Ten days had passed since he came to Tianyuan Academy. In a cave at the foot of Lingfeng Mountain, a young man in green clothes was sitting cross-legged. Spiritual energy was flowing around him, and the surrounding light was undulating.
"Peng!"
His body burst out with majestic energy, which washed over the surrounding stone walls. As a result, there were a few shallow scratches on the wall. Immediately, the wall emitted blue light waves. In an instant, the stone walls were intact as before.
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"It's amazing!" The young man opened his eyes and sighed.
As far as he knew, every cave in Lingfeng was equipped with a protective array to prevent the monks from overflowing with spiritual energy and causing the cave to collapse when they broke through. Moreover, in addition to the protective array, every cave was equipped with a gathering array.
The spiritual formation sucks the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the cave. One day inside the cave is worth ten days outside the cave.
"It really is a holy land for cultivation!" Lin Zixuan exhaled a breath of turbid air. The spiritual energy in his body stabilized, and the faint pressure gradually subsided. In the past ten days, he had successfully broken through to the middle stage of the eighth level of blood energy.
Lin Zixuan stood up straight, stretched out his tired hands, and pointed the token in his hand at the crystal slot on the inner wall of the cave. There was a faint dark light wandering through the stone door, and then opened on both sides, and dazzling white light shot into the cave. Looking at the seemingly
The sun of fire, Lin Zixuan smiled, took one step forward.
"Xuefeng Book Tower, I, Lin Zixuan, am here!"
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Tianfeng is the residence of the teaching elders of the college. Thousands of pavilions stand tall and there are endless jagged rocks. The smoke lingers around it, like a group of dragons swallowing clouds and spitting mist. The sun passes by and the spirit clouds spread out, making it a spectacular sight.
Among the many pavilions, one is particularly eye-catching. Its black-gold glazed tiles reflect light, two huge red pillars support the eaves, and a black golden nanmu plaque hangs on the top of the vermillion-lacquered door, inscribed with three large golden characters: "Agreement"
Hall".
In the hall, a plain old man sat on a dark chair in the middle. The pressure emanating from his body made everyone on both sides extremely depressed. In front of him, Zeng Yu, a man in white, bowed and clasped his fists, with an extremely serious look on his face.
, and the old man in rich clothes on his left looked at him indifferently, and his kind face made Zeng Yu extremely disgusted. He was always targeting himself, Chen Nantian, and Elder Chen.
"Dean, I take full responsibility for Zhang Ji's matter." Zeng Yu said respectfully.
There was silence in the hall, everyone's eyes were looking at the old man sitting in the seat, and no one dared to speak.
The old man raised his brows lightly and looked at Zeng Yu with cloudy eyes. Suddenly, Zeng Yu felt as if his spiritual energy was imprisoned, and his body seemed to be carrying a huge boulder of ten thousand kilograms, and he could not help but bend lower.
"In addition to self-inflicted blame for Zhang Ji's incident, your poor supervision is also an important reason. Fortunately, the students were not injured. As a punishment, I will suspend you as a deacon and elder for three months, and you will have to face the wall in a dark prison to reflect on your mistakes. After Zhang Ji recovers from his injuries,
, everything will be restored as before." A majestic sound like a bell resounded through the hall.
Everyone's hearts were in turmoil. The punishment was really too severe, especially the black prison. Everyone was afraid just thinking about it.
"Follow the dean's order." Zeng Yu's heart was filled with confusion, and he even had bouts of panic.
"Dark prison, I wonder if I, Zeng Yu, can survive safely!!"
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Xuefeng Book Tower, where Tianyuan College stores its scriptures, is always crowded with people, and practitioners come and go in an endless stream. It took a lot of effort for Lin Zixuan to squeeze in through the door.
In front of the pagoda, a rickety old man in commoner clothes leisurely swept away the fallen leaves on the ground. A bamboo hat just covered his face. People around him looked at him with great respect. Almost everyone who passed by him bowed slightly.
Lin Zixuan came to greet him, which surprised Lin Zixuan.
Lin Zixuan took a step forward, bowed to the old man like everyone else and asked: "Senior, how can I get inside the book tower?"
"Bring me the merit card." A calm voice sounded in Lin Zixuan's mind.
Lin Zixuan looked at the old man and found that he had not opened his mouth to speak, so he leaned forward and swept the floor silently.
Lin Zixuan did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out the merit card, holding it in both hands for the old man.
The old man put down the broom with one hand and took the card from Lin Zixuan's hand. It was dry and wrinkled, which shocked Lin Zixuan. What kind of hand was this? The vicissitudes of life are not enough to describe it.
The old man stretched out his withered yellow index finger and lightly scratched the card, then put the card back into Lin Zixuan's hand. The same voice echoed in Lin Zixuan's mind again.
"On the first floor of the Book Tower, you can choose any of the low-level spiritual transformation techniques or below."
Weak soul fluctuations impacted Lin Zixuan's sea of consciousness. Lin Zixuan let out a muffled roar and gathered all his soul power to meet the remaining soul fluctuations.
"Boom!"
Lin Zixuan's mind was buzzing. This was the first time he had used soul power in his body. The soul energy exploded and raged in his body, causing him extreme pain.
He supported his head with both hands and walked towards the book tower. A soft light swept towards the back of Lin Zixuan's head inadvertently. Lin Zixuan instantly felt that the previous pain was gone.
"What a nonsense. How can the soul impact be near the sea of consciousness? However, it seems that this boy's soul power is not weak."
The old man looked at Lin Zixuan's back and continued to sweep the floor silently.
In the first floor of the book tower, there are densely packed people one after another. The diamond-wood bookshelves are filled with light groups one after another. The surrounding stone walls are also embedded with light groups, but few people come close to select them.
Lin Zixuan was puzzled and looked at a monk who had taken the light group and was about to go to the exit. He walked over, patted the man's shoulder and said, "Senior brother, why is there no one taking the light group from the stone wall?"
The man turned back to look at Lin Zixuan and replied: "You are a new student, right? The elders should tell you to only take the spirit-transforming low-price and lower-priced techniques. The stone wall is full of spirit-transforming-level techniques, and most of them are spirit-transforming techniques." There are middle-level techniques, but there are very few low-level spirit transformation techniques. Instead of wasting time searching on the stone wall, it would be better to get them directly from the bookshelf."
Lin Zixuan thanked him, and the man turned around and left with a smile.
"There are so many people on the bookshelf, I might as well try my luck on the stone wall."
Lin Zixuan walked towards the stone wall closest to him, reached for a green light group in front of him, and a soul message came into his mind, Mountain Splitting Knife Technique, Blood Qi Gathering Knife Technique, Seven Swords Breaking Mountains, Spirit Transformation Intermediate Technique!!
"No!" Lin Zixuan put it back and reached for a light ball next to it.
Condensing Fire Jue, seven pressures of spiritual energy turn into sparks, fourteen pressures turn into flames, seven, seven and forty-nine pressures turn into a sea of fire, endless flames burn everything, it is a must-have for fire cultivators, it is a mid-level spiritual transformation technique. !
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After taking dozens of light groups, a blue light group located at the top of the stone wall attracted his attention.
A slight suction force came from Lin Zixuan's hand, and the light ball was sucked into his palm.
"Light and shadow transformation, light-based monk body skills, low-level spiritual transformation, practice aids light wave grass, blood core and heart blood of the blood spirit first-level light-based magic beast, comprehend the light source of heaven and earth, turn into the shadow of the body, use shadow to walk, the journey of shadow Arrive, that’s your trip.”
"Let the shadow walk instead of walking by yourself. Wherever the shadow goes, you will go. It's a terrifying technique. It's similar to teleportation, especially during battle. Release the shadow before the battle, and then constantly switch between yourself and the shadow. The position, this..." Lin Zixuan was shocked in his heart.