The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Yunying is good at seeing the whole leopard from a glimpse, but right now she can only see part of the spot, so she dare not make too sure guesses, and just walks towards the main building of the library.

This library covers an extremely vast area, which is what it looks like from the outside, but it is even more clear when you enter it.Rows of bookshelves are not filled with jade slips, but neatly rolled up bamboo weaves.

These bamboo weaves recorded many anecdotes, many miraculous exercises, and many illustrated prescriptions, but they were shrouded in a mysterious seal. The disciples who entered the library could only burn the contents into jade slips and bring them out. , but it is impossible to take out the original bamboo weaving mold as it is.

The task of many ordinary disciples is to come to the library to burn the jade slips needed by the sect. Although Yunying's task does not include this item, if necessary, she also has the freedom to burn it.

At this moment, there were already two or three disciples burning jade slips beside the bookshelf, Yun Ying deliberately bypassed them, shuttled among the maze-like bookshelves, getting closer to the place guided by the spiritual consciousness.

In the end, she stopped by a bookshelf and took out a bamboo slip to read.

What was written in it was the cultivation methods of many high-level spiritual grasses and spiritual trees. Yun Ying took out a jade slip and burned it, Feng Jing and Su Ming Lang waited behind her, bored, each picked up a bamboo slip to read.

Just opposite Yunying, on the other side of the bookshelf, Xian Yuyi's eyes widened and he held his breath, fearing that if he moved a little too loudly, the invisibility method would fail and Yunying would be caught.

How did she come here?Did they use some special method to track him down, or was it really just to burn the bamboo slips?

Xian Yuyi thought anxiously, the scar on his forehead ached again.

Whether it was the sharp knife that almost destroyed his spiritual consciousness, or the formation that was so weird that he couldn't escape, or every sentence that made him hate, all made him fear Yunying, which has become a lingering fear. A demon lingering in the sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as he saw Yunying, he felt his legs tremble and his mind went blank. No matter how he told himself that he was just a blood refining cultivator, as long as he recovered his cultivation level, there was nothing to be afraid of, and it still couldn't stop the infiltration from the bottom of his heart. Out of trembling and fear.

Yun Ying could clearly feel his trembling at the moment, she lowered her head to burn the jade slip on the surface, but she had already started to think in her heart, what should she do next.

Want to prod him again?

But his goal seems to be the library. What if he is threatened again here, so frightened that he dare not move again?
Thinking of this, Yun Ying shook her head regretfully, burned the jade slips, and left with Feng Jing and Su Ming Lang. When she left, she looked back pretendingly in doubt, causing Xian Yu Yi's mood to fluctuate instantly, almost Really exposed the figure.

Yunying sneered in her heart, the so-called young master was nothing more than that.

She turned her head, walked through the long bookshelves, climbed the high stairs, and reached the second floor.

The second floor still mostly records anecdotes and the history of the two worlds of spirits and demons, and only the third floor has a variety of truly amazing and magical exercises.

But not everyone can see the bookshelves on the third floor.

This involves Feng Jing's mission.

There is a very special aura in the library. It is not spiritual power, not demon power, not magical power, not ghost power.