Yao Chi Emei moved slightly, got up and said to Elder Jingtao: "There is no need to worry about this matter for the time being, the most important thing at the moment is what Elder Yuxu said, check whether the library is complete." ”

When Elder Storm heard this, he didn't argue, nodded his head, and everyone headed towards the Imperial Sword in the direction of the Library Pavilion.

The disciples on the road stopped in surprise as they watched the seven colored lights on the top pierce the clouds and wind.

Looking at the seven colored lights from afar, I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

The group was silent, and this time they went, if there was really a lack of books in the Library Pavilion, it would be a big blow to the Refining Realm Sect.

The nameless son who had guarded the library for thousands of years was assassinated by the invaders, and even the precious classics were missing, and it was spread out, and it was not difficult to imagine that the prestige of the Refining Realm Sect would plummet.

Thinking of this, the retreat at the foot of Yao Chi suddenly sped up again.

Stepping into the library pavilion, all the doormen looked at the head of the house and the group, and watched them step into the second floor in surprise.

Everyone looked at the empty second floor, nodded to each other, and walked between the bookshelves.

Jin Yan walked to the last row and sniffed into the air, frowning.

Lu Yang has actually been here, what's going on?

Why didn't he stay at the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff to recuperate?

Between Jin Yan's eyebrows, a trace of complicated emotion flashed, straightened the tilted bookshelf, and walked out slowly.

All the elders were already standing in the hallway, discussing the aftermath with each other.

As Jin Yan came out, all the elders looked at Jin Yan eagerly.

Jin Yan shook his head, and everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Cangqing said suspiciously, "So, nothing has been lost in the books?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but wonder.

Originally, I thought that it was someone in the Demon Sect who infiltrated the library to kill the nameless son on the grounds of greedy for classics.

At present, not a single book is missing, so why did the nameless son die?

Jin Yan sighed, the situation was far beyond his control, and the death of the nameless son was really incomprehensible.

"Why the hell did you not reveal the identity of the murderer?"

At this moment, Jin Yan seemed to be able to see the nameless man standing in front of him, smiling silently.

After a while, Jin Yan didn't say anything more, slowly stepped out of the library pavilion, and turned into a clear light and left.

Yao Chi looked at Jin Yan's departing figure, he had never been so lonely and lonely as he was now.

Perhaps Master Zu left behind the Beast Venerable and asked him to take care of the Refining Realm Sect for thousands of generations, but he never thought that the beast had a heart.

These 6,000 years have brought not only the years of the Beast Venerable, but also the old people around them, leaving only the lonely and lonely figure of the Beast Venerable.

In the middle of the day, Ning Juehui was completely unafraid of the scorching sun and danced in the ice and snow.

The floating waves are like a white dragon going out to sea, and they are soaring up quickly or slowly.

Ning Juehuiyu turned her hand, and the floating waves wrapped around the icicles under the eaves.

The next moment, the icicles turned into frost.

Ning Juehui's sweat gradually flowed out, but she didn't see any respite.

Ning Juehui's mind settled for a moment, covering her left chest, and cold sweat broke out all over her body.

His face was as cold as frost, but at this moment he showed a painful expression.

Ning Juehui bit her lower lip stubbornly, tears mixed with sweat flowed down, leaning on the gazebo, and slowly fainted.

When Ning Juehui woke up, the bright moon was already hanging high in the sky. Dream Island Library

Ning Juehui looked at the floating waves in her hand with a sad expression, sighed, and took out a jade bottle.

"Even if it's a hundred herbs poison pill, has it reached its limit? From the initial seizure every three months, to the current seizure almost every seven days, the time is so urgent now, but his cultivation still can't catch up......

Thinking of this, Ning Juehui gritted her teeth in annoyance.

Looking at the world, his cultivation can definitely be called a first-class master, but when he stepped into the cultivation realm, he found that his cultivation was simply incomparable with that of a cultivator.

No matter how fast the Taiyin Wind Resisting Technique is, it can't be as fast as the cultivator's sword flying attack.

The Xuanyin Palm, which is discolored in the martial arts, is completely inferior to the Xuanshui Mantra in the cultivation realm.

It was for this reason that she had angrily practiced the Qi Refining Hundred Transformations Technique, and now she had already broken through the second layer.

Although he didn't know what the martial arts of the other sects were, Ning Juehui truly realized the mystery of the immortal family's martial arts.

The recipe for refining qi is to carry out the cycle of the Great Zhou Tian and the Small Zhou Tian, refining the spiritual energy in the body and turning it into a thin but extremely pure spiritual energy.

Gradually compress the aura and impact your internal organs.

Completely different from the true qi of martial arts, such a huge aura, at the moment of impact with the internal organs, will cleanse away impurities, strengthen the meridians and organs, and start to become strong from the inside out.

The true qi of the martial arts is diametrically opposed, and the meridians fall to strengthen the muscles, achieving an instantaneous and violent explosive power when fighting.

In fact, both have benefits, if it is only about simple internal strength, the true qi of the martial arts is definitely stronger than the aura of the immortal path in a short period of time.

But cultivators not only have aura, fairy swords, magic weapons, spells, etc., combined, the immortal path is far superior to the martial arts.

Ning Juehui threw down her sleeves and looked at the only brightly lit room at the moment.

She and Lu Yang have never been in contact, and the two maintain a tacit understanding of mutual respect.

But four days ago, Lu Yang rarely walked into the door.

Since then, the lights have been on for four consecutive days, and the doors have been closed for four consecutive days.

The master looked at the closed door, and just quietly told Ning Juehui not to disturb Lu Yang.

The mysterious Lu Yang made Ning Juehui feel curious, but it was only curious.

And this kind of mind can't interfere with her life at all.

Ning Juehui still practiced martial arts and alchemy as usual.

It wasn't until he arrived at the Refining Realm Sect that Ning Juehui found that he was also talented in alchemy, at least the mid-level Hundred Herb Poison Pill, which he could refine by himself, without the need to fake others.

After swallowing the last Hundred Herb Poison Pill, Ning Juehui jumped on the eaves.

Facing the moonlight, he ran the Qi Refining Hundred Refinement Technique, and his divine consciousness quietly let go.

At this moment, Lu Yang's door opened.

Ning Juehui slowly opened her eyes, and her mind couldn't help but be shocked.

Lu Yang's temperament has a completely different transformation from before entering the room.

Although he may not have made much progress in his own Taoism, the temperament that breaks through life and death flows out of his body.

The breakthrough of the Jing Feng Qing Heart Recipe is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Lu Yang touched the yin and yang metaphysics in his arms, and spent four days reading the whole book, which made him gain too much.

Especially the last page written by Nameless Zi himself, which made Lu Yang understand a lot of things.

For example, why this book is listed as taboo, there is also the Refining Realm Sect, all kinds of uneasiness and forces hidden under the scenery.

Lu Yang looked at Ning Juehui on the eaves and nodded with a smile.

Ning Juehui nodded, and the air was as silent as before, unchanged.

A paper crane seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and as soon as Lu Yang stepped out of the threshold, it fell from the sky on Lu Yang's palm.