Chapter 159: The Pavilion of the Scriptures

Huo Xuan'er withdrew her palm, silently parted from him, took out a new set of dresses from the Naxu ring, and put it on in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, she was so confused that she didn't know what to do!

He only glanced at Liu Ming deeply, then soared into the air and disappeared into the night.

Liu Ming looked at her departing back, and his heart was also mixed.

After tidying up, he took out a set of clothes from the Naxu ring, and after putting them on, Liu Ming did not leave, but sat in a daze.

How should this matter be handled today, and how should the relationship between the two be handled in the future?

As soon as Liu Ming thought of this, he had a headache, so he simply stopped thinking about it and closed his eyes and pondered.

Suddenly, there was a tremor in the Void Ring, and a golden light emerged. Liu Ming probed out his spiritual power and found that it was the dark iron rod and another thing that were shining brightly, reflecting each other.

Liu Ming took out both things and found that in addition to the Xuantie rod, the other thing that emitted golden mangs was the beast arm that he picked up in the magma. 、

At this time, the three lines of inscriptions on the dark iron rod glowed, and the gold liquid flowed, shining brightly, and the scales on the beast's arm were the same, and the golden aura flowed, looking very mysterious.

A small character suddenly burst out from the scales on the beast's arm, this font was weird, very abstract, Liu Ming couldn't understand it at all, but he was familiar with it.

Because the three-line inscription on the blackiron rod is also such a font.

What came out of the scales of the beast's arm turned out to be an inscription. Liu Ming was not allowed to react, and the other scales on the beast's arm also bloomed, and each drilled out an inscription.

For a while, the mid-air was densely packed, all of which were inscriptions. Each scale on the beast's arm corresponds to an inscription font, so that there are hundreds of inscriptions in mid-air.

Hundreds of inscriptions lined up in mid-air, like flowing water, and finally lined up in seven lines of inscriptions, and then drilled towards the black iron rod.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and the seven lines of inscriptions were attached to the dark iron rod, and the golden light stopped.

Ten lines of gold characters, inscribed on the black iron rod, are very natural, as if they should have existed.

The ten lines of inscriptions are not crowded together, but each on one side of the black iron rod, which is not coherent.

Liu Ming couldn't decipher it, and he didn't know what these inscriptions meant, so he looked at it for a while, and then put the dark iron rod into the Naxu ring.

And the beast's arm lost its inscription, but it couldn't see any change, it was still tough and invulnerable.

Putting away the beast arm, Liu Ming went back to the academy directly.

At this time, it was already late at night, and after returning to the courtyard, Liu Ming found that Lin Jingjing was still in the cultivation room, and he didn't bother her, and directly slept in the room.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Liu Ming was woken up by Lin Jingjing.

Breakfast is ready, just wash up and go.

Looking at Lin Jingjing, who was waiting for him to eat, Liu Ming couldn't help but praise his virtuousness.

After gobbling up breakfast, Lin Jingjing said, "Brother Liu Ming, I broke through." ”

"Huh?" Liu Ming fixed his eyes, and under careful induction, sure enough, Lin Jingjing had broken through to the ninth level of blood.

This little girl hides her breath very well, if you don't feel it carefully, it will definitely not be detectable.

"Not only has it broken through, but the dantian has also been transformed by one-half, as long as the sea of qi is completely condensed, the spirit yuan can take root, and when the time comes, it will directly break through the Kaiyuan realm. Lin Jingjing looked extremely happy.

This was the result of her overnight practice. Of course, the five drops of Emperor Liquid Pulp that I got yesterday were also completely consumed, which is why there has been such rapid progress.

"So powerful?" Liu Ming didn't expect that Lin Jingjing would make such rapid progress, and her dantian had all transformed, would she be far from the Kaiyuan Realm.

Thinking of this, Liu Ming couldn't help but think of himself.

The sea of qi has already been condensed, and if it were an ordinary person, he would have already controlled the spirit element, let it take root in the sea of qi, generate spiritual power, and step into the Kaiyuan realm.

But what about him, the sea of qi had already condensed, but Lingyuan did not take root, but was estranged from the sea of qi, dormant in the mouth of his heart, and no one could control it, making Liu Ming vomit blood.

Now if you want to break through, unless you have the ability to control the spirit element, you don't have to talk about it.

So today, Liu Ming plans to go to the Academy's Scripture Pavilion to have a look.

It is said that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Tianxing Academy was established when the academy was opened, not to mention the long history, and there are countless various cultivation classics in it.

Liu Ming believed that a way to control the spirit element could be found in it.

Lin Jingjing still has to retreat today, her cultivation has just broken through, and it takes time to consolidate, Liu Ming admonished, and went out by herself.

Following the signs along the way, Liu Ming found the Scripture Pavilion.

This scripture pavilion occupies a very large area, and if you compare it to the memory of the previous life, this scripture pavilion is three points wider than a football field.

And there are floors on top of it, a total of five floors.

Oh my God, just relying on this layer, I don't know how many classics are in it, this scripture pavilion has five floors, how rich the classics inside will be, I can't imagine it.

The whole Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is built with thousand-year-old pear blossom wood, magnificent, antique, and in the surroundings, there is a faint brilliance flickering, giving people a kind of solemn atmosphere.

This is the guardian killing array of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is running all the time, once someone dares to break in, the magic circle will be activated to kill the offender.

The heritage of Tianxing Academy for thousands of years is here.

Liu Ming walked in, and there was a small hall with a counter in the hall, and an old man in gray sitting on the stage.

At this time, the old man was sleeping soundly, and his snoring was earth-shattering.

There were several people who entered the small hall, both men and women, their cultivation was not low, most of them were in the Kaiyuan Realm, and they were full of aura.

These people who came first were all submissive at the moment, and they didn't dare to wake up the old man, but waited on the sidelines.

Liu Ming is a little strange, this is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this old man is the reception, he should go through the formalities for everyone, how can he sleep soundly and let the disciples wait here?

After looking at it for a while, Liu Ming saw a portal next to the small hall, and the portal said 'Entrance and exit of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion'.

Although I don't know what the rules of the Scripture Pavilion are, judging by everyone's reaction, it should be that the old man's permission is needed to go through certain procedures before he can enter it.

So Liu Ming stepped forward and gently buckled the table, "Old man, it's time for you to wake up." ”

As soon as these words came out, the others were a little stunned.

Some female warriors even covered their mouths with a look of disbelief.

Who is this person? Does he understand the rules, doesn't he know that Meng Lao has always disliked being disturbed when he sleeps?

Thinking of Meng Lao's fiery temper, everyone couldn't help but feel worried, and their gaze at Liu Ming became unfriendly.

Now, but I was miserable by this kid! Today's quota for entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion should not be canceled!

The old man in gray didn't wake up, he was still sleeping soundly in the rocking chair, snoring loudly.

Seeing that he couldn't wake up the old man, Liu Ming increased his strength and slammed the table.