The scale of the Changhe Sect's Scripture Pavilion is extremely large, and the number of books in it is extremely large.

For tens of thousands of years, there have been ancient books and secret books collected by the Changhe Sect for generations, and ancient treasures, many of which are almost lost and can only be read by the masters of the past dynasties.

There are a total of eighteen powerful disciples in the sect in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there is also an extremely mysterious pavilion keeper who personally guards it, which is said to have existed for thousands of years.

It's just that this pavilion keeper has a special way of existing.

Although Jiang He had heard the nameless old ghost mention that the architecture of the Changhe Sect's scripture pavilion was ingenious and heavenly, he didn't think much about it, it was just ordinary, and there was not much unusual.

When I saw it today, I couldn't help but be amazed and secretly surprised.

The whole Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, although it is said to be a pavilion, but it is more like a fairy palace, the whole body is snow-white, like a cold ice city made of ice and snow, wonderful, not ordinary and tender can be built.

The palace is inlaid with colorful orbs, full of colors.

Above the main hall is the incomparably luxurious glazed tiles, the ancient beasts carved by the fairy treasure climb on the giant pillar of the sacred tree, the clouds are swirling, and the beauty cannot be described in words.

"Senior brother, shock!" Han Yunfeng was stunned when he saw Jiang He, thinking that he was shocked by the magnificent scene in front of him, and smiled.

Jiang He ignored him and walked forward alone, but was stopped by the disciple guarding the attic, "Stop, what are you doing?"

Without waiting for Jiang He to speak, Han Yunfeng hurriedly rushed up, flashed the token at them and said, "Senior brothers, this is the pass pass given to us by the elders, I will take this new senior brother over for a walk." ”

"Who is your master?" At this time, an ancient voice of vicissitudes of life came unhurriedly.

This voice seemed to come from not far away, sweeping through the sky little by little, but it seemed to ring in the ears, ethereal, seemingly nonexistent, very weird.

"Elder Qiqi, in Xia Han Yunfeng, the master is the hall master Mo Yu. ”

Han Yunfeng lowered his head, and hurriedly bowed in one direction, and he whispered, "Senior brother, salute quickly." ”

However, Jiang He looked in the direction of Han Yunfeng's salute as if he hadn't heard his words.

There was a strangely shaped iron cage, and in the iron cage sat a very thin white-haired man.

It was no longer possible to discern the man's age, his hair and beard had grown together and turned white, completely obscuring his face, making it impossible to see the exact face.

The man sat cross-legged in the iron cage, as if he hadn't moved for many years, and was dying, exuding an uncomfortable cold aura all over his body.

The man's eyes were closed, and if it weren't for his even inhalation, others would have thought he was a dead man!

This is not surprising, what is surprising is that his hands, feet and limbs are actually locked by thick red iron chains!

Others may not know the goods, but Jiang He knows this, and he knows that this thick red iron chain is made of Yantian Divine Iron!

This is an extremely rare and precious divine iron, even the Xiao family, one of the strongest families in the mainland, has guarded the secret realm "Yan Prison" for generations, and the number of divine iron they have in a year is only a few dozen catties.

And right now, the weight of the divine iron used in this man's body must be at least thousands of catties!

What kind of person deserves so much Yantian Divine Iron to lock here!

Moreover, the man in front of him seems to be willingly locked here, not forced!

Otherwise, how could he become a pavilion keeper, guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Changhe Sect for generations, and not resisting, this person he had never heard of the old ghost of Guanhai mention......

Seeing that Jiang He noticed the man in the iron cage, Han Yunfeng whispered to Jiang He: "Senior brother, this is the Elder of the Pavilion, hurry up and salute the Elder." ”

It's a pity that his words didn't work at all, and Jiang He had never heard of his words, which already surprised him.

What shocked him even more was Elder Harvest's next words, Elder Shouge not only didn't blame Jiang He, but on the contrary, he actually asked his disciple to let him go!

"Let them go over, remember, these two are extremely important talents in the sect, and they must not be neglected. ”

"Receive the decree!" the eighteen disciples nodded in unison, turned sideways, and made a "please" gesture to the two.

"Why are you locked here?" Jiang He asked Han Yunfeng.

Han Yunfeng shook his head and said, "No one knows, I'm afraid that no one in our Changhe Sect knows, I heard that he has been locked here for a long, long time, and even my master doesn't know how long he has been locked here." ”

"It is rumored that he is a disciple of the sect, a sinner, and has committed a heinous crime, so he has been locked here. ”

Jiang He nodded lightly, and finally didn't say anything, and stepped into the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion with Han Yunfeng.

After Jiang He and Han Yunfeng left, the person locked in the iron cage suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze is terrifying to the extreme, as if there is a flow of the sun and the moon, and his gaze seems to be able to travel through the ages and open thousands of worlds.

With a ray of his gaze, he was afraid that even a strong man at the peak of the Divine Soul Realm would tremble when he saw it, and under this glance, there were no bones left.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he quickly closed them, as if nothing had happened, except that his beard seemed to move slightly.

The eighteen disciples, when they realized it, were as quiet as cicadas, and their faces were extremely ugly, and the others didn't seem to notice anything.

......

As soon as he stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Jiang He suddenly felt like he had entered the vast sea.

The entire Pavilion is so huge that there is no end in sight.

Just by looking at the enormity of this Scripture Pavilion, one can imagine what a glorious past the Changhe Sect once had.

When Jiang He and Han Yunfeng stepped into the Scripture Pavilion, they found that there were far more than the two of them in the Scripture Pavilion, and there were still many disciples in the Scripture Pavilion who were choosing the exercises and cheats they could choose.

Han Yunfeng is good, he is a wonderful person with eight faces, and he has a good popularity among the Changhe Sect, when he saw all the senior brothers, he stepped forward to greet them one by one.

Although he is criticized for following the river, his popularity is still very good, and he quickly mingled with everyone and laughed.

Jiang He is not good, in fact, not long after Jiang He was introduced, he was not treated well by the disciples of the Changhe Sect.

Although it was not because of his identity as a young sect master, but because of Xiao Mo's incident, plus Jiang He did not dare to fight, he had already become a laughing stock for many people.

What's even worse is that some people don't know where to hear the news that Jiang He once had a mountain peak to cultivate alone, and it was to experience life before he went to the foot of the mountain where the outer disciples were.

And this person who once owned a mountain peak only had a mere fourth-level cultivation in the Xuan Soul Realm, and there was also a green scarf that would automatically draw people.

Such a waste, with such a status and such a treasure, his subordinate Han Yunfeng beat Xiao Mo, and the sect also turned a blind eye, how could this not make many inner disciples angry in their hearts?

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before this person called Jiang He has had enough fun, and he will step on the heads of all of them.

Even if the disciples of the Changhe Sect did not dare to question the elder's decision, for Jiang He, there was definitely nothing to look at!

"He is the legendary mysterious senior brother Jiang He!" A disciple looked Jiang He up and down, just like looking at a monster, Yin and Yang weird Dao.

"It's him, I heard that he has a good relationship with his uncle and ancestor, otherwise how could he have a mountain peak to cultivate?

"I heard people say that he gave Shi Shuzu a green building, let Shi Shuzu be the owner of the green building, and from then on, he was drunk and dreamed of death every day, deceived the nameless iron plate, and became an inner disciple, and his status and treatment were equivalent to those of the elders of the sect. ”

“......”

For a while, the matter about Jiang He's life experience became more and more outrageous, and there were different opinions, and there were all kinds of rumors.

Anyway, no matter what the rumors were, Jiang He was a shameless method to get Uncle Shi to give him the nameless iron plate.

The benefits and identity that should have belonged to the disciples of the Changhe Sect were forcibly taken away by him, and since then he has become a mysterious senior brother in the sect.

Moreover, it is said that this river is very likely to be the illegitimate son of a certain high-ranking sect, and the position of the elder of the sect has been vacant, almost causing public anger.

In the end, it was the twenty-eight deacons of the sect who joined forces to exert pressure, which did not let everyone's resentment erupt, but it also caused the atmosphere of the sect to become more and more bad.

......

Now, many people think that Jiang He is just a waste that eats and waits for death, and he comes to Changhe Sect to eat mixed rice.

Han Yunfeng doesn't think so, if anyone thinks that rivers are waste, then this person is the real waste!

Not to mention, just like those people in the Guanhai Immortal Gate, those who thought they were countless times stronger than Jiang He, didn't they die in the hands of Jiang He in the end?

"Senior brother, don't be pissed off by these fools later, right?"

Thinking of this, Han Yunfeng couldn't help but shudder, this senior brother don't get angry and kill people here!

"Senior brother, there's nothing to see here, why don't we go to the Divine Weapon Pavilion for a stroll. ”

"Okay, let's go. ”

Hearing Jiang He's response, Han Yunfeng hurriedly led Jiang He to shift his position, for fear that if he was one step too late, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion would become a hell on earth.

The specifications of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, compared with the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, are much more stingy, at most it is a secular prince's palace, far less magnificent than the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

However, there are a lot of magic weapons hidden here.

Especially in the pavilion on the first floor, there are tens of thousands of soldiers, but most of the soldiers here are weapons that are not of the highest grade.

Among the first-level soldiers, even if there are divine blades, they are all relatively low-level weapons.

The weapons of the warriors are generally referred to as the soldiers, and the soldiers are divided into nine grades, of which one is the lowest, the second is the second, and then the third, and so on.

Above the nine-rank soldiers, they are the best soldiers, which are close to the category of divine soldiers, and after connecting with the hearts of warriors, they can exert great power.

And the divine soldier belongs to the weapon used by the strong, each divine weapon, has a different divine power, as long as it is used properly, it can exert unexpected combat effectiveness.

In the Changhe Sect, the general warriors are used by the disciples who are just starting out, and these warriors are numerous, and they are just weapons made of various gold and iron, which are used to fight and defend against the enemy.

Although it is said that this kind of weapon is already a rare divine blade in the eyes of low-level martial artists.

However, in the eyes of the warriors, this weapon is nothing, because it cannot exert true divine might.