Chapter 55: Tibetan Pavilion

The Zangjing Pavilion is the center of the Star Academy. The collections of the books are rich and extreme. It is accumulated from the ancient times to the present. There are all kinds of rare books and ancient laws, and even some rare supernatural powers exist.
This is a temple full of stars and beams. Every inch of walls has an ancient rhyme. It is said that this is also a respecting treasure, which can spur the energy of the stars, in case there is a strong person to steal the books.
The footsteps of Dao Ling walked in, his depressed heart relaxed a lot, hate useful?
There are rows of jade shelves, filled with various ancient books, jade slips, animal skins, all of which contain some precious methods.
Looking at the picture in front of me, the Tao Ling tongue, this is too big, this is only the first layer. It is estimated that there are thousands of scrolls.
However, there are five layers in the Tibetan Classical Pavilion. The more you record the things you cherish, the more you cherish it. This is the foundation of the Star Temple. It is very rich, and the inheritance of the big family is hot.
"what?"
There was an old man sitting at the door, looking very old and thinning his hair. When he saw the tomb, his eyes flashed in different colors, feeling that the little guy's body was somewhat strong.
I was glanced at by the old man, and Dao Ling also felt a horrible sensation, feeling that his body was seen through.
"A strong figure is estimated to be the guardian of the Tibetan Classics!"
Dao Ling was shocked. He could see the person in his body. It is estimated that it is the strongest between heaven and earth.
"Little guy, what are you doing here?"
I noticed that he was a little vigilant. Sun Yuanhua laughed and felt that this little guy was a bit interesting. He had seen the Wizards of the Star Academy, and this was the first time he met.
Wen Yan said, Dao Ling said:
"I came to choose supernatural powers."
After that, he handed the token over.
Sun Yuanhua glanced at the token and slightly decapitated, smiling slightly:
"Go, you can only stay in it for a day, if you can stay on the second floor for two days, the third floor can stay for three days."
The Zangjing Pavilion is only open to the next three floors. The fourth and fifth floors are basically unable to enter. If you want to go in, you must be recognized by the top of the Star Academy.
"I know."
Dao Ling nodded, his eyes patrolled around, and there were some people on the first floor of the Tibetan Classical Pavilion. They all watched some ancient books on animal skins. There are many cultivation experiences on it, which are worth studying.
Dao Ling didn't dare to waste time. From the first row, he only chose to use it for himself, because there are too many ancient books in it, and he can't finish it for a month.
After watching it for a while, the mind of Dao Ling moved, and he sat down, and a spirit of spirits poured out, and began to sweep around.
"It’s awakening to the soul, it’s not bad. I haven’t met such a good disciple for a long time.

Sun Yuanhua made a mistake and smiled in his heart. It is very difficult to know that the soul is awakened. Generally, it is a master who can wake up. Dao Ling is still not a master.
There are many ancient books on the first floor, and they are very messy. He saw a lot of scattered cultivation experience, which was left by the alchemists, the means of cultivating artifacts, and some treasured treasures, and some strange things.
The vision of Dao Ling has increased greatly. In particular, he has studied a lot of books on the cultivation of artifacts. He has a lot of ore on his body. It is time to cast a piece of his own life.
The more the Dao Ling is more shocked, the more ore that his nephew gave him, and there are several mines! This value cannot be estimated, and passing it out will make some old monsters jealous.
He was taken aback, and later patrolled on some treasures, not very satisfied. These things are all general, and the means of estimating some terrible treasures should not be the first time.
Then he no longer pays attention to all things, and is silent in various ancient laws. Although the records are very low, but cultivation is not like this, from simple to complex, and finally from the complex to the simple, to be normalized.
Seeing some practice warnings and the like, let Dao Ling laugh, some people are in the realm of rhyme, because the treasures are too much, the body is unbearable, and the body is blown up!
This is not the first time this happened, so warned future generations to temper the body in the forging environment and lay the foundation for the later roads.
Yunling is equivalent to opening a small world. The human body is the film tire of this world. The more the membrane tire is opened up, the bigger the world is, just like the world. If the world is unstable, the birth of a famous person can take this. The world is bursting!
"My heart is good."
If Sun Yuanhua’s nephew had no obedience to observe the Tao, he was slightly decapitated. Although the experience of the first layer of cultivation in the Tibetan Classics was not enough, it was necessary to absorb and integrate, and there would be fewer detours.
He just started to learn martial arts, let him study the ancient law, but it is not good, so on the first day, Sun Yuanhua did not wake him up. He felt that Dao Ling entered a kind of Taoism, which is not small. The chance.
The body of the Dao Ling is shining, the clouds are rolling, and there is a rush of energy in the muscles. It suddenly has a strong destructive power. He moves the body in a very close potential and it is absolutely terrible!
His whole body suddenly became a piece, like a mountain formed, unable to move, strong breath.
In these few days, Dao Ling is pondering the realm of rhyme, and he has a general understanding of this realm. He did not wake up until three days.
"I think I should find a big technique that is physically attacked and killed so that I can use my strengths."
The tombs of Dao Ling are open, and if you think about it and then think in your heart, he feels that he can play the most peak state and help to sharpen the realm of the spirit.
Dao Ling feels that since this realm is to continue to generate energy in the body, it is a small perfection to master this kind of energy.
When the eyes looked around, he noticed Sun Yuanhua. He went over and asked for advice, because it was too slow to look for himself. He was ready to try his luck.
Sun Yuanhua was very interested in him, and he listened carefully. He had a little smile on his old face and said:
"Yes, it seems that your gains are not small. Our practitioners are arrogant. This cultivation is not a simple matter. You are just starting out on the practice, you can get rid of the fancy tricks, and choose difficult to practice. The physical method is not easy."
Sun Yuanhua was amazed once. He had been in the Tibetan Classics for a long time. He had seen many people choose some bells and whistles, and there are some magical powers that are not practical. Such people cannot make a big climate.
"I also hope that the seniors will give pointers."
Dao Ling said seriously, looking for a magical power that suits him.
When he was slightly indulged for a while, he said:
"The magical powers you said are rare. I remember there should be some on the east side of the third floor. You should check it out, maybe it will be rewarding."
Dao Ling quickly thanked him and went to the third floor, hoping to find a way to focus on the body.
Just entering the second floor entrance, he felt a burst of pressure, but for him it was not enough to see, striding up and went straight to the third floor.
The second floor is a group of characters that have been fabricated on the realm of the spirits. When a young boy comes up, he is interested in seeing more. When someone notices that he is going to the third floor, he laughs:
"Now the newcomer, the courage is big enough, not everyone can go on the third floor."
"Yes, this third layer of pressure is extremely great, even if the ancient beasts of the realm of the spirits, sometimes can not go up."
"If you want to get a good magical power, you must have strength. Wait, this kid is going to be unlucky."
Some people want to go to the third floor, because the third layer collects all kinds of supernatural powers. Compared with the second layer, most of them are advanced martial arts, and Shentong rarely finds them.
However, the pressure on the third floor is very large, and it is easy to damage the body. Dao Ling also feels a huge pressure across the body. This level of pressure and the psychic tower are somewhat similar.
His brows were slightly picked, the energy in his body rushed out, and the flesh was awakened. The body and energy were connected to one side, and there was a horrible rhyme that was lingering.
Some people were taken aback, and the people on the third floor were also shocked. They felt a wall of gods and demon standing in front, and the oppressed bodies trembled.
Everyone is venting, what kind of terrible flesh is this, they feel like facing an ancient beast, watching the teenager’s footsteps go up, the mood is very complicated, just a few people who laugh at him can’t wait to find a ground drill Go in.
The third floor is also very different from the second floor. This space enriches a majestic atmosphere. The simple animal skin falls on a certain shelf, and the jade that is filled with Baohui is full of horrible breath. Some ancient books linger on the rhyme. All kinds of breaths are combined, and it is a little scary to fill this space.
"What will be there on the fourth floor?"
Dao Ling was shocked. He browsed some ancient books next to him. The things recorded were very esoteric and difficult to understand. At present, he is not in contact with it. It is hard to imagine what kind of supernatural powers will be treasured on the fourth floor.
"It's you!"
There were fewer people on the third floor. At this time, a young man walking around saw the teenager who came up. His nephew was so heavy. He didn't expect this newcomer to come here, which made him very surprised.
The scorpion of Dao Ling glanced at him, and the other party came up and said:
"You are very surprised me. There are still more than half a month to compete for Lingshan. If you can take three moves in my hand, I will voluntarily admit defeat!"
The words of Lin Mu are very strong. He is somewhat conceited, but he has the utmost arrogance. Although Dao Ling can come to the third floor, Lin Mu did not put him in his eyes. He was sure to suppress him.
"That's good, I am waiting."
Dao Ling nodded and went to the east.
"Hey, let's make you look good!"
When he noticed that he was not afraid of it, Lin Mu was very dissatisfied. He said that he was an old man. This boy did not know respect and respect.
A variety of books on the east side are relatively rare compared to the rare ~EbookFREE.me~, and it is estimated that many people here are blind.
The eyes of Dao Ling are here to browse, one by one, looking for a suitable supernatural power, so that half a day passed, his slender palm picked up a golden animal skin.
"Three turns of gold!"
The eyes of Dao Ling saw the words above, and his nephew shrank slightly.
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