"Hahahaha, look, that super Taoist boy with a thousand lines at a glance and a lot of books is here again, oops, should we line up to greet it?"

"That's a must, others are super and super Taoist children, how can we Taoist disciples be able to compare? People read hundreds of times more books a day than us. ”

As soon as Lin Le walked into the Fu Jing Pavilion, an unbridled taunt sounded in the hall, followed by a burst of laughter.

Countless playful eyes looked at Lin Le, and many people's eyes were full of good looks.

For these Daoists, although they have no grievances with Lin Le, and they have little to do with Sima Xian, after the boring cultivation on weekdays, it is a good thing that every Taoist disciple will not refuse.

After such a long time, everyone has understood the reason why Zhou Peng, Sima Xian and others have a feud with Lin Le, Zhou Peng resents Lin Le, it is because he was lost face by Lin Le, and the hatred of Sima Xian and several people is due to the struggle between the families behind the two sides.

Although cultivators have the rules of cultivators and are not allowed to meddle in worldly battles, which cultivator has not come out of the world? Especially those who have just become cultivators, who can let go of their family so quickly?

During these days, Lin Le's actions of reading books like swallowing dates also made countless Taoist disciples angry, and they felt that Lin Le, as a Taoist boy, was completely insulting to everyone to read books like this in the Fujing Pavilion.

"I heard that people have good talents, and now as the Dao Tong of Deputy Courtyard Master Ling, I'm afraid he wants to be diligent, look for adventures and become a cultivator, so that he can really rely on the mountain, right?"

"Hehe, just because he also wants to become a cultivator? I guess I've seen too many miscellaneous legends, right? I really think of myself as the powerhouse of those legends? It's really wishful thinking!"

............

Lin Le glanced at Sima Xian, who was full of energy, ignored everyone's ridicule, and walked straight towards the corner of the pavilion hall.

It has been a month and a half since he entered the Dao Academy, and his Dao spiritual power has reached the peak of the early stage of the First Realm, and he will soon be able to break through to the middle stage, and he has also finished reading most of the books on the first floor of the Fu Jing Pavilion, leaving only the last corner.

Because he reads books very quickly every time, he is sneered at by Sima Xian and others every day, and even deliberately makes trouble. However, any conflict was strictly forbidden in the Fujing Pavilion, so his attitude of ignoring it made Sima Xian and the others even more resentful while helpless.

Lin Le, as always, picked up a scripture that he hadn't read yet, the scriptures on the first floor of the Fujing Pavilion were very ordinary, and most of them should be called miscellaneous notes, which were the cultivation diaries left by many cultivators in the past, and the books recorded the cultivators' perceptions of cultivation, as well as many adventures and the like.

These scriptures are not liked by the Taoist disciples in the Taoist Academy, because each cultivator has a different Tao, and there is very little experience that can be borrowed from others, and the adventures and miscellaneous stories in the book are of no help to the Taoist disciples who rarely go out except for a little novelty, and if they read too many of these Taoist scriptures, they are even likely to be regarded by others as not doing their job.

Only Lin Le, as a traverser, was more eager than anyone else to learn more about this world, so the information in any scripture book had a strong attraction for him. And the reason why he read books is to roughly record the stories and experiences of these former cultivators, enriching his worldview.

He always feels that no matter what he does, only the more he understands the world and the broader his horizons, the greater the success rate of things, otherwise no matter how hard he works, it is easy to walk into a dead end or pass by chance.

Lin Le looked at the book intently, suddenly, an alarm sign rose in his heart, and a dark energy quietly attacked from behind him, he held the book, his face remained unchanged, his steps flashed quickly, and at the same time, his right foot stretched out.

"Bang!"

A figure with a face full of consternation, his body involuntarily fell towards the bookshelf, and slammed it down on the shelf.

Sima Xian hurriedly held on to the bookshelf in a panic, his eyes were full of disbelief at Lin Le, in order to teach Lin Le a lesson, and not to violate the rules of the Fujing Pavilion, he deliberately hid the Dao spiritual power, and just wanted to sneak attack while Lin Le was concentrating on reading, so that Lin Le would make a fool of himself and relieve the hatred in his heart.

But he didn't expect such a silent attack to be discovered by Lin Le, and he suffered a secret loss. There was a low laugh around, and Sima Xian knew that everyone must be laughing at him for stealing chickens and rice.

However, at this moment, Sima Xian couldn't care about Lin Le and the reaction of everyone, and hurriedly held on to the bookshelf, if the bookshelf fell, he would not be able to eat and walk away.

After holding up the bookshelf, seeing that Lin Le did not take the opportunity to attack, Sima Xian glared at Lin Le angrily, and then hurriedly walked away.

Looking at Sima Xian's childlike revenge move, Lin Le smiled contemptuously at Sima Xian unabashedly, and after Sima Xian left, he slowly squatted down, picked up a few books that had fallen out, and put them back on the bookshelf.

Suddenly, Lin Le's right hand paused, and just as he was about to close a scattered ancient book, his gaze stopped tightly on the content of the page.

"Flying to the heavens and the earth, changing shapes and shadows, cultivators comprehend the avenue of heaven and earth, control the spiritual power of heaven and earth, as long as they reach the extreme, even ordinary cultivators can fly to the sky......"

A line of arrogant and arrogant words came into Lin Le's eyes, which immediately aroused his strong curiosity.

Lin Le put the scriptures he had read and the rest of the books back on the shelf, and then picked up the ancient book whose scattered pages had begun to turn yellow.

This sutra is also a monk's notes, but unlike other monks, the sutra is full of countless whimsical ideas of this monk, and even because of these, the monk suffered a lot.

But at the end of the scriptures, this cultivator boldly proposed that everything in heaven and earth cannot be controlled, as long as the principle is correct and the method is appropriate, even ordinary cultivators can fly to the heavens and the earth, and the phantom is invisible.

He put forward many unbelievable Dao talismans in the scriptures, such as the Flying Talisman, the Escape Talisman, the Shapeshifting Talisman and so on, Lin Le didn't know if this cultivator had finally realized his ideals, because in the end of the scriptures, there was nothing else except for a method of making a light-shifting phantom talisman.

However, seeing this light-shifting phantom talisman, Lin Le couldn't help but feel ecstasy in his heart, the so-called light-shifting phantom, isn't this a teleportation talisman?

According to the scriptures, the Light Shifting Phantom Charm can allow the cultivator to teleport as he wishes in a certain space without obstructions.

Moreover, the extreme of the light-shifting phantom talisman envisioned in the scriptures, when the Dao rune has been refined to a high level, and the cultivator himself has enough spiritual power, he can even take a thousand miles or thousands of miles in one step!

And the first time Lin Le saw the Light Shifting Phantom Talisman, he immediately thought that with it, whether it was fighting, sneak attacking, or escaping, he would have a head start.

The Light-Shifting Phantom Talisman is the ultimate combat weapon!

Therefore, Lin Le's heart was blazing, no matter what, he had to draw this light-shifting phantom talisman.

Lin Le held the scripture and read it carefully, and in the scripture, there was a detailed description of the production and painting process of the light-shifting phantom talisman.

Because the books in the Fu Jing Pavilion could not be taken away, he stood in front of the bookshelf with curiosity, and looked at every word related to the Light Shifting Phantom Talisman with full attention.

In addition to the special requirements for the brushwork when drawing, the rune ink also needs special elixir refining, and several of the elixirs are rare, and the main medicine of the rune ink is even more unheard of.

Lin Le wrote down all the information about the Light Shifting Phantom Talisman, and then a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and his right hand quietly exerted force, and immediately shook the page of the Light Shifting Phantom Talisman into powder, put it into the cuffs, and then put the scripture back on the bookshelf and left the Fu Jing Pavilion.

Knowing the Light Shifting Phantom Talisman, Lin Le's mood was difficult to calm down for a while, on the earth, there were not many types of Dao Talismans that he had learned from the old man, several of which were even very high-level Dao Talismans, but Lin Le had never been so excited.

"Maybe I found the light-shifting phantom talisman in the Fu Jing Pavilion, and I have a feeling of Taobao. Lin Le calmed down as he walked, and thought secretly.

"Senior Brother Le, are you going back to your residence?"

Back in Ling Anqi's courtyard, as soon as he walked in front of the Xin Mu Forest, He Yueming's voice suddenly came from the opposite side.

Seeing He Yueming coming with a smile on his face, Lin Le hurriedly put down his thoughts on the Shifting Light Phantom Talisman and greeted him. After talking to He Yueming for a few words, Lin Le suddenly spoke sharply and asked, "Senior Brother Ming, do you know the Ethereal Spirit Grass?"

"Ethereal Spirit Grass?" He Yueming frowned and thought for a moment, but then shook his head and said, "What a strange name, this should be a relatively rare spirit grass, right?" Senior Brother has never heard of it, but if Senior Brother Le wants to understand, he can go to Master to borrow the Spirit Object Illustrated Book to look through and check it, maybe there will be a record in it. ”

Lin Le secretly wrote down the four words of the Spirit Object Illustrated Book, and after separating from He Yueming, he did not rush to find Ling Anqi, but returned to the small courtyard first and continued to complete today's cultivation.

In the evening, after drawing five Dao talismans, Lin Le took a short rest, and then took out the rune paper, although there was no matching rune ink, he could not draw the successful light-shifting phantom rune, but according to the records in the scriptures, he could draw the runes of the light-shifting phantom rune.

Lin Le knew that there were many Dao talismans, there was a world of difference between true talismans and false talismans, the true talisman was infused with the spiritual power of the cultivator, and every turn and turn was a huge variable, but drawing fake talismans was not without the slightest benefit, at least on the earth, after the old man's forced training every day, he could practice a Dao that was envied and hated by Ling Anqi.

"Let's just think that I was forced by the old man again. Lin Le thought so, picked up the talisman pen and slowly drew according to the scriptures.

This book originated from reading a book