The first thousand two hundred and ten chapters enter the Tianyi Pavilion again
The fifth floor of the Ai Ying Temple was extremely quiet at this time. Only beside the stone platform where the Immortal Killing Spear was located, a brilliant golden-blue light was like the sun, illuminating the surrounding area.
Liu Qinghuan seemed to be melting into the light, and his facial features were not clear. At the same time, the Immortal Killing Spear stood proudly in the stone, and the evil aura it released became heavier and heavier, making the entire space feel like it was filled with blood.
A silent contest was going on, and many Xuantian treasures quietly came to the edge of their own table, peered through the light shield, and whispered to the neighbors next to them.
"Do you think that person can conquer the Immortal Killer?"
"How is that possible! The Immortal Killer is one of the most powerful ones here. He is so bold as a Fusion Stage monk who dares to have the idea of killing the Immortal!"
"Hehehe, he must fail soon!"
"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe Immortal Killer may have taken a liking to him. I'll let him go a little bit and just go with him."
"Yeah, it makes sense. Look, he has lasted for so long and still hasn't failed..."
The Xuantian Treasures were talking enthusiastically when they saw the light over there gradually extinguished, and they immediately stopped talking. If they had eyes, they would definitely be wide-eyed at this moment.
Liu Qinghuan was still standing next to the stone platform. His eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened. With a push of his hand, he lifted up the gun embedded in the stone!
Liu Qinghuan had a look of shock on his face, as if he was in disbelief: It was successful?! He thought it was impossible, but in the end he relied solely on his willpower to hold on.
"Wow wow wow he took out the Immortal Killer, I don't believe it!"
"The Immortal Killer must have let the water fall!"
"Hey! If you choose me, I'll give in. Staying in this broken tower every day and being locked up will make me tired to death."
"That's nice to say, but when that person came to your stage just now, why were you hiding far away?"
"Didn't I just remember it..."
The quarrel brought Liu Qinghuan back to his senses. He tilted his head slightly and looked behind him.
Those Xuantian Zhibao who were still chattering one moment, turned off the power the next moment and moved back to the center of their own stone platform, making a serious look like "I am not watching or talking."
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and turned around, his eyes falling on the Immortal Killing Spear in his hand.
Most monks like swords and other magical weapons, but it is undeniable that since ancient times, there has been a spear known as the King of Weapons. It can attack at close range and defend when retreating. It is ruthless and sharp, brave and domineering. It is very popular among physical practitioners or war practitioners.
In most monk armies, guns are also used as an excellent weapon for charging into battle and launching large-scale battle formations.
This Immortal Killing Spear, after being pulled out of the stone, was a bit taller than Liu Qinghuan himself. The spear head was triangular, with a cold star flashing across the tip. It looked extremely sinister. The barrel of the spear was invisible.
What kind of material is it made of? It's so cold when you start it that you might not be able to pick it up if you don't have enough strength. The inscriptions on both sides are extremely weird, twisting and bulging like Qiu Zhangqiujin's blood. Liu Qinghuan has never seen it before?
He looked at it carefully again, and was a little unsure whether it was writing.
Perhaps because he reluctantly acknowledged him, the Immortal Killing Spear had already retracted all its evil energy and was quietly held by him.
After a long while, Liu Qinghuan finally looked at it enough, put it away with satisfaction, and left the Aiying Temple.
Outside the tower, Dantong was still waiting outside. When he saw him coming out, he immediately greeted him. He first swiped his hands and waist and then said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, have you found your favorite treasure?"
Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, nodded, and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the long wait."
Dantong laughed: "Okay, let's go down the mountain now."
The two went to say goodbye to the old man guarding the tower, but the old man kept his eyes closed and only waved his hand, and the Ai Ying Temple was closed again.
On the way down the mountain, Dantong seemed to casually ask about the situation in the Aiying Temple. In fact, he was just asking about the Xuantian treasure he had obtained and what party he was invited to attend.
"It's not easy for you, Daoist friend, to come back from Moyunya. I heard that the place is barren, bitter and cold. Why don't you relax and enjoy yourself now that you're back in Qingming? I happen to have a few friends who admire you very much for destroying the Demon City by yourself.
When I heard about your return, I ordered a table of wine at Zuixian Peak in the Nine Heavens. I just wonder if you can give me a favor?"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed: "Friend?"
"What worries do fellow Taoists have?" Dantong smiled and said, "Don't worry, they are all members of the Immortal Alliance, they just want to see you."
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and wondered why: "It's just that the war in the world is tense right now and there is a huge shortage of manpower. I have to go back to the academy next. I have some things to deal with and I really don't have time to attend the party."
Seeing that Dantong's expression was not good, he smiled again and said: "However, thanks to all the fellow Taoists, I would be rude not to drink this wine. Why don't you write it down and let's get together another day. I'll be the one to buy the wine then."
, you should apologize."
He had already said so, what else could Dantong say, so he could only smile and said: "Then it's a deal?"
“It’s a deal!”
After parting ways with each other at the foot of Dagushan Mountain, Liu Qinghuan turned around, his eyes becoming extremely cold and profound.
When drinking, you have to decide who you drink with. Drinking with a group of people with unknown intentions may change the taste of the wine. And the person who can really drink with him should have reached Qingming by this time.
Before entering the academy, Liu Qinghuan sent out a messenger to see if Yunzheng had arrived, and soon received a reply: Baoyue Peak, Yijuexuan.
Liu Qinghuan smiled and asked him to wait for a while, then turned and entered Banshan Academy.
I went to see Chun Li first. The other party was very happy to see him. He asked about Mo Yunya's situation. When he learned that he wanted to enter Tianyi Pavilion to look for some classics, he readily gave him the access to the pavilion.
make.
"Only the seventh floor is a secret place of the academy, and no one is allowed to enter without the permission of the dean. You can now enter the lower six floors. Of course, if you want to rub books, you still have to follow the rules of the library."
"I know." Liu Qinghuan said: "Use the academy's contribution points to transcribe classics, oh... I don't even know how many contribution points I have now."
"Let me check it for you." Chun Li said, taking out a book from his sleeve and tapping on it a few times: "Taoist Qinglin... Got it, here! Refining Taiyi Third Master for the academy
Dan, each furnace has a contribution value of 20 points, totaling 210 points; sent to Jiuyouyou Pass to complete a mission once, the contribution value is 200 points; sent to Moyunya, destroying the Demon City, you will get 2,000 points!"
Liu Qinghuan was stunned: "Refining the Furnace Pill only has twenty points of contribution value? Do you know how difficult it is to refine the Taiyi Third Master Pill? It takes more than half a year to make one furnace. And destroying the Demon City only gives you two thousand points. Our academy's
Is it so difficult to earn contribution value?”
"Are you satisfied?" Chun Li glared and said, "Do you know how many points other people get for a mission? Most of them are less than a hundred points! You can make a few furnaces of pills without having to provide the materials yourself, and you can get more than two hundred points.
It was worth it. Another mission happened to destroy Jiuyou's Seven Ultimate Magic Luck Pill plan, and I got another two hundred points. And the destruction of the magic city was a great achievement and had great influence. That's why the academy became
I’ll give you two thousand points at once.”
Liu Qinghuan touched his nose: "Okay, then how many contribution points will it cost to copy the classics in the library?"
The last time he entered Tianyi Pavilion, he was still a newcomer, so he could record a book for free. He didn't know how the rules in the book pavilion were calculated.
"It depends on which floor you are on. Below the second floor, each book has 100 points, the third and fourth floors have 300 points each, the fifth floor has 500 points, the sixth floor..." Chun Li suddenly smiled.
: "One thousand points per book!"
Liu Qinghuan looked at him speechlessly, and it took a long time to say: "Why don't you go and grab it?"
Chun Li glanced at him enigmatically and said flatly: "You know nothing! Do you think the classics in Tianyi Pavilion are those sold in stores outside? Every one of them is a peerless treasure, and some are even famous.
Are ancient monks’ training manuals or top-secret exercises expensive at one thousand points? No matter how many spiritual stones they spend, no one outside the academy will have a chance to take a look!"
"Oh..." Liu Qinghuan was speechless by what he said, so he had to say goodbye, and then went to Tianyi Pavilion and teleported directly to the sixth floor.
This trip back to the academy, he came here just for the book pavilion in the academy. The source of evil planted by Cizu is really stubborn. Even with Ji Shi's help, he still can't completely remove it. Now it is only temporarily locked.
That’s all.
If there is anywhere in the Three Thousand Worlds where we can find a way to crack the source of demons, the Book Pavilion of Banshan Academy is undoubtedly the most likely. There are countless classics here that are astonishing, but it is a bit hard to find.
Liu Qinghuan was a little confused. There were so many monks in Banshan Academy, but no one came to tidy up the library. Instead, they just left the classics here and there on the bookshelf, and the jade slips were randomly packed in boxes.
There are no categories.
Looking at the shelves full of messy books, Liu Qinghuan rolled up her sleeves and could only resign herself to flipping through one book after another.
"Nine Yin Tian Sword God's Ruins? Reversing the Great Five Elements of Confused Immortals? Tai Hao's True Secret!"
He somewhat understood why the transcripts of the classics on this level cost a thousand points. Each of these books was really a peerless treasure!
Liu Qinghuan felt more and more heartbroken every time he turned over a book. Thinking that his contribution was only enough to copy two books, he felt like he was sitting on a treasure trove but had to leave empty-handed.
Picking up another classic, Liu Qinghuan glanced at the title and didn't want to read any more, lest he feel even more heartbroken. However, when he saw the name signed, his hand suddenly stopped.