The first floor of the Sutra Pavilion is the largest among the five floors. It is filled with many books. Judging from the traces of time, these books were not created for a long time, and the classification is relatively messy, with low-level functions.
There are records of daily trivial matters, and even autobiographies of leaders of past dynasties...
After seeing that these were indeed insignificant things as Fu Sui said, Wang Teng lost interest in continuing to read.
then.
The group of people continued walking forward.
soon.
They came to the second floor.
Compared with the first level, there are much fewer classics in the second floor. The traces of time on those classics are also deeper and they were written longer. Most of these classics are still about exercises, and the rest are
It’s the history of the Snake Clan…
Wang Teng casually browsed for a while, and when he saw that the historical records here were almost the same as what Fu Sui had told him, he had no intention of reading any more.
leave.
Go to the third floor.
Compared with the second level, the number of classics on this level is less than half, with only a few dozens of volumes.
At this time.
Fu Sui's voice also sounded in his ears: "Sir, the method of refining the soul flag is placed on this floor..."
Said.
He waved his hand casually, and immediately, a jade slip flew out from an inconspicuous corner and landed in front of him. After picking up the jade slip, he handed it to Wang Teng without any hesitation.
Wang Teng took the jade slip and his consciousness was immersed in it.
Suddenly.
Unfamiliar scenes exploded in my mind. The first thing that appeared was a female cultivator with the head of a human and the body of a snake. She was sitting there calmly with her tail folded. There was no spiritual power fluctuation around her body, but she gave people a strange feeling.
A complete sense of oppression.
At first, she lowered her head.
suddenly.
As if she realized that the person who came to study this time was not a monk from the Ancient Snake Clan, the female cultivator's hand that was about to form a seal suddenly stopped, and then she suddenly raised her head and looked towards Wang Teng.
Her face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and Wang Teng couldn't see her clearly, but the sharp gaze was still projected on him through the blurred face.
Suddenly.
A strong crisis arose in my heart.
Wang Teng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: "Is this the female ancestor of the snake tribe... Hiss... Just a residual consciousness can make me feel the crisis, so... how strong must she be...
…”
At this moment, he could finally imagine how powerful the ancient snake clan was. He had a feeling that if the ancestor was still alive, then even if he tried his best, he would not be able to defeat her...
Too scary!
You know, with his current strength, he can walk sideways even in the fairy world...
In other words, the strength of this female ancestor is enough to instantly kill the strongest monks in the immortal world. Since she is so terrifying, how powerful must the Buzhou Continent that gave birth to her be?
So, how did Buzhou Continent, which was much higher than the Immortal Realm, decline?
Who destroyed it?
In addition, the Buzhou Continent is just one of the countless planes preached by that world, and it can be so powerful, so how terrifying must the background of that world be?
For a while.
Countless question marks appeared in Wang Teng's mind.
but.
No matter how powerful that realm was, he had no intention of retreating in his heart. Instead, he became more determined to conquer that realm and create an immortal legend...
then.
Facing the female nun's sharp gaze again, he not only did not dodge at all, but instead stared back at the unkind gaze.
"What a firm Taoist heart..."
An ethereal voice suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness.
Is it the ancestor?
Wang Teng raised his eyebrows, and was about to explain that he had no ill intentions towards the Ancient Snake Clan, but just wanted to observe the refining method of the Soul Flag, but before he could say anything, the ethereal voice sounded again.
This time, the voice was full of surprise: "I didn't expect that you could actually get his inheritance... That's all, although you are not from my clan, but since that person has recognized you, then my Dharma, inheritance
It’s okay for you to…”
As the words fell.
Wang Teng suddenly felt relaxed all over his body, as if the mountain pressing on his head had finally disappeared.
Take a look.
really.
The ancestor had put away his sharp gaze and was sorting out the materials needed to refine the soul flag with his head down. It seemed that he planned to continue teaching Wang Teng the refining method of the soul flag.
But Wang Teng was aroused by her words.
"Senior, does the person you just mentioned refer to the God of War who kills the sky? Do you know the God of War who kills the sky?"
Among the people he knew, the only one whose strength was comparable to that of the ancestor was the God of War. In addition, she also mentioned inheritance, so the first thing he thought of was the God of War.
but.
According to Fu Bing's description, the distance between Buzhou Continent and the Dark Realm spans hundreds of millions of light years. How did the two of them know each other with such a long distance?
Out of curiosity, he locked his eyes on the female cultivator, looking forward to her answer.
However.
However, she ignored Wang Teng and continued to keep her head down while sorting out the materials.
Wang Teng: "..."
Good guy!
He was actually ignored.
Since his rise, no one dared to ignore him anymore. However, he was not angry. After all, he was now asking for help from others.
then.
He spoke again: "Senior, do you really know the God of War of Killing Heaven? Senior..."
"Shut up!"
This time, before he could finish speaking, the ethereal voice sounded again. She didn't seem to want to answer Wang Teng's question, but she was extremely annoyed by him, so after a moment of silence, she spat out two words in annoyance.
One word: "Know."
However, Wang Teng was not dissatisfied with the female cultivator's attitude. Instead, he was a little happy. Being able to answer his questions showed that the phantom in front of him had its own consciousness.
Being conscious means being able to communicate.
He had previously learned from Fu Sui that the two ancestors of their clan were contemporaries with the envoys of that realm. Maybe he could also learn a lot about that realm from the ancestor's mouth.
Although he has obtained the inheritance of the Sky-Slaying War God, his current strength is still too weak. He cannot break many of the seals in the inheritance. Naturally, he cannot learn about that world through the memory of the Sky-Slaying War God...
then.
He spoke again: "Senior, can you tell me about that world?"
Female nun: "..."
Wang Teng: "It seems impossible. I understand. Those secrets are not something I can hear now, right? Then can you tell me about the God of War? For example, what level has his cultivation reached..."
Female nun: "..."
Wang Teng: "You can't say anything about the God of War? Then what can you say? Talk to me?"
The female nun remained silent.
She didn't even give Wang Teng a look, but judging from her dancing hands that were almost invisible, she must be very agitated at the moment.