The sound of the ancient book tearing really made Meng Xiaofan's heart beat heavily, and he was also depressed that he didn't grasp the strength before, he didn't expect this paper to be so fragile, and it would be broken with a little force, looking at the torn opening, to see if there was any way to recover.

"Huh~~"

Meng Xiaofan, who was fiddling with the torn opening, suddenly sighed lightly, and immediately looked towards the torn opening, only to see that there seemed to be a slightly transparent thing hidden in the torn opening, this paper of the ancient art of burial sword is a special kind of paper, which is generally difficult to see through outside, but it can't withstand the ravages of the years.

"Forget it, it's all torn anyway, let's tear it a little. ”

Meng Xiaofan tore the hole a little again, and then took out the somewhat translucent paper in the interlayer.

This thing is a bit like leather paper, but it is as light as a cicada's wings, translucent, and has a good texture to the touch, Meng Xiaofan couldn't tear this paper with a little force, and suddenly Meng Xiaofan looked at this strange leather paper the size of a palm with some surprise.

There is no text on the parchment, just some strange places, and some are drawn with red crosses, looking at the appearance of the parchment should be a map, but this map does not seem to be complete, as if it was torn off on a certain whole, and you can know from the irregular edges of the parchment.

Meng Xiaofan couldn't help but sigh that the things he encountered today were not complete? After looking at it for a while, Meng Xiaofan didn't see the reason, this leather paper must be hidden so tightly, even the ancestors of the Silent Sect didn't notice it, and it was not easy to think about it.

Meng Xiaofan put the remnant picture into his arms and hid it, and re-closed the ancient book of the Ancient Technique of Burial Sword, because it was one of the pieces inside that was torn, and the book would not be discovered by the old man if he closed it, and it should be no problem when he went back to glue the torn pages.

Immediately, Meng Xiaofan walked downstairs, and when he walked downstairs, the old man was still sitting on the chair and sleeping groggily, seeing the appearance of the old man, Meng Xiaofan seriously doubted that he could read the books in the library?

"Ahem~"

Walking in front of the old man, Meng Xiaofan coughed a few times!

"Oh, it's a good choice, so fast, what kind of exercises do you choose?" said the old man at this time, opening his sleepy eyes.

"This is it. Saying that, Meng Xiaofan showed the cover of the book to the old man, but he didn't hand it over, for fear that the other party would see the torn page when he took it and flipped through it.

"Are you sure you chose this one? Do you know that this is only the first half of this exercise?"

When the old man saw the four big words of the Ancient Technique of the Burial Sword on the cover, a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes and he said, but he instantly regained his calm.

Saying that, the old man was also a little surprised in his heart, the requirements for the cultivation of this burial sword ancient art are very harsh, and it needs to attract the power of the heavenly and white tiger like a body, which is also one of the reasons why some people in the Shan Sect know this exercise, but no one borrows it to practice, so this book has not been touched for many years to cover it with dust.

"Oh, I'll just take a look, and if I have a chance to try it in the future, if not, I'll change it. ”

Meng Xiaofan said slowly, he knew that this ancient technique of burying the sword was not bad, and after he took it back and memorized it first, he would see if he could cultivate it after his realm was stable at the moment, and at the same time, it was more because of the mysterious remnants contained in this book, he didn't know if there was the same leather paper hidden in other pages.

"Okay, I'll help you register, but this book was handed down by the founding patriarch of the Shanshan Sect, and there are only a handful of people who have been able to cultivate this exercise since the founding of the sect, and after the decline of the Shanzong sect, no one has cultivated it, and even the current master of the sect can't cultivate. ”

The old man said as he took the pen to register, and from his words, it could be known that this person knew everything about the affairs of the Shanshan Sect.

"Huh?"

Hearing the old man's words, Meng Xiaofan couldn't help but be surprised, from the old man's words, he could know that this technique called the ancient art of burial sword was very difficult to cultivate, but he didn't expect that even the current master of the sect had not succeeded in cultivating.

"The founding patriarch once said that this exercise seemed to hide a big secret, but even his old man didn't know about it, because he only got the first half of the exercise at that time. ”

The old man's cloudy eyes flashed with a hint of clarity, and he looked outside the house and said.

"Oh, what the hell is the secret?"

But when the old man talked about the secret, Meng Xiaofan's mind suddenly flashed the translucent leather paper that he had discovered, could it be the secret in his mouth, but he still asked in surprise.

"Hehe, since it's a secret, I naturally can't know it, if you learn the exercises after the burial sword ancient surgery, you can know it, but before that, you can practice this technique, don't think about anything else, practice well." The old man said with a little meaning.

"Oh, I hope so, I'm just trying. ”

After the formalities were completed, Meng Xiaofan walked out, at this moment the old man stood in front of the library pavilion door and looked at the slightly emaciated figure, the old man in the library pavilion had a flash of light in his eyes, and the turbidity in his eyes had already been swept away.

After coming out of the library pavilion, Meng Xiaofan went straight to the Huoyin Pavilion, he had been thinking about choosing the exercises before, but now that the exercises had been chosen, he suddenly felt a sense of hunger sweeping over, and his stomach was rumbling at some point.

Because he had been injured before, he had been healing in Qingzhu Pavilion for the past few days, although he did not feel hungry in the medicinal liquid full of spiritual energy, but because the spiritual energy in the medicinal liquid had been absorbed by himself when he hit the Qi Refining Realm, he was already hungry after a few hours of making a fuss at this time.

Walking on the stone steps leading to the Fire Pavilion, you can vaguely see a few disciples of the Lonely Sect going down the mountain, who can come here are generally disciples within three years of entry, in addition to the fact that their cultivation is not high, they are still unable to change the habit of going to the mortal world, but there are also a column of disciples who have stepped into the Qi Refining Realm and began to receive Bigu Dan to replace eating, so as to gain time to improve their cultivation.

"Senior Brother Feng, you're done so soon?"

At this time, it was past noon, and when Meng Xiaofan stepped into the Huoyin Pavilion, he happened to see the wind on the rocking chair under the shade of the tree, the tea on the table next to him kept boiling, and there were three plates of exquisite pastries on the table, Meng Xiaofan couldn't help but smile and greeted, but to be honest, the small life without a trace of the wind was very comfortable.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to break through to the Qi Refining Realm because of the blessing of misfortune, and my brother also admired what you did that day. ”

Hearing Meng Xiaofan's words, Feng Wuxian couldn't help but light up when his eyes stayed on Meng Xiaofan, when he heard Meng Xiaofan call the ancient sword soul of the Banhuang Extreme Sect for the first time, he was very surprised, and turned to praise it again and again, how long has it been since they had such a backbone in the Silent Sect, not to mention the strength? That courage alone is not something that ordinary people can have.

"Hehe, senior brother, don't make fun of me. ”

Meng Xiaofan also sat down on the chair next to the table politely, picked up the pastries on the plate and started eating, these days through contact with Feng Wuxian The two have long been acquainted, and Feng Wuxian is very easy to get along with, as if he will not be angry with the other party no matter what the other party is, he has always maintained a peaceful state.

"Eat slowly, these were originally prepared for you, our Lonely Sect needs a backbone person like you, who dares to look down on them like this. ”

Feng Wuxian slowly filled a cup of tea and moved it to Meng Xiaofan and said, and at the end of his words, there was a touch of perseverance in his voice.

"Oh, even so, but now my strength is very different from the other party, and I need to double my cultivation, by the way, Senior Brother Feng, do you know this place in the Illusory Moon Ancient Cave?"