In Wang Lin's strange gaze, Wuyan's right hand also turned into a golden color in the golden light. The light gathered, as if drops of metal liquid were about to fall.

The golden liquid really dripped down and fell on Wang Lin's left wrist. Then it spread out in Wuyan's serious and cautious gaze, pulled into golden lines, connecting each other to form a complex circular pattern with a diameter of about three centimeters.

The pattern flashed on Wang Lin's wrist a few times, or it disappeared, or it was embedded under Wang Lin's skin.

Wang Lin watched the whole process, feeling a little warmth and numbness as the golden liquid dripped and spread out, and there was no other feeling. He gently looked up at Wuyan, and there seemed to be a slight sweat oozing out of Wuyan's focused face.

Wang Lin didn't know what good it would do to him, but it would definitely cost Wuyan a lot. He bit his lip and slowly tried to pull his left hand back. But no matter whether he used his force secretly or struggled to the full force behind him, he couldn't pull back the left hand in Wuyan's hand.

"Don't move!" Wuyan's stern words came, and Wang Lin suddenly became quiet.

"Master, what are you doing? Enough, I don't need it." Wang Lin begged.

"No, you need. In addition to being favored by the Dao of Light, people with pure souls will also be attracted by the Dao of Dao. In the future, you need to travel alone to the world, with the three golden body amulets in me. As long as the other party's realm is not higher than me, they should be able to save your life!" shouted without any hesitation, and then planted two golden body amulets in Wang Lin's body, one on the elbow and the other on the shoulder.

In a place where Wang Lin and Wuyan did not notice, the jade in Wang Lin's chest suddenly flashed with a fluorescent light, and a blue light appeared, and then quickly disappeared. Then he quickly climbed from Wang Lin's chest, shot down his left arm behind his shoulders, and quickly merged into Wuyan's energy after meeting Wuyan's golden energy.

As the energy of Wuyan reversed, the invisible and ignorant energy returned to his body.

After planting three talismans, Ruoshi Wuyan was very tired. He let go of Wang Lin's hand, gently lifted his sleeves and wiped away the fine sweat beads from his forehead.

"Master, will it hurt you if you do this?" Wang Lin asked immediately with concern. If Wuyan suffered any damage for the sake of himself, Wang Lin would not forgive him.

"What harm can it do? It's just to turn my spiritual power into talismans and plant it on you. You can recover in a few days. Now you have few things. Go to the Sutra Pavilion and read it carefully with that little guy Wang Ling. After reading the first floor, go to the second floor. You won't be allowed to come out until you finish reading it." Wuyan said naturally.

But in Wang Lin's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue. He couldn't help but ask foolishly: "Master, are there any time limits?"

There are 20,000 to 30,000 books on the first and second floor of the Sutra Library. This is what Yinghe told him. How long does it take to read all these books...

"It's not that you are asking you to read books one by one with your hands. This is a quick reading of calligraphy. Go." Wuyan smiled and shook her head, then pointed her finger deep in her face, and entered it with a little bit of clear light. Wang Lin's eyes became blurred, and he stood up in a daze and wanted to walk to the Sutra Pavilion.

In the Buddhist temple, Wuyan sighed heavily and continued to close her eyes and meditate.

Sutra Pavilion

As soon as Wang Lin stepped into the door, Wang Ling felt it. He flew over happily, and then he put on an angry face when approaching Wang Lin, wanting to calculate with Wang Lin that day that he would not let him enter the sealed tent.

But what greeted him was Wang Lin's eyes without eyes. Although Wang Lin opened his eyes, his pupils were scattered, as if he was asleep while standing.

Wang Ling originally wanted to wake him up, but when he saw Wang Lin walking to the edge of the outermost bookshelf, he closed his mouth after he saw him walking to the edge of the outermost bookshelf and picking up the book to read it.

"He must be practicing some magic!" Wang Ling said confidently. He didn't know why, but he just knew that Wang Lin's current state was beneficial.

He was curiously watching Wang Lin read a book next to Wang Lin's head, but as he looked at him, he was shocked, and his little mouth almost turned round on his body.

He looked at Wang Lin in disbelief and put it down, then picked up another one, and then put it down. After continuing this for dozens of times, he stopped picking it up, and swept it directly from the bookshelf and it was finished.

"It's not a human, Wang Lin is not a human, is this reading? It's faster than me. No, I must teach me when he wakes up." Wang Ling looked at him in shock and thought in surprise.

After a while, Wang Lin "read" all the books on the first floor. In Wang Ling's unbelievable eyes, Wang Lin pushed open the door on the second floor and walked in.

Most books on the first floor are about basic knowledge about this world, such as Buddhist sutras and rituals, elixirs that circulate the world, formations and some basic martial arts techniques. The second floor is the collection of magic.

Although there are many magic techniques in this world, due to the strict defense of various sects and sects, most of the magic techniques have been treasured, and people who are not core cannot watch them at all.

Even so, after Wang Lin arrived on the second floor, there were more than a thousand classics waiting for him.

The second floor classics are classified according to gold, wood, water, fire and earth, body refining, thunder, soul, etc.

"Hmm? Junior Brother Wang, you are here!" Ying He, who was reading on the second floor, said excitedly when he saw Wang Lin coming up.

But after a while, he was like Wang Ling downstairs. He widened his eyes and looked at Wang Lin walking by the rows of bookshelfs with disbelief, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Junior Brother Wang, are you coming up to learn spells or watch the name of the spell?" Ying He said blankly. He also saw that Wang Lin was not conscious now, but Wang Lin's actions still made him curious.

"Junior Brother Wang, you can't go to the third floor if you are not in the realm of the Heavenly Monk!" Seeing Wang Lin walking towards the third floor after reading all the magic names, Ying He said anxiously.

But in Ying He's shocked expression, the gate of the third floor did not bounce Wang Lin away. After Wang Lin's hand touched, the golden light flashed and let him in.

Ying He couldn't figure it out, so hesitated for a while, put the "Hundred Methods of Thunder" in his hand on the bookshelf and left the Sutra Pavilion. He had to report the situation here to the host and his master.

The third floor of the Sutra Pavilion

There are only a few dozen classics here, such as "Nine Dragons Breaking the Sky", "One Thought Clan", "Thunder Dragon Movie", "Vajra Demon Subduing", "Nine Shakes Breaking the Sky" and so on.

There have been "Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna", "The Hands of the Thousand Buddhas", "Nine Changes of Immortals", "Fantasy Dreams", etc.

There is also a half-yellow book that looks like a half-book that has been soaked in water for thousands of years. There are two crooked silver characters on it. If anyone knows them, they will know that those two words are called "Qi Ling"!

As always, Wang Lin looked at all these and stopped reading them. He sat cross-legged in the center of the third floor of the Zangjin Pavilion, like an old pine tree with endless years, without showing his breathing and his ancient body remained motionless.
Chapter completed!