Chapter 249: Book House on Beiluo Lake

Outside Emperor Wu City.

A fight also broke out.

Nie Zhangqing ran at a rapid speed, slashing out sword energy after sword energy with the Dragon Slashing Sword in his hand. The golden sword light, wrapped in sword intent, seemed to melt the snow on the ground.

Nie Zhangqing felt a huge amount of pressure, the pressure of walking on a tightrope, as if he would fall into an abyss if he wasn't careful.

The disciple from Wudi City in front of him was at the sixth level of the Golden Core Realm and was extremely powerful.

Whether in speed, strength, or combat power, they all crushed him.

The only thing Nie Zhangqing could rely on was his sword intent and the powerful energy and blood of Kaitian Lock.

The disciple who had reached the sixth level of the golden elixir was called Ye Qianxun. He looked at Nie Zhangqing with great interest. The spiritual energy of a sixth level of the golden elixir was more than six times that of an ordinary first level of the golden elixir, and its explosive power was also more than six times.

Nie Zhangqing fought back against him, just like a child holding a weapon and wielding it like an adult.

Although it has lethality, the lethality is not strong.

"Is this sword called Dragon Slayer?"

“What a nice knife.”

Ye Qianxun said.

The two men fought fiercely outside the city, and the snow on the ground seemed to be falling off.

Some dead trees were left with indelible cuts from the sword energy.

Nie Zhangqing has rich combat experience, and his current strength is the result of his fighting step by step.

He knew that if he continued to consume energy, he would definitely lose.

After all, the spiritual energy content of the Six-Turn Golden Elixir is much higher than his.

Nie Zhangqing's eyes fixed.

Four talismans fell into his hands, and his spiritual consciousness moved, pulling the talismans.

This talisman was given to him by Xie Yunling of the Taoist Pavilion. It was a powerful method that Xie Yunling compressed the Taoist magic into the talisman after his research.

Corresponding to the attribute of spiritual energy, it can burst out with considerable power.

Xie Yunling had used one card in the previous escape, but now he has four left.

Boom! Four talismans were activated.

The Tao follows nature.

There are firelight, earthy colors, golden rays, and wood green...

Four attribute colors exploded around Nie Zhangqing's body, transforming into giant beasts with four attributes.

Nie Zhangqing leaned forward and quickly approached Ye Qianxun.

When Ye Qianxun saw this scene, his eyes became solemn.

However, Nie Zhangqing rushed towards him first.

He took out a small metal bead from his arms.

Nie Zhangqing threw out a metal bead, which blossomed in the air and turned into a floating beautiful pear blossom, which seemed to reflect the dazzling light.

"What's this?!"

Ye Qianxun was shocked.

He vaguely sensed a sense of threat from the pear blossoms.

"Magic weapon?!"

"Why do you have so many magical weapons?"

Ye Qianxun took a deep breath.

His golden elixir was suspended, and a golden light burst out from his whole body. Faintly, there was a shield formed by the rotation of spiritual energy, spinning outside his body.

Nie Zhangqing was very indifferent.

"This is... the Stormy Pear Blossom, the best hidden weapon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Zhangqing threw a punch, and the blood and energy in his fist roared.

Nie Zhangqing's fist hit the spiritual energy shield and instantly turned into a bloody mess, and the high-speed rotating spiritual energy shield was also blocked!

In the air, a brilliant wave spread.

There was a violent heat wave that burst out, and all the snow on the ground melted into snow water under the heat wave.

The pear blossoms were spinning gracefully, and the delicate silver needles were burning red by the blazing fire and were thrown out from the pear blossoms like a heavy rain.

Ye Qianxun slammed his feet on the ground, leaving a dent. He wanted to retreat, but he was too slow.

The falling torrential pear blossoms almost covered the entire area, leaving no blind spots.

Even Nie Zhangqing was caught up in it.

Puff puff!

That was the sound of the silver needle entering the flesh.

There is also the sound of giant beasts charging formed by four kinds of talismans.

The white snow faded away, leaving behind silver needles all over the ground.

Ye Qianxun's back was full of needles, and each needle pierced his flesh.

However, he did not die.

He stood up, circulated his spiritual energy, and destroyed the silver needles that were stuck in his body.

"Rain of pear blossoms..."

"It is truly a magical instrument of divine craftsmanship."

Ye Qianxun was filled with emotion. He looked in the direction where Nie Zhangqing disappeared. "Trading injury for injury, how cruel."

What is behind the void gate? Ye Qianxun is becoming more and more curious.

He did not continue chasing, but took a step back and headed towards Wu Di City. When he was fighting just now, he sensed the terrifying fluctuations coming from Wu Di City, and he could feel it even from such a far place outside Wu Di City.

I'm afraid something has happened.

Behind a dead tree.

Nie Zhangqing leaned against the bed, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Everything around him was very quiet, with only the sound of snow falling to the ground.

One of his palms was bloody and still oozing with blood, his back was also bloody and his breath was weak.

"As expected of Senior Gongshu, he dares to challenge you with his mortal body... This 'Rain of Pear Blossoms' is really powerful."

"However, the penetration is still a little lacking. I need to report this to Senior Gongshu when I get back."

Nie Zhangqing coughed up blood gently.

He chuckled, at least he survived.

Six-turn golden elixir, very powerful.

The fifth transformation can impact the Golden Core realm, and the sixth transformation is the kind of existence that breaks through the shackles.

The snow was cold, but Nie Zhangqing's heart was warm.

Grabbing the dragon-slaying weapon, he leaned against the ground and slowly stood up.

suddenly.

Nie Zhangqing felt his body stiffen, and a chill instantly spread throughout his body.

far away.

Between the flying snow.

A figure walked out slowly, and the falling snow twisted around his body.

The terrible breath and pressure left Nie Zhangqing without the strength to move a finger! All Nie Zhangqing could hear was his own panting sound.

"Amitabha."

The sound of chanting rang out.

Nie Zhangqing finally saw the figure clearly. It was a bald monk wearing tattered clothes and barefoot. The Buddhist beads around his neck were each as big as a fist.

"I am a poor monk from Kufo Temple, Yuanshang... I am honored to meet you, the donor."

The Buddhist monk stood with one palm upright in front of him and bowed slightly towards Nie Zhangqing.

Strong! Extremely strong! Nie Zhangqing couldn't help but sweat dripping from his forehead.

The pressure from the Buddhist monk in front of him was so strong that it shocked him.

In fact, he is stronger than the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator he met before!

Nie Zhangqing growled, trying to break free from his restraints. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die here.

He wants to go back alive!

There was an unyielding look in Nie Zhangqing's eyes. He had originally tempered his fourth bone, but he successfully broke free from the two-pole shackles. His spine was like a dragon, and he seemed to let out a low roar.

All the restraints brought by the Buddhist monks disappeared at this moment.

Under the pressure of life and death, Nie Zhangqing stepped into the Second Extreme Sky Lock.

The ground beneath his feet exploded, and his body shot out backwards. With the Dragon Slayer in his hand, he slashed out fiercely, sending out a terrifying golden blade energy, heading straight for the Buddha.

"Amitabha, the donor's anger is too strong..."

Buddhist monks and Taoists.

The words fell, like picking up a flower with a flick of the finger.

Nie Zhangqing's sword energy exploded.

The Buddhist monk took a step forward and appeared behind Nie Zhangqing.

"Does the Nascent Soul Realm dare to take action?"

"Young Master once said that if you take action, you will kill all the Nascent Souls!"

Nie Zhangqing gritted his teeth.

"Don't doubt it, Master can really do it!"

"Amitabha."

"I have never done anything bad to you, I just want to ask you to take a trip."

Afterwards, he did not wait for Nie Zhangqing to speak.

The ascetic monk carried Nie Zhangqing's body and soared into the sky, walking in the air as if he was riding the wind.

…

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan slowly opened his eyes.

His expression was indifferent, he sat upright in a wheelchair, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, his fingers resting on the handguards, tapping them lightly.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Slaughter the Immortal?"

"Sure enough, those who can cultivate to the top of the world are not stupid people. They actually have the courage to choose to kill immortals."

Lu Fan smiled.

His eyes wavered slightly, and the thick fog covering the island in the middle of the lake dissipated.

He looked at the sparkling lake with a dazed look in his eyes.

Will there come a day when the strong men of the Wuhuang Continent will choose to kill immortals?

He was the immortal who was slaughtered?

Lu Fan pondered.

After a long time, Lu Fan smiled.

"I, Lu Ping'an, am truly working hard for the prosperity of this continent."

suddenly.

Lu Fan discovered that his spiritual energy reserves had increased dramatically.

This made him confused and at the same time he seemed to have thought of something.

"As expected, pressure is the driving force that forces people to move forward. Old Nie...did you make a breakthrough?"

Lu Fan seemed to be thinking about something.

He came back to his senses, raised his hand, his mind moved, and countless lines in his eyes jumped.

The spiritual pressure chessboard was placed in front of him. In his eyes, there were lines on the spiritual pressure chessboard that formed a pavilion.

Lu Fan stretched out his hand, grabbed the pavilion and threw it towards Beiluo Lake.

Afterwards, a building appeared on Beiluo Lake, shrouded in mist and dim. It was not a very luxurious building, but it gave people a sense of calm and tranquility.

The building contains tens of thousands of books that Lu Fan has repaired using the Wanfa Baking Furnace.

This time, after reading through all the Sutra Repositories in Wudi City, Lu Fan felt that it might be of great help to Wuhuang Continent.

Although there are two paths of cultivation: Golden Elixir and Heavenly Lock.

However, Lu Fan felt that the Heavenly Lock Path was more difficult to follow, and he could not force everyone to follow it. Therefore, Lu Fan felt that the books in the Sutra Repository might help many practitioners who were unable to follow the Heavenly Lock Path to follow the Golden Elixir Path.

On the Beiluo Lake.

A bamboo raft was floating quietly. On the raft, Lu Dongxuan was lighting a stove and grilling fish. On the other end of the raft, little Yinglong was drooling and looking at it eagerly.

Lu Dongxuan stared at Xiao Yinglong vigilantly to prevent him from stealing food.

suddenly.

Lu Fan's voice came into Lu Dongxuan's mind.

"A trip to the island."

Lu Fan's words startled Lu Dongxuan. He turned his head and looked towards the island in the middle of the lake. "Is the young master out of retreat?"

However, Lü Dongxuan seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head and found that the little Yinglong flew out with the grilled fish in its mouth...

"Stealing fish again!"

Lu Dongxuan was very angry, but he could do nothing about this little Yinglong.

He had no choice but to paddle the boat towards the island in the middle of the lake.

The bamboo raft docked.

Lu Dongxuan straightened his clothes and strode towards the Baiyujing Pavilion.

Lu Fan, who was leaning against the railing on the second floor of Baiyujing Pavilion, bowed.

"Sir."

Lu Fan held the bronze wine cup and nodded slightly.

"Can you see a building there?"

Lu Fan raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Beiluo Lake, only to see a building shrouded in mist that had appeared there at some point in time.

Lu Dongxuan was shocked. How could there be a pavilion on Beiluo Lake? He had never noticed it before. Could it be that the young master had created it?

"This building is called the 'Book Building'. Go take a look inside and see if you can learn something."

Lu Fan said.

Lu Dongxuan was stunned. Library?

A place to store books?

There is a new place to store books on Beiluo Lake?

Although Lu Dongxuan was confused, he still bowed and boarded the bamboo raft. The boat swayed towards the library.

After pushing open the door of the library and entering, Lu Dongxuan felt dazzled.

In the library, candlelight burned quietly and slowly, illuminating the dim environment.

Lu Dongxuan took a deep breath. It was incredible to see so many books. He randomly picked one out.

"Tiger Roaring Technique, a low-grade yellow-level sonic technique. After practicing it, one can roar like a tiger and shock people."

Lu Dongxuan's hands trembled. Is this... a cultivation technique? After stuffing the book back, Lu Dongxuan took out another one and looked at it carefully, only to find that it was another cultivation technique that he had never seen before.

Lu Dongxuan was amazed.

He kept flipping through the pages, as if he had discovered a new world.

He even found some cultivation techniques in it! How many cultivation techniques are there in the world today? And there are so many cultivation techniques in this book pavilion... The book in his hand seemed to have turned into a hot potato. Is the young master going to make trouble?

Lu Dongxuan quickly walked out of the study and rowed the boat back to the island in the middle of the lake.

"Young Master..."

Lu Dongxuan bowed.

"Did you finish reading it?"

Lu Fan laughed.

"What do you think?"

Lu Fan took a sip of green plum wine and asked.

"With these books, if they can be spread, the impact on the entire cultivation world will be far-reaching. It will allow the currently scattered cultivation world to find a fixed goal and develop rapidly..."

Lu Dongxuan said.

What he said was very pertinent. What he said about the current practice world being in disarray was also true.

Apart from Baiyujing, the current cultivation world is dominated by the armies of practitioners from various major forces showing off their power.

There is no formation of different styles of practitioners at all, which could achieve the effect of a hundred schools of thought coexisting and contending with each other.

On the pavilion, Lu Fan smiled.

Nodding slightly.

He agreed with Lu Dongxuan's statements and opinions.

"Go, go to Beiluoxi Mountain and call all the practitioners who are staying down there. It will be useless for them to stay down there. They won't learn anything... For the next month, the library will be temporarily open to practitioners. After a month, the library will be closed. At that time, only those who have achieved success can enter the library."

Lu Fan said.

Lu Dongxuan was stunned.

Open for a month? "Yes."

Lu Dongxuan nodded quickly. He felt that Lu Fan's decision would definitely have a huge impact on the current cultivation world.

"Sir, what will be the achievement of entering the library in a month?"

Lu Dongxuan asked curiously.

"We'll talk about it later..."

Lu Fan waved his hand.

Lu Dongxuan was speechless, bowed and retreated, boarded the bamboo raft, and paddled away from the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan watched Lv Dongxuan leave the island in the middle of the lake.

He gently shook the bronze wine glass in his hand.

suddenly.

Lines began to flicker in his eyes, and Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Um?"

"They actually captured Old Nie... What do these people want to do?"

(End of this chapter)