The last excitement happened sixty years ago, when Qingshan Sword Shou Xiangque led his disciples to Tianchi Mountain.
Then, sixty years later, Qingshan became lively again because Xiang Que went to the fifth floor of the Scripture Pavilion.
The last time someone went to the Sutra Pavilion on the fifth floor was when Senior Brother Lin Chaoyang was in retreat to reach the top of Xuying. At that time, he was in the later stage of asking the gods.
Many Qingshan disciples came to the Sutra Pavilion. Almost everyone was standing from the top of the mountain to the bottom. They looked eagerly at the fifth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
Because according to legend, there are many heaven-defying swordsmanships there, and at worst, they can only be learned in the late stage of Wen Shen.
But that's not the most important thing. There is a restriction on the door leading to the fifth floor of the Sutra Pavilion, which is equivalent to the level of a swordsman in the Xuying realm. The past is the past, and if you can't get past it, you will at least be severely damaged.
Therefore, the Qingshan Sect restricts its disciples from entering the Scripture Pavilion because there are restrictions on each floor. If you are strong enough and you can do it, you can get in.
No, I'll come back with serious injuries.
If you persist any longer, you may die inside, without even a chance to retreat.
Therefore, Master Taoyuan told Xiang Que that you can start reading books from the fourth level, because that is a prohibition in the later stage of Wen Shen, so it was no problem for him.
The disciples in Qingshan were all whispering, and the seniors and sisters in Xitang Peak were all chirping, "Little Master Uncle, little Master Uncle, not only is he good-looking, but he is also very strong."
Then Chi Cheng and Xu Jin felt aggrieved again. They couldn't help but say that this person is too high-profile. He just wants to show off for nothing, why can't he be more reserved? If Xiang Que's prestige in Qingshan continues like this,
It will definitely get higher and higher.
Chi Cheng said with a cold face: "What can I do? I still can't pass the realm of Xu Ying..."
In the Sutra Pavilion on the fifth floor, the collection of books is relatively small. There are only two rows of shelves with some scattered books and bamboo slips. Xiang Que took a cursory glance and found that there were probably dozens of books.
He scratched his head and started, walked for a long time and read for a long time, and finally reached out and took out a book, and saw a few simple big characters written on the cover.
"A Sword to the Sky"
This booklet is a sword manual, and as it says on the cover, there is only one sword technique in the whole book, which is called Chaotian Yijian.
Xiang Que curiously looked through it, and after a few glances he couldn't help but marvel in his heart. This sword facing the sky is really domineering. If it can be mastered, this sword will almost be stronger than the sword fired with full force by the Nine-Character Sword Art.
, even more than that.
Xiang Que put the booklet in his arms. The swordsmanship with only one move was very suitable for him. After all, it would not be that troublesome to practice and it would suit his appetite.
Going down, he looked through almost all of the sutra pavilion on the fifth floor, but after reading it, he felt a little disappointed. Except for this book, "One Sword to the Sky," the other swordsmanship techniques were very exciting, but for him
But it's a bit tasteless and doesn't have any amazing feeling at all.
Xiang Quehui’s spells are not too many, but they are definitely the essence. The spells from Gujingguan Molu Mountain, if they can’t even compare to the collection of books in the fifth floor Sutra Pavilion of Qingshan Sect, can Molu Mountain still be called Molu Mountain?
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Xiang Que then looked at the sixth floor of the Jing Pavilion. This time it was far different from last time, because Xiang Que clearly noticed the restrictions on the door, and even felt a sense of crisis.
When he passed the fifth floor, he had already figured out that the portal restriction of Qingshan Zongjing Pavilion was equivalent to a full blow from a master. At least a piece of it was cut off like he just did, or at worst it was cut off on the spot.
There were not many serious injuries.
Xiang Que made a rough estimate of the restrictions on the portal just now, and he felt that the restrictions on this level might be equivalent to Xu Ying's next level, around the out-of-body stage.
"Wealth is sought in danger. On the fifth floor, there is only one book facing the sky and a sword that is still eye-catching. The good things are obviously on the two floors above... If you can't let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf."
Xiang Que didn't think too much, and it took only three or two minutes to make up his mind, and then came to the stairs on the sixth floor.
At this time, as soon as he stood up, his hair was blown loudly, his green shirt started to shake, and the sword energy in front of him was surging.
The sword energy passed through the window on the fifth floor, and then flew outside. On a towering tree in the distance at the top of the mountain, the branches and leaves were all broken, and the fracture was very smooth, as if someone had cut it with a sword.
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Xu Jin's expression changed drastically and he said, "Is he looking for death?"
Old Man Taoyuan frowned deeply, wanting to say "overestimating one's own capabilities", but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips, and then silently raised his head.
There was silence in front of the Jing Pavilion. Many people's hearts were beating loudly. Zhang Hengheng, Xiang An and others held their breaths.
A powerful blow from a strong man in the out-of-body stage would almost certainly kill Xu Ying and below. Unless there was some treasure on his body to block it, it would be absolutely difficult to escape. But when Xiang Que entered, everyone saw it. He didn't even have the sword.
I didn't bring anything with me, so I walked in almost naked.
In the Jing Pavilion, in front of the door on the sixth floor, Xiang Que took a step and stepped on the stairs.
In an instant, a sword cry was heard throughout the Sutra Pavilion.
Several strands of Xiang Que's floating long hair were cut off, and his clothes were covered with sword slashes. The powerful sword energy almost enveloped his entire body, and then brutally tortured him.
At this moment, Xiang Que instantly circulated all the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea in his body, and then it came out. At this time, Xiang Que was surrounded by a layer of majestic spiritual energy, protecting him firmly.
It's inside.
"Tick-tock" a wisp of blood slipped from his face and dripped on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Xiang Que's face was crisscrossed with several cuts, and his expression looked extremely ferocious.
"Plop" Xiang Que's body hit the stairs heavily, and he was still gasping for air.
At the same time, on the hillside outside the Jing Pavilion, it seemed like it was raining leaves. Countless leaves sprinkled down one after another, flying all over the sky.
After a long time, Xiang Que spat out a stream of blood foam from his mouth. He wiped the corners of his mouth. The people around him were quiet, the sword energy was no longer there, and the others had walked into the sixth floor of the Scripture Pavilion safely and soundly.
As a result, all the fallen leaves outside have also fallen.
There are very few books on the sixth floor of the Sutra Pavilion. They are scattered on a table. There are probably about a dozen books, but they are quite far away. Xiang Que can clearly feel that there seems to be something in those exercises.
A sharp smell.
Xiang Que breathed for about as long as a stick of incense, feeling that his strength had recovered a lot, and then he staggered towards the table. The closer he got, the stronger the feeling he had before.