XiFangPing nodded, can’t find it, just get a multiplier for self-defense. Xi Fangping always likes heavy objects, but if there are no heavy objects, bows and arrows will do. Besides heavy objects, Xi Fangping likes bows and arrows best. That thing, which can attack from a distance, is most suitable for sneak attack, which is in line with what Master said: life is the first thing. Since you can’t get heavy objects, it’s not bad to get a pair of bows and arrows.
After hearing what Xi Fangping said, the shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "Xi Daoyou, the bow and arrow type instrument is the same in the next place, but it is a high-order instrument. With the aura in Daoyou’s body, it is estimated that it will not move."
Xi Fangping moved in his heart. After five rounds of fierce fighting, he was quite confident in his aura. Being able to produce a three-foot fireball shows that the aura in your body is much stronger than the normal ten-story monk, and it is almost close to the eleven-story monk. That is to say, I should be reluctant to make the high-order multiplier work. Besides, once you are advanced to the eighth floor, it will be easy to use the high-order multiplier. It is better to prepare for yourself in advance while you have money at hand, so that you can’t afford to buy it if you want.
Looking at the bow and arrow sent by the shopkeeper, Xi Fang was happy. This is a bow that looks quite quaint. There is neither carved flowers nor grass on the handle, and there is nothing fancy at all. It’s just that three words are simply carved on it and a cloud bow is worn. The bow is four feet high and equipped with twelve arrows, each of which is four feet long. Whether it is a bow or an arrow, it is full of aura and heavy in the hand, which is very suitable for Xi Fangping’s appetite. Xi Fangping tried to pull it in front of the shopkeeper. He blushed, but he couldn’t pull the bow. This makes the shopkeeper very proud. Now everyone in Yunmen Town knows that Xi Fangping is born with divine power, and his aura in the body is much more than that of the ordinary seven-story monk. Even he can’t pull this bow, which shows that he sells genuine high-order instruments.
After some bargaining, in the end, this cloud bow was sold at the price of 3 thousand lingshi. For this price, Xi Fangping is quite satisfied. This is the best of the high-order instruments. Under normal circumstances, the price is generally between 3,500 and 4,000 pieces of lingshi. However, this set of bows and arrows was not wanted by many people, and it has been kept by the shopkeeper for a long time. Therefore, the shopkeeper sold it to Xi Fangping at a low price and let Xi Fangping pick up a big bargain.
When I left the store, I still felt like a thorn in my back. Laughed XiFang calmly, he deliberately slowed down and strolled leisurely in the streets of Yunmen Town, turning a blind eye to the admiring or jealous eyes of the monks. Until the cold feeling behind disappeared, Xi Fangping suddenly accelerated his pace and wandered into the alley. Soon, Xi Fangping came to a place about dozens of feet away from the store he had just come out, hiding behind a tree, with a pair of eyes staring at the door of the store tightly.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Xi Fangping walked out of the store with a fairly easy pace. It’s a little far away, but Xi Fangping can be sure that this guy’s face must be hung with that cruel sneer. Xi Fang calmly scolded, but he kept walking and soon returned to the street. It was not until the gloomy feeling reappeared behind him that Xi Fangping slowed down.
Throughout the day, Xi Fangping strolled in the street, having a cup of green tea in the teahouse for a while, going to the fix-up shop for a while to see all kinds of fix-up supplies, and going to the square for a while to see the monks who were happily talking about the duel in the morning. Even, he deliberately walked to the brand floor of Yunmenjian and enjoyed the ages from a distance. From the beginning to the end, that kind of feeling has always existed behind me, and Xi Fangping couldn’t help but praise it. This Huang Jiang is really persistent. He has been following himself for several hours and still refuses to give up.
Seeing that it was nearly dusk, Xi Fangping suddenly quickened his pace and walked towards the outside of Yunmen Town, and quickly disappeared into a dense forest. He believes that Huang Jiang will follow. After all, this is Huang Jiang’s last chance. Once Xi Fangping became a formal disciple of Yunmenjian, Yunmenjian had to take up the responsibility of protecting him. At that time, Huang Jiang had to consider the possible reaction of Yunmenjian, which Huang Jiang did not want to see.
Yunmenjian, after all, is a famous sect, and the dense forest near its mountain gate has been well protected. Trees more than ten feet high abound, and the light inside is much weaker than that outside the dense forest. Xi Fangping wandered around for a while, and finally found a larger clearing, stopped, carrying his hands behind his back, as if listening carefully to the birds singing around him. If you don’t get close, no one can do it now. Eighteen red-yang bees with seven layers of cultivation have been called out, and they are slowly climbing down the trouser legs of Xi Fangping and quickly sinking into the grass. Xi Fangping is not afraid that Huang Jiang will present these red bees. As a relic of the celestial world, the red bees are much weaker than the average monster beast. Plus, they have absorbed enough dust in Hunyuanzong, and the need is even weaker. With the cultivation of Huang Jiang, it is impossible to present them. The feeling behind it is still the same, but that guy didn’t attack directly. Perhaps, Xi Fangping’s big behavior made Huang Jiang wonder. He still hid in the dark, watching Xi Fangping’s every move, looking for the best opportunity to sneak attack. If it weren’t for Xi Fangping’s unusual sensitivity, it is estimated that Huang Jiang really succeeded.
It was not until he was sure that all eighteen red bees had reached the designated position that Xi Fangping said flatly, "Huang Daoyou has been following me for so long, should he come out?"
After a while, Huang Jiang’s surprised voice came from behind: "Xi Fangping, you know I’m with you."
Xi Fangping haha laughed: "Your tracking technology is so poor, if I really don’t know, I will be in the secular world for so many years. I cashed you in at the betting station. In fact, Taoist friends can only blame themselves. When I have exchanged so many Lingshi now, you don’t have to be so jealous. "
Say so, because, XiFangPing don’t want to let people know that he has a feeling different from ordinary people, this is one of the magic weapons of his life, if there is a monk in the jungle, if others listen to him, he will be in trouble in the future.
Huang Jiang paused for a moment and then said, "Yes, this is indeed my mistake. There are more than 20,000 pieces of lingshi. Although I came from a famous family of Xiuzhen, I have never seen so many lingshi at once. At that time, my heart beat a lot faster. I think that’s when you met me. "
Xi Fangping didn’t recognize it, but still said faintly: "As a monk, I pursue the road to heaven, and Taoist friends take such a fancy to things outside. Even if Huang Daoyou enters Yunmenjian, I think it won’t have much future."
Huang Jiang laughed darkly: "It’s not up to you to decide whether there is a future. There are a lot of monsters soaring in the realm of the fix-true. Killing and setting fires doesn’t seem to affect their cultivation. Anyway, all I know is that as long as I kill you, your quota will be mine, and the Lingshi in your storage bag will also become mine. "
Xi Fangping smiled, slowly turned around and faced Huang Jiang, and said easily, "Huang Daoyou is so sure that he can kill me?"
Huang Jiang’s tone is full of murderous look: "Do you think that I have only those skills? Do you think that if you beat me with tricks in the morning, you can escape my pursuit now?" Before I die, I want to tell you that what you get by strength is the most real thing. Sometimes, tricks don’t work. "
Gently pat the storage bag, Huang Jiang hands, there are two kinds of middle-order multiplier, the right hand is the giant Hui Jian on which he became famous, and the left hand is actually a shield that is also a middle-order multiplier. Xi Fangping frowned and whispered, "You have two intermediate instruments, so why didn’t you take them out this morning?"
Huang Jiang’s tone was full of remorse: "I have read the information of the monks in the group. I thought that you could easily defeat you without taking out the second instrument. I don’t want too many people to know their true strength." Unexpectedly, I was wrong. You, a little seven-story monk, have such powerful strength that you can force me to the ring. However, this is all right. You have earned a large sum of Lingshi. It won’t be long before the quota and Lingshi will become mine. This failure is still quite rewarding. Xi Daoyou, you are so lucky. Here are green mountains and green waters with beautiful scenery, which is a good place to bury bones. Well, it’s getting late, so let me send my friends to the next place. "
As soon as the words fell, Huang Jiang pinched his hand, and the huge Hui Jian and the shield were full of light. Then the huge Hui Jian sold out and headed straight for Xi Fangping. Huang Jiang’s degree is fast, but Xi Fangping’s degree is even faster. Almost at the moment when the giant sword is shot, Xi Fangping suddenly shook his body and ran towards a tree through which several people camped three feet away.
With a bang, the giant Hui sword was inserted into the tree, and the sound of six long swords all disappeared into the tree, and the tip of the sword was revealed. Huang Jiang’s face suddenly became ugly, and he didn’t know why Xi Fangping had to take himself to the jungle for a decisive battle. Juhui Jian has a long body, so it is quite inconvenient to dance in the dense forest, and the loss of aura is much greater than that in the open space. And Xi Fangping’s body is flexible and can move freely, so he can exert his advantages in such a dense forest.
Huang Jiang pinched the sword tactic, and the giant Hui Jian made a buzz, then flew from the tree and shot at Xi Fang again. Xi Fangping seemed to have a hunch about this, but quickly ran to another tree, waiting for Huang Jiang to draw out the giant sword with defects. He didn’t take this opportunity to make a sudden attack. He looked down on Huang Jiang and made Huang Jiang’s eyes almost red with anger.
When the giant sword sank into the tree, Xi Fangping did have the opportunity to attack the Yellow River. XiFangPing know, however, Huang Jiang momentum is still full, the body reiki is abundant, plus there is a shield in his hand, even if he attacks, it may not be able to break through its defense, it is better to use the terrain of the jungle, slowly consume the body reiki of Huang Jiang, and then settle accounts with Huang Jiang when it is completely dark. If you want to compete with Xi Fangping in the dark, Huang Jiang is still far from it.
Huang Jiang’s right-hand tactic kept hitting, and the huge Hui Jian turned from stabbing to cutting, and swept straight towards Xi Fangping’s body. At the same time, the shield of his left hand turned round and round around his body to prevent Xi Fangping from taking the opportunity to attack. Xi Fangping’s eyes were fixed on the giant Hui Jian, until the momentum of the giant Hui Jian reached its peak, and then he twisted his body, like a loach, drilling freely in the knife awn rolled up by the giant Hui Jian.
Huang Jiang complained about this, and the giant Hui Jian is a big guy in the multiplier, and its control needs quite a lot of aura. If in the open space, the giant Hui Jian will rise by inertia, the aura it takes is not as big as it looks. However, in such a dense forest, due to the constant obstruction of surrounding trees, we must constantly change direction, and the cost of aura is doubled. In addition, there is a shield that also needs a lot of aura at hand, so it won’t be long before he can’t support it.
With a loud noise, the giant Hui Jian once again hit a big tree with a diameter of ten feet behind Xi Fangping. This is the fifth time that Huang Jiang has cut a big tree. Huang Jiang had a hard time, and then he pulled the giant sword out of the tree and suspended it in the air. At this time, Huang Jiang’s face showed a slight fear. He never thought that he would fall into such a disadvantageous position. It’s easy to cut the giant sword into the tree, but it takes a lot of aura to pull it out of the tree. After five times in a row, Huang Jiang was panting. On the other hand, Xi Fangping didn’t attack at all, but with a posture different from ordinary people, he drilled around in the Woods and easily escaped the attack of the giant Hui Jian again and again, and his aura didn’t lose much. Huang Jiangben thought that dealing with Xi Fangping tonight was simply a sure thing. Xi Fangping didn’t have an instrument in his hand, and the only weapon, mace, was cut off by a giant sword, completely in a passive state. Unexpectedly, Xi Fangping found such a good place and put himself at a disadvantage again.
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Chapter 30 Kill
Huang Jiang called back the giant Hui sword and suspended it on his head. At the same time, he danced with a shield and protected himself completely, silently looking at nearby Xi Fangping. At this time, it’s getting late and I can’t see my fingers in the dense forest. Huang Jiang can only lock Xi Fangping tightly with his knowledge. He is a little strange, XiFangPing just how to accurately avoid his attack in the dark night. You know, it’s hard to do this just by god’s knowledge. After all, the Godsworn’s knowledge in the air-entraining period is quite different from that in the air-condensing period, and he can’t use it easily. It is impossible to avoid lightning-fast attacks for several times.
Seeing several times in vain, Huang Jiang’s self-confidence was impatient, and he even regretted his pursuit of Xi Fangping. If I had known this, he should just turn around and go. Even if he can’t become a disciple of Yunmenjian, he still has enough Shou Yuan. If he waits for another twenty years, he will not be able to make up for it. Maybe, when the time comes, his cultivation has reached more than ten levels, and he can compete for the number of disciples of the last five schools, instead of just focusing on Yunmenjian, the school with the worst strength among the next five schools.
In Huang Jiang’s heart, there was a feeling of powerlessness for the first time. He thought of running away and quickly fled this dangerous place. Huang Jiang vaguely felt that Xi Fangping not only used the dense forest to avoid his own attack, but he certainly had something to deal with. Otherwise, with Xi Fangping’s degree and under the cover of trees, it is impossible for Huang Jiang to catch up if he really wants to run. However, it was too late to wake up from greed and jealousy at this time.
The heart of Huang Jiang’s escape was weak, and Xi Fangping immediately felt it. The gods were fully released, and eighteen red bees no longer concealed their breath. Suddenly, they flew out from the grass and trees, suspended in mid-air, and eighteen gods covered the Yellow River tightly.
Huang Jiang gave a loud exclamation: "Eighteen monster beasts with seven levels of cultivation. What is this monster beast?"
Xi Fangping smiled: "Let Huang Daoyou know that this is a red bee raised in the sun."
Huang Jiang screamed: "Impossible, there has never been a red bee with more than five layers of air-entraining in the fix-true world, and no one has been able to train red bees."
"Ha, but I do have a group of red bees, and they are all above seven floors." There was not a trace of smug feelings in Xi Fangping’s voice: "Huang Daoyou, I believe Huang Daoyou is quite clear about the attack characteristics of red bees. I hope Daoyou can be safe and sound under the suicide attack of eighteen red bees."
Huang Jiang didn’t pay attention to Xi Fangping’s coldness at all. Eighteen red bees were no longer watching, but kept fighting around Huang Jiang, as if looking for a flaw in Huang Jiang. Huang Jiang knows very well that the red wasp can only attack once in its life, but once it is stabbed, it has no possibility of being saved. He had also heard that five or six red bees with two layers of air-entraining had forcefully tied a monk with six layers of air-entraining and lost his life within half an hour. In particular, the stinger of the red bee has the function of piercing the aura. Once the shield protection is not in place, it is likely to be stung by the silent stinger. Therefore, although the strength of a single red bee is not strong, ordinary monks are afraid to bully red bees. Now, he is faced with eighteen red bees, and it is a red bee with seven layers of bleeding. As long as he is stabbed by one, he will be seriously injured. If he is stabbed by three, it will be difficult to live.
Forced to be helpless, Huang Jiang can only give up the plan to escape, and put away the huge Hui sword that consumes a lot of aura, pour all the aura into the shield, drive the shield, and keep circling around himself, keeping his body packed. However, these eighteen red bees seem to be quite intelligent. They didn’t go straight into the shield regardless of the legendary situation, but only kept turning around the body of Huang Jiang. Once there was a gap in the protection of the shield, a red bee immediately rushed over and posed as if to shoot a stinger, scaring Huang Jiang to death.
The stalemate lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Huang Jiang became more and more anxious. He knows very well that if this stalemate continues, he will be exhausted sooner or later. After all, the red bee flies completely by instinct, and it has to run the aura to maintain the dance of the shield, which is much more tired than the red bee. However, if you don’t wave the shield, he will also be stabbed to death by the red bee. It is really a dilemma for Huang Jiang to be exhausted or stung to death. Huang Jiang can only grit his teeth and wait for a miracle.
My heart is in a hurry, and the dance of the shield is a bit slow. Xi Fangping, who was forty feet away, immediately felt the change of the Yellow River through his divine knowledge. In fact, Xi Fangping didn’t order the red bee to attack at all. He just kept the red bee in an offensive posture. He didn’t want to wreck even one red bee for a Yellow River.
Just now, when people and bees were at loggerheads, Xi Fangping had quietly retreated about forty feet. He knew that the god knowledge of a normal ten-story monk should be around sixty or seventy feet, but now Huang Jiang has focused his main attention on the red-yang bee, and it is impossible for his god knowledge to be forty feet away. He can stay forty feet away and slowly toss about Huang Jiang.
The gods were released, flew out of the storage bag through the cloud bow, and fell into the hands of Xi Fangping. Xi Fangping carefully took out a cloud-piercing arrow from the storage bag and put it on the bow, with full strength. In front of the shopkeeper, he didn’t give Xi Fangping face to wear the cloud bow, but he was forcefully pulled half full, and the cold arrow of the cloud arrow was filled with spiritual force, aiming at the Yellow River.
Taking advantage of the moment when Huang Jiang’s shield exposed the gap, the cloud-piercing arrow went out silently, easily penetrated Huang Jiang’s self-defense aura and stuck it straight in Huang Jiang’s heart. Huang Jiang gave a sad cry, and after his body was castrated and shot through the clouds and arrows for two zhangs, he fell to the ground. As Huang Jiang’s body fell to the ground, the shield lost control and fell into the grass.
Xi Fangping withdrew the cloud bow and slowly walked to Huang Jiang’s side. At this time, Huang Jiang is still not clear, and he is still breathing. He is staring at Xi Fangping tightly with his ferocious eyes. Even in the dark, Xi Fangping can feel the unwillingness and despair in his eyes. Huang Jiang struggled and said, "Xi Fangping, how can you, how can you make the high-order instrument work? In the store, you obviously can’t open the cloud bow?"
Xi Fangping sneered: "Huang Daoyou, if you knew there was a bastard hanging you like a tail, would you still show all your strength in front of the shopkeeper?"
Say that finish, hand movement, a two-foot fireball appeared out of thin air, the aura has been scattered Huang Jiang fried to pieces. The vitality of monks has always been much stronger than that of mortals. Even if there is only one breath left, they may be able to hang on for a while. It is better to send him on the road directly, so as not to leave any cause behind in his Yellow River and capsize himself in the sewer.
Xi Fangping picked up Huang Jiang’s storage bag, penetrated into it, checked it and nodded with satisfaction. After all, he was born in the family of fix true, and he may be the best in the family of fix true. His fortune is much richer than that of the scattered repairers. Besides the giant sword, there are 1,400 pieces of inferior lingshi alone, and there are two bottles of 40 Huang Jingdan used to enhance the aura, even the storage bag, which is also a higher-grade stuff with two feet of space like himself. However, Xi Fangping’s storage bag now contains nearly two pieces of stone, but he doesn’t pay much attention to such a harvest.
After Xi Fangping called all the red bees to the belt, he found the shield from the grass and put all the collected flowers in the storage bag, which slowly walked towards Yunmen Town. Although it was the first time he killed a monk, Xi Fangping felt nothing in his heart. I have been an escort for five years, and there are many robbers who died at the hands of Xi Fangping. He has long since lost the feeling of fear and anxiety of killing for the first time.
Xi Fangping returned to his residence and had a good rest. He didn’t get up until early the next morning. After cleaning up, he walked towards the gate of Yunmenjian. At this time, there are less than half of the monks in Yunmen Town, but there are still thousands of monks in the town who are exchanging experiences with each other. For them, this is a rare good opportunity to improve their cultivation.
When passing through the street, Xi Fangping heard that last night, there were dozens of fights between monks in Yunmen Town, which caused at least 20 monks to die, including two monks who had already advanced, and their positions were directly progressive from the second place. Xi Fangping had no affection for Yunmenjian, but he didn’t have any ill feelings. He just regarded it as an ordinary school of repairing truth. After hearing the news, Xi Fangping’s impression of Yunmenjian suddenly changed a lot. The two monks who succeeded in promotion were obviously assassinated by people. Yunmenjian knew this kind of thing would definitely happen, but ignored it, and even delayed the entry of the monks for one day. It was clear that they just ignored the lives of ordinary disciples and indulged in these things. Perhaps, they would intervene to ensure that the monks who had something to do with their sects were promoted. Such sects are simply not worthy of their wholehearted support. However, Xi Fangping entered the Yunmen River in order to find the trace of the axe. For such a thing, he can only turn a blind eye.
The so-called entrance ceremony is incredibly simple. Xi Fangping just showed his identity to the people guarding the gate, and was taken to a room near the gate, where dozens of promoted monks had gathered, one by one in high spirits. Xi Fangping noticed that Yunmenjian did not send high-ranking monks to meet him, nor did he send someone to guide the specific matters, but put them aside and ignored them. Also, even the doormen in Yunmenjian have more than eleven floors of air-entraining, so naturally they won’t take these monks who are specially called to do odd jobs to heart.
Xi Fangping was not as excited as other monks, but just stood quietly by the window, looking at everything outside and silently writing down the terrain near the gate. He believed that this information was always useful to himself. Xi Fangping noticed that a group of about twenty monks, led by several disciples, walked past the house talking and laughing. These monks, it seems, are only about 14 or 15 years old, and the cultivation is only two or three layers of air-entraining, but their treatment is much better than their own. It should be the so-called elite disciple that Yunmenjian took great pains to find from the secular world.
It was not until an hour or so after the appointed time that a monk arrived slowly with a few disciples during the condensation period. Under normal circumstances, the same below, since these disciples have been called in, we must give them some guidance. However, Yunmenjian really did it, and directly asked these disciples to work in various places. However, in order to quell the possible dissatisfaction of these new disciples, the monk in the condensate period also announced that every month, Yunmenjian will send a disciple in the condensate period to give a lecture. At that time, all disciples can decide whether to listen to it according to their own situation.
The arrangement of work is also very particular. Most of the younger and more promising monks on the ninth and tenth floors were sent to be followers of a certain elder. They not only had light work, but also had a certain position. Moreover, they could always hear the teachings of their elders, which was of great benefit to their cultivation.
Most of the other disciples were assigned to do chores in the center of the sect, such as cleaning the road rooms, planting exotic flowers and grasses, and helping the maker. Although these jobs are a little tiring, after all, being in the center of the sect, you can often listen to the lectures of your predecessors and exchange your practice experience with your fellow disciples, which is not bad. You know, as long as you stay in Yunmenjian, even if you do odd jobs every day, it’s much better than doing casual repairs outside. After all, the conditions for repairing the truth here, including the strong aura, including all kinds of classics, are not comparable to those of casual repairs.
As for Xi Fangping, it’s out of luck. He’s a seven-story monk, and he has been identified as impossible to advance to the gas condensation period by a monk in the gas condensation period. Therefore, he is the least valued and is directly arranged to work in the spirit beast field hundreds of miles away. Xi Fangping was quite dissatisfied with this arrangement. The purpose of his visit to Yunmenjian was originally aimed at his collection of classics. Now it is arranged to be hundreds of miles away, and it takes time and effort to go back and forth, so there are even fewer opportunities to check the classics. Maybe, my arms can’t twist my thighs. If I want to stay in Yunmenjian, I can only endure their torture. Anyway, Xi Fangping has plenty of time, and he can always find opportunities.
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Chapter 31 Library Pavilion
After getting the jade card that indicated his identity, Xi Fangping did not report to his post happily like other disciples, but wandered around the center of the sect for a long time. After some inquiries, he finally found the ultimate goal of his trip to Yunmenjian, hiding a hundred to ten thousand small! Say.
Hide a hundred ~ ten thousand small! It is said to be a conical building, which is made of a kind of white jade, and it is covered with all kinds of inexplicable runes. With the understanding of all kinds of classics in the field of fix true, Xi Fangping immediately saw that these runes constituted a huge defensive formation. What is certain is that a hundred to ten thousand treasures are small! It is said that it is a part of the defensive array of Yunmenjian, and it is probably still a key part. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have taken such great pains to create a hidden treasure with special materials. Say it.
Hide a hundred ~ ten thousand small! It is divided into four layers, which are colorful and full of aura. The first floor has the largest area and is used by monks in the air-entraining period; On the second floor, only the monks in the condensation period are eligible to go up. At the stairs, there are several monks with fifteen layers of air bleeding, which blocks all those who want to go up and watch. On the third floor, Xi Fangping didn’t even see the stairs. It should be used by twelve monks in the Jiedan period of Yunmenjian. You know, in the realm of repairing the truth in the kingdom of Wu, monks in the period of Jiedan can run wild on one side, and their status is quite high. The books on it must be very rich. As for the fourth floor, it is said that it is exclusively used by the Taishang elder of Yunmenjian, the only monk in Yunmenjian who was in infancy, Qingyun Master. Master Qingyun has been closed to the world for hundreds of years, but his disciples have basically not seen what he looks like. However, it is a hundred to ten thousand small! Said the position, still have to keep for him.
Xi Fangping flashed a jade card toward several disciples at the door, and this was allowed to enter. He now, the area of the first floor is quite large, enough to accommodate thousands of people in it. Say, however, there are not many books. Because the Godsworn’s knowledge in the bleeding period is limited, it is impossible to check the jade slips through the knowledge for a long time. Therefore, the books on the first floor are generally paper, which looks like they are stacked high and are only tens of thousands. This makes Xi Fangping quite disappointed. The so-called big school of fixing the truth is just that. There are only tens of thousands of books, which is far from Xi Fangping’s imagination and can’t compare with Hunyuanzong at all. However, Xi Fangping didn’t expect that Hunyuan Sect, although always small in number, is a famous sect with a long history and terrible potential, which is enough to compete with all sects. Naturally, there are quite a lot of books. At that time, there were as many as four monks in Hunyuan’s single-unit infancy, and there was also a monk in the middle of deification. If it was really necessary to fight, that sect would not dare to treat it lightly. Although Yunmenjian claims to be a famous sect, it can only show off its power and prestige in the State of Wu. The strongest one is just a monk in the early days of Yuanying. It is far from Hunyuanzong, and it can only be regarded as a local sect at best.
The books on the first floor are mainly based on various methods, accounting for more than 5 thousand books, which are also the monks’ favorite books. There are more than 4 thousand books, mainly introducing the application of various spells and some simple methods of practicing Dan. As for the device and the symbol, there is no introduction. The device and the operator are all things for monks in the condensation period and above, and they are of no use to monks in the air-entraining period. These books are all dreams for the scattered practitioners, but Xi Fangping has no interest in them at all. His eyes have been fixed on several big bookshelves in the corner.
These are some bookshelves covered with dust. It can be seen that almost no one patronizes these bookshelves at ordinary times, and even the disciples who are in charge of care are too lazy to clean them. There are five bookshelves in total. On each bookshelf, there are several big characters and stories about fixing the truth. On each bookshelf, there are about 200 books. These books, to put it bluntly, are all books describing some ancient legends in the field of repair. In addition to legends, they also talk a little about the geographical customs of the field of repair, as well as some exotic flowers, exotic birds and animals. Monks are busy improving their cultivation every day, expecting to advance to a higher level, so as to gain greater strength and a longer Shou Yuan. How many of them care about these illusory things in the field of cultivation?