Above the hub square, the atmosphere is a little depressing.

In the void, there is a treasure boat suspended, covering the sky and the sun, and the flag representing the Lin family on it is waving in the wind.

Buzzing!!

The void trembled, and pillars of light fell from the sky, and when the light dissipated, a large number of figures were revealed, and everyone looked different, some were tired, some were disappointed, some were excited, and there were thousands of different postures.

"Bold Punishment!"

With a loud shout, the void trembled, attracting everyone's attention.

"Huh?"

As soon as Yan Xing walked out of the pillar of light, he sensed a Dawson's cold qi and locked him, if it wasn't for the headquarters of the Flying Immortal Cave Heaven now, he had no doubt that these guys would break him into pieces.

"Yan Xing, you have the blood of the same sect on your hands, and you killed the children of my Lin family on the Dust Star, and I now order you to go with us and find out what happened."

"Old thing, come as soon as you open your mouth, do you have proof?"

Yan Xing's eyes were cold, and he looked back unceremoniously, there is one thing to say, everyone was killed by Wang Bao'er, right? He's a good old man, how can he kill someone?

The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded, they didn't expect Yan Xing to dare to speak to an elder like this.

"Presumptuous!"

The voice on the flying boat, with a hint of anger, the void distorted, and a large black hand grabbed Yan Xing.

I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, this Lin family has lost its ancestral land, and this is a complete breakdown.

Yan Xing's heart was happy, standing still in place, it didn't matter, someone would do something for him.

"That's enough."

"Elder Lin Kong, don't make trouble, leave this place immediately."

The old man's voice came from the direction of the Internal Affairs Division, and everyone was in a trance, and when they came back to their senses, the Great Elder Sikong was already standing in front of Yan Xing, and the pitch-black giant palm was cut into nothingness by his gaze.

"Humph!"

Lin Kong stood on top of the flying boat, his old face was dark, and there was an evil saint with a sluggish breath standing beside him, it was he who had exited the trial ground in advance and reported to the Lin family.

Whether it is the dust world behind Sikong or the Wang family behind Wang Bao'er, it is not a behemoth that the Lin family can afford to provoke, Lin Kong is no longer satisfied in his heart, so he can only turn the treasure boat and leave in disgrace.

"Thank you, Great Elder!"

"Hehe, you are a good boy, you can surprise the old man every time you meet."

Sikong stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, sensing the much stronger aura of Yan Xing, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart, the growth speed of the monster really couldn't be measured by common sense.

"Yan Xing, come to see me at the Department of Internal Affairs in a day's time, I have something to discuss with you."

"yes, I see."

Yan Xing's eyes flashed slightly, looking at Sikong's distant back, thinking in his heart.

The crowd surged, and many of the disciples of the Flying Immortal Inner Sect looked at Yan Xing with a hint of jealousy.

Fighting with Elder Lin Kong, and being close to Great Elder Sikong like a grandson, even if it is a powerful true disciple, few can do this.

This time, Yan Xing can be regarded as a famous inner door.

After catching up with Raymond and the others for a while, everyone went back to their respective homes, and they wanted to go back to digest the harvest this time and turn it into their own strength as soon as possible.

Yan Xing didn't immediately go back to the secluded valley, this is the hub square, and the library pavilion is on the side, just right, to receive the benefits of the Dust Realm, a precious consciousness exercise.

Other disciples will come to the Library Pavilion to apply in the early stage of breakthrough, but Yan Xing, an outlier, has broken through in advance with his profound background and strong talent.

Walking into the library pavilion, it was still the same taste, filled with the breath of knowledge, Yan Xing did not stay on the first floor, directly crossed a layer of light film barrier, and ascended to the second layer.

The space on the second floor of the library is much smaller, and the bookshelves are less than half of the first floor, but in terms of the value of the classics, it must be far more than the one below.

"Pavilion Master!"

Hum, the void cracked a crack and swallowed Yan Xing inside.

"Yan Xing, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you've arrived in the Dust Realm so soon?"

The pavilion master was very impressed by Yan Xing, but in half a year, he had crossed a big realm when he met again, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

"What do you need this time?"

"Old rules, I'd better take a look at the free classics first, Pavilion Master, go and get busy, don't worry about me."

Yan Xing looked familiar, and he couldn't wait to summon the light curtain, with the improvement of his strength, the talent [Endless] became stronger, this time he directly opened the thousand-faced light curtain, and at the same time flipped through a thousand classics, the speed was still terrifying, as if he was fooling around.

"This kid ......"

The pavilion master shook his head speechlessly, and his figure was illusory for a while, and it dissipated.

"The information recorded in these classics is really much more precious!"

The first layer of knowledge is just some common sense, although the amount is vast, but it is also relatively shallow, and the second layer has already involved some secrets, which is much more obscure and more useful.

Eleven hours later, Yan Xing took Sikong's words to heart and reluctantly stopped.

"Pavilion Master, I want to receive the Consciousness Exercise."

The brilliance condensed into a figure, nodded, and said, "Yan Xing, what is the law of your Dao source?" ”

To a certain extent, it is the aspect of the monk, and practicing the corresponding exercises can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Uh......"

Yan Xing fell into a deep groan, he now has twelve laws in his body, and there will only be more in the future, it is really difficult to make him choose the genus bias.

"Pavilion Master, is there a universal technique that is suitable for all laws?"

"What do you think?"

The Pavilion Master's face darkened, and she wanted to lift Yan Xing's skull to see what was in his head.

"Understood, Pavilion Master, my Dao source is the Divine Light Law."

Yan Xing apologized and chose his strongest law, the 0.9 ring of the unparalleled law of fate, which is not as good as this peerless eight rings.

"As you wish."

The pavilion master raised his hand and waved, a scroll of pictures slowly unfolded, and in the boundless black void, there was a dim and dull day, with five big characters on it - "Golden Ooning Nirvana Map".

Hmmm-

Yan Xing froze in place, his eyes flashed with divine light, and the vast cry in his ears seemed to run through the past and the present.

That round of the great sun became clearer and clearer in the horizon, slightly distorted, and actually turned into a three-legged golden crow curled up in a ball.

The sight was frantically pulled in, and the scene changed again, the huge body of the golden crow, every part, and every golden feather were all condensed by the dense origin divine text, which was mysterious and unpredictable, and the Tao and reason were contained in it.

Wow!!

The golden crow cried, awakened from its deep sleep, flapped its wings and flew high, turning into a round of rising golden sun, shining brightly, illuminating the endless darkness......

In Yan Xing's senses, he was only stunned for a moment, but in fact, most of the time had passed in the outside world.

The pavilion master waited patiently, and also knew that it would take a lot of effort for this mysterious totem to be imprinted into his consciousness, and it would be extremely depleting to the monk's spirit.

I learned.

Yan Xing's eyes twitched, and he came back to his senses, and as if he was instinctive, the Endless Divine Soul particles began to reorganize, forming an extremely mysterious, blazing and bright 'Consciousness Domain'.

Hmmm-

It can be seen with the naked eye that the vast consciousness fluctuations behind Yan Xing escaped, turning into a hovering and flying golden crow, and then blooming with endless light, like a great sun, quietly suspended behind his head.

"This can't be!!"

The pavilion master's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most incredible scene, and his mouth opened unconsciously wide.

"You, you ......"

The pavilion master stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Xing, his fingertips trembling, and the body of light and shadow began to twist and transform inexplicably, switching back and forth between the entity and the endless rune garbled code, as if it was about to collapse.

"Pavilion Master?"

Yan Xing frowned, looking at the pavilion master who was in a strange state, a little unclear.

"Yan Punishment!!"

The pavilion master's figure twisted violently, then stabilized and stepped out, appearing in front of Yan Xing in an instant, almost falling into his arms.

"Help, save me......"

"Yan Xing, save me!!"

Yan Xing's pupils shook when he heard this, and he looked down, intertwining with the pavilion master's gaze.

What a complicated gaze.

Pleading, pain, grievance, vastness, dead silence......

"Pavilion Master, what are you!?"

Before Yan Xing's words fell, the figure of the Pavilion Master of the Library Pavilion suddenly froze, and it suddenly collapsed into a point of light and dissipated, and then a light appeared, condensing a figure again, his eyes were calm, still as intellectual as before, full of reason and wisdom.

"Yan Xing, what's wrong with you?"

"The consciousness exercise has been imprinted into your consciousness, you can just take good care of it in the future, is there anything else you need?"

What's going on?

Yan Xing's brows were furrowed, the change in the two of them before and after the pavilion master made him dazed, the scene just now, the voice of the poignant pleading still echoed in his mind, but it was not an illusion.

"Trouble the pavilion master, I still have something to do, see you next time."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Xing didn't ask the pavilion master, his intuition told him that it was useless, so he treated it as if nothing had happened just now, arched his hand, and withdrew from the dimensional space.

What secrets are hidden in this library pavilion?

Yan Xing looked back at the towering library pavilion, his thoughts were difficult to calm down, the picture of the pavilion master asking for help just now had been playing back in his mind.

"Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, it seems to be ......"

Pressing his thoughts, Yan Xing paced away and walked towards the Department of Internal Affairs in the distance.