Chen Fusheng was extremely curious about the library building he was assigned to, but when he saw that the Northern Underworld Daoist had arrived at the Patriarch Palace, his expression was a little different, and when he heard him personally admit that Shouyuan was not long ago, his heart was full of thoughts.

It would be impossible to say how deep his feelings were for this master who had only met twice, but as soon as the other party met, he taught him an extremely profound and esoteric technique, and directly listed him as the true inheritance of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, showing that he handed over the inheritance of the Northern Underworld to himself, and he was also a little grateful in his heart.

And it is conceivable that after the retreat of the Northern Underworld Daoist, without the supervision of the master, he, a person with an undercover identity, will obviously be much easier, but without a master who can really guide him in the "Northern Underworld Escape", his future cultivation will obviously be much more difficult.

This complicated emotion turned upside down in his heart, and he really didn't know what to say.

The master and apprentice walked in silence for a long time, and suddenly there was a reversal, only to see a layer of dark light curtain appear out of thin air, and then Chen Fusheng appeared on the platform on the top floor of a pavilion.

"This is the library. ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist had already sorted out his emotions, and there was no joy or sorrow in his voice, and he returned to the familiar appearance of Chen Fusheng.

Chen Fusheng remembered that this nine-story building could be said to stand out from the crowd in the palace where the Northern Underworld Dao people were located. It's just that he didn't expect that this was actually the library of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect.

"There are nine floors in this library building, the lower three floors can be entered by outer disciples, the middle three floors must have the status of inner disciples, and the top three floors are only true disciples and elders who can come up. The Northern Underworld Daoist glanced at the empty floor behind him and smiled rarely, "But there may be people coming over from time to time in the middle, and there may not be anyone coming to these floors above even if it is seven or eight years, even those outer disciples are not many, enough for you to have time to practice." ”

"Why is that?"

Chen Fusheng was extremely curious, although he had also read several travelogues written by cultivators, they were basically about those strange things outside, and he didn't know much about the things inside the sect. But in any case, the library that contains the classics of cultivation should not be so deserted.

"Naturally, because there is no need. ”

The Northern Underworld Daoist opened his mouth to explain to Chen Fusheng: "When this library was erected, my Nine Heavens Sword Sect was only in the initial period, and there were many imperfections in many places, and the other places were focused on more important places, such as the Spirit Plantation Garden, the Dan Room, the Refiner, and the entire Hanging Island. Only I have a vein of the Northern Underworld, so I don't need to be distracted in these things, plus because of the single lineage, I handed over this simplest thing to us, plus in addition to those exercises of cultivation, most of the other books are still written on paper in the mortal world, and the mana of my Northern Underworld is also effective for collecting these books. ”

Shaking his head, the Northern Underworld Daoist continued: "In the first few years, it was said that this place was quite lively, but after the sect gradually settled down, several other places also built their own book pavilions one after another, and people naturally became scarce. This is nominally the library of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, but in fact it is only one of the five places. ”

"It's still the least crowded room. ”

Chen Fusheng secretly said in his heart, but he was a little more happy, managing the library building, in addition to the daily sorting work, there are also requirements for guiding the outer disciples, after all, except for a few outstanding talents, they have long been looked down upon by others, or they have a relationship in the Nine Heavens Sword Sect at home, most of the outer disciples do not have serious masters, and those who can be in charge of a library building are at least inductive cultivation, and the inner disciples are the easiest place for them to get guidance.

Originally, Chen Fusheng was a little worried that he would lose too much time because of this, but when he saw the real situation here, he was relieved, and the Northern Underworld Dao people really chose the most suitable place for him.

Seeing Chen Fusheng's thoughtful face, obviously understood, the Northern Underworld Daoist nodded secretly, and pointed out, right in the center of Chen Fusheng's eyebrows.

"I have entered the map of the sect into your sea of knowledge, and when the sun rises tomorrow, you will go to the North Hades Pavilion to find me. ”

This time, the people of the Northern Underworld did not use the great magic power to move space, but used the fastest method of wind escape in the "Northern Underworld Escape".

This ancient Dapeng is known as 90,000 miles with two wings and one fan, which can be called the fastest in the world, and the escape method that evolved from it is naturally mysterious and abnormal, only to see that it is just a moment, and the people of the Northern Underworld Dao will go straight into the green underworld, which is far away, and it is a little more leisurely than before, which makes Chen Fusheng envious.

"One day, I will definitely practice such mana, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, unrestrained, and at ease!"

As soon as the people of the Northern Underworld Dao went, Chen Fusheng felt a sense of relaxation, which was very different from Fang Cai's restraint, as soon as he put it away, Chen Fusheng realized that the sea suddenly became clear, standing on this suspended platform Chen Fusheng stood against the wind, and it was a full half an hour before he woke up.

With this oath, Chen Fusheng's Dao heart was actually slightly refined and went to the next level.

"Well, let me see what this library looks like?"

Chen Fusheng stepped out with one foot and walked down slowly, as if there was an invisible staircase under his feet, his clothes were fluttering, and he stood in the void, like an immortal, and he actually had some meaning of controlling the wind that can only be possessed by the realm of condensation.

As soon as the dark light curtain lit up, he sensed the true disciple token in Chen Fusheng's arms that he had received from the Patriarch Palace, so he fell silent and let Chen Fusheng step in on his own.

Chen Fusheng does things for perfection and goodness, although he knows that there may not be anything good in this bottom for outer disciples, but he does not want to miss it.

But it still gave him a small surprise.