The Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Moving Dust Sect is twice as large as that of the Yan Ming Sect, and it is divided into twenty layers, but there is no strict hierarchical differentiation, any disciple who enters the pavilion can enter and exit each floor at will, and there is no elder watching.

Sun Zikai stepped into it, but hurriedly said goodbye to Wen Yiru, because he sensed a special energy reaction before entering the door. He deliberately lingered on other floors for a long time before finally reaching the seventh floor where his target was.

That energy is actually a collection of large pieces of spiritual consciousness.

Spiritual will is different from aura, it has no substance, it is more like a spiritual thing, but it is far less high-end than spirit, in fact, it should be something that can only be condensed by the strong people of the distraction realm, but the foundation of spiritual will is still energy filament, so Sun Zikai can perceive it.

He brushed aside the spell, but instead of taking a book, he touched the wooden patch on the shelf.

That wood was the source of the special energy breath, and Sun Zikai felt the breath of various elements from its body, and there was a small incomplete energy imprint, as if it was a mutilated technique.

The little black cat meowed coldly, but Wen Yiru still followed and asked, "Have you made a good choice?" ”

Sun Zikai replied bluntly: "They sent you to watch me." ”

Wen Yiru blushed and replied, "No." But it was obviously said that he was in the right mind.

"Hey, I want to show the bearing of a big sect, but I don't want to get actual benefits, I look at this Moving Dust Sect, and I'm a little stingy, you see, this shelf with exquisite spells is patched, and your sect doesn't have a complete plank?"

Wen Yiru glanced at the bookshelf curiously, and then said: "That patch has long been there, this bookshelf is four hundred years ago, a female elder's dowry, this was a good story, when a disciple of the Dust Movement Sect went out to do a task, but unfortunately was killed by a traitor, but later was rescued by a woman from a small sect, the two fell in love for a long time, and made a private life, the woman's parents died, and the small sect became her mother's family, and took a shelf of magic books as its dowry." The small sect was very poor, and it was hard to pick the best bookshelf, but when they moved out, they poked out a big hole, and they could not afford to buy a complete set of bookshelves, so they knocked down a wooden board from another shelf, nailed it to the hole, and then covered it with a magic scroll, and sent it over with a red cloth. The Moving Dust Sect did not dislike it, and also placed the bookshelf here, and it has been placed for many years, until now. ”

Sun Zikai said quietly: "The wood is so good, it hasn't broken for so many years." ”

"It turns out that the good shelf has long been rotten, but this patch is not broken, although the female elder has been dead for many years, but her husband, the disciple has lived to the present, in order to commemorate his deceased wife, he ordered that every time the bookshelf is replaced, this patch must be slapped on a shelf."

"Alive? Why did you survive until now? ”

"He was in the Jindan realm at the age of thirty-five or sixteen, and later he had an epiphany and obtained a higher cultivation, he was the last great elder of the Moving Dust Sect, and now he is meditating in the forbidden land, and he hasn't shown up for decades."

"I see, I can't imagine that there are such affectionate and righteous people in the Moving Dust Sect, is that small sect still there? I want to go and see it. ”

"Yes," Wen Yiru replied, "But more than three hundred years ago, there was no contact with the Moving Dust Sect, and it has long since fallen into a small temple in the countryside, and it may still accept apprentices on weekdays, but ........."

"That's the case, hey, I'm still not going, I guess it even changed its name."

"It hasn't changed," Wen Yiru said innocently, "It's also called Qingyimen, which is on the southeast side of Sankou Huangjia Town." ”

"Oh, that's right." Sun Zikai turned around in the building again, and did not shy away from Wen Yiru, and asked him to introduce a good technique for himself.

Sun Zikai is smart, he doesn't want to embarrass the Moving Dust Sect, so wherever Wen Yiru leads him, he will go, and he will choose whichever one he chooses.

The last thing that fell into his hands was a spell on the second floor, called the Pioneer Order. This technique is ordinary, there are no highlights, and Sun Zikai didn't plan to study it, he only flipped through a few pages, closed it, and then walked out of the door with the book and Wen Yiru.

A group of inner disciples had already gathered outside the door, they were violent, it seemed that today's incident had brought shame on the Moving Dust Sect, but none of them were willing to come forward, because they had been greeted from above, and no one was allowed to come out to embarrass the sect.

The little boy walked up to Sun Zikai from the crowd again and said, "Sect Master, please see you in the Spring Pavilion." ”

Sun Zikai followed Xiao Tong through the crowd. Walking slowly for four miles, I came to a small lake, and there was indeed an old man fishing in the pavilion by the lake.

Sun Zikai stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and bowed: "Yan Mingzong, Sun Zikai, a disciple of Fu Zhe, meet the sect master." ”

The old man smiled and said, "When did Fuzhe's child accept his apprentice?" ”

"I just received it, and it's been less than ten days."

"No wonder" The old man glanced at Sun Zikai again, "At such a young age, with such strength, this generation of disciples is counting on you." ”

"The disciple is not talented, and he is even more guilty, the disciple cultivates the body, and he doesn't know anything about the arts, if the two senior brothers are far away, I will definitely lose, I still rely on my usual sneak attack to win, which really ruins the reputation of my Yanming Sect, and I hope that the sect master will keep it secret for me, and don't spread it."

"Amazing, you kid..."The sect master looked at him carefully, "Is Cui Qingrui's old guy okay?" ”

"Tough and strong." Sun Zikai replied.

Unexpectedly, the sect master laughed, laughing so much that Sun Zikai was confused, the sect master was still smiling, and the words changed, and said: "A character like you, you really can't nest in that small place in Anshengguan, kill so many people, and you won't die well." “

"How does the sect master know that I am from ........." Before Sun Zikai finished speaking, he understood, and he did not hide it, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have installed a lot of eyeliner in my Yanming Sect." ”

"Etiquette is still exchanged, look at him." The sect master pointed to a servant holding tea behind him, and said lightly: "Cui Qingrui sent him to lurk beside me for ten years." ”

The servant was startled, knocked over the tea in his hand, and immediately knelt down, and his panic was palpable.

The sect master said in a calm tone: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, I knew you when you first came, can you walk to me step by step, or do I secretly support it." ”

The servant leaked out the aura in an instant, but soon hid it again, he had covered up his identity as a cultivator for ten years, and he didn't expect that he would be exposed a long time ago, just now he wanted to break the net, but the person was a shark net, he was just a fat-headed fish, so he had to give up.

Sun Zikai asked, "Does the sect master want to get back the face of the Moving Dust Sect from this matter?" ”

"Boy, your mouth is like a knife."

"My heart is more like a knife, it's sharp, but it's sentimental." Sun Zikai respectfully put the spell on the ground and said, "The disciples of the Yanming Sect thank you for the teachings of the Moving Dust Sect, but the disciples are only shallow in their learning and can't understand the techniques of your sect, so let's come to the door to learn them again one day." ”

"What? Going? ”

"If you don't leave, the disciple won't be able to leave."

The sect master smiled and said, "Boy, in the new generation, you have the most guts, let's go!" ”

"Thank you Sect Master for sparing your life!" Sun Zikai got up and left, and he didn't have time to say hello to Cheng Xu, so he only explained a few words to Wen Yiru, telling her that he would bring Jiang Yujin to see her, and left the sect in a hurry.

Going out from the east gate, entering the desert, and following the river into the barbarian realm, but after making sure that there was no one around him to watch, he made a huge circle to the south, and detoured back to the north side of the Qunying City, and after suppressing all his energy and breath, he was an ordinary person.

Then, he inquired all the way in the direction of Sankou Huangjiazhen and walked towards Qingmenmen.