Opportunity to make rubbings of the kung fu techniques
Now, with her increased cultivation level, mastering the Great Phoenix Heaven technique is as easy as breathing for Ruan Qingyu. She only needs to move her mind, and the spiritual energy within her body circulates automatically as if controlled by her consciousness.
Unless one is a cultivator whose cultivation surpasses hers by three realms, even a cultivator whose divine sense probes into her body would not be able to comprehend the techniques she has learned.
No matter how much doubt there is, it can only be attributed to her top-grade single fire spiritual root. After all, a single spiritual root only needs to absorb fire spiritual energy, without needing to expend mental energy to convert it into other spiritual energy.
Yunyin, following closely beside Ruan Qingyu, flicked its tail and stayed close to her. Many disciples passing by looked over curiously, even though they knew that some disciples in the sect would spend contribution points just to exchange for a spirit pet's pass token.
However, the amount consumed was beyond what ordinary disciples could afford. Therefore, when any disciple was seen walking around the sect with a spirit pet, everyone knew that it was a spirit pet that the disciple cherished very much.
Moreover, Yunyin looked imposing, his four claws firmly gripping the ground without making a sound, showing that he had extremely precise control over his own aura.
Many disciples subtly revealed their fondness and growing admiration for Ruan Qingyu. The fact that she was willing to spend a large number of contribution points on her spirit pet showed that this spirit pet was indeed extraordinary.
"The library contains many cultivation techniques, which, while not perfectly matched with the Wutong Qin, can still provide considerable assistance by allowing one to unleash eighty percent of its power," Ruan Qingyu explained to Yun Yin in her mind, also thinking that Yun Yin was acquainted with his friend and might have some suggestions.
Upon hearing Ruan Qingyu's words, Yun Yin paused noticeably for a moment, quickly falling three steps behind Ruan Qingyu before running to catch up.
Noticing that something was wrong with his aura, Ruan Qingyu couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? Are you worried that the cultivation techniques within the Xuantian Sect are incompatible with the Wutong Qin?"
Unexpectedly, Yun Yin said in a somewhat indescribable tone, "It's not that they don't match, it's just... it's just that this Wutong Qin is extremely beautiful when played freely. But when used in battle, it is extremely jarring."
The previous times the Wutong Qin was in Ruan Qingyu's hands, it did not produce that unpleasant sound, but Yun Yin had heard the sound of the Wutong Qin in battle for many years, and now when he recalled it again, he still seemed to frown.
Upon hearing this, Ruan Qingyu became even more interested. She had originally thought that since this Wutong Qin had once possessed a spirit and developed sentience, it was close to a demon cultivator taking human form.
He must have been extremely skilled in music theory or musical scores, but unexpectedly, the music behind it was not captivating, but rather caused people to faint.
The disciple token at her waist allowed Ruan Qingyu to proceed without hindrance until she reached her final destination. Ruan Qingyu slightly raised her head and saw the plaque of the library hanging high above. Her divine sense seemed to reveal many strange patterns on it.
Blinking, Ruan Qingyu realized that she had been standing at the entrance of the library for quite some time. That one glance had felt like an eternity.
A relieved laugh suddenly came from behind: "How rare! It's been many days since I've seen a disciple so immersed in the consciousness of this library."
The voice was somewhat aged, yet the tone was remarkably youthful. Ruan Qingyu slowly turned around and saw an elder dressed in a high-ranking robe.
A simple, dark-colored disc floated beside the elder, which Ruan Qingyu immediately recognized. This was Elder Mo Wen, one of the four senior elders, a Daoist divination elder skilled in divination.
The most conspicuous object beside him was the Qiankun Divination, which made Ruan Qingyu tremble slightly. This was because the Qiankun Divination was rumored to be able to predict events a hundred years in advance and backward, and there was nothing Mo Wen, the diviner, could not calculate within the four continents.
Yunyin's warm tail gently brushed against her ankle, quickly bringing Ruan Qingyu back to her senses. If Mo Wen hadn't been watching closely, he probably would have thought she was just momentarily stunned.
“I think I’ve seen you before. Judging from the style of your token, you must be a new disciple. The fact that you’ve waited until now to come to the library shows that you’ve been diligently cultivating and have made plans.” He paused, then saw Ruan Qingyu bow respectfully to him.
Mo Wen waved his hand: "No need for such formalities. I happen to be here to guard the library today. Since you're here, I won't keep you any longer. Only a few disciples can comprehend the plaques in this library. Since you have an affinity with this item, I'll allow you to make an extra copy of the cultivation technique."
After saying that, Mo Wen gently tapped his right index finger, and a light red light instantly disappeared into the disciple token at Ruan Qingyu's waist.
"Thank you, Elder Mo Wen." Seeing that Mo Wen didn't ask any further questions about her affairs, Ruan Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. After watching Mo Wen's figure slowly disappear through the library's gate, Ruan Qingyu then stepped into the library.
In the blink of an eye, as the air rippled like water, Ruan Qingyu disappeared from the entrance of the library.
Yun Yin was initially hesitant, but when he realized that the formation was changing along with him, he gave up the idea of using the contract.
In the blink of an eye, Ruan Qingyu found herself standing directly in front of towering bookshelves. Looking up, the towering bookshelves seemed to stretch endlessly.
"Disciple Ruan Qingyu may make three copies of cultivation techniques, one of which will not consume contribution points. If needed, simply place your disciple token in the side slot of the corresponding bookshelf." A mechanical voice sounded; this was the detection device placed in the library by the Xuantian Sect.
After all, the elders guarding the entrance to the library were enough to eliminate those with ulterior motives, and what remained were the sect's disciples who wanted something from the library.
After holding her breath for a moment, Ruan Qingyu realized that the space had quieted down, and that there was nothing else to discuss. She vaguely remembered that in her previous life, she had finally managed to collect a few contribution points and hurriedly came to the library to exchange them for cultivation techniques.
The elder at that time was not Elder Mo Wen, yet I heard a long string of rules when I entered. Now, it's just a single sentence; it seems it was caused by Elder Mo Wen's little action.
Setting aside her own thoughts, Ruan Qingyu saw the surrounding spiritual energy flicker across the disciple token. Instantly, the token lit up, and the surroundings seemed to transform into a sea of stars.
All the cultivation manuals placed on the bookshelf flew up, like twinkling starlight, enveloping Ruan Qingyu in the middle.
Amidst the dazzling array of information, Ruan Qingyu closed her eyes and relied solely on her divine sense to rapidly navigate through the sea of books. She silently recited in her mind: "Score, musical instruments, sound cultivation."
As the key words in his mind were uttered, the shimmering sea of stars initially gathered in greater numbers. Then, as if scattered, it quickly faded by more than half.
In an instant, starlight gathered again, repeating this process several times. The starlight surrounding Ruan Qingyu remained unchanged. Ruan Qingyu composed herself and selected three books from among the contribution points.
There was a book called "The Seven-Stringed Zither" with an antique style. On the cover of the book was a seven-stringed zither that looked very similar to the Wutong Zither.
The dark red cultivation technique in the middle is called "Burning Fire and Transforming Sound". Even before it is opened, one can feel the faint heat of fire spreading on it, and it is clear that it is a cultivation technique suitable for fire-attribute cultivators.
The last book looked unremarkable, seemingly no different from the other cultivation methods in this vast sea of books. Its title, "String Sounds," appeared to be a musical instrument cultivation method tailor-made for music cultivators.
Of these three books, Ruan Qingyu chose "Burning Fire and Transforming Sounds," which had the highest contribution points of 1,100, while "Seven-Stringed Zither" and "String Sounds" combined only amounted to 840 points.
With a pang of regret, Ruan Qingyu inserted the disciple token into the slot on the guide shelf, watching as a flash of white light appeared. She felt as if she had suddenly become rich, only to be penniless again.
Looking at the more than 500 contribution points remaining in his token, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was 90% less, these 500 points were still enough to make him one of the best disciples.
All these changes were caused by the reincarnation brought about by her own bloodline. Ruan Qingyu's eyes fell on the disciple token, and she carefully hung the token back on her waist.
Yunyin leaned closer and nudged Ruan Qingyu's fingers, which were hanging down beside her, with her head.
"Qingyu, what are you thinking about?" Although Yunyin could sense Ruan Qingyu's emotions through the contract, he inexplicably felt that there was no need for further speculation; a simple greeting would suffice.
Banishing her thoughts, Ruan Qingyu slowly smiled and said, "It's nothing, just some old memories. I was thinking of earning more contribution points in the future, but I never expected that one day I would find spirit stones easier to obtain than contribution points."
Yunyin's head continued to nuzzle against Ruan Qingyu's fingers. At this moment, the fur on the black panther's head was pushed back a bit, which made Ruan Qingyu feel a little itchy.
He couldn't help but squat down, spread his hands, and lean against Yunyin.
"I know, I was just thinking about what happened before. I was just marveling at how amazing I am now. Luckily, I'll be able to soar to great heights in a while." Ruan Qingyu nodded firmly as she spoke.
Now that she has the resources and the talent, if she can't soar to great heights, she herself will probably despise herself.
Ruan Qingyu buried her face in Yun Yin's soft neck, feeling his soft breathing and strong heartbeat. Suddenly, a surge of joy welled up inside her, and she playfully tickled him.
Looking up again, she saw a hint of helplessness in the beast's eyes. A smile crept across her face; it was rare to see the other person with such an expression. Ruan Qingyu's smile grew even wider.
He immediately stood up and patted Yun Yin's head: "Just these three books. Let's go out. I can't wait to see the effects of these three techniques and the use of the Wutong Qin."
As she spoke, a white light flashed from the disciple token at her waist, and Ruan Qingyu could no longer be seen in the library.
Returning to the entrance of the library, Ruan Qingyu couldn't help but turn back. Looking at the plaque of the library again, she no longer felt the same strange feeling she had when she first saw it.
Although it was a bit of a pity, Ruan Qingyu felt that the insights she had gained from the first encounter remained in her heart, and who knows, they might be of great use when she looked at other techniques later.
With that thought in mind, Ruan Qingyu quickly returned to her courtyard. Although she hadn't been back for many days, the courtyard was spotless.
All of this was due to the mountain formation of the Xuantian Sect, which included the Cleansing Dust Array. Even the ordinary spiritual flowers and herbs in Ruan Qingyu's courtyard exuded vitality.
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