In the middle of the day, not long after Lin Cangxue left, Lin Huang also left the Tianpu Cliff.

Now, he is also considered an inner doorman, although there is no improvement in his current state, but the privileges he should have cannot be wasted.

Half an hour later, Lin Huang came to the Scripture Pavilion.

But all sects, after the accumulation of years and the accumulation of countless martial artists, will always inherit a lot of precious things, or martial arts, or the secrets of the mainland, or the history of the sect......

After the accumulation of these things from generation to generation, they formed the Zangjing Pavilion.

In the Divine General's Mansion, there is also a scripture pavilion. However, the content of it is lackluster compared to a behemoth like the Drifting Snow Palace.

And in the entire Eastern Spirit Realm, to trace the root of its development, in addition to what some old warriors have seen and heard, it is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties.

This not only has the secrets of the Eastern Spirit Realm, but more importantly, the martial arts inherited by a sect.

A force has thousands of disciples at every turn, and each person's cultivation of martial arts is different. If there is no massive and top-notch martial arts, such a force will not last long.

And in the entire Eastern Spirit Realm, there are only a handful of truly top-notch martial arts.

In addition to the Drifting Snow Palace, the top martial arts of the other three sects and ten dynasties are only quasi-ground level, which to a certain extent, restricts the development of many martial artists.

At this point, the Drifting Snow Palace is much more imposing.

More than 100 years ago, the foundation of the establishment of the Drifting Snow Palace was a volume of quasi-earth-level martial arts, called "Wang Tu Hegemony", which means that Wang Tu Hegemony surrendered to the four seas.

Since Yan Zangfeng, the Drifting Snow Palace has added another volume of ground-level martial arts:

Snow drifts in the world!

Compared with Wang Tu's hegemony, the difficulty of cultivation in the snow drifting world is outrageous, and those who have cultivated to the fullest, there is only one Yan Zangfeng in the entire Drifting Snow Palace.

As for Yan Nangui, he has learned at most thirty percent, and it is difficult to give full play to the true strength of the snow drifting world. It's not even as powerful as "Wang Tu Hegemony".

This is also the reason why the Drifting Snow Palace has a ground-level martial arts, but it cannot dominate among the four sects and ten dynasties.

It's one thing to have it!

Learning is another matter.

And cultivating Dacheng is another matter.

For "Wang Tu Hegemony" and "Snow Drifting World", it is impossible for Lin Huang to say that he is not moved, after all, his god-killing sword has already been cultivated, and it is time to practice another martial art.

Under the sun, Lin Huang looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion made of gold bricks and glass in front of him, and dozens of formations were superimposed and guarded, and after taking a deep breath, his face showed excitement......

"Boy, we're meeting again!"

As soon as Lin Huang stepped into the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, two braids dangled in front of his eyes, and then Lin Huang saw Nan Yunlie's childish old face.

"Elder Nan, why are you here?"

Lin Huang didn't expect to meet Nan Yunlie here, and couldn't help but raise his head and carefully look at this old man from Qilin Peak.

The face is old, and there are even a lot of wrinkles on the face, but the face is round, and it looks a little childlike, and I think I must have been a fat man when I was young.

Dressed in a red and green cross-collared robe, he looked a little younger.

The latter's goatee is very clean, and the sideburns around the ears are also very long, and the two strands of braid can be knotted at the chin, which is really funny.

Nan Yunlie smiled melodiously, "Guarding the Scripture Pavilion is the duty of the old man, why do you say I am here? Why, I just got the token of the Scripture Pavilion, and I can't wait to come here?"

Lin Huang smiled and handed the token in his hand to Nan Yunlie.

"Let's go inside!"

Nan Yunlie nodded, and continued: "You are not a disciple of my Qilin Peak, so the rules of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion must be followed, all the books in it cannot be copied or taken out, and you can only stay in it for three days at most!"

Nan Yunlie is playing a trap on Lin Huang again!

Lin Huang nodded, and then entered the Scripture Pavilion.

After entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Lin Huang Fang felt that it was huge, far from being comparable to the Divine General's Mansion.

There are seven floors in the entire scripture pavilion.

The books on the first layer almost included all the Yellow Order martial arts in the Eastern Spirit Realm.

The second and third layers are some books about the history of the Dongling Realm, the change of dynasties, the overlapping of sects, the manufacture of weapons, the principle of the formation path, and the powerhouses of the Dongling Realm.

As for the fourth and fifth layers, there are some high-level martial arts.

Most of the disciples in the Drifting Snow Palace came here for these two layers.

Similarly, Lin Huang also directly entered the fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, his eyes swept at will, feeling the sound of the martial arts around him.

Wind scroll trick, Xuan level lower grade, cultivation can be like a black wind sweeping the ground, turbulent in all directions.

Heavenly Sword Yin, a mid-grade Xuan-rank, can condense the spirit of the long sword and refine the sword qi of the Heavenly Sword.

Six-finger piano score, high-grade level, suitable for the cultivation of martial arts warriors, cultivation can confuse the sound of the piano and confuse the minds of martial artists.

......

Lin Huang distinguished the voice of the martial arts, and they all shook their heads in disappointment, these martial arts seemed to be powerful, but most of them were flashy.

Except for the six-finger score, everything else is insignificant. However, the six-finger piano score is only suitable for martial artists with the martial soul of the piano sound, and it is even more useless for Lin Huang.

Lin Huang wandered around the fourth and fifth floors for a long time, but found nothing. My ears were numb when I heard it, and I couldn't find another voice that I liked.

In the process of wandering, Lin Huang was also looking for traces of "Wang Tu Baye" intentionally or unintentionally, but he still found nothing.

Then, Lin Huang's gaze fell on the entrance of the sixth floor.

In his ears, there was a faint roar of the overlord, and Lin Huang could feel that it was coming from the sixth layer.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Huang stepped onto the sixth layer.

Bang!

There was a bang, and before Lin Huang's footsteps fell, the whole person was bounced out, only to see a mysterious formation shining at the entrance of the sixth layer.

"Giggle......

A giggling sound suddenly sounded behind Lin Huang, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Qing'er laughing with her waist crossed, wearing an apricot-colored shirt outlining a slightly smaller figure, and her voice was as beautiful as a silver bell.

At this moment, the forest is desolate, lying on the ground, like a turtle that has only turned over.

Lin Huang got up and said with an unkind face: "Why are you here?"

Until now, Lin Huang's stomach is still a little fussy because of the things he ate in the morning...... Those masterpieces are all from the hands of the little tiger in front of you.

"I'm Yan Qing'er, this Scripture Pavilion is not just here if I want to!"

Yan Qing'er snorted and laughed, staring at Lin Huang with a coquettish expression, and said, "Do you want to enter the sixth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? This is a privilege that only the first ten disciples of the inner gate have."

Lin Huang pursed his lips, looked at Yan Qing'er with flickering eyes, and said, "You should be able to enter and exit freely!"

"Of course!"

Yan Qing'er's chest was slightly bulging, and she said proudly.

"In the sixth layer, there is Wang Tu Hegemony?"

Lin Huang asked tentatively.

"Guess what?"

Yan Qing'er rolled her big eyes and smiled, "Even if you tell you, you won't be able to go up!"

Lin Huang smiled, his eyes swept over Yan Qing'er, and his straight eyes couldn't help but make Yan Qing'er's face a little crimson, covering her little face, glaring at Lin Huang with a hum, and then said:

"Even if I am qualified to enter the sixth layer, I can't do as I please. Everyone who wants to enter must have Grandpa Nan personally open the entrance!"

Lin Huang sighed slightly, with a slight look of disappointment on his face.

"But when I came up just now, Uncle Nan told me that as long as you are a disciple of Qilin Peak, he can close his eyes and practice for two quarters of an hour," Yan Qing'er continued.

"So you're here to be a lobbyist!"

Lin Huang smiled playfully.

Yan Qing'er pouted and snorted, "Then you don't want to enter the sixth layer? And it's Qilin Peak, you think it's the same as your pigsty!"

"I don't have a pigsty at home!"

The forest is cold and secluded.

"You're the pig!!"

Yan Qing'er's anger rose, pointing at Lin Huang's hands were trembling, and then she shouted, "You play slowly by yourself, Miss Ben is too lazy to care about you!"

“...... Uh, I'll enter Qilin Peak!"

Lin Huang hurriedly said, so as not to make this little tiger angry.

"Hmph! That's pretty much ......."

Yan Qing'er turned her head with a stinky face, then raised her voice a few points, and shouted downstairs: "Grandpa Nan......"

In the blink of an eye, Nan Yunlie appeared.

Lin Huang was a little stunned, and appeared in less than a breath, this Nan Yunlie was afraid that he would already be in that corner, waiting for Yan Qing'er to set himself up.

Then Lin Huang smiled again, since Lin Cangxue said that Qilin Peak, he also wanted to enter Qilin Peak, but it was not easy to take the initiative to speak......

It's still Nan Yunlie who is more shameless than himself.

At this moment, Nan Yunlie looked at Lin Huang with a smug face, but he forcibly held back the laughter in his heart, maintained the calmness of a master, and said calmly:

"You only have two quarters of an hour...... After coming out, go to Qilin Peak!"

Lin Huang looked helpless, so he had to nod with a sad sigh.

The expressions of the two people looked so calm, and they seemed to be a little reluctant and disgusted, but they both smiled in their hearts, scolding each other.

Then, Nan Yunlie waved his arm, and a mysterious aura suddenly headed towards the sixth layer.

Then, the formation of the sixth layer began to rotate, flashing with blue light, and an entrance appeared in a few breaths......

Lin Huang's eyebrows raised slightly, and he entered the sixth layer with one step.

"Alas...... You wait for me......"

Yan Qing'er shouted, and then only heard a bang, and Yan Qing'er's petite body was directly bounced away by the closed formation, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Grandpa Nan!"

Yan Qing'er got up and shouted angrily and aggrievedly.

Nan Yunlie smiled awkwardly, and had no choice but to send Yan Qing'er to the sixth layer.

......

In the scripture building, when Lin Huang entered the sixth floor. The roar of the overlord sounded in his ears, as if thousands of troops were charging in formation, and it was difficult to defeat the arrogance of the knife in the overlord's hand.

The sound of martial arts "Wang Tu Hegemony"!

(End of chapter)