Shamanism kills the god

laugh……

As soon as the fingertip touched it, Mu Feng felt a stinging pain like a needle prick, and it was scorching hot, as if the flesh was grilled in a raging fire, and it was about to emit smoke. . Just persist for a moment, you have to give up.

"Could it be that every practice method in the Library Pavilion is blessed with restrictions?"

Mu Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong in his heart, and strode forward.

The wind chopping knife cannot be opened.

The cloud piercing arrow cannot be opened.

Ben Lei Jue, still can't open it.

……

Along the way, Mu Feng almost visited the entire Zangshu Pavilion, but none of the cultivation methods could be opened.Don't talk about advanced cultivation techniques, even the basic techniques that are similar to Mujiaquan can't be opened.

Restriction is definitely a powerful restriction!

Mu Feng's face was cold, and he knew that these cultivation methods must have been tampered with.No matter how poor the bloodline is, it's impossible not to have a suitable cultivation method. Obviously, someone has premeditated.Looking at Nuoda's Mu Mansion, who else would have such a motive and ability except Mu Qingyuan, that villain?

"Mu...Qing...Yuan..."

Mu Feng stopped in his tracks, Huo Ran raised his head and let out a roar, the ancestral witch's blood in his body set off waves of scorching blood, with a murderous aura.

When he was bumping into walls everywhere in the library, in a secret underground chamber, Mu Qingyuan was laughing loudly.The crystal ball in front of him clearly showed Mu Feng's every move in Zangshu Pavilion.

"Hahaha, boy, if you want to fight with me, you are still far away!"

Mu Qingyuan's face was ferocious, and he continued viciously: "Without advanced cultivation techniques, I'll see how you practice next and how you can make further breakthroughs. Hahaha, stay in the early stage of the mortal realm for the rest of your life!"

Seeing the scene where Mu Feng was hurt by the prohibition on the crystal box, Mu Qingyuan laughed heartily and recklessly.

The significance of Zangshu Pavilion to the disciples of the Mu Mansion is self-evident. Basically, everyone has only one chance to enter in a lifetime.If you miss it, there will be no more.Without suitable advanced cultivation methods, no matter how talented you are, no matter how hard you practice, you will never have a chance to make further progress.In the Mu Mansion with a large number of people, it means being ruthlessly eliminated.

Roar……

Just when Mu Qingyuan was laughing out loud, suddenly, there was a shock in his body for no reason, and an angry roar was vaguely heard in his ears.Mu Feng, who appeared on the crystal ball, opened his eyes wide at some point, and stared at him, as if he had discovered this secret room and his own existence.

"Huh, did he find out about this?"

Mu Qingyuan's laughter stopped abruptly, her eyes widened suspiciously, before she had time to think about it, she saw Mu Feng suddenly jumped up high, and a big fist appeared in front of her eyes. After a bang, the psychedelic crystal ball suddenly went dark, and Mu Feng was no longer to be seen.

"This..., Elder Book Collector, what's going on?" Mu Qingyuan was startled, and suddenly turned to look at an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Obviously, the detection circle has been destroyed."

The elder book collector sitting cross-legged on the ground showed no expression on his face, and then continued calmly: "Okay, Second Young Master, it's almost time, and it's time for you to go out too. Remember, I won't be an example, and I don't owe your family any more kindness. You didn't We have been to this secret room, and we have never met before!"

As soon as the words were finished, the elder book collector flicked his long sleeves lightly, and Mu Qingyuan noticed that his eyes were dark.The next moment, he had already appeared outside the gate of Zangshu Pavilion, and he could no longer take a step forward.

"I discovered the detection array in the early stage of the mortal realm. It's amazing. Mu Yuan's son is really exciting!"

After sending away Mu Qingyuan, the god of plague, the elder book collector suddenly pinched a mysterious magic seal, and the secret room deep underground erupted with monstrous fluctuations of spiritual power.The next moment, the entire Book Collection Pavilion glowed with blue light, and the restrictions placed on the crystal box disappeared at the same time.Outside the door of Zangshu Pavilion, there was only the last bit of burning incense stick, and it was about to go out.

The deadline for the half stick incense time is coming!

After destroying the detection circle in Zangshu Pavilion with one punch, Mu Feng quickly noticed the change in Zangshu Pavilion.It's a pity that the footsteps of the black-clothed deacon have already been heard outside the door, and it is too late to re-select the advanced cultivation method corresponding to his blood.Take a step forward and come to the nearest bookshelf. After opening the old mottled crystal box, an ancient thread-bound book appears in front of you.On the cover, there are four big characters of "past life and present life", signed by Xu Guangling.

Lord Guangling?

Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

This is a remote corner. The crystal box on the bookshelf is covered with a thick layer of dust. It is obviously inaccessible. The seals are all low-level cultivation techniques and even some messy clan notes. None of the disciples who entered the library will come here .Originally, Mu Feng didn't expect to get any good things, but after seeing the word 'Xu Guangling', he couldn't help being overjoyed.

Many years ago, he was lucky enough to get an ancient book "Guangling Sanji". At the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to it, and only read it after dinner to pass the time.But watching and watching, I was slowly impressed by the profound knowledge of the author, Mr. Guangling, and was shocked by his deeds of traveling to every inch of land in the vast world.

The astronomy, history, geography and philosophy of life recorded in the book may be dismissed by ordinary people, but to him as a scholar, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece of extraordinary significance.

"Past life and present life, okay, this is it!"

Without hesitation, Mu Feng resolutely picked up the thread-bound ancient book.As soon as he put it in his arms, the expressionless black-clothed deacon pushed the door open and said coldly: "Master Mufeng, the time is up, please!"

"it is good!"

Mu Feng patted the dust on the robe, and strode away with the deacon in black.

After walking out of the main hall, I realized that the door of Zangshu Pavilion was almost full of people, and everyone rushed over to watch their excitement.Mu Qingyuan, who was pale and whose body had been hollowed out by alcohol at a young age, stood in the front, surrounded by a large group of guards.Everyone was smiling, obviously waiting to see their own jokes.

"Rubbish!"

Mu Feng smiled coldly, and strode forward after sweeping Mu Qingyuan's hippie smile, without even looking at him, directly treating him as air.

Tolerate!

Temporarily swallowing the bad breath of Zangshu Pavilion's bumping into a wall is not to retreat, but to make the next punch more powerful.If you don't move, you will die, and if you move, you will be fatal!

Wait until the day when he is named on the gold list, or breaks through to the elite level, and has enough strength, and then settle accounts with him and tear him to pieces in public!

"Master Mufeng, please show the cultivation method you have obtained so that we can register for the record!"

When he reached the door, Mu Feng was stopped by two black-clothed deacons.According to the rules of the Mu Mansion, every disciple who enters the Zangshu Pavilion must show the cultivation techniques he has obtained and register for the record after he comes out.

"it is good!"

Mu Feng nodded, and took out the thread-bound ancient books from his bosom.

"Past and present, hey, this..., this is a sheet music!"

The deacon in black took the thread-bound ancient book from Mu Feng's hand, opened it, and couldn't help but screamed.

what?

The crowd watching were almost all petrified in an instant, and Mu Feng himself was no exception.

I thought this was another masterpiece like "Guangling Sanji", but who would have thought that it was a musical score?