"This..."

Song Ge stood in front of the library pavilion and was amazed, he really underestimated the people of this era.

The wooden tower structure rises into the sky.

Different from the cold and cold buildings of modern times, the library pavilion has an indescribable charm that makes people look very small in front of it.

This insignificance is not in the size of the form, but in the momentum that naturally emanates, and the more you try to see the whole building, the more you can't see it clearly.

Just in a flash, fine beads of sweat appeared on Song Ge's forehead, and his waist was not as straight as when he first arrived.

The pressure comes from all directions, and this is the pressure of the potential, which is invisible but more tangible.

Quack...

Song Ge's back molars all collapsed.

She had the realization that as long as she didn't kneel, the pressure from all sides would not stop.

"You have nothing to lose when you kneel, why bother with such a strong support?"

Song Ge's waist was even more bent, he couldn't lift his head, sweat was dripping down, and the clothes on his back were already soaked.

When she heard someone talking, all she could see was a pair of gray toe toes.

"Man... Knee... There's gold!"

Song Ge's voice was dull, and he said these seven words with difficulty, and his waist was bent again.

"Heh..."

The owner of the gray toe felt ridiculous when he heard Song Ge's words, could it be that he was so confused that he couldn't tell the difference between men and women?

He said angrily: "Are you blind old man? You are a female doll, how can there be gold under your knees?"

Rumble!

The black gas in Song Ge's dantian filled out.

Her meridians were instantly filled with black qi, and the black glow in her eyes flashed.

Song Ge's waist was slowly straightening, her head was slowly rising, as long as she didn't want to kneel, no matter who she was, she couldn't be allowed to kneel.

"Mother... Knee... There are diamonds!"

Song Ge's voice was low, although it was still difficult to speak, but others had an unyielding will in it as soon as they heard it.

The corners of the gray toe toe mouth twitched, how many years has no one dared to call himself an old lady in front of him?

Although I didn't understand the meaning of the diamond in the words, it didn't affect the momentum of the words at all, no wonder the Library Pavilion would exude momentum.

But the gray toe is a little angry with the old lady, and there is also a bit of a bad taste in it, the more he doesn't want to kneel, the more he wants Song Ge to kneel, and even thinks about whether to do it again.

When thinking about whether to increase the strength, the gray toe found that Song Ge's waist seemed to be straightened up and his head was raised, which was impossible at all.

Once the Library Pavilion exudes such pressure on the disciples, it is both a recognition and a test, and many sages of the Fengyun Sect have encountered such a test, and the gray toe has also encountered such a test.

Once the pressure of this momentum is formed, the disciple will never stop kneeling without kneeling, and it will all end with kneeling.

There will be a difference between high and low in everything, and disciples who have had this kind of experience will be recorded in the book, and there will definitely be a difference between high and low, and the criterion for judging this is how long they can hold before they kneel.

Fengyun Sect has been established so far, and the person who has held on the longest is only a quarter of an hour.

"I don't want to... Don't talk about kneeling... Stoop... Submit... Neither. ”

Song Ge said this sentence with difficulty, his head had been raised, his waist had been straightened, and his eyes were gloomy looking at the old man in front of him.

The sudden pressure would only emanate from the old man in front of Song Ge in Song Ge's mind, and it must be the hall master who wanted her to give in.

Succumb?

Burst!

Song Ge's gaze never moved away from the face of the gray-shoeed old man, and his feet moved slightly forward.

But at this step, the old man in gray shoes was frightened, and he couldn't help but take a step back, looking at Song Ge in disbelief.

It is unprecedented to be able to straighten up and raise his head under the pressure of the potential, and the old man in the gray shoes has personally experienced the pressure of the potential, but he only insists on five breaths, and Song Ge is now almost a quarter of an hour.

The key thing is that Song Ge actually took a step forward, this is simply incredible, if this matter is spread to the back mountain, I am afraid that some old antiques will not be able to sit still.

Burst!

Song Ge took another step, this time her feet were off the ground, although it was not the size of her normal step, but it was much bigger than the first step just now.

Hiss...

The old man in gray shoes gasped, is this gradually adapting to the pressure?

The reason why the pressure is both a recognition and a test is because any disciple who has had this kind of experience will be an amazing person as long as he can grow up.

Often, these people have a longing when they recall the power pressure, because the purpose of the power pressure is not simply to make the disciple submit and kneel, but to help the disciple forge his body and refine the pure Yuan Force.

Burst!

Song Ge's third step out was already a normal step.

It's really getting used to it.

The gray-shoeed old man took a step back, his hands trembling a little.

"The notice should be unavailable, and there is still a group of old people in the back mountain, so come here quickly without delay. ”

The old man in the gray shoes was obviously very excited in his words.

He was also too excited, he forgot to inform these people that there was a faster way to use the disciple to pass the word.

Shout!

One of them answered the call and broke through the air and went away at great speed.

In Song Ge's eyes, the old man in his old age seemed to be back to the light, and he was instantly radiant.

It can't be that the eyes are too fierce to scare the old man, right?

Listening to the tone just now, the old man doesn't seem to be as simple as the master of the five halls, can the master of the five halls directly echo Wuxing?

It must be an antique-like existence in Fengyun Sect, Song Ge is a little worried, the old man will not be scared to death, if he is scared to death, then her sin will be great, and it is estimated that grandpa will not be able to protect her.

Song Ge flinched a little, didn't dare to continue walking, and looked at the gray-shoeed old man in place.

I saw the old man in gray shoes rise from the ground and slap his palm at the library pavilion.

Airplanes!

With the library as the center, an invisible light curtain spreads out.

When the light curtain spreads out, the gourd vine in the back mountain is under the vine.

Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe opened their eyes together, looked at each other and instantly rose from the ground.

At the same time, dozens of figures rose from the back mountain, all of them coming towards the library pavilion at great speed.

Many young disciples in the back mountain were shocked by the breath of the old ancestors, and they also went out of the customs one after another and gathered together to look at each other.

There must be something big happening when the ancestors go out at the same time, but the ancestors didn't let them keep up, and these disciples didn't dare to make their own decisions.

The Library Pavilion is an independent mountain, and at this time, an invisible light curtain envelops the entire mountain.

There were many disciples standing at the foot of the mountain, and they were either in the library before, or on the way to or from the library pavilion, how could they suddenly reach the bottom of the mountain.

The disciples and monks were confused, and some people tried to go up the mountain, but there was an invisible light curtain blocking it.

Burst...

Voices came from overhead, and the ears were endless.

The disciples looked up, only to see dozens of figures in the void flying towards the library pavilion one after another, those people were wearing old Fengyun Sect costumes, some people's clothes could not be called clothes, it was not too much to say that it was rags, but each exuded a strong atmosphere.

Hastily!

"Inform the disciples of each hall that the library pavilion is closed, and the opening hours will be notified separately. ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

The disciples bowed and saluted.

The line is long gone.