Qingyun Sect, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

“……”

Looking at the familiar building in front of him, Li Changqing let out a long sigh with a complicated expression and slowly walked in.

The sloppy man who was guarding the outer pavilion was still the same sloppy man, because he had heard his surname before, Li Changqing respectfully stepped forward and said, "Elder Zheng! ”

"Huh?"

The sloppy man was still asleep before, but he was just woken up by Li Changqing, rubbed his eyes, and said to Li Changqing half-asleep, "Want to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" Take the token out. ”

Li Changqing had already entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before, so he naturally knew the rules of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and immediately took out the wooden card of the inner disciple on his waist.

Before Li Changqing came to the Scripture Pavilion, this wooden plaque was asked for by the white-clothed elders of the Xingwu Hall, and it seemed to be infused with some kind of prohibition.

"Li Changqing?"

The sloppy man frowned when he saw the name on the wooden sign, as if he was much more energetic all of a sudden, and looked at Li Changqing with a strange expression.

Li Changqing could only smile helplessly, he had long been accustomed to the strange gazes of others.

However, the sloppy man didn't say much, just shook his head, and then injected the aura into the wooden card, as if he felt the forbidden power, erased it, and then threw the wooden card at Li Changqing.

"The sect quest gets a chance to enter the Scripture Pavilion ......"

"Boy, give you a chance to pick three spells in an hour, go in."

Li Changqing took the wooden plaque and thanked him again, "Thank you, Elder Zheng." ”

"Hmm."

The sloppy man still nodded coldly, and seemed to have no more communication with Li Changqing, so he closed his eyes.

After Li Changqing hung the wooden card around his waist, he walked out of the outer cabinet and went to the cabinet to choose some spells.

Even though he has been in the inner gate of Qingyun Sect for nearly a month, he still feels that the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is really magnificent, not to mention the gorgeous and exquisite appearance, just looking at its interior, it makes people have an inexplicable sense of solemnity, the only deficiency is that Zheng Chang of the Outer Pavilion is too sloppy and unkempt.

At the moment when Li Changqing had just walked into the cabinet, his eyes suddenly froze, and he smiled bitterly.

I didn't expect that I had just entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I ran into an acquaintance again, this Qingyun Sect is really small!

But I saw that the acquaintance in front of Li Changqing was not Yang Jingyao, who had never seen him since he met him once in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion a month ago?

"Senior Brother Li......"

The moment Yang Jingyao saw Li Changqing, his eyes widened in shock, and the smile on his face froze suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Senior Brother Yang."

Li Changqing was also a little surprised, and at the same time very curious, he hadn't seen Yang Jingyao in the inner door these days, and he didn't know where he had gone these days.

At the same time, he also glanced at a white-robed woman standing next to Yang Jingyao who was obviously not a Qingyun Sect, but saw that she glanced at Li Changqing with an unkind expression, and her eyes were full of disdain.

"You Qingyun Sect is really, the one who was sent to receive me in the past few days is a rude man, even if you meet casually, it's still a man, don't you Qingyun Sect have a woman up and down? What an arrogant little sect who doesn't know how to be polite! ”

The white-robed woman complained impatiently.

"Miss Wang said with a smile, it's just a coincidence, Senior Sister Jiang, who wanted to send you to receive you, happened to go down the mountain to carry out the sect's mission these days, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, just complain to my master."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Yang Jingyao's eyes as he looked at the white-robed woman, and then he said to Li Changqing apologetically, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Li, I still have important things to do now, and I'll talk to you when I'm free." ”

"Well, Senior Brother Yang will go get busy first."

Li Changqing knew that now was not the time to talk to Yang Jingyao, so he walked away with interest.

Who is this woman in the white robe?

Judging by his clothes, he looks like a disciple of another sect.

Why are there disciples from other sects in the Scripture Pavilion?

Li Changqing was confused, but he also knew that this was not something he should worry about.

Next, he should still choose a few spells to strengthen his own strength!

Li Changqing took a deep breath.

He pondered his question carefully, if he talked about swordsmanship, he could already use the blink sword technique, although the current power was still too weak, but with the later cultivation, the blink sword technique would only get stronger and stronger.

But the way he attacked was too simple, and it was not enough to rely on a blink of an eye sword technique, he was hesitating whether to practice a slightly worse sword technique now, or wait for the sword elder to wake up and give him a stronger sword technique, if he injected too much energy into that slightly worse sword technique, he was afraid that he would go further and further in the wrong sword path, and there would be no turning back.

So he forcibly suppressed the urge to pick another sword technique, and decided to choose a spell of his own law first, after all, if he didn't have a body technique to get close to the opponent, his sword technique would not be able to be used.

When he chose the spell he wanted among the tens of thousands of wooden tablets in the Scripture Pavilion, he only felt that his head was big, and he secretly sighed that he was kicked out last time he didn't have time to visit the Scripture Pavilion.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Li Changqing carefully selected the heart-warming body spells, because the spells in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are not only varied, but also not classified, and all kinds of spells are randomly distributed everywhere, so Li Changqing just picked out the three self-spells, and it took Li Changqing nearly half an hour, which are:

Like a shadow step, the spirit trick level body method.

Flying cloud step, the spirit trick level body method

Luo Yanbu, Lingjue-level body method.

The three books are all spirit trick-level body methods, Li Changqing searched for a long time, and he didn't find a magic trick-level body method, but he was a little disappointed.

"Luo Yanbu ......"

Li Changqing opened the three self-methods one by one and looked at them one by one, and finally stopped his gaze on the third self-method, Luo Yanbu.

"Luo Yanbu is divided into three layers, and when you practice to the last layer, you can turn into clouds and smoke without a trace."

How can you have such a weird body?

Li Changqing's heart moved, gritted his teeth, put away this Luo Yanbu, and then placed the other two self-methods in a corner casually, he didn't remember where these two self-methods came from, but thinking that everyone was also everywhere, he didn't care.

"Now that I have the body method, then I can still pick two spells, what can I choose?"

Li Changqing hesitated again, not knowing which spells to choose.

However, there was not much time left, and in the end, after Li Changqing carefully selected two Fa books, he returned to the outer pavilion of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

However, to Li Changqing's surprise, although there were many types of spells in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, spell-level spells seemed to be extremely rare.

Fire control, a psychic level spell.

Fueling palm, magic level palm.

I saw Jiang Xi cast the fire control technique during the mission of the sect, it was not a useless spell, and after reading the introduction inside, it was not difficult to learn, so I chose this spell, and Li Changqing, the fire palm, was also looking for a long time, and it could also greatly enhance his attack ability, in general, Li Changqing was still very satisfied with the harvest of coming to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion this time.

Li Changqing came to the sloppy man with a total of three spells, and said respectfully, "Elder Zheng, the disciple will borrow these spells. ”

The sloppy man nodded, and then looked at the spells that Li Changqing was holding, his expression remained unchanged, and he waved a hand at random, and these spells disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Huh? Elder Zheng? ”

Li Changqing was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this meant.

The sloppy man glared at Li Changqing, but did not explain, then waved his hand again, and three wooden tablets appeared again, before he said dissatisfiedly, "This is the rubbings of those three spells, the original of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion cannot be borrowed, you can take these three rubbings and go." ”

Li Changqing suddenly realized, laughed awkwardly, and took over the three rubbings.

After taking these three rubbings, Li Changqing skillfully walked towards the backmountain waterfall of Qingyun Sect.