Thinking of a solution to the problem of refining the demon pill, Bai Ye's face flashed with joy.

With a flick of his sleeve, a swarthy cone-shaped object slipped into his hand.

This thing is the thickness of an arm, only a few feet long, black and shiny, the roots are a little uneven, but the top is very sharp.

There was a slight doubt in his eyes, and he pondered for a moment, and then Bai Ye flashed a little realization, "Could this thing be a single horn on the forehead of a fierce beast?"

Bai Ye thought of the fierce beast, before it turned into ashes, there was a dark horn on its head, combined with the things in front of him, the answer was about to come out.

"This horn can be left behind under the white light of Xianding, and it seems that it is also a strange treasure!"

Looking at the sharpness of the flickering light of the unicorn, Bai Ye's heart moved, he looked around, saw the teacup on the table, got up and picked it up, the unicorn swiped lightly, and countless cracks suddenly appeared in the teacup, and then shattered.

Nodding with satisfaction, I saw that the ground was paved with bluestone, and I stroked it on the ground casually, and the bluestone was divided into two, without any sense of sluggishness.

"This single horn is sharp and abnormal, I don't have a spirit stone now, I can't draw a spirit rune, and the cultivation of the immortal law also takes time, this thing can be used for self-defense, but it must be used with caution, so as not to be coveted by others and bring disaster to yourself!"

Bai Ye made up his mind, put away the horn of the fierce beast, and then waved his sleeves, and the fragments of the teacup rolled out of the window and flew into the grass behind the house.

With a long exhale, and a moment of silence, the corners of Bai Ye's mouth raised slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Inside the house, the aura of heaven and earth, with his exhalation and inhalation, entered the small ding, and when the blue light flickered, a drop of pure cultivation power gradually overflowed into the "sea of grains".

"But if you cultivate immortals and practice qi, you need the gate of heaven to be always open, and the earth to be closed..."

On the summit of Vulture Peak, in the hall of meritorious service, an old man in red clothes and white hair sat in the center of the hall and talked eloquently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the opposite side, there were more than 100 Fujia disciples in the same color costumes, all of them concentrated and focused, which made the old man feel a sense of satisfaction.

Every month, the Fujia Sect will send disciples from the sixth layer of condensation qi to low-level disciples like Vulture Peak, where the peak is located, to explain various common sense and cultivation experience in the immortal cultivation world, and sometimes even masters above the sixth layer will come.

And on this day, like the day of the Dan, no matter what you cultivate, you can go to the hall to listen to the lecture.

Bai Ye sat in the corner of the main hall of the Gong Transmission Hall, his expression was very serious, as if he wanted to imprint every word that the old man said in his heart.

More than ten days have passed since the incident of Mo Zhulin, and in the first few days, Bai Ye was worried that the abnormal changes in the bamboo forest would find out to him, especially when he heard that even the master of the sect was alarmed, which made him feel weak in the bottom of his heart.

However, after several days of searching, only more than 100 skeletons were found, and nothing else was found.

Although even if he tracks down, he may not be able to find Bai Ye, but at this moment, after all, there is a secret of Xianding, which has to make him feel uneasy in his heart.

Two hours later, Bai Ye walked out of the Great Hall of Transmission of Gong, crossed the suspended rope bridge, and entered Tianyu Peak, his footsteps did not stop, and he came to a strange-shaped mountain peak from Tianyu Peak.

This peak is called Lotus Peak, the outer shape is like a lotus flower in the pond, what is particularly strange is that the mountain peak is really like a lotus flower with a stem, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, standing in the canopy mountains.

When Bai Ye first saw this peak, he couldn't help but give birth to the thought: If that narrow place is overwhelmed and broken, what will happen.

All the way to the hurry, in a short time, came to a huge black pavilion, the attic plaque has three golden words "Xiandian Pavilion".

The classics in the Immortal Pavilion are all collected by the monks of the Fujia School in the past dynasties, and there are some strange magical powers in them.

It is said that when the Fujia sect was first established, there was no systematic cultivation method, and after hundreds of years, it was collected, sorted, and supplemented everywhere that the Fujia sect had a complete set of perfect cultivation exercises and immortal arts.

And those broken texts were all placed in the Immortal Pavilion after completing their mission.

The sect's management of the Immortal Pavilion is not strict, and formal disciples can enter at will, but they are not allowed to take the collection of books out, just because there is a formation in the pavilion to support them, which can ensure the immortality of these classics.

The steward of the Immortal Pavilion is called Liu Sanwei, and it is said that he has practiced for more than 20 years before he reached the second layer of condensation, and finally realized that his cultivation was hopeless, so he took the initiative to take over this job without any oil and water.

Bai Ye handed the identity card to Liu Sanwei, who had read well, and said, "Senior Brother Liu, today I am going to the No. 4 Ancient Book Room!"

Liu Sanwei looked up and said with a smile: "It's Senior Brother Bai!

took the waist card, engraved it on the recording stone, and took out a jade piece engraved with "Gu Si" from the treasure bag, and handed it back with the waist card.

"Well, I've been reading books on imperial objects lately." Bai Ye smiled faintly, replied casually, took the waist card and jade piece, and walked towards the stairs.

Before leaving, he glanced at the book on the desktop - "Asking the Immortals to Step on the Sky".

"It seems that it is a kind of miscellaneous talk about the cultivation of immortals by the seniors in the sect. "

Walking down the stairs to a room marked "Ancient Book IV" on the second floor, Bai Ye stuffed the jade piece into the groove, and the door flashed and slowly opened.

Striding in, in front of the first row of bookshelves, Bai Ye took down an ancient book, calmed down, and looked at it page by page.

The method of refining the demon pill, Bai Ye had found it from the Immortal Pavilion seven days ago, and the reason why he still came here every day was because he found that the books in the Immortal Pavilion not only had strange stories, but also countless spell fragments.

Although most of them were unable to cultivate due to their disabilities, for Bai Ye, they still made him feel a little surprised.

When encountering doubts while cultivating, Bai Ye can only explore by himself or explain his doubts every month, and ask questions to the senior brother of the sect.

And in these fragments of the Immortal Pavilion, there are often a few words left by the predecessors of the sect, although it is not of much use to him now, Bai Ye believes that when he cultivates and improves in the future, these fragments will definitely bring help to him.

Just as Bai Ye walked up the stairs, a sharp-beaked, ugly-looking man in red walked into the Immortal Pavilion, looking at Bai Ye's figure and submerging into the room, this person's eyes turned and sneered.

The sneer made Liu Sanwei raise his eyes, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly stood up, and said with a respectful expression: "I've seen Senior Brother Ma!"

The man's face was arrogant, and his nose was slightly collapsed to the sky, so that people could see at a glance that the nose hair sticking out of the nostrils, combined with a few black hairs on the big black mole under the chin, gave people a very disgusting first feeling.

"Who's that guy going upstairs?" Senior Brother Ma's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was as ugly as a duck's call.

Liu Sanwei sighed secretly, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly said: "This person's name is Bai Ye, and he has been coming to the Immortal Pavilion for the past few days to consult the collection."

"Hmm!" Senior Brother Ma smiled sympathetically and said, "What kind of cultivation is on?"

"It's a layer of condensation cultivation, a disciple of Vulture Peak." Liu Sanwei looked respectful and replied.

Senior Brother Ma nodded, threw out a piece of snail-like object, and said with a calm expression: "Remember, don't talk too much, otherwise... You know the consequences!" After speaking, he glanced at the room that Bai Ye walked into, turned around and walked out of the gate of the Immortal Pavilion with a sneer.

Liu Sanwei saw Senior Brother Ma's figure disappear outside the door, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his expression was complicated.

"Senior Brother Bai, don't blame me, it's your bad luck to be targeted by this wicked person surnamed Ma, alas!"

Shaking his head, Liu Sanwei sat down again, although he still held the book in his hand, his eyes were stunned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.