The thirteenth floor is not thirteen, but nine, and is made of small, regular stone bricks, sandwiched between huge stone pillars and beams. Looking at it inside and out, Yang Xiu felt that this architectural skill was no less than that of ancient Chinese architecture, and the secret path was magical.

With Liu Wenzhong here, it is natural to fly in a hurry, Yang Xiu experienced the feeling of flying for the first time in a sober state, his excited palms were sweating, and he couldn't stop looking around.

Dozens of feet under his feet are endless mountain peaks, and in front of him is the blurry mountain fog that quickly retreats, Yang Xiu really experienced the feeling of galloping.

After a while, as the dense fog faded, pieces of exquisite buildings were revealed, making Yang Xiu subconsciously hold his breath.

The mountains are covered with blue bricks and gray tiles, green trees and red walls, and attics of different sizes and heights stand among them. There are low-level disciples practicing martial arts in the square, and those with higher cultivation are walking with swords in the air, and the faint clouds and mist are floating in the air, a fairy atmosphere.

Is this the world of immortal cultivators......

Yang Xiu felt that his eyes were not enough, he kept looking up and down, left and right, and his heart was instantly filled with an inexplicable thing - this is where immortal cultivators should come!

Yang Xiu on the flying sword felt something, but Liu Wenzhong's cultivation was too high, and the distance of more than ten miles was fleeting, and after a while, he took Yang Xiu over the core area of Tianshu Peak and landed at the foot of a small mountain.

This is a natural clearing, a tall attic rises from the back of the cliff, and the plaque above the gate reads "Liushutang" with three big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

Liu Wenzhong didn't say a word, landed directly in front of the attic, pushed open the door and walked straight in. Yang Xiu, who was following behind, was not too excited, and rushed over, but when he saw the situation inside the attic, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

On the first floor of the attic is a large room, and through the sunlight through the window, there are rows of tall wooden lattices, stacked with all kinds of books—square threads, rolls of bamboo slips, large and small, thin and thick, densely piled up in the whole space.

Yang Xiu was in a trance for a while, feeling as if he had traveled back to the library of the university on Earth.

When Yang Xiu was stunned, a figure suddenly rushed out of the darkness with lightning speed, Yang Xiu didn't react, the other party had already crossed Yang Xiu and rushed to Liu Wenzhong, bowed his head and smiled respectfully: "Hey~ Uncle Shi, why did you come here in person, I'll go make you some tea......"

"No need,"

Liu Wenzhong shook his head, pointed at Yang Xiu and said, "From today onwards, Yang Xiu will stay in the Liushutang. Fang Hou said, you should mention him more and tidy up the books here. ”

The figure known as Fang Houdao hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Only then did Yang Xiu see clearly that this person was an old man with gray hair and sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, who looked to be around sixty years old, his eyes narrowed into a slit when he smiled, and there was a smell of wine on his body. In the palm of the other party's back behind him, Yang Xiu also saw two white dice.

The six sides of the dice used by immortal cultivators are not red dots, but the six Chinese characters of 壹, 贰, 叁, 叁, 儡, Wu, and Lu.

On the one hand, Chinese characters are the foundation of the immortal cultivation world and have penetrated into all aspects of the life of immortal cultivators, on the other hand, spiritual stones and other objects often appear on the gambling tables of immortal cultivators, which are not suitable for and do not welcome mortals to participate, so there is this change.

The first time Yang Xiu saw this kind of dice with his own eyes, he paid more attention to it, but he didn't expect Fang Houdao to seem to notice it, and turned his head and grinned at Yang Xiu, his expression was very affectionate.

Liu Wenzhong cherished the words like gold, glanced around the messy hall, swept his eyes over Yang Xiu and Fang Houdao, turned around and left, and said without looking back: "Be honest, don't make trouble." ”

"Hey, big brother!"

Yang Xiuxin said how could he let you run away like this, hurriedly ran a few steps and rushed out of the door, chased after Liu Wenzhong and asked in a low voice, "That...... At the time of the Sanyin City Trade Fair, wasn't there a pill called Pure Yang and Pill......

Liu Wenzhong turned his head when he heard this, his eyes were like torches, and he stared at Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu immediately felt an incomparable coercion, his heart tightened and he hurriedly lowered his head, and only after half a moment did he hear Liu Wenzhong's calm voice:

"Don't call me Senior Brother in the future, you are just an ordinary miscellaneous disciple now. In addition, I was fully prepared before taking the Pure Yang Pill, I took the first Pure Yang Pill and it took six days to fully absorb the medicinal effect. ”

Yang Xiu was stunned, followed by a gust of wind in his ears, and when he raised his head again, Liu Wenzhong's figure was only a small black dot, and at the same time, a black shadow fell in mid-air, and was grabbed by Yang Xiu, who was quick-eyed, and looked at it, it was the long sword that Yang Xiu had taken from Long San.

There was a small bag tied to the hilt of the sword, and it was the extremely precious Pure Yang Pill.

"Damn...... I'm scared to death!" Yang Xiu wiped his cold sweat, and said in his heart that this is good, and his rank has dropped another layer for no reason.

I don't know how far this Senior Brother Liu has cultivated, and it is so uncomfortable to be glared at by him...... Anyway, where was this sword hidden just now, why didn't I see it?

However, complaining and complaining, Liu Wenzhong's words have already touched Yang Xiu's heart, if you are a bystander, who will tell you what you need to pay attention to when taking pills, this is the most valuable experience in the process of cultivating immortals!

Although this senior brother has a cold face, he is quite kind.

Pinching the small bag, Yang Xiu couldn't help but grin and snickered - the Pure Yang Pill was extremely rare, and even the official inner disciples couldn't easily get it.

Every time you pass through three small realms, it is a hurdle for immortal cultivators. The success rate of ordinary qualified immortal cultivators entering the fourth layer from the third layer of the quenching body is less than two percent, and the vast majority of people who have stepped on the path of cultivating immortals are planted here.

Yang Xiu is self-aware, although he has a talent for rebellious in immortal literature, but his talent for cultivating immortals can only be regarded as average. With this elixir, the certainty of breaking through the bottleneck in the future will undoubtedly be greatly increased.

In addition, after today's events, the big stone in Yang Xiu's heart was finally put down.

If he really wants to be beheaded, Tianshu Pavilion will not arrange himself here in another move, it is not clear what twists and turns it has, but at least his life has been saved. As for the direct downgrading from the previous inner disciple to a miscellaneous disciple, Yang Xiu didn't care very much.

The immortal cultivators in the Tianshu Pavilion are divided into several ranks, and the highest status is naturally the old man Zhuji, then his five apprentices, and then the disciples of Liu Wenzhong and Lin Shuangchen, and finally the inner disciples, outer disciples, and miscellaneous disciples.

If you want to calculate carefully, Yang Xiu, who is a miscellaneous disciple, should now call Liu Wenzhong his uncle, and call Liu Wenzhong's master, that is, the old man Zhuji, his master......

Yang Xiu sighed, scratched the corners of his eyebrows speechlessly, and decided to put these messy things aside for a while, and familiarize himself with the Liushutang first.

Turning around, Yang Xiu took a closer look around and found that the location where this Liushu Hall was located was extremely desolate. Looking around, there are all kinds of mountains, flowing water, green trees and wild flowers, and there is a small bridge across the river bank opposite, which has a unique artistic conception, but there is no trace of the activities of immortal cultivators.

It's a little remote, but it's better than losing your head. Yang Xiu was not a person who was not satisfied, so he packed up his mood and walked into the door.

Fang Houdao on the bamboo chair was crossing Erlang's legs, squinting and picking between his teeth, when he saw Yang Xiu walking in, he glanced at the long sword in Yang Xiu's hand, and asked with a smile: "Little junior brother, what do you have to do with Uncle Liu, and he personally sent you to Liushutang?"

"Hehe, in fact, I got lost in the mountains and was ...... by the teacher Uncle Shi brought it back. Yang Xiu remembered Liu Wenzhong's instructions and casually found an excuse.

As soon as he heard this, Fang Houdao, who was originally solemn, immediately collapsed, sat on the bamboo chair very relaxed, and said lazily: "Hey...... Ah, another unlucky ghost. Young man, which god have you offended to be sent to this place where birds don't?"

Yang Xiu moved a chair to Wan Houdao's side, and asked with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang, I won't tell you, I just entered the mountain gate today, and my eyes were dark about the situation in Tianshu Pavilion, and I was waiting for Senior Brother to answer my questions." ”

Yang Xiu spoke politely and put the posture of the junior very upright. The old man was very satisfied with Yang Xiu's attitude, coughed a few times, and then explained to Yang Xiu.

It turns out that this library has a beautiful name, but in fact, no one cares about it for a long time, and it is a place where Tianshu Pavilion specializes in storing useless books.

Since the discovery of the immortal practice by the sages of the human race, ancient immortal books have been discovered for thousands of years. Among them, there are very few peerless and only top-grade cultivation exercises, but many more are useless ordinary books.

For example, some Zhiwei novels that have nothing to do with cultivation, the travelogues and poems of literati and, and the messy articles that no one can understand at all, etc., these books account for the vast majority of the ancient Xianwen books that have been discovered.

Reading and comprehending unfamiliar texts is time-consuming to break through the cognitive barrier. Therefore, there are special immortal cultivators who quickly browse a large number of ancient books, and the relevant exercises are singled out for visualization and cultivation, and the rest will be sent to the Liushutang, and if the damage is serious, it will be burned directly, and the well-preserved ones will be stored in the Liushutang.

It is said that it is preserved, but in fact, the things that enter the Liushu Hall will not be cared for from now on, just like the disciples who guarded the Liushu Hall, they have been forgotten in the corner of the Tianshu Pavilion.

Yang Xiu was silent when he heard this, but a sense of excitement had already risen in his heart: Isn't this just right?

I need a quiet place to digest everything slowly, and even better if no one disturbs me!

After coming to this world, Yang Xiu's understanding of the immortal cultivation world was limited to the limited records in the "Immortal Wenmengxue", and he couldn't find anyone else to ask, in fact, he had long wanted to have a comprehensive understanding of this world, so that he could have more confidence in his heart.

These vast and seemingly useless books are like nectar juice to Yang Xiu now, and Yang Xiu can't wait to read them.

"But you're here just in time,"

Speaking of this, Fang Houdao gritted his teeth, and his old face turned into a flower, "After a while, senior brother will come to Liushutang to inspect, and before that, this place must be cleaned up, and all kinds of books will be sorted out." I'm old, and my body is not good, this is a great opportunity for you to perform~"

Yang Xiu was stunned, then grinned, and simply accepted the matter neatly. For the first time, doing more work is only beneficial, and for Yang Xiu, this is really not a difficult task.

......

Wan Houdao may not be as kind as his name, but he still looks like a senior brother, so he didn't immediately let Yang Xiu start sorting out the books, but arranged a room for Yang Xiu first and rested for one night.

The room is on the second floor of the Liushutang, with more than one zhang in length and width, and a bedding and a wooden table are all furnishings.

Too many things have happened in the past few days, and the voices and smiles of Aunt Liu and Huzi seem to be right in front of them, and the bloody and dazzling scenes are deeply rooted in my mind. Now he has been demoted from a formal disciple to a miscellaneous disciple, which makes Yang Xiu's heart mixed.

Yang Xiu took a deep breath, and when his thoughts were calm, he came to the table and began to organize the items on his body.

Yang Xiu took out the Pure Yang Pill first.

The Pure Yang Pill he had just obtained was a white pill that exuded a faint sweet smell, making it difficult for Yang Xiu to imagine that such an unsightly pill would have the legendary effect of defying the heavens.

Coupled with the top-grade Fire Spirit Pill and the Mysterious Ring that he had bought at the trade fair before, these three things were the most precious, and Yang Xiu hid them all close to him.

There were also a lot of things in the package he took from Long San, and Yang Xiu took them out and put them on the table one by one.

A small cyan porcelain vase, a neat stack of cotton cloth, a thick animal skin, and two thread-bound books, namely "Backing Mountain Palm" and "Mountain Splitting Sword" two kinds of martial arts cheats.

After being locked up in the stone tower for a few days, Yang Xiu was actually concentrating on martial arts while cultivating.

Only immortal cultivators in the middle stage of quenching can make flying swords, so in the early stage of quenching, some immortal cultivators will practice martial arts for self-defense, especially helpless casual cultivators like Long San, whose role is to maximize the use of spiritual power in the body and give full play to the advantages of immortal cultivators.

When he was in the stone tower, he had no sword in his hand, so Yang Xiu could only practice his palm.

This backer book details many powerful moves and how to use spiritual power to maximize the power of your attacks. While his martial arts have been improving in the past few days, Yang Xiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: No wonder Long San slapped himself half to death with one palm......

Even if it is similar to the opponent's skill, the power of his own punch and the power of Long Sanyi's palm are very different. The method used by this backer palm is very ingenious, and with the same trick action, the power of the backer palm is more than forty percent higher than that of ordinary bare hand strikes.

As for the cyan porcelain bottle, there are three low-grade fire spirit pills, Yang Xiu took one when he was cultivating in the stone tower, and his skills have been refined in the past few days, and this pill has contributed a lot.

As for the cotton cloth and animal skins, they were used to maintain the sword. Yang Xiu picked up the cotton cloth and held the sword in both hands, his eyes could not hide his excitement.

The sword was about two and a half feet long, and its entire body glowed with black light. The bottom of the blade is engraved with the two small characters of "White Deer", and then there is a dense line of fairy text, which extends along the spine of the sword to the tip of the sword, with the blade that flashes cold, it is extremely powerful.

However, compared to the beginning, the appearance of the white deer has changed greatly. Not only was the gauntlet flattened, but the grip was also tied with a layer of red cloth, and even the original gorgeous scabbard was replaced by a thick cloth wrapped around several circles.

Yang Xiu stroked the sword body with his fingers and muttered, "White Deer...... I'll use you to carve out a piece of the world!"