"What a thunder heaven Xuangong, it is really mysterious!" The young man stroked his palms and praised softly, and when he closed his eyes, he saw the thunder snake dancing wildly, lightning in the sky, and among them, there was a majestic man like a god standing boldly, like holding the thunder law in the world, with the ability to open the world and be invincible.

"There are only two hours left, and it seems that I can't continue to study the exercises. Ling Qingyun looked at the time, slightly disappointed and left the place where the top exercises were presented, but he took out a book of martial arts seniors' cultivation notes and read it against time, seeing its experience and many cultivation experiences, Ling Qingyun sometimes nodded frequently, sometimes frowned, and felt that the person who could put his own notes into the fourth floor of the library pavilion was really extraordinary, and he immediately gained a lot from reading his notes.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue reading the exercises, but with his current speed of comprehension, it would take him half a day to understand a top-level exercise, and now the remaining time is not enough to comprehend and integrate a top-level exercise, so it is better to leave time in a more useful place.

After thoroughly digesting the concept of the Xuanyuan Swinging Qi Method, Ling Qingyun spent the main time on the fourth floor of the Library Pavilion to study the top-level exercises, the study difficulty of a top-level exercise was more than ten high-level exercises, so that Ling Qingyun was repeatedly frustrated and felt that his understanding had been sharpened and improved a little, and he couldn't help but be happy, the few top-level exercises he was currently studying were all in common with the Haoran Wind and Thunder Technique, and each time he integrated, the practice context displayed in the wordless book became more and more brilliant, and it seemed to produce a special improvement that some kind of middle-level exercises and high-level exercises could not bring。

In this way, in just three days, Ling Qingyun actually felt that his True Qi strength had increased by as much as half a percent, and he couldn't help but be greatly excited and regretted that the time was limited, otherwise, if the top exercises on this bookshelf were swept away, the improvement would only be more than two percent, and many times the advantage of this True Qi strength was a huge capital that made Tianjiao leapfrog the challenge.

In this kind of active and serious reading, it was getting late, and the night sky outside the window was already full of stars, and the old man in charge of taking care of the books came behind Ling Qingyun on crutches: "Child, it's time." ”

"Thank you, sir, for the reminder. Ling Qingyun reluctantly put down the book, left the fourth floor of the library pavilion, and stayed outside the door, only to feel a cold wind hit, which made people feel a burst of energy, and then realized that he was already a little dizzy after reading all day long.

"It's been three days of continuous study, so I'll take a break for a while, and the day after tomorrow, I'll enter the fifth floor of the Library Pavilion to see how profound the ultimate foundation of Nanming Academy is!" Ling Qingyun smiled in the night breeze, only to feel that the Lingtai was even clearer, so he leisurely returned to his residence with this relieved smile.

"Gray spot, are you here?" When Ling Qingyun returned to his room, he suddenly saw a shadow parked on the window, but it was a snow-white carrier pigeon with gray spots on the lower part of his neck.

Ling Qingyun smiled and opened the window to welcome Gray Spot in, took down the letter tied to its leg, and only after placing water and food for Gray Spot did he open the envelope and read it carefully under the lamp, and then sighed: "But it is worrying my mother!"

Then, Ling Qingyun took out a pen and paper, and after a little consideration, he wrote a letter with a pen, which mentioned his performance and experience in the Nanming Competition, and said that Lin Qiancheng, Song Xin and other opponents were extraordinary, and they were all respectable for a while, and then said that they would set off for overseas training on the fifth day of January, and the time would be more than one month, so please do not need to send a letter at that time.

Later, he asked what the result of the turmoil in the Tingjing Mine was mentioned last month, and then asked if his younger brother, who was not yet sensible, could get into trouble, and at the end, Ling Qingyun hesitated slightly, and wrote that he had become acquainted with Miss Golden Lion Sect, and they admired each other quite a lot, and asked how the relationship between Ling Yuecheng and the Golden Lion Sect was recently, and finally sent blessings to his parents and brothers, and a family letter was finally written.

As soon as he put down the pen, he hurriedly jumped over after eating half a bowl of food, intending to reply with the letter written by the little master, Ling Qingyun touched its head and felt a little distressed when he saw this: "You don't have to worry, stay with me for one night first, and it won't be much later when you leave tomorrow morning." ”

Hearing Ling Qingyun's words, Gray Spot nodded as if spiritual, and then went back to continue eating food, the bowl containing food was not much smaller than its size, but a bowl full of rice grain was actually eaten cleanly, Ling Qingyun poured another bowl, so that this little guy could eat and drink enough.

Gray spot is a pigeon, intelligent and hard-working by nature, they can fly for dozens of days in one breath, send letters to tens of thousands of miles away, and know how to avoid evil, so it has always been the first choice for the Qinghe mainland people to transmit information, Gray spot is raised by Ling Qingyun himself, and has been delivering letters to Ling Qingyun and his family, which is really hard work.

After settling down the gray spots, Ling Qingyun leaned on a chair, looking at the lights in front of him and thinking a little distractedly, the intensity of studying martial arts and techniques recently was too great, so that he suddenly had an indescribable sense of emptiness when he suddenly broke away from this state, he was a little unaccustomed to it after he had worked hard since he was a child, but he couldn't help but immerse himself in it, and saw the beautiful starry sky at night in a relaxed way, and also recalled scenes after entering Nanming, and also when he was in Lingyue City.

Nanming Academy and Ling Yue City are 12,000 miles away, and it takes four months to go back and forth with a good horse in his own realm, so Ling Qingyun was ready not to return home for several years before entering the school, and in another half a month, he will be even farther away from home, and even leave the Qinghe Continent to go overseas full of mystery and legends, and compete for his promotion opportunities on the island where the bright moon flowers bloom......

Unconsciously, a vast world is displayed in front of him, before leaving home, he was admitted to Nanming is his goal, and later was elected as a representative of the class, but it became a goal to compete for glory in Nanming, and now with the help of the academy, this goal has become farther, not only Mingyue Island, but also more mysterious and beautiful fields, and the whole world that was only heard in the book before has also been unveiled little by little, which is shocking and ecstatic.

Thinking like this, Ling Qingyun unconsciously fell asleep, this was the sweetest sleep in years.

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The boy stepped into this place with excitement, this magical place that he only had one day to appreciate its appearance, the highest level of the library of Nanming Academy.

Compared to the fourth floor, this place is smaller, but the pervasive bookish atmosphere is more intense, so thick that the young man can almost listen to the teachings of the saints, and see the gods in the sky to shatter the heavens and the earth, this is a place of miracles, history and time and space will be able to go back, showing the wonder of the world's forgotten.

The young man couldn't help but take a breath, there was no one on this floor, but he felt that he had stepped into an infinite and solemn temple, how magical and precious were the classics here, which could form such a solemn domain?

With such a sense of awe, Ling Qingyun walked towards the place of the classics, the books on this floor were no longer placed on the shelves, each one was placed on the table with the specifications of the treasures of the collection, when Ling Qingyun tried to reach out and touch one of them, the junction between his fingertips and the book was actually a golden ripple, he could open the book but could not pick it up, he could only read it here with respect.

"The experience of the two hundred and sixty-two spiritual realm battles of the dragon in the sword mad clouds?" Looking at this ancient book with a crazy font, Ling Qingyun's heart swelled with a wave crashing on the shore, the spiritual realm is above the mortal steps, the heavens, the mountains and rivers and the ethereal! Even the lowest level of the Tianxing powerhouse can dominate in a state split, and the entire continent is famous, and the mountains and rivers on it and even the ethereal realm powerhouse are enough to overlook the world, and the existence that makes the entire world shake by stomping his feet, and this book actually records the entire two hundred and sixty-two spiritual realm battles?

What a precious treasure it was, it was a glorious continuation of an era! Ling Qingyun knew that it was precious, but he didn't want to go any further, although he was looking forward to seeing the majesty of the Spirit Realm, there were more choices here.

"The Theory of Seeking the Saint Chen Qi's Governance?" "Qinghe Lock Dragon Array Fragment?" "Great Qin Dynasty Hundred Battles Book?" "Yuanhai Chess Book?"

Ling Qingyun was dazzled by the classics, and he was more and more shocked by the heritage of Nanming Academy, in his impression, there seemed to be no classics in his family compared to these classics, this top academy in the mainland with a history of thousands of years was simply unfathomable!

"Nanming Academy's Zhenyuan Peerless Academy, Haoyang Gong?" The name of a classic book made Ling Qingyun's heart tremble slightly, this peerless study is famous, it seems to be a martial art and a martial arts, but it is the foundation of Nanming Academy, and its power is unfathomable, and now this book is placed in front of him?

"Zhenyuan Peerless Learning, Yanbo Sword Technique?" But the next peerless book shocked Ling Qingyun even more, almost immediately, he couldn't help but put his mind into it, and then he muttered in horror as if he had been struck by lightning.

"It's such a sword technique!?" As if seeing the door of a new world open in front of him, Ling Qingyun's expression was both excited and regretful, because he felt that the power of this sword technique would definitely make his combat power soar in an all-round way, but on the other hand, this sword technique was too extensive and profound, even if he devoted himself to this day, he was afraid that he would only be able to comprehend the surface.

But even if it's just a scratch surface, it's enough to make him useful!

Ling Qingyun did not hesitate to immerse all his mind into the book, but it seemed to be on the Lingbo River, swinging his sword freely, and the sword rays were like smoke and rain, like fog and clouds, which made people integrate into the realm of poetry and painting, and ethereal and leisurely like ascending immortals. Ling Qingyun, who was so deep, didn't notice the sunset in the outside world, and forgot that he was tired and hungry, until he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, and suddenly woke up, but when he turned around, he saw the old man looking at him with a smile: "It's time." ”

Even though he was reluctant to give up, Ling Qingyun had no choice but to close the secret book in his hand and say goodbye to the old man, and when he left, he seemed to have all kinds of regrets in his heart, but he didn't know who to talk to.

"I came into contact with such a mastery so early, but I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. The old man looked at the young man's back and muttered.

In terms of value, the opportunity to study for one day on the fifth floor of the Library Pavilion is much more precious than studying for four days on the fourth floor of the Library Pavilion, after all, for senior students and teachers, the fourth floor of the Library Pavilion can enter and exit at will, and the top exercises and martial arts can be selected and browsed at will, while the fifth floor of the Library Pavilion is something they cannot enter, representing the holy land of the supreme inheritance of Nanming Academy.

It can be said that Ling Qingyun took advantage of the opportunity to enter the fifth layer of study for one day by virtue of his own first place in the junior stage, but the senior management of the academy gave him this opportunity considering that with Ling Qingyun's age and cultivation now, it was really difficult to have too deep understanding of the fifth-layer classics, and Ling Qingyun really couldn't go too deep into the Yanbo Sword Technique, but today, Ling Qingyun's fascinated appearance made the old man feel deeply shocked.

This young man is a sword nerd and a bookworm, so that such a boy can come into contact with the peerless kendo classics, but I don't know how many variables will be born?

The old man couldn't speak, only the steps of the young man under the moon were like dreams and drunk, inadvertently revealing the unspeakable changes that happened to him.

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