It was so quiet that everyone except for the monster like Nireus was stunned and speechless.

"Grass mud horse, what's the situation?" a voice came from the sky.

The ground fell like a bombshell on the ground, and everyone woke up. At first glance, it looks like a child of about seven or eight years old.

"Monster!" Nires muttered, an absolute pride to be considered a monster by him.

This seven- or eight-year-old kid is also a seventh-level physical strength guy among the outer disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect, his strength is very strong, and it is on par with Nireus, and he has reached seventh-level physical strength in less than three months after he started.

If other disciples reach the seventh level of physical strength, it won't be long before they step into the fairyland, but I didn't expect that this guy is different from other disciples, but he is not promoted, and he is still tempering his physical body, a monster!

Meng Lang looked over and saw this monster.

The eyes are intertwined, as if they are attracted and electric to each other.

"Newcomer, interesting!" The little monster jumped in front of Meng Lang, raised his little hand and nodded at Meng Lang, "If I hadn't rushed to the catastrophe, I really wanted to play with you, a newcomer, forget it, that guy from Nirous is also there, don't play with you." ”

said that he was a child, but he was really a child, and his speech was a little upside down, but he had the bearing of an adult.

"Li, you kid won't spend anything with me anymore. Nireus said when he saw the little monster call him by name.

"Nireus, hehe, I said if you really won't be promoted to the Immortal Realm for the rest of your life," the little monster smiled innocently, but said the amazing news, "Nileth, don't you want to enter the Tai Void Realm after half a year, now, many people are desperately trying to be promoted to the Immortal Realm, fortunately, you will enter the Tai Void Realm after half a year, hehe, if you really don't want to go, then forget it." ”

Nireus looked strange, flicked his fingers, and said, "Li, you really didn't say it, I almost forgot, it's a pity." ”

"What is a pity?"

These two people say a word to me, completely ignoring the others.

"It's a pity that I can't use a seventh-level flesh body with this kid, it's a pity. Nireus had no regrets.

"Either I would not have fallen from the sky, just to see who this boy is, who has beaten the pretentious Itobaliel to vomit blood. The little monster looked like he was in a hurry, but he didn't leave.

These two people are a little bit of a kid, which makes Meng Lang a little red-faced.

And Etobalier was even more eager to dig a crack in the ground, and he only secretly hated these two freaks, and did not dare to speak out.

"I'd love to have a fight with this kid. Nireus seemed to be impatient, and there was a hint of victory, and he couldn't make up his mind.

At this time, several disciples who were usually familiar with Itobalier took advantage of everyone's attention on the two monsters, set up Itobalier and left, not daring to say a word.

"It's not interesting, Itobalier's little bear wraps one, I originally wanted to find him a field, and I ran away," the little monster saw Itobalier and muttered, "Forget it, continue to go to the catastrophe, it's good to go to the Void Realm." ”

As he spoke, the little monster flicked away from his body and flew away, holding him up with a flying immortal weapon.

Spirit Master, it is impossible to fly in the void with his own strength.

"Boy, I'm also gone," Nirous is also unpredictable, he hasn't been promoted for a few years, and when he's in a hurry, he will leave immediately, "I'll wait for you at the inner gate, become a core disciple, and I'll fight with you!"

"Who is afraid of whom!" Meng Lang said coldly.

These two guys simply don't take him seriously.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Nireus's body moved, and with one palm upright, he slapped towards Meng Lang. Meng Lang pursed his lips slightly, and his right palm stretched out.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound.

"Okay, high-five, go!"

Nirous didn't want to fight Meng Lang, but lightly high-fived.

Monsters really do monsters.

The other onlookers thought that Nirous had suddenly changed his mind and was going to attack Meng Lang, but they didn't expect it to be a high-five.

The two of them are going to fight in the Void Valley Realm.

When the people saw Nereus depart, they slowly dispersed.

"Meng Lang, I'm sorry for your trouble!" Hua Ying said in an inaudible voice.

"Nothing?" Meng Lang waved his hand, to be honest, he was not for Hua Ying, but because Tuobal was too arrogant and didn't take himself seriously.

"Then, let's go ......"

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Half an hour later, Hua Ying and Meng Lang came to a building.

This building is a library building, which is reserved for outer disciples.

In front of the ancient gate were several spirit masters, who specialized in guarding the library and were slaves of the Hundred Refining Sect.

In fact, if the outer disciples really couldn't be promoted to the Immortal Realm within a year, they would become slaves of the Hundred Refining Sect. He said he was a slave for life, but he wasn't all.

The system of becoming a slave set up by the Hundred Refining Sect is also to motivate the disciples to make continuous breakthroughs, and if the disciples who become slaves meet the redemption conditions set by the Hundred Refining Sect, they can also take off the hat of a slave.

Everything is to improve the strength of the disciples.

Under the leadership of Hua Ying, Meng Lang walked into the library building.

"Wait a minute, are you going to spend the night in the library, or are you going to leave after dark?" said a slave-like spirit master.

"This. Hua Ying glanced at Meng Lang with big eyes, looking at what Meng Lang meant.

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes. The slave laughed and said, "If you two spend the night here, you will have to pay the overnight fee, and you will go back after dark, which is free." ”

What the rules, the library is like a hotel.

"Meng Lang, the library building is huge, if you want to find your favorite books, you won't be able to read them for a while, yes, many people will choose to stay overnight, that's all. Hua Ying explained in a low voice.

"Then, how much?" Meng Lang asked with a smile.

"Ten spirit stones in one night!"

The spirit stones of the Western Continent are different from those of the Eastern Continent.

Not only is the size a hundred times that of the spirit stones of the Eastern Continent, but they all seem to be top-grade spirit stones.

Fortunately, Meng Lang killed a few people and got some spirit stones, otherwise he really couldn't afford it.

"I don't need to, I'll just see and go. Hua Ying looked at Meng Lang who wanted to help her pay the money, and said a little weakly.

"Oh, I thought you were a couple, drunk and looking at the sword, the pleasure of adding fragrance to the red sleeves, but it's a pity that ......" the slave broke his mouth and bit a few words.

For Meng Lang, there are some clouds and mountains and fog covers.

However, Hua Ying understood that her face was a little crimson, which was very good-looking.

Walking into the library building, Meng Lang somewhat understood the true meaning.

It turns out that this library can take your favorite books to any part of the library to view, and there seem to be many separate rooms.

In the beginning, these separate rooms were set up only for disciples to meditate on and read books, and to meditate on them to achieve enlightenment.

Later, however, male and female disciples used it as a place to pour out their hearts to each other.

This kind of behavior, the Hundred Refining Sect did not stop it, but let it go.

Even if Meng Lang understood this, he would laugh it off, he wouldn't take it seriously, he wouldn't talk with Hua Ying alone in some small room with candles, adding fragrance to his red sleeves or something.

In fact, there are not many classics in the library in terms of spiritual skills, and there are many kinds of skills.

Along the way, Meng Lang saw dozens of skills, but he had never seen any spiritual skills.

It is not surprising that the spiritual masters of the Western Continent pay much more attention to the training of strength, far more than skill flexibility, and so on.

Then there are some miscellaneous theories, which are all kinds of insights written by some spirit masters, which can be regarded as exchanges with each other.

These are of no use to Meng Lang.

The library building is really big.

After walking through several palaces, you will see a turquoise meadow, the meadow is very wide, and at the end of the meadow, there is a row of buildings.

The townhouses are covered in dust and seem to be rarely visited.

Such a ghost attracted Meng Lang's attention.

"Well, there are some footprints that cover the dust," Meng Lang walked closer and found that this was indeed very ancient.

Even the footprints were dusty, and there weren't many people who patronized them.

The vermilion painted gate, as well as a few fresh handprints, seemed to have a few people like Meng Lang, who also entered it.

As soon as I walked into the building, in the center of the building, a stone tablet standing up to the sky was engraved with two ancient characters.

"Magic!"

The word magic is ancient and vicissitudes, as if it has gone through a long time, and the paint color is peeling off and mottled.

Buzzing~

Meng Lang suddenly felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and his ears were like many flies buzzing, and with the spirit of a ninth-order spirit master, it seemed that he couldn't stand it.

After the humming sound swept around in the sea of Meng Lang's divine sense, it stopped abruptly and disappeared.

Immediately, a broken wooden plaque appeared in front of Meng Lang's eyes.

"Congratulations, after passing the test of magic learning, you are a spirit master without spiritual thoughts, you can enter it, choose magic learning ......"

The meaning on the broken wooden plaque is very clear, Meng Lang has passed the assessment and can enter.

Meng Lang shook his head, stepped over the ancient stone monument, and walked into the building.

Rows and rows of old bookshelves, even, some of them are dilapidated.

Some of the texts were scattered all over the place, and even turned to dust.

Meng Lang casually picked up a dusty book, flicked off the dust, and opened it to take a look.

"The General Outline of Magic, suitable for those spirit masters who have no spiritual thoughts, only such spirit masters are qualified to cultivate magic ,......"

"My spiritual thoughts are entering the Western Continent, and as the spiritual power gradually disappears, the spiritual thoughts will return to the most primitive divine consciousness, I originally thought it was a bad thing, but I didn't expect that there would be such benefits. ”

Now, there is almost no trace of spiritual power in Meng Lang's body, it is all immortal power, and there is no trace of spiritual thoughts.

In this case, even the Holy Hearing did not give a definite explanation. After reading this classic, Meng Lang understood the original meaning.

"Magic, in fact, is the soul, using the powerful soul power, speaking it with the mouth, just like verbal criticism, you can defeat others with your mouth, it's really a strange thing to the top! It's a bit like the negative sect master of the wild land, you can attack people by saying the words......

Magic is recitation, and speaking is the meaning of rules.

Such a method is undoubtedly the method of the legendary gods.

"Rather, the cultivation of magic requires a strong soul, I don't have it, how can I say that I have the potential to cultivate magic?"

If you don't have spiritual thoughts, you can only be qualified to practice magic if you return to divine consciousness, but if you don't have spiritual thoughts, where can you get a soul.

The spiritual thoughts of the spiritual masters come from their souls, and without spiritual thoughts, there is no soul