In the courtyard of this sea of books, there is also a place where the door is tightly locked and a powerful formation is arranged.

Chen Bahuang could feel that if anyone broke in, it was estimated that the alarm would sound as soon as possible, and the place would be directly blocked.

With the accumulation of so many years in the sea of books, the large array that can be laid here is definitely very powerful.

Chen Bahuang didn't have many ideas to try.

Fu Jun, who became the president of Shangshuhai, did not become arrogant, and was still the same as before.

While talking, he took Chen Bahuang and walked inside.

After being busy for a while, I don't know how many things I took out, and then I unlocked this formation.

As soon as I entered the room, the room was full of bookshelves, just like the Scripture Pavilion.

And the most conspicuous thing is the bookshelf in the middle, which enshrines a catalog of books.

"The collection of books in the Scripture Pavilion is not fixed, and sometimes the masters and lecturers will bring some back from outside."

"So the collection of books is growing."

"However, there are more than 6,300 volumes of cultivation and various exercises, and 341 supernatural powers."

"And according to the power and cultivation difficulty, our book sea also classifies all the exercises, supernatural powers, according to the heaven and earth Xuanhuang."

"Among them, the heaven-level exercises and supernatural powers are only available in the Hidden Scripture Secret Pavilion, and as for the incomplete heaven-level exercises, there are quite a few outside."

The Secret Pavilion of the Scriptures?

Chen Bahuang knew from Fu Jun last time that there was still a hidden space in the Scripture Pavilion.

However, last time, Fu Jun hung his appetite, and he said it was somewhat mysterious.

"The Secret Pavilion of the Hidden Scriptures, behind the bookshelves at the top and deepest depths, usually only the master and a few lecturers can go in."

"There are sixty-three heaven-level books and two hundred and ten earth-level books in it."

"The books outside, watching are students, and we can still come forward to persuade one or two, but the inside is full of master lecturers, even if it is messed up, no one dares to say it."

"We, the so-called book presidents, are actually the book boys who go in and clean up in the last hour of every Friday afternoon."

"Of course, this is also the biggest benefit of our book sea, and the president can bring two other helpers to clean and organize the bookshelves."

No wonder, where many people, knowing that this chairman's position is very troublesome, they still have to rush to take it.

That is a real high-end exercise, and it is naturally more powerful than those magical powers outside.

Of course, this does not mean that the strength of the exercises can be completely separated from the grade alone.

There are no garbage exercises, only garbage practitioners!

No matter how powerful the heaven-level exercises are, if they are given to garbage cultivation without talent, then cultivation will still be a mess of garbage in the end.

For example, Chu Yan's cultivation of the weak water three thousand decisions is placed on the bookshelf outside, and anyone can learn from it.

But relying on this water decision, the only one who can achieve the name of genius is Chu Yan and her master.

However, with this kind of place, if you don't go in and have a look, you will probably regret it for the rest of your life.

Speaking of this, Fu Jun carefully took out a piece of jade jue from his arms, put it on the magic circle in front of him, and untied the protective magic circle.

Unraveled the large array on the bookshelf, took out a thick catalog, and took it out for Chen Bahuang.

"This is the most primitive catalog, and it will briefly introduce the direction of those exercises, as well as what attribute Yuan lineage is suitable for the cultivation of monks."

"As for the heaven-level directory inside, we are not allowed to transcribe it, and it can only exist in the minds of us, the presidents of each term."

"And the other bookshelves around the side are in the catalog, which explains the various exercises in more detail."

"It's all from the members of our book sea, through their own study, or from other seniors who have learned these exercises."

"You also know that most of the exercises you cultivate are unwilling to be exposed to others."

"For the sake of these materials, we Shuhai members have worked hard for many generations to collect them."

"You have to be careful to flip through it."

Fu Jun looked nervous, which made Chen Bahuang can't help but want to laugh.

But think about it, I can record thousands of exercises and supernatural powers, all of which are roughly recorded.

Every thick book in this room represents the hard work of a member of the book sea for a long time.

To be able to get enough books in such a house, I don't know how many generations of hard work it took to make it.

"How long can I stay here?"

I just subconsciously asked curiously, in such an important place like this, I am an outsider, so I am naturally a little restrictive.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jun smiled at himself and waved his hand.

"I, the president, got it all because of you, and I will vouch for you in the name of the president."

"You can stay here for as long as you want, and remember, of course, just don't damage the books here."

"These are really collected by our predecessors with a long period of painstaking efforts."

It can be seen that Fu Jun is a real book lover.

He was afraid of being damaged, but he was worried that the hard work of these predecessors could not be passed on, not that he was worried about others.

This is also Chen Bahuang, which can be regarded as a new acquaintance with Fu Jun.

In these years, there are really not many people like him.

"Today, Thursday, tomorrow is the time to go and sort out the library secret pavilion, you watch here today, and when the time comes, I will come in and call you."

"I still have a lot of messy things to deal with outside, so I can't continue to be here with you."

Seeing that Fu Jun believed in himself so much and was willing to let himself stay here alone, Chen Bahuang naturally gave him a guarantee.

"Don't worry, I'll be very careful with these books, and I won't break a single page."

Hearing this, Fu Jun also grinned.

Of course, this smile with his bitter and hateful face is really strange.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Jun left.

And Chen Bahuang looked at the catalog of a room and rubbed his brows.

To be honest, Chen Bahuang doesn't like to read very much.

Just think about it, the catalog here is already a reduction among so many books in the Scripture Pavilion.

If you let yourself, really hide so many books in the Scripture Pavilion, look for them one by one, and read them one by one, then you will really feel numb in your scalp.

Fortunately, it seems that what I did before was not in vain, and I was able to make such a good friend as Fu Jun.

The collection of books here, just like the Scripture Pavilion, is well classified, and Chen Bahuang's first goal is naturally to look in the direction of the fire.

When I saw the entire bookshelf catalog, I sighed before I got closer.

Chen Bahuang began to bury himself in the sea of books, looking for the most suitable exercises for himself.