Chapter 1484 There are no rubbish exercises, only rubbish monks!
Ye Fan was walking in the Sea of Clouds Immortal Palace, with cranes flying through the air. All kinds of spiritual beasts could be seen everywhere, most of which were raised by the masters in the sect.
The area of this floating island is equivalent to more than a dozen giant cities. The island is surrounded by mountains and towering buildings. This magical power that can move mountains and seas is really the magical power of the immortal family, which is amazing.
After a while, Ye Fan arrived at the Sutra Pavilion.
The Sutra Pavilion occupies a huge area, giving people a majestic and majestic feeling. The exterior facade is made of unknown materials. It has endured for thousands of years and reveals a sense of history.
This Sutra Pavilion is the most desirable place for all the monks in the entire Tianshu Star, and even the entire Beidou Galaxy.
All the methods of Beidou emerge from the sea of clouds. This is no joke!
It is said that millions of ancient books have been collected in this scripture collection pavilion, many of which are unique, unique, and extremely valuable. There are even many heaven-level magical books.
In terms of foundation, even the Great Xia Dynasty is far from comparable to the Yunhai Immortal Sect.
The Sutra Pavilion has nine floors.
On the first three floors, the disciples of the outer courtyard can enter and exit at will, collecting countless magical powers and techniques of the Earth, Xuan, and Huang levels, covering everything.
The middle three floors can only be entered by disciples of the inner courtyard. There are many heavenly skills inside. If you practice successfully, you can have the power to move stars and change battles, ride on fog and clouds, and return wind and fire.
On the seventh and eighth floors, elders and Taoists in the tribulation period can enter. There are only more than a hundred classics collected inside, but taking out one at random and placing it in the outside world is enough to cause a bloody storm.
As for the final ninth floor, only the sect leader can enter it. What earth-shattering magical powers are hidden inside is completely unknown to outsiders.
Ye Fan walked to the Sutra Pavilion and found an old man sitting at the door. He had unkempt hair and a messy white beard. He was wearing a shabby gray shirt that was covered with dust, as if it had not been cleaned for hundreds of years.
His eyes were closed tightly, and there was no breath in his body, no life, as if he were a corpse.
However, how can the old man who can appear here be an ordinary person?
"Senior, Ye Fan, a disciple in the outer courtyard, would like to enter the Sutra Pavilion for a look!" Ye Fan said respectfully.
However, after a long time, the old man still sat on the ground without any response.
At this time, a disciple happened to come out of the Sutra Pavilion, looked at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Hey...are you new here? Elder Mo is the disciple of the sect leader. He practices dry Zen, closes his eyes and covers his ears.
With a dry heart, he doesn’t care about the common people, and he doesn’t care about ghosts and gods! This old man has been sitting here for more than three hundred years and has never moved!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan was shocked. He never expected that this old man had such an amazing background. He was actually the younger brother of True Immortal Qingming, so he was probably also a strong man in the Tribulation Stage.
But this method of practicing Kuzen is too "abnormal". Being motionless for hundreds of years is simply more difficult than being tortured. What's the use of being invincible?
Anyway, Ye Fan won’t practice this kind of technique!
The next moment, Ye Fan bowed to Elder Mo and walked into the Scripture Collection Pavilion.
Entering the first floor, Ye Fan was shocked by the vast and vast library.
It’s so vast and vast that you can’t even see the end at a glance!
This first level alone contains hundreds of thousands of ancient books.
Ye Fan casually walked past a bookshelf and scanned the secret books on it.
"Happy Wind Controlling Step", "Saga Yi Qi Jue", "Blood Dark Palm", "Li Ming Tao Tian Technique", "Nine Ultimate Divine Sword"...
Most of them are secret books on the techniques of the Earth Level and Xuan Level. They are dazzling and dizzying. There are many names of the techniques. Ye Fan has seen them in the "Yunhai Dao Canon" in his Niwan Palace.
In addition to the techniques of Yunhai Xianmen's own sect, there are also many techniques inherited from other sects.
On the bookshelf, there are still some empty spaces, but the names of the exercises are marked, which means that there was originally a exercise here, but for some reason, the secret book was lost.
Suddenly, when Ye Fan walked next to an ancient book, something changed suddenly.
He only felt that the golden page in his Niwan Palace burst out with bright and hot light, as bright as a star. A mysterious and strong force inspired him to pick up the ancient book.
When I opened it, I saw that it was a low-grade yellow-level exercise.
The disciples who can join the Yunhai Immortal Sect are all the geniuses on the Tianshu Star. They have prominent status and powerful family power. They are all giants of the party. Every simple one.
With their status as geniuses, they would naturally sneer at the lowest level Huang-level skills and disdain them.
Therefore, this low-level Huang-level exercise has never been borrowed by anyone.
But now, Ye Fan can clearly feel that there is a strong connection between that page of gold paper and this low-grade Huang-level technique.
…
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan felt strong calls again, coming from all directions.
His sight dimmed,
The huge Sutra Pavilion seemed to turn into a vast galaxy, with hundreds of small light spots suddenly appearing in all directions, which resonated wonderfully with the golden page in the Niwan Palace.
Every small point of light represents an ancient book.
strangeness!
What exactly is going on?
With great curiosity, Ye Fan spent more than half an hour to finally find all the ancient books.
There are a total of three hundred and sixty ancient books, all of them low-grade yellow-level exercises, which are inconspicuous in the Sutra Pavilion.
But Ye Fan had a strong hunch that since these ancient books could resonate with the "Yunhai Dao Canon", there must be some big secret hidden in them.
The next moment, Ye Fan held the three hundred and sixty ancient books and walked outside.
When he was about to walk out, several disciples stopped him and said, "Junior brother, according to the rules, our disciples in the outer courtyard can only borrow ten secret books at a time. You cannot take these many secret books out!"
"Oh? Is there such a rule?" Ye Fan frowned.
At this time, those people glanced at the secret book in Ye Fan's arms and exclaimed: "Junior brother, how come you are borrowing the most rubbish low-level yellow-level secret books?"
"What's the point of practicing this kind of technique? It's just a waste of time!"
"That's right! There are many earth-level magical powers in the third floor of Your Excellency Zangjing. Any one of them can be better than these rubbish!"
Faced with these doubts, Ye Fan didn't pay attention. He pondered for a moment and asked: "If I don't take these skills out and practice them here, is it okay?"
"This...that's no problem! However, are you sure you really want to practice the lower-level Huang-level skills?" A disciple from the outer courtyard looked at Ye Fan with a look of disbelief on his face.
In his opinion, Ye Fan's behavior was like eating dog shit even though there were countless delicious delicacies around him. It was really weird.
"Haha... I have my own reasons!"
Ye Fan said with a smile, and then he held 360 secret books in his arms, found a remote corner to sit down, and started reading them one by one.
His actions also attracted the attention of many people around him, and soon someone recognized his identity.
"Eh? Isn't this the new genius Ye Fan?"
"Today he is a monk from a lower plane, but his strength is terrifying. First he made the Wuji Bell ring eighty-one times, and then he crossed the realm and defeated the Nie family's eldest son on the stage of life and death!"
"Some people speculate that in terms of combat effectiveness, he is enough to rank among the top ten among the millions of disciples in the outer courtyard!"
"I also heard...Senior Sister Ruan had a very close relationship with him, and she ran out of his house crying!"
"Come on, let's go see what technique he chose!"
Soon, someone came close to Ye Fan and looked down at the hundreds of ancient books around him.
"Huh? Why are they all low-grade Huang-level skills?"
"Haha! After all, you are from a lower plane, and you have never seen much of the world! As the saying goes, you can't bite off more than you can chew. What's the point of practicing so many rubbish techniques?"
"Not to mention hundreds of books, even if you practice tens of thousands of yellow-level magical powers, they are still not as powerful as one heaven-level magical power!"
"Tch! What kind of talent is rare to see in a lifetime? After working for a long time, he is just a wasted person!"
Facing the cynicism of everyone, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, scanned the audience with his eyes like electricity, and said calmly:
"Different paths lead to the same goal, and nothing can change without departing from the same sect! There are no rubbish exercises in this world, only rubbish monks! Maybe from these yellow-level exercises, I can also understand the ancient and invincible magic skills!"
