Chapter 143: The Pavilion of the Scriptures

"Great Elder?" Jun Ci's pupils contracted, and he really couldn't think of how this number one person of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect could intersect with him. ~with~dream~small~say~ั‰~suimะตng~lฤ

"Don't worry, you have completed your mission very well this time, and the Great Elder praised it after watching it through the Water Curtain Technique. Mo Li saw Junci's nervous appearance and smiled and said with relief.

"So our every move is under the watchful eye of the master?" Jun Ci frowned, the feeling of being secretly watched made him very disgusted.

"Of course, this trip to the Valley of the Celestial Wolf is not so much to let you guard the spiritual veins as to give you a chance to practice, and the surveillance is just to ensure your safety. I just thought it was a simple passscene, but I didn't expect it to be complicated. Mo Li patiently explained, not feeling Junci's unhappiness at all.

"But Qiu Mengji almost destroyed the spiritual vein with his supernatural powers, isn't the sect indifferent?" Junci was a little incredulous.

"At the moment when the mine bandits attacked the Heavenly Wolf Valley, the deacon disciple who was in charge of supervising the spirit mine through the Water Curtain Technique had already informed the Great Elder as soon as possible. If Qiu Mengji really wanted to destroy the spiritual veins in a frenzy, it was estimated that the Great Elder would destroy him in a moment's whim. Mo Li said proudly.

"So, everything I've done is useless?" Hearing this answer, Junci couldn't help but laugh.

"You can't say that, if you hadn't turned the tide, you wouldn't have had a chance for the Great Elder to see your potential. Alright, go quickly, don't keep the Great Elder waiting. Mo Li patted Junci's shoulder and urged.

Jun Ci, who had mixed tastes, said goodbye to Mo Li, and came to the Qingtian Pavilion located on the highest peak with anxiety.

Looking at the back-to-basics, like an antelope's horns hanging in the clouds, Junci took a deep breath and slowly walked in.

"Meet the Great Elder. Junci respectfully saluted the white-bearded old man who was sitting on the futon and meditating with his eyes closed.

The Great Elder in the False Sleep suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Jun Ci calmly: "Yes, the amount of true yuan in the body is dozens of times that of ordinary foundation building monks, and it has undergone a mutation, faintly carrying a trace of thunder and lightning, no wonder you can leapfrog to challenge the monks of the Jindan stage." โ€

In just a few words, the secret on Jun Ci's body actually showed the Great Elder a lot. A drop of cold sweat couldn't help but slide down Junci's cheek.

"Don't be nervous, I have no malicious intentions, from today onwards, you are the preparatory candidate for the Ten Golden Pills, and you can receive 100,000 spirit stones every month. At the same time, in view of your outstanding performance in the Heavenly Wolf Valley this time, you are hereby allowed to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to choose a magical ability to cultivate at will. After saying this, the Great Elder seemed reluctant to say more, and waved his hand to signal Junci to retreat.

"Big brother, there seem to be a lot of secrets in him, not only is the amount of true yuan in his body different from that of ordinary people, but even the divine sense has been derived into three hundred and sixty-five parts, which is dozens of times that of ordinary monks. This miraculous practice must be handed over to the master. Elder Jialan slowly walked out of the dark corner, staring at Jun Ci's distant back, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Do you know what the biggest enemy is for an immortal cultivator?" the Great Elder asked suddenly.

Seeing that Elder Jialan was silent, the Great Elder sighed with emotion, "For people like us, the biggest enemy in life is time. Time can not only determine a person's life and death, but also change a person. If this child does not die young, he will definitely be the mainstay of the Lingxiao Sword Sect in the future. When his identity and status change, he will naturally protect the sect in order to protect his vested interests, and his exercises will naturally be the sect's exercises at that time. โ€

Elder Jialan nodded convincingly when he heard this: "What the eldest brother taught is this. โ€

Just when the Great Elder had resolved the biggest crisis in Jun Ci's life with a few words, he came to the heavily guarded Tibetan Scripture Pavilion under the leadership of the deacon disciples of the Qingtian Pavilion.

In the mist, two bronze doors weighing 10,000 catties appeared in front of Junci, which were inlaid with the four divine beasts of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Xuanwu, and the Vermilion Bird, which looked lifelike, and it seemed that if one was not careful, he would be torn to pieces by it.

But all this is just the appearance, the real killing move is actually the Xuantian Ancient Array buried under the divine beasts of the four directions, which is enough to annihilate any intruder.

"Who trespassed into the Scripture Pavilion?" a majestic voice sounded in the mist.

"Returning to Uncle Jiang, I specially follow the order of the Great Elder to grant Jun Ci, a disciple of the Demon Academy, to comprehend the supernatural powers here. The deacon disciple replied respectfully.

"When did the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion become a place for disciples in the foundation building period to enter if they want to? Jiang Chengfeng, one of the top ten golden pills, said as he waved the sunset that he had been famous for a long time, and slashed at the top of Junci's head without warning.

In the face of the opponent's sudden attack, Junci stretched out his right index finger, and a purple thunderball collided with the sound of cicadas and the blade of the setting sun.

The scorching flame energy and the furious lightning clashed violently in the void, comparable, and the two glanced at each other, and retreated at the same time as they had a tacit understanding.

Jiang Chengfeng, who had a cold face, bowed his head and said: "It is worthy of being a young talent valued by the Great Elder, and it is indeed the back waves of the Yangtze River that push the front waves." โ€

"Uncle Miao praised. Junci was neither humble nor arrogant and saluted Jiang Chengfeng.

Jiang Chengfeng handed Jun Ci a jade plaque and said: "After entering the Scripture Pavilion, the gate will automatically close, and if you choose a good supernatural power, crush this jade plaque, and it will be teleported out of it." โ€

As Jiang Chengfeng played a complicated set of magic decisions, the four divine beasts that were connected to each other on the bronze door gradually separated, revealing a half-human-high round hole.

Jun Ci, who understood the mind, nodded gratefully at Jiang Chengfeng, and jumped in with an arrow.

When the bronze door was closed again, Jiang Chengfeng, who had a calm face, pulled out the sunset behind him, and looked at the crack on the blade that was as thin as a hair, and his face sank like water.

Compared to Jiang Chengfeng's gloom, Jun Ci, who entered the Scripture Pavilion, was already shocked by what he saw in front of him and was speechless.

Colorful bubbles float in the smoky secret realm, and a large number of words and mirrors of characters flicker inside.

Jun Ci approached a red bubble, and a line of seal text appeared in it: "Yuan Infant Divine Power, Great Day Brahma Decision." Underneath the text is a figure of a virtual figure holding a huge fireball in both hands and throwing it downward, as a result, a huge city instantly turned into a sea of fire, and no grass grows. โ€

Jun Ci walked to another blue bubble full of admiration, which was impressively displayed: "Yuan Infant Divine Power, covering the sea." I saw that a Yuan Infant monk inside turned into a dragon and turned over the river and the sea, and the huge waves set off flooded countless villages. โ€

Junci is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, constantly looking at the flowers and flowers, carefully watching the introduction and demonstration of every supernatural power.

After some careful selection, Jun Ci took a fancy to a Jindan period divine power called Ziyang Divine Thunder, which is not only amazingly powerful, it can condense up to forty-eight divine thunderbolts to inflict a devastating blow on the enemy, but also there are many places where it can contrast with its own empty cicadas and give birth to more new changes.

But just as Junci pointed at the Purple Sun Divine Thunder with his finger, the purple bubbles actually slid to the side very repulsively.

Jun Ci was slightly stunned, and he didn't give up on the Yuan Infant Divine Power on the side, but the result was still as expected, and the Yuan Infant Divine Power also rejected him very much.

"It seems that I am empty and happy, and I can only find a supernatural ability to cultivate in the foundation building period. Junci has some regrets about the extreme path in the sea of knowledge.

"You can choose any supernatural power. After all, these low-level supernatural powers are just a transition. "Ji doesn't seem to be interested in the Lingxiao Sword Sect's supernatural powers.

Although he said so, Jun Ci didn't think so, and now the means that he could use to deal with the enemy in his hands were in addition to the talisman array was the empty cicada, which was very single, and it was absolutely necessary to master a powerful supernatural power.

After many carpet searches, Junci finally found his satisfactory supernatural power among thousands of bubbles.