After a night's rest, the next morning, the dialect came to the library pavilion. On a picturesque lakeside peninsula, a five-story blue-tiled pavilion is the library of the Qingyuan Sect.

There are not many people who come and go, and the ordinary disciples of the Qingyuan Sect are not here to seek exercises and consult the classics, but to set up a hall for transmission of gong elsewhere. Usually only high-level disciples or elders in the sect are qualified here, and the collection of books here is obviously more high-level.

With the jade plaque given by the ancestor of the Su family, the dialect entered the pavilion smoothly, and the strange thing was that no one told him that there was a time limit, could it be that he didn't go out all the time, and the collection here could continue to be read. With doubts, Fang Yan first went to a row of bookshelves on the first floor, which did not contain any magic skills, Fang Yan flipped through it a few times, and then moved away.

I walked through two floors in a row and couldn't find it, until in a corner of the third floor, Fang Yan found a lonely bookshelf with less than a hundred classics and dozens of jade slips. These are all the magic skills collected by the Qingyuan Sect, and the dialects are a little unbelievable, such a big sect only has such a few demon dao classics, even if no one cultivates, there is nothing to learn from.

Fang Yan immediately searched for it, wanting to find a magic skill suitable for cultivation, but he didn't care how powerful it was, it was originally used to cover his identity. In fact, he had one in his hand, which was the Xuanyin Technique that Qingluan was cultivating, but it was obviously a demonic skill that was only practiced by female cultivators, and when he thought of the demon cultivator he met in Dajin Lake, he felt panicked.

"Hey, Qianyang is really a demonic skill, why does there still have a yang character in the magic skill, it's really rare, just choose it." "Most of the exercises for dialect cultivation have a yang character, and he thinks it's interesting to see this exercise, anyway, he doesn't plan to practice seriously, but it's just to cover it up when he goes deep into the Demon Gate stronghold, so he took this name and looks pleasing to the eye.

Then Fang Yan did not leave, and continued to check other classics here, remembering that the ancestor of the Su family seemed to have said that there was also a Qingyang Jue here, so he hurriedly looked around. It's a pity that the cultivation of dialects is too low. Only during the foundation building period, you can only go up if you have more than four floors of Jindan cultivation, and you can't take the jade plate of the ancestor of the Su family.

Fortunately, Qingyang Jue may be one of the main exercises of Qingyuan Sect, and the dialect was easily found on the second floor, and it was quite disappointing to take it out, this exercise was the same as the one in his hand, and it was only in the early stage of Jindan. The follow-up may not be available on the fourth floor or above. However, Fang Yan still received it in his hand, and it was better to take it back and compare it with the testimony in his hand. Besides, there are more spells included in it.

Holding the two jade slips in his hand, Fang Yan went to a small house in the middle of the floor, and asked the steward to make a copy of them for him, and put them on his body to put away. Then Fang Yan continued to wander around the building, stopping to check what he was interested in, and before he knew it, the evening came, and Fang Yan stayed here all day.

At this moment, the disciples inside all walked out one after another, only the dialect was unaware, still immersed in all kinds of classics. Eventually, even the steward left the library. And the location of reading in the dialect happened to be in a remote corner, and the steward on this floor didn't expect that there was a person in the library pavilion who wanted to take advantage of the sect today, and the steward left in a hurry when the time came.

Walking outside, one of the deacons in charge of the library opened the formation casually, and the dialect who was immersed in reading suddenly felt a great pressure, and the whole person was thrown out by a huge repulsive force in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he was thrown out of the library and landed on a piece of grass with a "bang".

No wonder no one reminded him of the time limit for reading books, it turned out that he had to go out consciously when it was time to close, otherwise when the formation was opened, the monks inside would be thrown out by the power of the formation of the Library Pavilion. But no one said anything to him, so it would be good to remind him. Fang Yan fell to the ground with a depressed face, and fell into a solid knot.

"Haha...... It's been a long time since I've seen anyone fall, but today I finally let Lao Tzu meet it again, and it's really lucky. Not far away, there was a sudden burst of cheerful laughter, and there was no evasion, not only to see the embarrassed appearance of the dialect and laugh, but also to run from a distance. Think of it and take a closer look.

Where is there such a person, when he sees others making a fool of himself, he hides and secretly laughs twice, and deliberately runs to see what is going on, and what he says in his mouth is even more infuriating. Fang Yan has practiced alchemy, so it's nothing to fall like this, but this appearance is a bit embarrassing, and I was glad that no one saw the place where it fell, but who knew that someone came here.

Fang Yan didn't bother to pay attention to such a boring person, quickly got up from the ground, turned and left, and didn't even look at the person who had passed.

"Wait, wait, let Lao Tzu see who fell so well, don't think about leaving if you don't show me. When the man saw the dialect and turned away, he hurriedly shouted behind him, and hurried after him.

How can this be reasonable, no matter how good Fang Yan's temper is, he will be so angry that he will be angry, even if he doesn't have the same knowledge as him, he is energetic, as if he makes fun of others and has no reason. However, Fang Yan did not stop questioning this person, but his pace suddenly increased, since he wanted to make fun of people, no wonder Fang Yan teased him.

The words of "Woo" rushed to the side, the movement was extremely fast, and the turn was also very sudden, and he also used the foundation of alchemy, and he wanted to make the people behind him look foreign. Who knew that Fang Yan looked behind him again, but the man was nowhere to be seen, as if he was dodging, and the man did not know where to hide.

Just as he was about to come out of the grass, he suddenly heard another loud laugh from beside him, this time very close to him, but Fang Yan was not aware of it beforehand, and he couldn't help but be shocked. And how did this person come here, the dialect didn't see it at all, and it was silent like a ghost, quietly falling beside the dialect.

"Boy, I just want to see who is so good-looking, I'll leave when I see it clearly, and I think I like to follow you. Do you know, Lao Tzu stayed here for a whole day to see you fall from the sky, but I just want to see what you look like, Lao Tzu is asking too much for this. But this man seemed to be bullied by tongues, and he was the first to attack.

"No, this man seems to have a problem with his brain. Fang Yan suddenly reacted, and it was not a normal person who acted and spoke like this. But the sect is important, where the monks gather, how can there be such a person, don't say that a big sect like Qingyuan Sect is impossible.

"Now that you see it, I look like this, I can leave when I've seen enough, and I want me to fall again to show you. Fang Yan said angrily, who knows what is going on in Qingyuan Sect, he is too lazy to entangle with this kind of person, and he is about to leave after speaking.

"Slow, what you said, you have to fall again to show Lao Tzu, but don't tell lies. You go and fall again as soon as possible, and Lao Tzu will find a place to hide and watch. After saying that, the figure of this person flashed, and then disappeared in the same place. But this time the dialect was clear, and a body of white sweat appeared on his back, this person doesn't look stupid and stupid, in terms of body shape, he actually surpassed the ancestor of the Su family, how high is this person's cultivation?

Fang Yan can't wait to slap his mouth at this moment, say something good and fall again, and do nonsense with him. It's okay now, this person is serious, and he doesn't know where to hide, he has to look at the dialect and fall again, and this person's cultivation is unfathomable, if he is angry and does something, he will be too wronged.

Suddenly, he had an idea, and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "This can't work, why do I fall every time, one person at a time, you fall once and I will come again, otherwise I will leave." ”

"No, how can you kid be fooled, obviously you said it yourself, you have to fall again, and Lao Tzu didn't say it. Besides, Lao Tzu is more than a thousand years old, where can he stand it, don't talk nonsense, you kid, hurry up and drop one, Lao Tzu still has something. The man suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan again, and said angrily.

More than 1,000 years old, really fake, what kind of old monster is this? The monk's longevity is related to cultivation, and the longevity must be high, this person said that he has lived for more than a thousand years, is it that the ancestor of the Yuan Infant is not successful, and it is estimated that he is talking crazy again. There are ways to deal with the tongues of sane people, not to mention this crazy monk, with a roll of his eyes, the tongue has an idea again.

"Do you know why I fell from the sky? It was because I forgot the time when I was reading in the library, and the steward of the house did not call me to close, so I was thrown out of it. If you want to see it again, you can go and get the steward, otherwise what's the fun of falling out of the air like this? Fang Yan thought to himself, and when he went to find someone, he would take the opportunity to slip away.

"Forgot the time? To put it nicely, you kid doesn't know the rules here, and you can't get out if you want to hide inside. As soon as I saw that you were a newcomer, Lao Tzu had already set his sights on you, and he waited for you to fall down after a day of guarding here. What you said, fall again and show Lao Tzu, now I'll go and find the person in charge, don't run around, you kid, you can't run if you want to. ”

As he spoke, a small black thing suddenly appeared above this person's head, and disappeared in a flash, and this person's aura also underwent drastic changes at this moment, and the profound cultivation seemed to be suddenly withdrawn and fell suddenly. And the black thing that came out of his head made Fang Yan can't help but think of a thing, "Yuan Ying"! Fang Yan was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

"This is an old monster, how could he be so unlucky, and when he met a crazy old monster, this is a big trouble. Fang Yan's face turned pale, thinking hard about how to get out, this person also did enough, and directly let Yuan Ying fly out to find someone, but the body stood here guarding Fang Yan, and he was not afraid of being taken advantage of by the enemy to sit down.

However, in terms of dialect, this person's current strength is still unfathomable, looking at Fang Yan with a stunned look, he said proudly: "Stinky boy, what kind of ghost do you want to fight in front of Lao Tzu, what you say will count, warn you kid don't want to run away, you want to look good when you are caught by Lao Tzu." Heck, you have to find a good place to hurry, it's not easy to have some fun. ”

After saying that, the man panicked and hid in the bushes, and disappeared in between. Fang Yan smiled bitterly, this person seems crazy, but he is not stupid at all, he can see what he thinks in his heart, and he doesn't know who is really stupid.

After a while, a black light disappeared into the grass, and then several monks ran in fear, and the leader was none other than the head of the Library. Seeing the dialect standing here smiling bitterly, the few people didn't say anything, and took him to the library pavilion, and when they got there, they opened the prohibition and let the dialect enter it again. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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