Inside Tianqing Pavilion.

Luo Tianyang walked all the way. The so-called Tianqing Pavilion was said to be a library, but in fact, its interior was more like a closed storage space.

The first level is the Huangjie Mortal Mind Technique. The dazzling white space is filled with round dark yellow light balls. This is all the Huangjie Mental Techniques of the Tianshan Sect. At a glance, there are thousands of them, like a vast ocean.

Generally speaking, the Tianshan Sect deserves to be inherited for thousands of years, and its foundation is indeed profound.

It's just that Luo Tianyang naturally looked down upon these mental skills. Even though they were hovering around him, eager to get into his body, he still walked smoothly and allowed those mental skills to wander in this huge space.

In the center of the piles of floating mental methods, there is a heavenly staircase, about one foot high, which is also made of Kunlun white jade. Under the lingering light of many mental methods, this white jade staircase reflects dark yellow flares.

The Qing Palace was really luxurious this day. A helpless smile appeared on Luo Tianyang's lips.

Although he has seen that the Ziqing Palace is as luxurious and magnificent as the imperial city, in comparison, the Tianqing Palace seems more low-key and simple. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the random first-level jade steps of the Tianqing Palace are comparable to

It’s worth the entire Purple Purple Palace.

Luo Tianyang stepped onto the jade steps and walked to a dark and simple door. The door frame was inlaid with silver threads, spreading like wicker. The dark and ancient wooden boards were not pure black, but black with a hint of vermilion.

There are also some golden chips inside, as if embedded or sprinkled with gold powder, making the seemingly inconspicuous wood more noble.

What's strange is that this door doesn't seem to have any gaps. It's just a whole piece of wood standing in front of you, making people don't know where to push it open.

Luo Tianyang stretched out his hand in surprise, and gently pressed his hand on the door. The touch of his palm was thick and moist. He injected a faint trace of true energy into it, and the visible true energy spread on the door like a spider web.

Come on, it soon spread all over the red lacquer door.

The next second, it shattered into dust out of thin air like a mirror, floating in all directions, wrapping Luo Tianyang in the center.

As the black smoke faded away, the originally dark yellow ball of light suddenly changed color, and began to glow with moon-like white light, gathering in the direction of Luo Tianyang.

Luo Tianyang turned around again, and a door appeared about a few feet behind him, which was exactly the one he came through just now.

"It's actually a low-grade Xuan-level mental technique." Luo Tianyang randomly grabbed a white ball and sensed it. Logically speaking, this level should be a low-grade Huang-level mental technique.

"It seems that this attic will be crossed according to the talent and strength of the immortal cultivator." Luo Tianyang pondered for a while and roughly figured out its rules. However, he still looked down upon the Xuanpin mental method because of his current mental method.

It is already a quality product.

So he didn't stay long and chose to go up again and stood in front of Zhuqi Gate.

The same smoke and dust dispersed, and this time there were fewer light balls in front of Luo Tianyang, but they were all emitting dazzling golden light, floating in the air. Compared with the enthusiasm of Huang Jie and Xuan Jie's mental methods, they were also more calm, regardless of

No matter how Luo Tianyang moves around, they all stay in place quietly, as if they are particularly disdainful.

Luo Tianyang raised his eyes and looked into the space. He could already count the golden light balls. There were less than twenty of them.

Even for the Tianshan Sect with such a profound foundation, there are only so few earth-level ordinary mind skills. This shows how precious the earth-level mind skills are. If any one is placed in the world, it will probably be competed by many immortal cultivators.

In this way, further up is the lower-grade mind method of the earth level. Luo Tianyang opened the wooden door. There were fewer light balls in it. Only a handful of light balls were left shining in the sky, like stars in a clear night sky.

Although there are no clouds in the sky, there are no stars to look up to.

"Is this just taking pictures, Wu Xin and Wu Nian?" Luo Tianyang waved his hand and held the three balls of light in his hand, muttering to himself.

The three top low-grade mental techniques of the Tianshan Sect buzzed and wanted to penetrate into Luo Tianyang's body, but they could not get in at all, as if they were blocked by an even harder wall of energy.

Luo Tianyang released the three mental techniques and watched them float to every corner of the space, quickly disappearing.

The next door leads to the upper-grade mind method on the ground floor. Luo Tianyang stood in front of the door for a long time. The zhenqi in his palm had been poured into the door, but the red lacquer door just flashed a golden light faintly and stopped moving.

.It has not been broken, nor has it disappeared. It still stands there quietly and motionless.

Luo Tianyang already understood the reason. He smiled faintly, did not force it, turned around and waved his sleeves to leave.

At this moment, a figure has appeared in the high-grade Xinfa building on the ground floor. The masked man is walking slowly in the high pavilion on the ninth floor.

Even Luo Tianyang failed to enter the ninth level, but he did it.

Two golden balls fell from the sky with soaring golden light, rushed towards him, and then stopped in front of him.

Chen Yifan's eyes looked flatly at the two shining golden balls through the mask. He stretched out his hand and slowly caught one of them and held it in his hand.

Following the decision he made, another golden ball spun out of thin air, like a buzzing sound, and soared into the sky again.

There is no more golden light in the entire ninth level. There are only four mental methods in this level, and two of them have already chosen him.

Chen Yifan slowly grasped the golden ball of light, and countless slender golden threads floated out from his palm, circling around him like a dragon, and penetrated into every pore of his body.

"Is this what the Sword Control Technique is like?" Chen Yifan murmured to himself, "But why are there still only three immortal techniques!"

His tone was quite dissatisfied, and his only exposed eyes were full of unwillingness. His complaints echoed in the empty ninth floor, like the wail of a ghost.

Finally he opened the door to go back, but at this moment he could no longer look back.

One person has one realm. In Luo Qingshui's eyes at this moment, Tianqing Pavilion is another scene.

As she walked along, each floor was empty and motionless. If she hadn't left the attic and walked up floor by floor, she would have almost thought that she was in the wrong place.

The visible parts of each floor were filled with white light, boundless and terrifyingly lonely. Luo Qingshui hated being alone the most, so she kept walking up and up, and unknowingly she had arrived in front of the ninth floor.

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"How many floors have I already climbed?" Luo Qingshui lowered his head and counted his fingers, "One floor, two floors... This is already the ninth floor!"

"But, why is there nothing here? Isn't it said that there are mental spells? Why haven't I seen any of them?" She turned her head and looked around resentfully. It stands to reason that the ninth floor should list the top-grade mental spells on the ground level.

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But she can reach the ninth level, but she has no intention to choose her.

"Hey, there's an extra door here." Luo Qingshui, who was looking around, suddenly saw the purple-gold wooden door, but in Chen Yifan's world there was only one door that was the same as when he came in.

"There must be something good behind this door!" Luo Qingshui rubbed his hands excitedly and looked up and down around the purple-gold wooden door.

This door is cold to the touch and looks as hard as iron, with a metallic sheen on the outside.

"But how to open this door?" Luo Qingshui tried to open it the same way he opened the red lacquer door before, but the true energy could not enter at all. This door seemed to be airtight, with every gap.

Luo Qingshui blinked and took out the Dragon Song Sword in her hand. She had long forgotten Gu Qingling's reminder and started slashing at the wooden door. But no matter how hard she used or how many times she slashed, this

The door was closed tightly, not even a trace was left.

"Oh, oh, this heroine is exhausted." Luo Qingshui gasped in anger, "What kind of broken door is this! It can't be broken no matter how you cut it, just like the broken box of the Exorcist Pill!"

She remembered that when they faced the purple gold wooden box before, they also dealt with the box, but they were still helpless.

"Broken box!" When she thought of the Demon Expelling Pill, she suddenly remembered something.

Little White Snake once said that the reason why the Demon Expelling Pill can exorcise demons is because it contains the blood of the Red Spirit Snake, which means it can absorb blood.

Could the key to opening this door be blood? Just as Luo Qingshui was thinking about it, he lightly pricked his fingertip with the tip of his sword.

She dropped the blood droplet on the door, and a surprising scene happened. After the blood stained the wooden door, it didn't roll down, but it actually stood on the vertical surface!

The next second, the round drop of blood was completely absorbed by the purple gold wooden door. The thick wooden door only had a trace of scarlet color, and soon returned to its original appearance, as if the oil smoke could not enter.

"No, it's useless?" Luo Qingshui smashed her mouth in disappointment. She originally thought she had guessed it right!

"You can see for yourself whether it's useful or not." Just as Luo Qingshui was getting upset, a deep male voice suddenly came from behind her, as if she had just been awakened after sleeping for many years, with a little fatigue.

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"What's there to see?" Luo Qingshui still didn't realize why there were other people's voices in Tianqing Pavilion.

She turned her head dullly, but suddenly found that the floor that was originally surrounded by white light had changed. The room was obviously a lot darker. Except for the white light above the head, it looked more like an attic.

There are tables and chairs. There are wine cups and teacups. There are several open books on the desk, which are gently blowing in the wind. There is also a man in white sitting on the couch, his face is like the breeze, and his expression is peaceful.

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"Is this the tenth floor? This heroine is really so smart!" Luo Qingshui looked at the room in surprise and couldn't help but applaud herself. She who originally thought she had failed suddenly beamed with joy.

"Oh, by the way, uncle, who are you!" After praising himself, Luo Qingshui came back to his senses and saw the man who was meditating with his eyes closed.
Chapter completed!