After silently memorizing the contents of the book in his mind, Tang Hao put it back in its place.

In the dark, he always felt that this exercise might bring him some unexpected surprises.

Glancing around, seeing that those bookshelves had been swept by themselves, Tang Hao turned around and headed towards the second floor.

At this time, Baili and Qinghe were still standing at the gate, and there were dozens of scrolls or books floating in front of Baili, each of which seemed to be quite unusual.

At first, Baili's expression was still full of excitement, but when he finished reading all the exercises in front of him, his brows were deeply furrowed.

The array spirit looked at the silent Baili and asked unhurriedly, "How?" ”

After closing the last exercise, the excitement of Baili before had long since disappeared.

Looking at the array spirit in front of him, he suddenly asked, "Isn't there a technique that can be cultivated all the way to the immortal realm?" ”

It turned out that the exercises in front of me that were found by the array spirits, although they did not require realm bloodlines and races, all of them had a hard injury.

That is, these exercises can only support cultivation to the Mahayana realm.

And once you reach Mahayana, these exercises will no longer help you in any way.

Since he was looking for exercises for his own people, Baili certainly wanted to find a book that could at least be cultivated to the fairyland.

Although Mahayana is the pinnacle of the mortal realm, it is still the mortal realm in the end.

All the races in the wilderness are full of strength, and the weak eat the strong.

Sometimes, quantitative change does not lead to qualitative change.

The great world is coming, even if all the races have cultivated to the Mahayana, but if they face those Taiyi and Daluo beings who are beyond all things, no amount of Mahayana will be in vain.

Hearing Baili's words, the array spirit shook his head, "It's not that there are no exercises in the fairy realm that can be cultivated all the time, but they don't meet the requirements you just said." ”

"In the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, only these exercises in front of you are not restricted by the racial realm."

As soon as he heard this, a trace of regret flashed in Baili's eyes.

But before he could continue to speak, Qing He, who had been silent since Tang Hao left, suddenly spoke: "Why are you so stupid?" ”

"Can't you let those human races cultivate to Mahayana first, and then choose other exercises?"

"There's a gentleman, don't you just come here if you want to?"

Looking at Baili with a tangled face in front of him, Qing He pouted and said.

It seems that the celebrity in front of him still doesn't know what his identity is now!

As Mr.'s entourage, where can the whole flood go away?

When the array spirit heard Qing He's words, the expression on his face did not change, but nodded very approvingly: "Yes, my lord is a friend of the Tongtian Sage, you can come again at any time." ”

"All the exercises here, as long as you like them, you can take them away."

Can you take it away?!

Baili was stunned for a moment, and his eyes subconsciously glanced around.

Not to mention the above, just on the bookshelves placed on this floor, there are no less than thousands of exercises.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was created by a saint, and in addition to some of the core secret methods of the ancient race, almost all the exercises of the flood wilderness were collected.

Take it all away? This Heavenly Saint is too generous, isn't he?

Baili thought of what Qing He said before, and suddenly understood in his heart why the array spirit in front of him would say this.

It's not that the saint is generous, but that Mr. he... It's too strong!

"I don't know why Mr. accepted you, your brain seems to be even dumber than mine."

A trace of melancholy flashed on Qing He's delicate little face, and standing behind Baili, she put her hands around her chest and shook her little head.

is obviously a little girl, but she insists on pretending to be old-fashioned, and she can't cry or laugh when she sees it.

"Little one, all the clothes on your body were bought with my spirit stones."

"That's not right, right?"

I thought that the opportunity was rare, but I would have thought that I would come here if I wanted to, and Baili's still somewhat regretful mood suddenly dissipated.

Looking at Qing He behind him, he smiled and quipped.

"Hey, hey, what's the little guy, my cultivation seems to be higher than yours, right?"

Hearing Baili's little guy, Qinghe was immediately a little unhappy.

Although no matter who he saw before, Qing He was called by his brothers and sisters, but those people were either Da Luo beings like Xuanming Su Daji, or Ao Li'er and Su Wanwan, who were familiar with Tang Hao.

Baili just met Mr. Yi, so Qinghe naturally wouldn't call him his brother.

Facing the puffed out mouth of Qing He, Baili carefully selected the exercises in front of him for the clansmen, and continued to smile: "In terms of age, I can be your ancestor, in terms of strength, although I am only a true immortal now, but..."

"I look like I'm about to break through again." Picking up the book of exercises in front of him, Baili raised his head, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

On the other side, Tang Hao had already walked to the second floor at this time.

Compared to the hall on the first floor, the area on the second floor is obviously much less.

And there were not many disciples in the first place, but after Tang Hao entered the second floor, there were already very few.

With his gaze sweeping, Tang Hao only saw a total of three inner disciples of the Sect Interception Sect standing in different directions, looking for exercises that suited him.

Without much thought, Tang Hao took a step and walked to a bookshelf by the stairs.

It was still just a glance, and the books on the entire bookshelf had already been taken into Tang Hao's eyes.

"This Xuan-level kung fu doesn't look very good."

Continuing to walk towards the second bookshelf, the anticipation in Tang Hao's eyes began to slowly dissipate.

The exercises he saw at this time, although they were all extraordinary, were of no use to his current self.

What Great Yan Treasure Sutra, Purple Yang Jue, Brute Elephant Strength Technique, Liuguang Divine Palm, just by glancing at the name of the exercise, Tang Hao couldn't arouse the slightest interest.

Soon, the entire second floor was finished by Tang Hao, and it was no surprise that he didn't take a fancy to all the exercises here.

"Just go straight to the fourth floor."

After thinking about it, Tang Hao skipped the third floor and came directly to the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

Compared to downstairs, there is only one bookshelf here.

The entire fourth floor was empty and quiet.

Tang Hao slowly walked to the bookshelf, the huge bookshelf was just a place with dozens of exercises.

So few?

Looking at the exercises in front of him, Tang Hao raised his eyebrows.

Although the Heavenly Rank Exercises are precious, the Interception Sect is also a great sect, and there are only dozens of copies, and the number is indeed a little small.

Shaking his head, Tang Hao casually glanced at those exercises.

The next moment, the names of dozens of exercises came to mind.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, as if he had seen something interesting, a trace of interest appeared on Tang Hao's face again.

This technique looks good!

With a light in his eyes, Tang Hao stretched out his hand and took down a simple and unpretentious scripture book from the bookshelf in front of him.

Unlike those exercises downstairs, the content of the Heavenly Rank Exercises is very small, only a few pages.

And the text is obscure, like a book from heaven.

But for some reason, Tang Hao just glanced at these complicated contents, and the interpretation automatically appeared in his mind.

[Too void to cut off the heavenly finger, heavenly level exercises. 】

[There is no phase and no boundary, but it is too empty. 】

[Condensing the power of no image, cutting off a corner of nothingness, one finger suppressing, one finger annihilation. 】