When the sun rises, the mist in the bamboo forest is dyed with colorful brilliance, which is very beautiful and dreamy, and the morning glow is brilliant, and finally dispels the morning mist and sprinkles it on people to feel warm.

Xiao Han strode towards a forbidden place, which was a spiritual mountain, with thousands of glows, thousands of colors, and a waterfall falling, which looked spectacular and magnificent.

The Hidden Scripture Pavilion was built in this beautiful and mysterious forbidden place, and no one was allowed to enter without permission, which was the supreme holy place of the Heavenly Pavilion.

Walking into this fairyland-like spiritual land, Xiao Han found that this place was really vast, and there were dozens of spiritual mountains, radiating auspicious light in the morning glow.

A magnificent and ancient building stands in front of it, it has a quaint atmosphere, which has survived since ancient times to the present, and has carried too much!

At that time, the foundation was built here, the treasure bones were buried, and the ancient god array was laid out, and this huge building was built, so it is difficult to erase it over the years.

The walls are made of huge stones, majestic and tall, and the tiles shimmer with pale gold, and the building is like a temple, dyed with a layer of divine brilliance in the morning glow.

Those who came back alive from the Sacred Mountain this time were all eligible to enter the Scripture Pavilion, so Xiao Han was no exception.

The scripture pavilion in front of you is like a temple, and it has more charm in the morning glow, and the tiles and walls are dyed with a layer of pale golden brilliance.

After walking here, facing it, it seems to be a pilgrimage, this moment makes people full of energy, there is a sense of piety and joy, and cleanses people's hearts.

"I'm here!" Xiao Han whispered, his big eyes were very bright.

It is such a heavy place, which is naturally guarded by strong people, and there are some people sitting on the boulder, motionless, like fossils, practicing and guarding the ancient land.

Xiao Han walked along the stone steps to the gate of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and was immediately blocked by a light curtain, there was an extremely powerful prohibition here, and it was difficult to force it through.

A mess of hair. The sleepy-eyed old man got up from the wicker chair, looked at him suspiciously, and then said, "So the area is open, go find it yourself!" ”

Xiao Han didn't ask much, he entered the ancient building, and the rows and rows of bookshelves were full of bone books, all of which were shiny and flowing, this was really a sea of books. He felt dizzy.

He continued to walk inside, and found that some of the bookshelves in some corners and in the deepest part were rotten, and the bone books were scattered all over the ground, and no one took care of them, and they were even buried in the dust.

Finally, he saw a fairly good cultivation method, and he studied and comprehended it for half an hour. Then, he moved on to the next place and continued to pick and watch.

Until the sun set, Xiao Han read more than thirty bone books, only two or three inspired him, and the rest were very mixed and of little value.

On the second day, Xiao Han came early again, facing the morning and evening, looking at the morning mist, he entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and this time he picked out a dusty bone book.

Blowing away the dust, revealing a pale golden luster, this bone is some years old, very old, already cracked, but it does not affect the study, the symbol is still very clear.

Although he didn't get the treasure he wanted, every time he studied a scripture, he would feel a lot more comfortable in his body, and then he would roar, like an artifact that had been wiped for a long time, and the light became more and more brilliant.

Reading hundreds of bone books in a month actually had such a direct impact on him, making him understand the essence of runes more thoroughly.

Even, as a result, he was inspired, and he also understood the original true solution more and more, starting from simplicity and looking for answers from the Ten Thousand Classics.

Reciting scriptures every day, all kinds of mysteries appeared, Xiao Han was immersed in a wonderful situation, and became more and more focused and obsessed.

Many scriptures may be useless, but after reading them all the way, he can still feel that the flesh and blood activity has increased, and the spirit and spirit are slowly growing.

This is a harvest season, but also a fulfilling day, Xiao Han is practicing every day, full of energy, and has a sense of joy every day.

In addition, in his spare time, he went to visit many of his classmates, had a big meal together, and then let the baby steal a few jars of old wine from the elders and drink them together, which was very pleasant.

It was a happy time, and no matter how many years passed, he would never forget it and remember it in his heart.

Many years later, even though many people are no longer in the world, he can still clearly remember and remember their voices and smiles.

"Senior brother, you lost again, drink."

It was a night full of laughter, a group of people were drinking swaying, and even some senior sisters were spitting wine, their faces were flushed, and they were more delicate than flowers.

In the distance, there was a roar from Elder Table Cloud: ", who stole my medicine and wine again, don't let me catch him!" ”

During this period, it was also accompanied by Elder Zhuo Yun's curse, he was even more miserable, there were not a few jars left in a cellar of old wine, and all of them were looted.

At this, a group of young men and women all laughed, all blushing, and drank in a happy mood, and were extremely happy.

"Boom"

The thunder was amazing, and the lightning and light on the spiritual mountain were intertwined, like hanging one waterfall after another, piercing Xiao Han's body protection runes, and hitting his body, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and the whole person flew sideways. Fall down a cliff.

With a bang, as strong as his flesh could not bear it, his whole body was in severe pain, and his bones seemed to be broken, smashing the ground into a human-shaped pit.

"Senior, lightly." He grinned.

"If you want to learn the law of thunder, you must experience it with your heart, perceive it with your body, and not experience the baptism of thunder. How can we understand the truth and mystery of this? ”

Old Ancestor Hongfang's hair is like a steel needle, very powerful, not merciless at all, and his palm is glowing. Another string of thunderbolts flew and blasted Xiao Han away.

And the ground was directly shattered, and tens of thousands of catties of boulders became powder.

Xiao Han howled miserably, this is really a hellish grind. A while ago, I was just enlightened, and I realized the rune essence of thunder, but now I am really moving. It was repaired badly.

"I feel it with my heart!" Xiao Han insisted, against Lei Zu, his body glowed, golden runes flickered, and a unicorn turned into a form, roaring, and rushed forward.

"It's better than before, but it's not good, it's not at your extreme!" Old Ancestor Hong Fang said, opening his mouth is a thunder river, impacting.

With a bang, the unicorn cracked, and then exploded, and the golden lightning flew, leveling the mountain and forest, leaving nothing left.

"Thunder and lightning represent rage, destruction, and one of the most powerful attack techniques, but it also has life, it gives birth to new life, and now you only know its destructive side."

Hong Fang said, he bathed in the thunder light, his breath became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was really a kind of vitality, and then he came again with thunder and lightning.

"I've always been bombarded, and of course I can only sense its devastating side." Xiao Han screamed and resisted with all his might, a pair of small arms turned golden, and lightning struck forward one after another.

However, the realm is far behind, one is one of the masters who ask Tiange, known as the ancestor, and the other is just a child, how can he be an opponent.

As a result, he flew again, and was struck by a bolt of lightning and his whole body was full of black smoke, his hair stood on end, and the smell of flesh wafted from his body.

"You are the one who wants to represent the sect to compete with other sects, don't be cruel, and then you will lose the face of the sect." Hong Fang said with a serious face.

"It's not like I don't practice, come on!" Xiao Han was not intimidated at all.

After another ten days like this, Xiao Han has also made great progress, and the next thing is the sect trial.

Xiao Han entered the virtual world again, looking at this dilapidated courtyard, a desolate place, at this moment he had a different emotion in his heart, a radius of dozens of miles has turned into the Gobi, only this dilapidated courtyard is still there, as if it is the only life, making people feel a glimmer of hope in the desolation.

Since bringing back his body, Xiao Han entered here for the first time, because he had some scruples, and this time he came in mainly because of the existence of the knife, because the knife did not leave him.

"Where is your master, go and follow him!" Xiao Han looked at the corpse brought back from the Sacred Mountain and said to the ancient knife.

"Whoosh".

The ancient knife instantly floated to the side of his body, and Xiao Han watched quietly, not knowing what to do.