile on his face froze suddenly, and for a moment his hairs stood on end, and his limbs were cold, like falling into an ice cave.
The scrolls on the wooden shelves were clearly full of traces of being turned over.