There is a silver dragon-like waterfall next to Lingshan Mountain. Huge whistling sounds come from time to time, and the scene is spectacular.
Tang Xuanming strode into it and found that Butian Pavilion was far richer than she imagined.
Lingshan did not refer to the one he saw from the outside, but a continuous one. There were dozens of Lingshan mountains that were all shining in the sun, with brilliant rays of light.
An ancient and magnificent building stands in the center. The long years have naturally given it a simple and elegant atmosphere. It has experienced many winds, frosts, rains and snows since ancient times.
Just like an octogenarian, he doesn't need to tell the story of his vicissitudes. The criss-crossing wrinkles on his face can make people see his antiquity.
Tang Xuanming climbed up the stairs without appearing restrained or uneasy.
He is now a high-end version of the young Emperor Huangtian. His strength and realm exceed that of Emperor Huangtian of the same level, and he is even younger than Emperor Huangtian.
His future strength and potential are terrifying, so he is not worried at all that Butian Pavilion will not accept him.
The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Butian Pavilion is huge. It is more like a huge city than a Buddhist Scripture Pavilion.
It has been passed down from ancient times to the present, and no one knows how many winds, frosts, rains, and snows it has experienced, and time cannot erase it.
There are indelible bone patterns and imprints on its interior, and the walls are made of huge stones. Compared with the primitive and rough style in the stone village, the walls of the Sutra Pavilion are ancient and orderly, like an ancient picture scroll.
It opens in front of people, giving people a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity while also being civilized.
It's completely different from Ishimura's primitive and chaotic style.
The tiles above the Sutra Pavilion are all golden, as if it were a palace for immortal gods to live in.
In the sunlight, golden light shines.
"Sutra Pavilion!"
Tang Xuanming smacked his eyes, feeling inexplicably expecting something in his heart.
In any world, a place with the name of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not simple, but now, he entered here easily.
The surrounding ancient trees and the aroma of real elixirs all indicate that this is the real powerhouse of Butian Pavilion.
Tang Xuanming stopped in front of the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and was blocked by a bright light curtain. There was a powerful and terrifying restriction there, much stronger than the restriction at the gate of Butian Pavilion.
Tang Xuanming's own spiritual sense warned him that if he tried to force his way in, he would die.
"My little friend is the wild Supreme?"
An old man with messy hair and sleepy eyes stood up from the wicker chair at the door of Butian Pavilion.
"I'm not wild."
Tang Xuanming retorted.
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Tang Xuanming for a while, nodded with a smile and said: "Well, it is indeed wild. The supreme art in the body cannot be faked. You can go in, and everything in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is open to you."
If ordinary people heard such news, they would have gone crazy with excitement, but Tang Xuanming, who often wandered in the library, was not so excited. She tilted her head and asked: "Where are the most powerful and useful treasures?"
Where? I can’t swim and I don’t want to swim in the ocean of knowledge.”
The old man was stunned by Tang Xuanming's joke, but with his knowledge, he quickly reacted, shook his head and said with a smile: "It makes sense not to tell you the classification. The most powerful treasure requires corresponding bone pattern support.
, if there is no support from the vast knowledge.
Even if you master the best treasure technique in the world, you still can't identify and use it. The more powerful the treasure technique, the more bone patterns it needs to be mobilized. The top treasure technique is not what you can understand now."
Tang Xuanming frowned and said nothing more.
His strength is getting stronger and stronger, his energy and energy are getting more and more abundant, and the memories that once faded in his mind are becoming clearer and clearer.
I know that Emperor Huang Tian was treated in the same way when he came to Butian Pavilion. No one gave him special guidance or taught him where to find the most top-notch and powerful magical skills.
Now the old man at the Sutra Pavilion is willing to give him some advice. Compared to Emperor Huangtian, his treatment is good enough.
"Forget it, I lack the foundation. It would be good to supplement the basic knowledge in the Sutra Pavilion."
Tang Xuanming walked directly into the Scripture Collection Pavilion, and then his eyes were dazzled.
Row after row of bookshelves and bone books one after another were placed in front of him.
Each bone book had runes flowing around it, exuding a unique luster that made his eyes dazzle.
In the past, he only needed to look up a small amount of information when he went to the library, but now he had to read all the books in the entire Scripture Collection Pavilion, which gave him a headache just thinking about it.
A normal person would collapse in this situation, but Tang Xuanming's lips curved into a smile.
He directly picked up the bone book closest to his hand and looked at it at a glance.
Reading the Bone Book is like turning the pages of a book without stopping.
His powerful spiritual mind can support him to do this, but he can read a bone book in just one breath.
"It's about basic introductory bone pattern knowledge, it's not very in-depth."
Although Tang Xuanming did not understand the powerful cultivation methods, he had a strong understanding of the original true explanation. The original true explanation is the most top magical skill in the world, not limited to any form.
Reading these bone scripts based on the original true interpretation can be understood in a matter of minutes.
Unlike the young Emperor Huang Tian who had never seen a top powerhouse fight, Tang Xue Xuanming had an ancient soul buried in his young body. In the world of the Tomb of Gods, he had seen top powerhouses and knew the corresponding realms and understood them.
corresponding rules.
Therefore, it becomes simpler and easier for him to understand the original true solution, and his understanding becomes deeper.
"Crash!"
The wind even blew while the bone books were being turned over. That was because Tang Xuanming was so fast. He could read and understand these bone books faster than anyone else.
Just like someone who has learned mathematical formulas and answers the questions, it is easy and natural.
The old man with messy hair who was guarding the Scripture Pavilion at the door frowned and murmured: "What's going on? Is he so impatient that he can't read a single book?"
Tang Xuanming browsed faster and faster, and became more and more excited. Most of the bone books collected by Zeng Ge came from ancient relics or some powerful ferocious beasts, and some even came from pure-blooded mythical beasts.
It was the innate magical powers of these ancient relics and mythical beasts. For Tang Xuanming, who had read the original true explanation and had no corresponding attack methods, it was as if someone had taught him the mass-energy formula for making nuclear bombs: E=m*c^2.
But having this formula does not mean that he can directly create a nuclear bomb. He also needs the corresponding materials and technology.
And now Tang Xuanming's original true solution is that formula, and the vast and smoke-like bone books in the Butian Pavilion's Sutra Collection Pavilion are that technology and material.