Chapter 551 Space Dao Artifact, there is another world!
Chapter 551 Space Dao Artifact, there is another world! [Please subscribe]
Author: Fei Le
Chapter 551 Space Dao Artifact, there is another world! [Please subscribe]
The founding ceremony is here
Wei Han's mere appearance would have stabilized the turbulent situation.
After the Changsheng Sect climbed onto the big backing of Zixiao Holy Land, millions of disciples were all excited and proud. Even the threat from the Fire Cloud Sect completely disappeared, and there was no longer any sense of crisis.
At this point, the Changsheng Sect can finally develop safely in the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars, and Wei Han has become the golden thigh of the entire sect, enough to protect the entire sect from being bullied by outsiders.
After the ceremony, he left in a hurry and took Xiaoqing and Xiaozi away from the sect. He also asked Lu Qingqing to take care of Chen Qingdai, but did not interfere with anything else.
The matter of Changsheng Sect will finally come to an end!
If Wei Han comes to the east, he will have a broader world and face more crises, so he is not prepared to show too close to the original sect, so as not to implicate Master Yu Qingyan and others in the future.
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noon
Wei Han returned to the Zixiao Holy Land and headed straight to the Sutra Pavilion as usual.
The Scripture Pavilion in the Holy Land has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years and is more than a hundred times larger than the Changsheng Sect. Wei Han was almost shocked when he came here for the first time. It was actually a space Taoist artifact!
From the outside, the Sutra Pavilion looks like an inconspicuous nine-story wooden pagoda.
But there is something else going on inside and out. The outside is definitely larger than an island. It can accommodate millions of people reading and selecting here at the same time. It is filled with various kinds of letters. It can be said to be a real sea of books.
Wei Han Ruming has no shortage of elixirs or magic stones, but he has an unparalleled joy in the huge collection of books. He has been visiting this place every month since he became a disciple. It can be said that he is a must-visit place.
The old slave Xu Qing still followed him silently.
His body follows him like a shadow, as elusive as a resentful ghost walking in the void.
Wei Han wore the lavender robe of a direct disciple, and all the Holy Land disciples who came and went saluted. Occasionally, some people looked around curiously, obviously curious as to when there was such a direct disciple outside the door.
Since his apprenticeship, Wei Han has deliberately kept a low profile and has not held an apprenticeship ceremony.
Therefore, it is estimated that among the tens of millions of disciples in the Holy Land, only a few of them know him.
"Mr. Xu!" Wei Han stood still in front of the bookshelf of the Sutra Pavilion. He ignored the surprised looks from the disciples around him and said casually: "This place is extremely safe and does not need to be protected. I can do whatever I want!"
"Young master, there is no need to pay attention to the old slave."
Xu Qing's cloudy eyes flashed with a gentle smile, and he still stood not far away, waiting silently, as if he was firmly nailed to the ground like a pine and cypress, without moving at all.
"Um!"
Wei Han nodded without saying anything more and continued reading in silence.
The Sutra Pavilion in Zixiao Holy Land has too much information that he needs. From there, he can find countless knowledge, information, various histories of the world of immortality, and even techniques for each realm.
He was not in a hurry to look through the inheritance of high-level magical powers and swordsmanship.
Instead of patiently looking through many low-level classics.
Those good things that were difficult to find in the past continued to broaden his horizons, and also allowed Wei Han to recall and reflect on his own cultivation process, and he seemed to have some deeper understanding.
"It turns out that the fire-attribute skills are so magical. In the past, his control was always a little rough."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that formation method is a bit interesting, but it only focuses on the method of quickly setting up the formation?"
"Wonderful, that kind of alchemy kick technique is something he has never heard of or seen before!"
Wei Han fell silent in the mountain of books as if he had found a treasure.
The knowledge of each new tome made him ecstatic.
Is there a vast world that he has never seen before? The book records the accumulation of Zixiao Holy Land over tens of thousands of years, and countless talented and brilliant people have passed down the inheritance here.
And he just needs to enjoy his achievements and learn the lifelong efforts of a monk. Is there anything better than being a mule in this world?
It seems that his strength has not increased at all, but the increase in his foundation is not very exaggerated. Unknowingly, Wei Han's eyes became more calm and wise, as if he could see through all the truth in the world.
The confinement period just goes by day by day!
Gradually, Wei Han's reputation spread.
When the outer disciples of Zixiao Holy Land stepped into the Sutra Pavilion, they could see a young man wearing the robe of a direct disciple, reading a book seriously outside the basic area, followed closely by an old Taoist slave in the Nascent Soul stage.
That copper surface looks so weird no matter how you look at it!
Therefore, Wei Han's reputation for being weird quickly spread, and many Holy Land disciples also knew that Qingming Peak had a direct disciple who behaved strangely, and there were many overt and covert mockings, praises, and criticisms.
Wei Han didn't pay any attention to this mistake.
He wished he could read in the Sutra Pavilion until the end of the world. He could read all kinds of books at his will. Is the happiness in them really not as good as that of outsiders?
Two full months later!
Wei Han finally began to dabble in kendo classics.
It is said that Zixiao Holy Land started with sword cultivation. Although Dharma cultivation is also very powerful, sword cultivation scriptures still occupy a large proportion.
There are a lot of complete sword cultivation classics that are hard to find in the outside world.
Over the past tens of thousands of years, countless disciples of Zixiao Holy Land have collected, created, and treasured classics that are innumerable. They range from ordinary categories such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, to time and space, time, space, ice, killing, etc.
Every conceivable category is covered.
Wei Han once again looked like a child who found a new toy, rummaging around in front of the bookshelf with bright eyes.
Those books that are inherited are no longer ordinary. They require in-depth study to thoroughly study, so Wei Han had to use the system's idle function.
"Now he has 30 idle slots. With the maximum 100,000 times krypton gold payment mode, he can complete a batch of ordinary kendo classics in about ten days!"
"At the beginning, 32 steps of Sword Intention Fusion were required to advance from the fifth level to the fourth level, 64 steps were required to advance from the fourth level to the third level, 128 steps to the second level, and 256 steps to the first level?"
Wei Han thought carefully for a while and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
In this way, wouldn't he have to practice hundreds of swordsmanship classics before he can advance his sword intention to the first level? Although I don't know how other swordsmen mastered it, his path must be extremely exaggerated.
And is Yipinzhi very classy?
If Wei Han wanted to acquire the legendary Chaos Sword Intent, he would have to read through thousands or tens of thousands of books?
"There is a long way to go. Fortunately, there are many books outside the Holy Land for him to take and seize. Otherwise, where would he find so many swordsmanship inheritance and practice?"
"Set a small goal first. Let's defeat him for ten or eight years and gather three to five thousand swordsmanship!"
Wei Han smiled sarcastically, with a hint of expectation on his lips.
Since he is not an immortal being, how can he care how much time is wasted? He must be willing to practice swordsmanship to a state that is unprecedented and unprecedented.
He took a deep breath, continued to immerse himself in front of the bookshelf of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and began to study month and night.