Now that Hua Jianli has those precious elixirs picked from the edge of the cliff, he occasionally goes to the mission hall to do some small tasks, exchange for some daily spiritual grasses, and plant them all by the spiritual spring.

It's equivalent to having a miniature elixir storehouse.

The elixir spirit grass has grown extremely fast after being nourished by the spiritual spring, and the refined elixir is also better than the previous one, and the effect is even better.

Some of the pills that could not be refined before due to lack of raw materials can now be tried one by one.

In this way, Hua Jian practiced swords, drew spirit runes, refined spirit pills, and practiced formations with his master every day, and unconsciously passed more than three months.

Hua Jian only felt that there were countless things to learn, and she hated that there was too little time every day, not enough for her to learn more knowledge.

It is late autumn, the autumn breeze is light in the mountains, the leaves of the mountains are yellow in the green, and the yellow is translucent in the red, swaying with the wind, which is dazzling.

On this day, I was reading in the library between flowers, and because it was late when I went, and I was attracted by the knowledge in the book, I gradually forgot the time.

When I finished reading it, I realized that it was already time, and she was the only one left in the entire library pavilion, and the door to the first floor was also locked.

It seems that you can't get out from the main entrance, and all the windows can only be opened from the outside, but there is still a window that can be opened from the inside, but this window is on the fifth floor at the top of the library.

The fifth floor has always been a mysterious area of the sect, and it has never been opened to the public, except for Luo Huaigu, Yun Tingshen and Ye Chaoqiu, no one knows what is inside, she still happened to hear the conversation of the disciple on duty in the library pavilion before, and only then did she know that there was a window on the fifth floor.

Huajian shouted for a long time, but no one answered, and no one came to open the door. After hesitating for a while, she decided to jump down from the window on the fifth floor, and now that there was no one else in the library, no one should know that she had been to the fifth floor.

It's a big deal, she doesn't see anything with her eyes closed, as long as she goes out, it's not a violation of the rules.

Hanama Li climbed up the stairs all the way to the fifth floor, took a deep breath, pushed open the vermilion door, and quickly locked the position of the window in the darkness as the "squeak" of the door opened.

Then he closed his eyes, walked in and closed the door, and quickly groped to the window, ready to open the window and jump down.

At this moment, there was a sound of things falling from the side, which startled Hanama.

Hua Jianli turned his head to look, and through the little moonlight revealed by the window, he could see clearly what had fallen on the ground.

It was a heavy book, the blue cover was already a little whitish, and there were some lines on the surface.

Hanama hurriedly picked up the book, trying to put it back on the bookshelf next to it.

However, in the next second, she was stunned by the scene in front of her, only to see the book fly out of her hand, floating less than three inches from her eyes.

Hanama rubbed her eyes in disbelief, she had read so many books, and she had never seen a book that she could fly!

The book suddenly glowed yellow and opened slowly.

The paper in the book was yellow, and there wasn't a word on it!

Before Hua Jianli could be surprised, he saw a pale golden virtual villain projected from the wordless book, and the villain closed his eyes and meditated, with words in his mouth.

Hua Jianli listened carefully, and finally heard what the villain said.

The little man changed his gesture as he said, "The Lord is still standing still, and he still needs to settle down; Sweep away the three hearts and destroy all the thoughts; If you want to get rid of delusions, you must first be enlightened; The accumulation of habits without thoughts matures, which can lead to dreamlessness; Always a true inner guard, everywhere is empty. ”

"Don't be fascinated by joy, but refine your own skills...... The gods stand in the nine heavens, the wind and clouds surge, all the laws are empty, the nine heavens dragon chant, shattering the void, until the avenue is simple, and the gods are mortal. ”

The flowers were in a fog when they heard it, and they saw three big characters on the book: "Zhu Xian Ling".

This villain seems to be reciting a kind of mental method, but what kind of mental method is so arrogant, dare to call it "Zhu Xian"!

In a moment of surprise, the phantom in front of him opened his eyes, and suddenly turned into a ball of golden light that wrapped the flower from his body.

Then it slowly merged into her body, and in an instant, Hua Jian felt that something was more in her mind.

Those mental methods that she didn't understand were deeply seared into her mind, as if she was born with this mental method.

Hua Jianli felt like she was dreaming at this time, and she unconsciously went through the mental method completely in her heart, and when she finished chanting, she found that this was actually an immortal-level mental method!

If one can comprehend the true meaning of it, it will be easy to beat a cultivator of the same level, and it will not be difficult to even skip the level to challenge.

It's just that it takes a long time to thoroughly read the Heart Sutra and understand the meaning of each word, and some of the obscure parts have to go back to the teacher.

Unexpectedly, in this library pavilion, there is also a fairy-level heart method!

After the golden light dissipated, the wordless book closed automatically again, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Hanama didn't have time to think about it, so he just wanted to put the book back and leave the library first, so as not to be discovered.

was bending down to pick up the book, suddenly a palm wind hit from the right, Hua Jianli quickly picked up the book, sideways dodge, the palm wind hit the bookshelf, the bookshelf shook a few times, and it looked like it was about to fall.

Hanama walked a few steps away, quickly held up the bookshelf, and put the wordless book back by the way.

She breathed a sigh of relief, if the bookshelf fell, she would have to pack up for a while before leaving.

"Who?!" Hua Jianli let out a low sigh and looked in the direction where the palm wind was blowing, and saw that it was pitch black, and all he could see was a table and an empty bookshelf.

There was no one, Hua Jian blinked suspiciously, the palm just now seemed to be useless at all, soft, as if it was teasing her.

Just when Hua Jianli thought she was hallucinating, a nice male voice rang out from behind the bookcase, "Hey, you're disturbing my sleep." ”

The voice was languid, a little low, and slightly hoarse, and it was very clear in the dark and silent space.

Then a black figure walked out of the corner, and Hanama stood vigilantly in place, his hand quietly clenching the sword behind his back.

As soon as the man moved, she struck.

However, the man didn't seem to have any intention of making a move. After taking a few steps forward slowly, Hua Jianli saw the man's face clearly.

The man was more than seven feet tall, thin but not woody, with a pale complexion, a delicate face, and a look of some displeasure.

Isn't this Pang Jiayi, the dark horse who challenged the high-level disciples of the foundation building period in the Xianmen Great Competition and won the top spot?

Listening to him, he seems to be sleeping here?

Why does he sleep here, isn't it open to the public?

How Pang Jiayi looks, it's as if he treats this place as his own bedroom.

Before Hua Jianli could figure it out, Pang Jiayi suddenly made a move, his body shook, and he slashed towards Hua Jianli with one palm.

Hua Jian was shocked, and hurriedly punched sideways, separating Pang Jiayi's right hand.

(End of chapter)