Su Shuangmu secretly admired.

After Su Shuangmu took two steps forward, one of the two Taoist priests guarding the door in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and the other took the opportunity to look at him, took out a token, and asked directly, "Pay a certain amount of merit points to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, otherwise you are not allowed to enter." ”

Merit points? Su Shuangmu looked at the two Taoist priests who were quite fierce and vicious blankly, and he panicked slightly in his heart, and secretly said that the white-bearded Taoist priest did not say this, he said let himself see, and what did he say that he still needed this merit point.

Su Shuangmu's face was embarrassed, but in his spare eye, he suddenly saw a Taoist priest on the side walking in from them as if no one was around, and he didn't take out any so-called merit points at all, and even when the person passed, the faces of the two fierce Taoist priests changed, and they hurriedly showed a smile and nodded towards the person. It wasn't until the man entered the Scripture Pavilion that they turned their heads again and then faced Su Shuangmu coldly.

"Why didn't that person take any merit points?" asked Su Shuangmu.

"He is a disciple of the Elder in charge, so he naturally has the qualifications to enter and exit the first layer at will, and when he arrives at the second layer, of course, there is also the second batch of Pavilion Guardians to stop him. The Taoist priest holding the token sneered and said, "Why have you never been to the Scripture Pavilion? Why don't you know anything? ”

The man put the token in the palm of his hand and stretched it out in front of Su Shuangmu, not knowing what he wanted Su Shuangmu to do.

Where does Su Shuangmu have any merit points, of course, he can't do anything. But....... They said that the man just now was a disciple of some kind of Punishment Elder, so he was able to enter and go freely. Su Shuangmu touched his chin, and secretly said that he also seemed to have a cheap master who was an elder, and his white-bearded Taoist master also gave him a token.

Su Shuangmu's heart moved, and he hurriedly lowered his head and flipped through the photo carvings of the cloth bag hanging on his waist, took out the token engraved with several messy runes, handed it to the two Taoist priests who guarded the pavilion, and said, "Do you know this?"

The Taoist priest holding a token in his hand looked indifferent and wanted to take Su Shuangmu's token, and another Taoist priest who stopped Su Shuangmu suddenly found that this token did not seem to be a disciple token, so he hurriedly grabbed another Taoist priest and asked him to see what kind of token it was.

"This is ......" The two Taoist priests of the Pavilion looked at the token in Su Shuangmu's hand together, and after seeing it clearly, the two looked at each other, shocked, and exclaimed, "Elder Chuangong's token?"

The two Taoist priests who guarded the pavilion saw Su Shuangmu rummaging in his pocket, thinking that he was rummaging through his disciple token to pay merit points, but where did they think that after a while, this Taoist priest with a completely unfamiliar face actually took out the token of the Elder of the Transmission of Merit? As the senior brother of the Elder of the Comparison Lord, the Elder of the Transmission of Meritorious Service was the most important elder among the many elders, even the Elder of the Punishment just mentioned was far inferior to him.

However, they had never heard of Elder Chuangong accepting disciples? After the two of them were shocked, they began to wonder again.

One of them immediately straightened his eyes, the indifference on his face was swept away, and he put on a slightly smiling face, pushed back Su Shuangmu's hand that handed out the Elder Transmission Token, and said, "Since you are here with the Elder Transmission Token, it is like Elder Transmission Coming in person, how dare the two of us accept Elder Transmission's merit points." ”

"However, I still want to ask you, Elder Chuangong is yours....... Who is it?" the Taoist priest looked at him with a smile, and his words were full of kindness, just like the two of them before.

Su Shuangmu put the disgusting faces of the two people in front of him, and there was a chill in his heart. But he thought for a moment, and he also squeezed out a slight smile, and replied, "I did come to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the orders of the Elder Chuangong, and as for the details, the two of you still don't want to know." He didn't dare to use his name as a white-bearded Taoist priest lightly, he knew that he didn't fully trust him, as if he rashly called himself his disciple, I was afraid that it was quite inappropriate.

When they were in the Chuan Gong Building just now, the white-bearded Taoist priest opened the soundproof barrier to prevent others from hearing their conversation, which was enough to prove that the white-bearded Taoist priest did not fully recognize Su Shuangmu's disciple status.

The two Pavilion Guards were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then immediately became active, and said with a smile on their faces, "Since it is a matter of the Elder Inheritance, we won't bother more, you just go in!" Saying that, the two smiled warmly at Su Shuangmu, retreated to the same place, and regained their footing.

Su Shuangmupi nodded at the two of them with a smile and walked in quickly.

After the two Taoist priests waited for Su Shuangmu to enter the enchantment of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, their faces returned to indifference, and they stared at the other people who were about to enter the Hidden Scripture Pavilion again, as if there had never been such a person as Su Shuangmu just now.

When Su Shuangmu entered the door of the Scripture Pavilion, he only felt that he had passed through an invisible wall that could be felt and invisible, and suddenly, all kinds of noisy sounds outside the door dissipated completely. Looking back at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I saw extremely high and wide bookshelves one after another, and at a glance, the end of the line of sight was still a bookshelf. The shelves are full of books, and there are many kinds of flowers.

Taoist priests walked between the bookshelves, most of them with their lips closed, their hands flipping, their eyes browsing. Even if a very small number of people make a voice, it is an unconscious whispered comment or a whispered discussion by a few people when observing a book, and it does not affect others at all.

Entering such a quiet place, Su Shuangmu seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat clearly, and he hurriedly slowed down his steps and put it down gently.

After a stick of incense, Su Shuangmu probably looked through a few books on one of the bookshelves, which were books that explained the basic moves of fire attribute spells, although he was very interested, but this was not the book Su Shuangmu was looking for now.

Su Shuangmu shook his head, put the book in his hand back on the shelf, returned to the place where he had just entered the door, picked up the map of the Scripture Pavilion on the ground there, and studied it carefully.

According to the annotations on the map, most of the books collected on the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion are the history of various cultivation circles, illustrated books of plants and trees, scenic spots, and all kinds of things, including the approximate location of each sect and various matters. Of course, these are for reference only and cannot be completely true.

The remaining half is a variety of spells or secret techniques some introductions or a few introductory formulas, most of these secret techniques or spells are collected in the upper layers of the Scripture Pavilion, when the time comes, if someone fancies a certain Dao, you need to read it on the upper layers.

After Su Shuangmu had a general understanding, he followed the map to find a certain bookshelf, which was the place where many matters concerning the Qingfeng Temple of the Sect of this sect were recorded.

After some careful observation by Su Shuangmu, he began to gradually understand the history of Qingfeng Mountain.

This Qingfeng Concept, which was established on Qingfeng Mountain, was a branch of the Shangyun Concept, the domain master of this cultivation domain, and the Shangyun Dao people on Shangyun Mountain. There are several branches similar to Qingfeng Temple, which are located in several corners of the cultivation domain, and together maintain the stability of the cultivation domain. And the Guan Lord Qingfeng Daoist and his own white-bearded Taoist master are each other's senior brothers, then their master should be the domain master of this cultivation domain, the Shangyun Dao people.

A cultivation domain, converted into the general calculation method of the Great Shang Kingdom, is the size of a county. Although the Shangyun Dao people's Shangyun cultivation domain has been established for nearly a hundred years, due to the perennial presence of its domain master, the Shangyun Dao people, the cultivation domain has been suppressed by other cultivation domains, and the quality of cultivators has decreased for a while. It wasn't until a few years ago that the Shangyun Dao people returned, regrouped, and frightened away other cultivation domain powerhouses with their great magical powers, and the Shangyun cultivation domain swept away its fatigue and regained the vitality of a cultivation domain.

Rushing to the front, is the strength of the new disciples of the Cloud View and the major sub-views, next year happens to be the once every ten years of the General View Conference, and the return of the domain master who has not been seen for many years is an extremely important conference. However, in recent years, the situation of Qingfeng Temple has deteriorated day by day, and it is precisely because of this that when the Qingfeng Dao people saw Su Shuangmu for the first time, they were tempted by it. Naturally, when he was invited to Qingfeng Mountain later, it was not entirely for profit, but also for Su Shuangmu.

After Su Shuangmu finished reading one volume, he immediately put it back on the bookshelf and pulled out another volume to read. Although he has been in the Su family for five or six years, he spends most of his time as a helper every day, and the rest of the time he usually plays with Miss Su, and he never reads more books. Now when I see these books, I look at the origin and various details of Qingfengguan, and it is like reading a novel story, and I read it with relish.

Miss Su........ Su Shuangmu suddenly remembered the tactful and elfy smile of Miss Su in his mind, and he couldn't help but show a warm smile on his face.

It wasn't until half of the tea had passed that Su Shuangmu sighed, shook his head and dispersed Miss Su's face, and continued to read the book with a slight bitterness.

Su Shuangmu was immersed in the sea of books, and after eating Bigu Dan, he also forgot the passage of time. It wasn't until he heard a soft "bell" on the ceiling above his head that he came to his senses, blinked his eyes, swallowed his saliva, wrote down the half-read book in his hand, and put it back on the shelf.

He had read books on the Qingfeng concept for so long, so he naturally knew what this soft "bell" meant. This is the rule of the Scripture Pavilion, and every day when the sun first rises and the moon first rises, there will be a gentle sound to make it easy to tell the time. Of course, if you feel that this will bother you, you can also impose a simple soundproof barrier on yourself, the simplest of which will do.

However, Su Shuangmu doesn't have such simple skills, and he doesn't have so much time to read, he has to go back to his bamboo house to rest, and he can come back tomorrow. The moon first rose, in fact, it was already relatively late for him.