"Ten Thousand Sword Peak disciple, Li Qingran wants to see you!"

In front of the closed door of the Sutra Library, Li Qingran bowed.

With the previous experience of the ancestral hall, she dared not underestimate this Sutra Pavilion, even though it was even more dilapidated than the ancestral hall. In other words, is it possible that the more dilapidated the place in the Sword Pavilion is, the more mysterious it is?

"Wanjian Peak? I haven't heard of any disciples from there in a long time."

"Come in."

The wooden door of the Sutra Library fell to the ground with a clang, and an old voice came from inside.

Li Qingran looked at the wooden door on the ground in silence for a moment, then walked up the stairs and entered the Sutra Library.

Since we are in Jiange, we have to gradually get used to these strange places.

What if the door opens downwards? Just open it.

The light in the Sutra Library was dim, but an old man with gray hair was quite eye-catching.

He was standing in front of the main hall, wearing a dark green robe, his shadow trailing in the darkness behind him, his hair tied in a ponytail, his eyes narrow and sharp like an eagle, one eye covered with an eye patch, and the pupil of the other eye was very small, with the white of the eye taking up most of the space. Coupled with his sunken eye sockets and old face, he always gave people a ferocious feeling.

Li Qingran bowed again, and when he lowered his head, he discovered that what the old man had on his waist was not a sword, but a dead branch.

"I am Jue Yuanmo, the elder who guards the Sutra Repository. I usually don't go to the square to give lectures. You can just call me Elder Jue."

"Elder Jiong."

"Yes." Jiyuan Mo put his hands behind his back and nodded. "Since you have come to the Sutra Library, you must abide by the rules of the Sutra Library. You can enter and exit the first and second floors at will, but from the third floor onwards, you need to torture the sword before you can pass. If you really can't find the right technique for you, you can ask me to recommend it, but each person only has one recommendation opportunity."

Li Qingran said to Jiyuan Mo without even thinking:

"Elder Jiong, I want to find a remedy for this poison, preferably one that can cure any poison. Do you have any recommendations?"

Jiyuan Mo raised his eyebrows and his expression darkened:

"You came to the Sutra Pavilion of Jian Ge to look for Fang?

But should I waste this precious recommendation opportunity just to find someone else?"

Li Qingran was frightened by the sharp gaze, but he still said, "Yes, disciple wants to cure the poison for Master..."

"Your master is not from Jian Ge? Who is he?"

"Master was once the Grand Elder of Jian Pavilion."

"What?!" Jiyuan Mo's voice unconsciously rose eight degrees.

Li Qingran said honestly, "I have already verified with the Sect Master that the Master was the former first generation Peak Master of Wan Jian Feng, named Chen Huai'an. However, he had left Jian Pavilion many years ago to travel. Even though the Sect Master had an ambiguous impression of him, he did find him on the tablet in the ancestral hall."

"So that's how it is. But he is the one who wrote the inscription on the Wanjian Peak stele?"

"Exactly."

After hearing this, the unhappiness on Jiyuan Mo's face eased a lot.

The reason why he was unhappy just now was that he wondered if the disciple in front of him was being used by someone.

After all, the Sutra Library of Jian Ge is indeed the place with the most ancient secret books and scriptures in Cang Yun Realm besides the Holy Land.

Moreover, the Sutra Repository is open to all disciples of the Sword Pavilion. Even if the disciple has another master outside, as long as he passes the assessment of the Sutra Repository, he can learn the martial arts in the Sutra Repository. Even if he quits the Sword Pavilion later, he will not be retrieved.

This kind of thing happened in my early years.

There were disciples from other sects who came to the Sutra Pavilion of Jian Ge to steal the skills, and then found reasons to leave after stealing.

Although the sect leader Su Qinian doesn't care about this matter.

But he cares!

Especially these disciples who were stealing his skills wanted to use their precious recommendation quota to ask him to find a martial art tailored for them.

After finding the answer, he left the sect.

This is simply disgusting!

Upon hearing that Li Qingran's master was the former Grand Elder of Jian Pavilion, Jiyuan Mo's face became more serious and solemn.

He had no doubts about what Li Qingran said. Who would dare to lie under the guise of the sect leader?

Not to mention that his eyesight is still good! He can tell at a glance whether a disciple is lying or not.

At this moment, in Jiyuan Mo's eyes, Li Qingran has transformed from a thief into a good disciple who is filial to his master.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it."

Ji Yuanmo sat back on the cushion in the main hall, closed his eyes and crossed his knees to meditate.

Li Qingran did not walk around or look around, but just stood obediently at the wall waiting.

After a moment, the entire Sutra Repository shook violently. Li Qingran saw a strong wind blowing outside the Sutra Repository. Leaves piled up and swirled in front of the door. Countless chaotic phantoms emerged around Jiyuan Mo. Then, a light golden figure based on Jiyuan Mo floated out from above his head. Those phantoms floated up and danced wildly around the golden figure.

"The Yang God has emerged?" Li Qingran blinked and muttered to himself.

This elder Jiong is a master.

A cultivator’s Yang Spirit can emerge only when he reaches the Spirit Transformation Stage.

It is said that after Yang Shen left his body, he possessed the great ability to see through everything in a moment.

At this moment, Elder Jiong was using the Yang Shen to view and query all the secret manuals and techniques in the Sutra Repository.

However, it is not something that just any Divine Transformation cultivator can do to achieve the state of Yang Shen.

The transformation of the spirit is only the threshold for the yang spirit to emerge.

Those who can steadily come out of the box and control it freely are, without exception, old monsters from various sects.

After waiting for about an incense stick of time, the strange phenomenon in the Sutra Library gradually disappeared, and the wind outside gradually calmed down.

Jiuyuan Mo opened his eyes, and a hint of fatigue flashed deep in his eyes.

This was his first time looking for a way, and the amount of information contained in it was much higher than that of the sword dictionary.

"I have searched the 337,000 volumes of Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Library and found something on the fifth floor that you may need."

Jiong Yuanmo stood up and led Li Qingran up the stairs to the light curtain on the fifth floor.

"The title of the Tibetan scripture is <뀑뀞注解>, which records a recipe that can cure various poisons, but the rules of the Tibetan scripture pavilion cannot be broken. If you want to obtain the Tibetan scripture, you need to pass the fifth level of the sword test."

When he saw Li Qingran pursing her lips, he thought that Li Qingran was nervous.

He said soothingly, "As long as your sword is strong and your mind is focused, it won't be difficult to pass this sword test. Go ahead."

Before he could finish his words, Li Qingran had already walked in carrying the Suxian.

Jiyuan Mo put his hands behind his back and shook his head.

I guess I have to wait for a few more hours.

The sword test is actually a mirage. Once you enter, you will fight with yourself at the same level. Only if your sword is better can you pass. However, most disciples will be beaten to the point of doubting others before they start to think about their own direction.

This Li Qingran looks conghui, maybe it will take two hours?

This idea just came up.

There was only a "click" sound.

Jiong Yuanmo looked at Li Qingran in bewilderment as she came out of the shattered light curtain and stepped into the fifth floor with a pale face.

"So fast?!" He was secretly surprised.

He quickly sensed the formation of the sword test and carefully examined it, his face couldn't help but look a little strange.

"I didn't expect that this little girl's focus is on her master. Her sword is so firm that she can kill the mirror image in one second with a single strike of the sword. If a god stands in her way, she will kill the god; if a Buddha stands in her way, she will kill the Buddha..." He laughed hoarsely, shook his head and sighed.

"But this little girl never thought that he is the Grand Elder. The age difference between the two is at least several hundred years..."

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