After entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he found that all the disciples who came in with him had disappeared inexplicably, and Lin Jingyu couldn't figure out the reason for it after thinking about it for a long time, so he simply didn't want to, it was important to choose the magic formula that suited him.

After figuring it out, Lin Jingyu walked forward, just took a step, and suddenly the light in front of him flickered, and there was a slight dizziness in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, he had a vague outline of the scene in front of him.

It was a brilliant galaxy, full of brilliance, like a meteor shower, whistling from all directions, more gorgeous than the Chuanyan Hall that I had just visited.

Lin Jingyu looked at this strange scene in front of him with some astonishment, obviously this place was completely different from the place where he imagined to collect the magic secrets, because his thinking was still in the world, thinking that the so-called Scripture Pavilion should be full of books and sweat.

But this place is obviously not, and besides, I have been here for a long time, and I don't seem to have seen any miracles, not to mention that the books don't even have a preaching scroll similar to the Great Hall of Transmission of Eyes, and some are just clusters of light that fly by like meteors.

"The master is definitely not wrong to say that there are various veins in the Scripture Pavilion, but there is nothing here except for the light clusters, could it be"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Lin Jingyu's handsome face, but then it turned into helplessness, Lin Jingchen guessed well, that cluster of brilliance is the magic secret of Fuyu Pavilion's collection, but those brilliance swept quickly like meteors, how could he catch them, but it stumped him.

Just when Lin Jingyu was at a loss, a ball of light floated slowly from a low altitude, and the speed was slower than that of ordinary people.

Seeing this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped out, wanting to grab this group of light in his hand, but what he didn't expect was that a small step actually surpassed the group of light in an instant, and suddenly came to mid-air, turned his head, and found that the group of light was hundreds of meters away from him, and he couldn't help but be curious.

"Could it be that here, I can fly to the sky like my master?"

The sword volley has always been Lin Jingyu's dream, after witnessing the strangeness of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he couldn't help but play with it, chasing towards the group of light, just a small step across the distance of hundreds of meters, and grabbed the slow and leisurely floating ball of light in his hand.

The moment he grabbed it in his hand, this brilliant light suddenly converged inside, it turned out to be a jade ball the size of a fist, and before he had time to take a closer look, Lin Jingchen's mind was stuffed with some information--Fire Fighting Technique! After learning, he can resist fire to attack, and it can also be used for alchemy and refining.

"Resist the fire, don't learn, I want to be like my master, one sword can destroy a strong enemy."

Lin Jingyu thought in his heart, and then let go of the jade ball in his hand, and the moment he let go, the jade ball turned into a ball of brilliance again, but this ball of brilliance did not leave, but slammed into Lin Jingchen who was looking at it.

A soft force came out, knocking him hundreds of meters away at once, and then the ball of light shook a few times, and floated away slowly again, as if to blame him for not knowing the goods.

Lin Jingyu, who was getting up quickly in the distance, happened to bump into this scene, and then rubbed his aching chest with some tears and laughter.

Being bullied by his own magic trick in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, this may be the first time in the history of the Fuyu Pavilion, although it will not hurt the muscles and bones, but a burst of pain is still indispensable.

As for the magic trick just now, it was obvious that Lin Jingchen didn't take a fancy to it, but the same magic trick didn't like Lin Jingyu, otherwise he wouldn't have taught him a hard lesson when he left, after this little episode, Lin Jingyu had a preliminary understanding of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at the vast galaxy, Lin Jingyu knew that all the magic tricks were hidden in the depths of the galaxy, and at this time he vaguely noticed some strange fluctuations, and saw that not far ahead, another meteor crossed by, and the first light cluster was dazzling, like a small sun.

"That magic trick must be very powerful, it's much more dazzling than the others, grab it and take a look."

Lin Jingyu thought of it, and immediately took a step and rushed towards the meteor shower, one step of several hundred meters, chasing after him in the air, but after only following for a while, the meteor shower disappeared.

In this regard, Lin Jingyu was not sad, because as he entered the depths of the galaxy, meteor showers could be seen everywhere.

Faced with the vast sea of star clusters, Lin Jingyu left behind the matter of choosing a magic trick that suited him.

Every time he saw the light group that was very fast, he got up to chase, at first a step of hundreds of meters, and was thrown off after chasing for a long time, as time passed, he gradually adapted to the environment of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and groped out some of the experience, one step at a time, as fast as the wind, always able to catch those most dazzling magic tricks, but unfortunately they are not what he likes.

"Hehe, I don't know if anyone in this group of disciples can get some door-to-face magic tips, looking at all these years, those who can obtain the Zhen Sect magic tips in the spirit gathering period are all a hundred and ten years ago," Tianyun Zhang, who was dressed in dark golden robes, taught.

As soon as these words came out, the already extremely quiet scene became even quieter, and if he did not obtain the Divine Technique of the Divine Sect at the beginning, it means that the high-level combat power of a sect is lacking, even if he obtains the Divine Technique of the Divine Sect again in the later stage, it will also lead to the backwardness of the comprehension of the Divine Technique due to time constraints, and in comparison, there will be a big gap in the power exerted.

"Yes, no one has been able to obtain the Zhen Sect Divine Secret during the Spirit Gathering Realm for many years, even if it is more powerful, in the long run, I will give the Rain Pavilion", the old man of Chaoyang Zhenren sighed with a look of vicissitudes of life.

"Why do the two senior brothers have to be like this, I think my first generation of Guardian Elders rose from the outer gate, and in the end they can still be proud of the world, although the basic divine technique is not powerful, but it is also the basis for practicing the Zhen Sect divine technique, if we hold on for a few more years, they will grow up", Xuanqing Peak's first purple moon comforted.

Time passed quickly, and the disciples who had entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion had already come out one after another, and they were all red with red faces, looking extremely excited, and they didn't need to think about it to know that they had all obtained the magic formula that they were satisfied with.

"Collapsed Mountain Palm, Heavenly Flame Formula, Cold Ice Technique, Phantom Flower Heavenly Rain", as the disciples came out one by one, the magic recipe obtained was also known by several elders waiting outside.

"It seems to be stronger than in previous years, at least there are no uninspiring spells like the Fire Fighting Technique" Yu Yiran said softly, "Huh, Qinggang Divine Fire Technique, not bad! Not bad! Very good."

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy named Li Moran with an elegant temperament came out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was he who obtained the Mingcuifeng lineage, and only the divine formula of the Zhenfang Sect Tianxuan Divine Flame - Qinggang Divine Fire.

Qinggang Divine Fire Recipe, created by the ancestors of Mingcuifeng, is one of the supreme divine recipes of the Fire Dao of Fuyu Pavilion, practiced to the fullest, cremated Tiangang, and is extremely powerful.

Seeing that the divine skills obtained by the disciples this year were greatly improved compared to the past, the words of several elders suddenly increased, "The Qinggang Divine Fire has come out, and there are still three disciples who have not come out, junior brother, what do you think their harvest will be?"

Liu Yutian, who had been silent, turned to Lin Dutian and asked incomprehensibly, but Lin Dutian did not answer the question, "Yifan went out of the customs yesterday, and he must have returned to the Scripture Pavilion today, but I don't know if he will gain something this time."

One sentence quieted down the lively atmosphere again.

More than fifty years ago, Lin Yifan, who thought he was dead, returned to Fuyu Pavilion, and after he came back, he was in retreat almost all the time, even his master Lin Dutian had never seen him a few times, and as the first of several veins, he naturally knew what happened to Lin Yifan in the retreat of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Lin Yifan's learning is extremely complicated, but between the divine techniques, because of the different attributes, there is even some conflict with each other, so he wants to try to cultivate all the divine techniques, and then create exercises that can combine these divine techniques as he wants, but after many years, the progress does not seem to be much.

You must know that once he succeeds, the combat power of Fuyu Pavilion will increase several times, and the combination of divine techniques is not as simple as one plus one, once it is properly fused, it will burst out with shocking power.

It didn't take long for the quiet atmosphere to be broken by a disciple named Chen Luoshui, a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the moment he stepped out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he attracted the attention of several elders, even Lin Dutian with a cold face.

I saw that as soon as Chen Luoshui came out, he went straight to Chaoyang Zhenren, "poof", knelt down heavily, and wept, "Master, the disciple lives up to expectations, and has to pass on "Jiuyang Yaotian", he will definitely practice hard and live up to his master!"

Chaoyang Zhenren personally stepped forward to help Chen Luoshui, "Okay! Okay! Okay! The master has you, why don't you worry", Chaoyang Zhenren said bitterly, in fact, the eyes of the teachers have already been moistened, because they have been disappointed for too long.

In the past two hundred years, two accidents have caused Fuyu Pavilion to be deeply damaged, the first accident has caused the first seat of the previous generation, the elder almost dead and injured, that time the Guardian Elder has been completely cultivated, and the head of the sect and the first seat of several veins are seriously injured and dying.

The second accident caused few genius disciples of their generation to remain, among them, Ziyue and Yu Yiran succeeded to the first seat when the strongest descendants of that vein died in battle.

In the past hundred years, no one has taken the initiative to worship the Fuyu Pavilion, and many of the disciples are poor young men brought back by the masters of various veins when they went down the mountain to practice, and some of them are the local indigenous people in the mountain.

Seeing that this group of disciples has gained a lot from entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, how can I not be happy for them as a teacher, and at the same time, I am full of expectations for the future of the Fuyu Pavilion again.

Not long after, this atmosphere was ignited again, a little girl of seven or eight years old actually obtained the strongest magic trick of Xuanqing Peak's vein-Thunder Nine Days, if Lin Jingyu was here, he would definitely find that the girl who obtained the Thunder Nine Days was the little girl who went to the Rain Pavilion with him.

Just when the disciples who entered were leaving the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion one after another, Lin Jingyu was still chasing a group of brilliance, completely forgetting about the matter of choosing a divine formula, and he was frolicking there.

The vast galaxy, he himself doesn't know where he is, he can only wander around.

At this moment, a dazzling light in front of him caught his eye, this light did not fly in the sky like the others, but stood still, but the volume, compared to the most dazzling before, was hundreds of times larger.

Lin Jingyu stared at the light cluster that was brighter than the sun, and smacked his lips, "This must be the strongest magic trick of my Fuyu Pavilion, right?

Lin Jingyu leaped over, but before he could get closer, some small clusters of light overflowed, and swept around his face like meteors, bringing a gust of wind that made his face painful.

"What?

After seeing it clearly, Lin Jingyu's eyes froze, because the huge light ball was not a whole, but was inlaid by countless small jade balls, and the streamers were flying, and some would escape from time to time, and through the jade balls, in the center of the light group, a figure loomed.

"How could this figure be so familiar?"

"Could it be", Lin Jingyu's pupils contracted, and his face was full of shock.