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Chapter 575: Got a mountain of books and a sea of ​​books

Master Baimei and other golden elixir monks stared at the octagonal tower in front of them.

Some people can't help but take a few steps forward.

It is also like waking up from a dream, quickly retreating, and standing with hands tied to show that you have no other intention and it is just a subconscious reaction.

The response was nothing short of rapid.

None of the surrounding Jindan monks laughed. They all stood respectfully and looked at the person in front with longing eyes.

Jiang Ding said nothing and walked slowly into the octagonal tower.

"Lord Tushan,"

A golden elixir monk said respectfully: "Do you need me to explore the way? Although the formation is broken, there may be traps and curses inside. The situation is unknown. You, a rich man, cannot take risks."

Many Jindan monks glanced at him in surprise.

"...Kung Fu...So many Kung Fu..."

Then he realized something and reacted.

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

The breath of Master Baimei and the other Golden Core cultivators stagnated.

Furthermore, there are various techniques and information recorded in the Sutra Pavilion, which may involve magic. If someone destroys them carelessly, death will be inevitable.

He doesn't need weak people to defend him.

In the space, rows of red spirit wood bookshelves stand tall as mountains, neatly arranged. There are jade slips and books on them. Animal skins, stone slabs, ribs, etc. are also common. From time to time, small seal characters with ancient meanings can be seen on them. .

It was understandable before, but now that the technique is right before our eyes, we are still so humble and willing to take big risks. Why is this?

Push open the door which is several feet thick and hundreds of feet high.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and a vast space came into view, with no boundaries visible at a glance.

If you don’t spend a lot of money to follow now, when will you have to wait?

Thinking of this, many Jindan monks showed their hearts fluttering.

Everyone nervously held up their shields and scanned with their spiritual consciousness.

The golden elixir monk was disappointed and bowed back.

"Yes, I'll take my leave."

"For ten thousand years, maybe ten thousand years, this place has not been opened."

Every book is covered with thick dust.

A large amount of dust fell, and the dust filled the sky, obscuring the view.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and all dust-repelling formations have been obliterated.

This person is obviously a Golden Core cultivator, but he has some characteristics of the Yuan Ying ancestor. Isn’t he a peerless genius?

If you have the skills, you will most likely become the ancestor of Nascent Soul in the future.

Jiang Ding thought silently.

"No need."

It's so spectacular!

Just on the first floor of the octagonal tower, the books here have merged into an ocean. There are more than tens of millions of Kung Fu books in it?

Luoxu Sect, Luoxu Sect, Yuanying’s number one sect in Beiyuan in the past.

What the situation is, now we can finally see it.

Even though they were all demonic monks and rough warriors who fought bloody battles with swords and guns, in this sea of ​​books and in front of so many ancient wisdom classics, they could not help but hold their breath and feel something that transcended region, identity, and The solemn atmosphere of time.

"Everyone, wait a moment."

Jiang Ding came to the first red spirit wood bookshelf that was as tall as a cloud, and scanned it carefully with his consciousness.

After a long time, a white bone from the bookshelf flew up and fell into his hand.

""Blood Spirit Blood Burning Technique" is a first-level spell used by Qi-training monks. It can burn blood and blood essence to increase strength. It will cause greater trouble..."

Jiang Ding's consciousness lightly swept over and made a judgment.

"It is also valuable. The seventeenth spell structure is rare in the world of immortality today and can be used as a reference."

"Material...the leg bones of a child with human spiritual roots."

Jiang Ding frowned and continued to look: "The internal formation pattern is on the verge of collapse. You need to pay special attention when checking it, otherwise the spiritual pattern will easily shatter and collapse."

"With magic reinforcement, it can barely take care of you for a year and a half."

He waved his hand and cast a spell on the white bones. A layer of clear light emerged from between his fingers and blended into the white bones, temporarily increasing their sturdiness.

Put it back again. "This was an option."

Jiang Ding turned his head and looked at Master Baimei and other golden elixir monks: "Once you find signs of book collapse, you must stop and wait for me to deal with it. No matter whether intentionally or unintentionally, no book is allowed to be destroyed."

"You can watch one-fifth of them first, and they won't be included in the book quota."

This is the prohibition on the book and jade slip. Once it is unlocked, a conspicuous clear light will appear. If it were ten thousand years ago, law enforcement monks would immediately come to arrest it.

"Yes, sir, we know."

Master Baimei and other monks were overjoyed.

It's not because this is just a first-level spell, but because the other party really intends to fulfill his promise.

At this moment, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally their eyes fell on Master Baimei.

This person, relying on his peak Golden Core cultivation and command of the Zhen Zi Flag, ranks first in meritorious service.

"Let me see."

Master Baimei was not polite. He carefully took in the white bone and examined it with his spiritual consciousness. He was slightly disappointed and handed it to the golden elixir monk who ranked second in meritorious service.

It was indeed a first-level spell. Although it was somewhat novel, it was of no use to him.

Jiang Ding ignored them. He looked at the animal skins, jade slips, and talisman books one by one with his own hands. He used spells to process and strengthen the books. Occasionally, if he found any defects in them, he would take out the refining materials to repair them.

One after another, never letting go of any of them.

It seemed boring, but he did it with gusto, immersed in the joyful ocean of knowledge.

Before he knew it, one day passed, and he was able to finish organizing a bookshelf, letting the Jindan monk behind him flip through the front parts and fall into deep thought.

"too slow."

Jiang Ding thought for a while, then spread out his spiritual consciousness to scan the surroundings, and asked: "I can seal the first- and second-level books directly. When it comes to the third-level and above skills, you can choose later, okay?"

"That's right!"

"Your Excellency is righteous!"

Master Baimei is overjoyed.

What is the use of some first- and second-level exercises?

The nights were long and they had many dreams. They wished they could find their own Nascent Soul Technique now, but they just didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Very good."

Jiang Ding confirmed that they were sincere and were not forced to agree, and nodded immediately.

He waved his hand and released a large piece of clear light, covering the entire bookshelf, and then placed it into the storage jade pendant.

This is a spell from the archeology department, specifically used to seal ancient books to prevent them from being further damaged.

One after another,

After a dozen breaths, the huge sea of ​​books became a little empty.

"full."

Jiang Ding glanced at his storage jade pendant and didn't care. He took out a storage bag and continued to pack books. When it was full, he changed it again, again and again.

When he got to the back, the storage bags and storage rings he was holding had been stacked into a pile as tall as a person. The last ones were magic weapon-level storage treasures. They were tied up with a thin rope and slipped on the around.

Master Baimei and the other golden elixir cultivators felt chilled in their hearts.

This uncle,

How many Jindan monks were killed?

At first, looking at his appearance and relatively gentle and trustworthy behavior, I thought he was a rare Kitahara gentleman, and I secretly admired him.

just now……

I was a little anxious at first, feeling that these first-order rags were completely useless and not worth wasting my time, so I wanted to urge them.

As for now, I have plenty of time.

After half an hour, the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as far as the eye could see was suddenly empty. It was cleaner than moving house. Even the floor was turned upside down to confirm that not a single book of exercises was missing.

"gone."

Jiang Ding returned with a lot of storage bags satisfied.

This time, his Immortal Library points will skyrocket!

By that time, the computing power of the Central Formation Spirit Computer will be greatly tilted towards him, and the speed of kendo deduction will be greatly accelerated.

(End of this chapter)