These masters in the cultivation realm just like to do such mysterious things.

However, it also shows that there are certain benefits.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have put in the effort.

Lin Jian touched his chin.

Now that the situation is unclear, it is natural that we cannot make rash judgments, and we must first collect intelligence.

He moved decisively.

Because the last time I entered the dragon vein, it can be regarded as an exploration experience, according to Xu Mumu's practice, it is to first figure out the situation, and then prescribe the right medicine.

Of course, there is no terrain here.

But there should be other aspects of the arrangement, maybe all the tricks in front of you.

Lin Jian's strength is not weak now, although the Jindan realm cannot fly, just walking around, it didn't take long to explore this place clearly.

"There is only one place, there is no other exit, but according to the situation just now, simulating the terrain of this place is indeed a little weird. Lin Jian pondered.

The road I have traveled is now connected in my mind, as if it were a topographic map of this place.

The monk has a good memory, and there is not much problem in this regard.

It's just that...... This placement is too special to make people speechless.

The bookshelves and books are piled up with a few big characters...... You guessed it wrong!

Which master made this Nima?

Lin Jian was dumbfounded.

Enlightenment Pavilion sounds like a very sacred place, let's be serious, the masters of the Tribulation Realm are at least hundreds of years old, can you not be so naïve.

Wrong is wrong.

Lin Jian didn't feel that the other party was misleading him, maybe this direction was wrong.

He immediately checked the books, kept opening them, kept checking them, and for about half an hour, every book Lin Jian had read had no content.

"Strange, these books seem to have content before!"

Lin Jian stroked the book and found that there was a faint mark inside, perhaps it had been written before, but it disappeared again.

"Try it with fire and water?"

Lin Jian pondered for a while, and heard that there are some special inks that need to be roasted with fire and soaked in water in order to present words.

Thinking of this, Lin Jian began to try.

The storage bag has a water source, I took it out and tried it, but it didn't work.

I took out the fire and tried it, but the books were all lit and no handwriting was baked.

Lin Jian looked confused.

It feels a little weird!

The master of arranging this Enlightenment Pavilion should not be very serious about his hobbies.

He looked up at the sky and sighed.

Then he frowned, looking up and around in a daze.

The scene in front of me seems to have changed slightly, and the inside of the wall seems to be flowing like something, densely packed like ants, which looks quite weird.

Lin Jian's eyes suddenly widened and he looked over vigorously.

"It's ......"

What I saw in front of me, weird, countless small black shadows, actually climbing nearby, some more special places, it can be seen, it turned out to be pitch-black words.

Just now he found that there seemed to be words on these books, and he thought it was special ink, which made the handwriting hidden and left traces.

Now it seems that his own ideas are still too naïve.

This is the world of Xianxia, not the world of martial arts.

These powerful masters, calling for wind and rain, moving mountains and seas are all easy things, how can they arrange such simple means on this.

Lin Jian's eyes kept sweeping around.

There is almost no difference between these words, and the words of countless books are condensed together, and it is so difficult to find a pattern from them.

Lin Jian frowned, and he was also thinking in his heart.

"No, since it looks like a pagoda from the outside, most of the inside will not be bad, this is just the entrance, naturally there can't be any anti-heaven exercises and the like, these words may be the root of the problem. ”

Thinking of this, Lin Jian poured the true yuan and chanted.

"Cold through the ages, all things are especially quiet, the heart should be quiet, look at me alone, the heart and spirit are one, the qi should follow each other, if there is more than each other, all changes are not surprised, no ignorance, no anger, no desire, no abandonment, no self. ”

I saw a roar all around, and these words that were constantly around actually moved.

The small words condensed and formed, turning into fist-sized words, which slowly fell from above, extremely close to Lin Jian, and were listed together one by one, as if forming a bridge, making Lin Jian's eyes shine.

This is actually to use the exercises as a basis to induce these words.

If this pillar is built, I am afraid that it will be able to go deeper, and it is really emphasizing a word of enlightenment, I am afraid that only a sufficient-grade exercise can be able to do this step.

The bridge of fist-sized words always feels crumbling, and maybe it will collapse halfway.

This is the use of condensation to trigger change.

However, the level of meditation techniques is not high, so it can only have this effect.

Judging from the current situation, even if it is a Heavenly Xuan Jing Technique that is lower than the Xuan Rank, I am afraid it will not be of much benefit, that is to say, you need an extremely high-grade exercise.

It's just that Lin Jian's current mastery of martial arts is at the highest level, and it is too difficult to go further.

He touched his chin.

If it's those huge works in the previous life, such as the Tao Te Ching, the Huang Ting Jing or something!

Thinking of this, Lin Jian spoke decisively.

"Lao Jun lives idly and makes seven words, explaining the body shape and the gods, there is Huang Ting Guan Yuan, and there is a secluded front door ......"

The small words condensed again, this time it turned into a big text, and it was continued behind the text, and it was really to build a bridge in this form and go deeper.

Lin Jian was just a temptation, and selected the articles in his memory in his previous life, Huang Tingjing and Upper Sutra, and just made a start.

"Breathe into the dantian, the clear water of the jade pond fills the spiritual root, the trial can be cultivated for a long time, and the people in the yellow court are dressed in Zhu Yi ......"

Word by word, Lin Jian kept urging Zhenyuan to shout, causing the surrounding bridges to change, and a wide bridge also emerged, connecting to the top.

The reason why he couldn't fly, Lin Jian also figured it out.

In this way, it is necessary to enter the next stage, and it seems that the size of this bridge will also change with the grade of the exercises.

Maybe the higher the grade, the higher the level of entry.

Lin Jian was tossing around in the Enlightenment Pavilion, where did he know that there was already a commotion outside.

With the advent of the Huang Tingjing.

The Enlightenment Pavilion also underwent drastic changes, and countless phantoms appeared, attracting many masters to watch.

"That's ...... That's my uncle's ancestor, and his old man has been immortal for many years!"

"That'...... That's our ancestor, who has been dead for more than 600 years......"

The monks exclaimed.

Many familiar figures emerged, most of them were deceased people, who had entered the Enlightenment Pavilion and left some insights, and there had been similar situations before.

Once someone gets the inheritance experience of a master, it will inspire the other party's phantom to appear, as if the will of the cultivator of the Tribulation Realm will return.

(The update in the past two days is not powerful, watermelon I'm sorry everyone, there are only two more today, as long as this sewer problem is solved, I will try to atone for my sins!!)