Seeing Zheng Xuan's mischievous blinking, Xu Ye couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems that I will have to call you Senior Sister Xuan'er in the future......"

"Ha, you can't call Senior Sister Xuan'er, Master Mo is very strict, you have to call me Senior Sister Zheng in front of his old man!"

Xu Ye hurriedly made a gesture and replied with a smile: "Senior brother understands, junior brother understands!" Seeing that Zheng Xuan was naughty with himself without incident, Xu Ye breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. ↖ Top-of-the-line ↖ ↖ novel ↖, x.

The two no longer laughed at each other, only to see Zheng Xuan take out a red oval token, hand it to Xu Ye, and then walk in the direction of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion was already seen by Xu Ye when he had just left the corridor surrounded by the Pavilion in the heart of the lake. But because of the prohibition, Xu Ye just saw a rough idea. Now that the ban has passed, it can be regarded as having really seen the appearance of the Zangjing Pavilion.

Tibetan scripture pavilion, named after the pavilion, but the overall structure is not the attic shape, the lower width is narrow and the upper is narrow, the shape is like spring bamboo shoots, this is an iron tower pattern. The tower is particularly magnificent, the tower base is wide and thick, deeply rooted in the earth, as if from the ground out, rising from the ground to form.

The tower is solid and surrounded by densely carved statues. The statues are different, there are eagles soaring about to spread, there are Ming kings who do not move like a bell, there are half-open umbrellas, and there are solemn Buddhas. One after another statues are carved in the body of the tower, and when they are densely carved together, it also creates a peculiar and quaint tower body.

Although it is an ordinary statue stone carving, each statue has a different posture and different artistic conception. It looks messy and irregularly connected, but when all the statues are laid out on one side and enclosed in a circle, they seem to come to life and come to life.

The top of the tower is paved with green glazed tiles, in the center of the half-open umbrella tower, a spire that penetrates into the sky is erected again, and the pattern of the tip seems to be arranged according to the tower, it is also narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the statue is also carved on the spire, but it is much less than the tower body.

The Pavilion is divided into nine floors, each with a door and window of a different color. However, this door and window are only carved into the tower, not the actual window. Walking forward, after going up a long stone staircase, I finally saw the door to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The door is not hidden, but completely open. There was a white-haired old man sitting next to the gate, his eyes were closed, and his hands were folded, as if an old monk had settled down. Xu Ye and the others did not restrain their breath, nor did they act in a hurry. The sound of clattering footsteps sounded crisply in this quiet land, but the white-haired old man still didn't react. His eyes were still closed, his hands were still folded, and he was motionless.

After Zheng Xuan glanced at it, he was about to speak, but he was stopped by Xu Ye. Shaking his head, he motioned to Zheng Xuan not to disturb. In this way, time passed little by little, the sun set and dusk, and the new moon gradually rose.

After dusk, it was the first night. The wind was already slightly cool, and the night was gradually deepening, but the white-haired old man was still motionless. If it weren't for his regular exhalation and inhalation, he would have really died and walked away. Zheng Xuan's face gradually showed urgency, each token is not permanent, this is the "three-day order" set by the elders of the sect who jointly exert their magical powers. If the name is three days, it will only be stored for three days, and as soon as the three days pass, the token will dissipate. At that time, they will also lose their qualifications to enter the Scripture Pavilion.

If he hadn't instinctively believed in Xu Ye, I'm afraid that Zheng Xuan would have entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion immediately to find the inheritance of supernatural powers. After a long time, when the night dispersed and the morning sun rose, Zheng Xuan finally lost his patience.

"Brother Tang, let's ignore him. Maybe this senior master is meditating and cultivating," As soon as Zheng Xuan spoke, Xu Ye immediately frowned, and hurriedly made a silent gesture.

When Zheng Xuan was puzzled, Xu Ye immediately whispered, "Look!"

With Xu Ye's words, Zheng Xuan gradually aimed at the old man in white, but after looking at it for a long time, he still didn't find anything unusual. Still with his hands folded, his eyes closed, and the old monk remained motionless as if he were in a state of flux.

"Brother Tang?"

"Listen to the breathing of the seniors!" Xu Ye whispered again, and then stopped talking. His eyes were firmly fixed on the old man in white, his ears were pricked up, and he listened carefully to the sound of the old man's breathing, which was steady and unsteady at that time.

The more he listened, the more Xu Ye's eyes shimmered. Soon after, Xu Ye actually learned the appearance of the old monk, sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his hands folded. Gradually, even the sound of exhaling and inhaling was the same as that of the white-haired old man.

Zheng Xuan's eyes were puzzled, but he didn't interrupt again. In this way, time passed little by little. As the sun sets, night falls again. The red light of the three-day token has been cut in half, and the red light is gradually weakening, which also shows that the three-day time limit is running out.

Zheng Xuan's heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he wanted to remind him many times, but he saw that Xu Ye was also like an old monk who was in a state of mind, and he was comfortable and content, and he forcibly held back what he wanted to say.

In this way, time passed little by little, and when night fell, and the morning sun rose again, it was already two days later. There is only one day left for the three-day order. And at this moment, Xu Ye finally got up.

I saw that Xu Ye's eyes were half puzzled, and half surprised, and after glancing at the old man, he actually knelt on the ground with a puff, and only after knocking his head three crisp times did he step into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. And just after Xu Ye and the others stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the white-haired old man's eyes suddenly opened, and after two fine lights shot out of his eyes, he narrowed slightly and smiled. Soon after, he returned to the old monk's settled appearance, but the sound of his breathing was normal.

Besides, on Xu Ye's side, as soon as he entered the Scripture Pavilion, the scene in front of him changed abruptly. On the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, there are no wooden shelves for the books. The first thing that catches your eye is the spiral staircase at the end of the first floor that leads to the second floor.

In addition, the most striking thing is the three-foot-high stone monument standing in the center of the first floor. The stone tablet was engraved with lines and lines of small characters, and when he looked closer, Xu Ye found that these small characters were actually recorded with the names of people one after another.

Glancing at the small characters of the person's name on the stone tablet, Xu Ye's eyes flashed suddenly. Most of the names were unheard of by Xu Ye, but in the third line, he suddenly saw a familiar name: Yue Loutai!

No. 19, Yue Loutai.

Zheng Xuan said slowly: "Listening to the senior brothers, everyone who walks into the Scripture Pavilion will be recorded on the stone tablet. The ranking of the stele is not a succession, but a ranking of the layers of the tongguò. Senior Brother Yue had only been to the sixth layer, so he was ranked the ninth. ”

Xu Ye nodded and asked, "In this way, each layer should have a corresponding limit, not everyone can go up all the way." ”

Zheng Xuan nodded and replied, "It should be so, but I don't know the specifics." After all, Xuan'er is also here for the first time. ”

Xu Ye suddenly thought of something, and then said, "Then if multiple people join forces, wouldn't they be able to pass through more layers of guò?"

Zheng Xuan chuckled, tapped Xu Ye's eyebrows with his fingers, and said with a coquettish smile: "Where is there such a good thing, there is no restriction between the first layer and the second layer, that is to say, anyone can go to the second layer." After listening to the master, there will be a wooden frame on the second floor to store magical powers. And when it comes to the second layer, even if a hundred people reach the second layer at the same time, no one will see anyone. The assessment can only be completed by yourself. ”

"Otherwise, I will enter the cabinet with Brother Yue, how can I go up to the sixth floor and be ranked. ”

Hearing Zheng Xuan mention Yue Loutai again, Xu Ye suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart. After this selection, it is clearly highly respected. Secretly swore in his heart that he must surpass Yue Lou Tai! After being unhappy, Xu Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly, and secretly said, "Could it be that this is the so-called rival in love?"

Shake off the distractions in his heart, and follow Zheng Xuan directly to the second floor. As Zheng Xuan said, there is only one day left for the three-day order, and if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you can only go to the second layer to choose supernatural powers.

After stepping on the second floor, a light suddenly came. This light is not the sunlight shining into the tower, the pavilion itself is a closed place, there is a universe inside, the light, is also the light of the pavilion itself.

When the white light clears, the scene ahead gradually becomes clearer. And Zheng Xuan beside him also disappeared quietly......

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