Xu Qingyun looked up and saw a majestic and majestic pavilion standing in the Snow Mountain Holy Land. It was the Scripture Collection Pavilion in the Snow Mountain Holy Land. There were countless scriptures on the Snow Mountain Holy Land's martial arts, spiritual techniques, etc. inside.
Xu Qingyun's assigned job was to clean the Sutra Pavilion and sort out the exercises books.
When Xu Qingyun stepped into the Sutra Pavilion, it was a different world.
The interior of the pavilion is like being in a world of ice and snow. The entire space is carved by ice crystals. Light is transmitted from the crystal-clear walls, reflecting colorful light. The ground is covered with snow-white ice and snow crystals, which make a crisp sound when stepped on.
The surrounding walls are inlaid with gems condensed in the ice and snow, and the lights of various colors intertwine, which is really beautiful. There are also some murals on the walls, which are exquisite pictures of mountains and rivers, as well as the heroic deeds of the sect leaders of the past dynasties.
These murals seem to come alive, the characters in them move vividly, and the pictures are lifelike, as if they can jump out of the scroll at any time.
In the center of the pavilion, a huge ice and snow sculpture stands, depicting a graceful and elegant woman holding a scroll of scriptures with a solemn expression. This is the founding ancestor of the Snow Mountain Holy Land, who is respectfully known as
The existence of "Snow Mountain Saint Ancestor".
Around the sculpture, there are circles of ice tables filled with ancient books and scrolls, each of which exudes a faint fragrance.
There are statues of this master in many places in the Snow Mountain Holy Land.
Xu Qingyun stepped into it and felt a cold breath penetrate into his skin, as if it had washed away the troubles of the world, leaving him clear-minded and full of thoughts.
There seems to be some kind of magical formation in this Sutra Pavilion, which can allow people to calm down and better read and understand the Kung Fu books.
Because Xu Qingyun arrived very early, he did not see other Snow Mountain disciples at this moment.
He seems to be the first person to come to the Sutra Pavilion today.
The entire Sutra Pavilion has four floors. Xu Qingyun is still only an outer disciple of the Snow Mountain Holy Land, so he entered the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
The second and third levels can only be entered by inner disciples and core disciples, while the fourth level can only be entered by master or above.
Xu Qingyun's eyes suddenly caught sight of a mysterious old woman on one side, with a restrained aura. She was lowering her head and quietly reading a scroll.
Xu Qingyun slowly approached this inconspicuous old woman and bowed respectfully.
"Disciple Xu Qingluan, I have met the second elder!"
"I am the disciple assigned to clean up today."
The old woman just raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Xu Qingluan, but did not speak.
It turns out that this old woman is the second elder of the Snow Mountain Holy Land. She is in charge of the Sutra Pavilion and is the boss here.
Xu Qingyun didn't care about the second elder's attitude, and soon he started working.
Cleaning the Sutra Pavilion is a very easy job, at least for Xu Qingyun.
The spiritual energy in the body is running, controlling several sets of cleaning tools at the same time, going back and forth, as if several people are cleaning at the same time.
Xu Qingyun was very fast. In about half an hour, he cleaned the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, making it almost spotless.
After observing carefully for a while, Xu Qingyun nodded with satisfaction.
Xu Qingyun was about to go up to the second floor to clean, when the second elder who had been silent finally spoke.
"You are an outer disciple. You don't know that you can't go up to the second floor."
"I know, but I'm here to clean." Xu Qingyun looked at the second elder and said.
"There are other disciples who will clean the second floor. You don't have to clean it. You only need to be responsible for the first floor." The second elder said in a cold tone.
Xu Qingyun thought to himself, then he would have nothing to do.
At this time, the second elder pointed to the somewhat messy book box on one side and said, "Please return all these Kung Fu books to their original places."
"After doing this, your work is over for today!"
Xu Qingyun glanced at the pile of Kung Fu books and nodded slightly.
These should be the martial arts and spiritual skills that have been loaned out by the Snow Mountain disciples. Xu Qingyun needs to put them back to their original positions.
Sometimes, Xu Qingyun felt that this Scripture Collection Pavilion was actually similar to the library in his original world.
It took about half an hour for Xu Qingyun to put all the hundreds of books back into their original places.
Each classic has a corresponding storage location, so it is not difficult to find it.
At this time, the door of the Sutra Pavilion was opened, and a Snow Saint disciple walked in from the outside.
This is also the first Snow Mountain disciple other than Xu Qingyun to come to the Sutra Pavilion today.
Not only that, Xu Qingyun also discovered that he knew the person coming.
"Junior Sister Qingluan, you really worked hard. Did you come to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion to study so early?"
Qin Yuying looked at Xu Qingyun in surprise and said.
That's right, the person who came was none other than Qin Yuying, the senior sister Xu Qingyun was familiar with.
"Sister Qin, no, I was assigned to clean the Sutra Pavilion." Xu Qingyun looked at Qin Yuying and explained.
When Qin Yuying heard this, she was slightly startled, and then said with a smile: "Junior Sister Qingluan, it seems that my master is very kind to you and has arranged a relatively easy job for you."
Wen Ren Hanyu is Qin Yuying's master. Qin Yuying naturally knows that Wen Ren Hanyu is teaching Xu Qingyun and the others and is their current teacher.
"Yes, the third elder is very kind to me." Xu Qingyun also said with a smile.
"Junior sister, please do your work first. I'll come to the Sutra Pavilion to look for some information."
After Qin Yuying said this, she greeted the second elder and went up to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, or possibly the third floor. Qin Yuying was now a core disciple and qualified to go to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
Xu Qingyun is actually finished.
The second elder raised his head at this time, looked at Xu Qingyun, and said to him: "Your teacher arranged for you to work in the Sutra Pavilion, not only for you to clean. He also hopes that you can study more in the Sutra Pavilion. The first floor here
All the Kung Fu books and spiritual skills...you can read them."
"You can borrow them if you need to. With your disciple status token, you can borrow ten classics at a time. They must be returned within one month. If you fail to return them after the due date, your points will be deducted."
After saying this, the second elder continued to read the scriptures in his hands and ignored Xu Qingyun.
Xu Qingyun thanked the second elder.
In fact, there is no need for the second elder to tell Xu Qingyun that he is also planning to take a look at the classics in the Sutra Pavilion.
Not to mention those martial arts and spiritual skills, when Xu Qingyun was cleaning some classics just now, he saw the names of the classics and was quite interested in them.
Xu Qingyun first selected ten books that interested him, and his mood gradually calmed down. He integrated himself into them, read them carefully and quickly, and thought about the meaning of martial arts, practice and life with those thousands of years of practitioners.
The environment here seems to be able to purify and concentrate people's soul, making it easy to enter a state of selflessness and improve their mood.
Time passed. I don’t know how long it had passed. Xu Qingyun suddenly raised his head and looked at the ice and snow sculpture. The ancestor of the Snow Mountain Holy Land - the Snow Mountain Saint Ancestor, seemed to be able to feel the soul of the founder of the sect watching him and conveying the message.
A profound wisdom.
Xu Qingyun shook his head, maybe it was his own illusion, this was just a more realistic statue.