Chapter 9: The Pavilion of Tibetan Scrolls

The next day, the bright sun rose, and Ling Yun in the cultivation tower also opened his closed eyes, and let out a long breath of turbid air, Ling Yun stood up and walked out of the cultivation tower.

"Senior Ling, the dean asked you to go to the council hall and said that there is something to discuss with you!" As soon as he walked out of the cultivation tower, he met a herald who had been waiting for a long time.

"Herald Envoy, did the Dean say anything about looking for me?" Ling Yun was puzzled and asked the herald beside him.

"I don't know this below, but I think it's a reward for the head of the wind and thunder and the selection of the thunder hall!" the herald said with a smile, he didn't dare to hold it up, he was also very admirable to the young man next to him, he cultivated at a young age to reach the marrow washing realm, and he even won the position of the head of the wind and thunder in one fell swoop in the academy, it can be said that he has overwhelmed many old students, and the future is limitless.

The two of them came to a magnificent building in front of a short time, the building covers a large area, and the dragon is carved on it, and the Rui beast is presented to show the magnificence.

"Wind and Thunder, Please!" the herald introduced Ling Yun into the hall before retiring.

It wasn't the first time Ling Yun had come to the council chamber, but every time he was shocked by its majestic momentum, and it still did so today.

"Lord Dean!" After entering the hall, Ling Yun saw a gray-haired old man sitting at the head of the council hall, although the old man's eyes were closed, the momentum of his whole body was as unfathomable as the sea, Ling Yun immediately saluted.

"Lingyun, you're here, sit!" The dean, who was sitting at the top, opened his eyes and glanced at the few people sitting beside him.

"Lingyun come here to sit!" Seeing Lingyun coming, several people beside the dean had different expressions, one of them was a young man, named Wang Ling, although he smiled, he couldn't hide the resentment in the depths of his eyes, he was the head of the wind and thunder in the last session, and the other woman had an indifferent face, looking about fourteen or fifteen years old, although she was young, there was a faint charm flowing out between her eyebrows, thinking that she must be a great beauty in the future, her name was Ning Zixuan, and she had occupied the position of the head of the thunder for two terms, and even Ling Yun couldn't see through her cultivation. Among them, there was also Xiao Sheng, who had some friendship with Ling Yun, and it was he who spoke out.

"Hmm! here it is!" Ling Yun naturally sat beside Xiao Sheng.

"Since you're all here, I'll cut it short. I came to you today for the reward of the academy meeting, and secondly, for the selection of the Thunder Hall in a month. The dean said.

"Let's talk about the reward first, the three songs of my Spiritual Academy can choose one volume of the body technique of the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion, because the selection of the Thunder Hall is approaching, so the authorized participants of my Spiritual Academy each choose one volume of the body technique of the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion. As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes showed a fiery color, the physical technique was very rare in the outside world, and once the high-level physical technique appeared, it would definitely cause a lot of bloody battles, and only a force like Xuanling Academy, which had been established for hundreds of years, would dare to say such a thing.

"Of course, in this month, I will give you special training!" Seeing that everyone was extremely excited, the dean said with bad intentions.

"Dean, what kind of special training?" Hearing the dean say this, Ling Yun suddenly felt bad and asked.

"In the future, I'm saying, now follow me to the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion to select advanced physical techniques!" As soon as the dean's words came out, he immediately pulled everyone's thoughts back, and his eyes became hot.

"Dean, why hasn't the mine head arrived? Then why is Xiao Sheng here?" At this moment, an inopportune voice sounded, and everyone looked for prestige, but saw Wang Ling say coldly.

"The Shadow of the Mine Shouhong is in retreat and cannot come to the late stage of the Impact Purifying Realm, and Xiao Sheng is an alternate member of my Spirit Academy, so he is here. The dean was not angry at Wang Ling's slightly questioning voice, but just sighed, he didn't expect that Wang Ling's temperament would change greatly after losing the Wind and Thunder Head, and things related to Ling Yun were always against him everywhere.

"Let's go!" the dean got up and walked to the back door of the council room, and everyone looked at each other and followed.

Time is like flowing water, in the blink of an eye, the time of a cup of tea passed quietly, after passing through a secret and long secret passage, the front has been cut off by a huge monument, and the dean who walked in front also stopped.

"In the thirty-fourth Spiritual Academy, Xiaotian, please ask the Elder of the Tibetan Scroll Pavilion to open the door of the Pavilion!" the dean took out a piece of quaint jade from his bosom and held it up respectfully.

"Accurate!" A majestic voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to tell where it came from, and then a giant hand formed by spiritual energy stretched out from the giant monument and grabbed the ancient jade pendant held high by the dean.

"Pavilion door, open!" The giant hand formed by the aura grabbed the jade pendant and pressed it into an inconspicuous pattern similar to the jade pendant on the monument.

Boom! The sound of thunder sounded after the jade pendant was put into the pattern, and then the giant monument sent out a light shock, and a huge crack appeared on the giant monument from top to bottom, and suddenly a rich aura mixed with a faint fragrance of books came to the face.

Okay, let's go in!Remember that you only have one hour to choose, except for Xiao Sheng, each of you can choose two volumes of advanced physical arts, and come out as soon as possible after choosing!"

"Got it, Dean!" everyone said in unison, obviously unable to wait to choose the physical technique.

"Let's go!" shouted to someone in the crowd, and then everyone swept towards the monument in no particular order.

"I don't know if they can find a physical technique that suits them!" the dean sighed, he still couldn't rest assured of the students.

"A lot of physical techniques!" As soon as Ling Yunfu entered the giant monument, he was immediately attracted by the suspended ancient scrolls in it, and at a cursory glance, there were about a thousand ancient scrolls here, and the ancient scrolls were strong and weak. With a sweep of Ling Yun's gaze, he found several high-level physical techniques, but none of them were suitable for him.

"Brother Ling, let's scatter to find our own kung fu!" Xiao Sheng, like Ling Yun, was shocked by the abundance of physical arts in this place, and after coming back to his senses, he said to Ling Yun who was standing beside him.

"Okay, let's find an opportunity!" Ling Yun finished speaking, and swept towards the center of this place.

"There are so many physical techniques here, and for me there is still a lack of attacking physical skills, as well as secret techniques. Ling Yun thought in his heart, now that he has a shadow body method, even if he cultivates to the peak of the marrow cleansing realm, it will not be outdated, but his own attack methods are still too few. Now that there is such a good opportunity, I naturally can't let it go.

"Broken mountains and rivers!"

"Stepping on the sky!"

"Blood!"

After searching for half an hour, he naturally found a lot of powerful physical techniques, but for some reason, Ling Yun always felt that those physical techniques were not suitable for him.

"I'm looking forward, if I can't find it again, I'm here to get the physical technique here!" Knowing that time was running out, Ling Yun gritted his teeth and decided to move on.

"There must be a physical technique that suits me ahead!" Ling Yun thought in his heart. In the dark, he felt a kind of physical magic calling to him.