Chapter 332 What the hell is going on in this world
"Is there anything else?" Now that he had broken his face, Zhong Wen no longer had any scruples and said bluntly, "If nothing happens, please give way and don't disturb me from studying my knowledge."
Jian Canglan's face turned red and white for a while, wanting to step forward and teach Zhong Wen a lesson, but considering that this was Jian Qingmei's jurisdiction, it was inconvenient for him to get angry, so he hesitated for a moment.
"Brother Canglan, what's going on?" The sound of the two arguing finally attracted the attention of other elders on the eighth floor. One of them was quite familiar with Jian Canglan and couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Xinchen, you come to judge." Jian Canglan saw someone coming to ask, like a drowning man grabbing a straw, he quickly grabbed the elder named Jian Xinchen and talked, "This kid doesn't know who he is.
Whose disciple did not study the books carefully in the Sutra Pavilion, but just looked at them all the time, and in just a few hours, he has read thousands of spiritual skills."
"I see. No wonder Brother Canglan is so angry." Jian Xinchen tried to persuade him, "Young people are bound to be impatient. Brother Canglan, there is no need to get angry. Just give him a lesson."
"Brother Xinchen doesn't know something." Jian Canglan vomited bitterness like a resentful woman, "This kid has an arrogant attitude and is stubborn. He even said something back to him."
"There are actually disciples in our Tianjian Villa who dare to be disrespectful to you?" Jian Xinchen was surprised and couldn't help but look at Zhong Wen, "Little guy, whose sect are you?"
"This senior has invited me."
Zhong Wen saw that there were more and more people eating melons, and he knew it was hard to do good, so he simply put on an aggrieved look and said, "I am not a disciple of Tianjian Villa. I just have the permission of the saint to read ten books in the Sutra Pavilion."
Two hours later, I was reading a book, but unexpectedly, the elder Jian Canglan was entangled in all kinds of ways, making it difficult to concentrate, and a dispute broke out."
"So he's not a disciple of the village." Jian Xinchen suddenly realized, turned to look at Jian Canglan and said, "Brother Canglan, since he is a guest, let him go."
"It turns out that you are a member of another Holy Land disciple, so of course I can't control you." Jian Canglan was stunned, but his expression remained stern, "It's just that your elders were able to get twelve hours from the saint, and they paid a lot of price. You
It is unreasonable to waste it so wantonly without cherishing it properly."
Now, even Jian Xinchen, who kindly came to mediate, felt that he was losing face.
Why do you care so much about other people's disciples?
Even though he had a good relationship with Jian Canglan, he still couldn't help but secretly slander him.
"I'm just reading a book, why am I wasting my time?" Zhong Wen was interrupted twice by Jian Canglan from "sweeping goods". Even though he knew he had no ill intentions, he still couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, "But you're not bothering me here.
Damn, I wasted a lot of time in vain."
"You kid, you still want to quibble. Just reading a book twice is called reading a book well?" Jian Canglan became stubborn and retorted loudly, "What can you tell by looking at the book like this?"
"You old man, you really are sitting in a well and looking at the sky." Zhong Wen also lost his temper and retorted, "It's just a book called 'Golden Snake Sword Technique', why do you have to read it all day long? I don't know how you learned the ancient sacred texts.
Yes, I am afraid that the position of the examiner elder was not bought with money?"
As soon as this statement came out, the expressions of all the melon-eating people around him changed.
Even the relatively mild-tempered Jian Xinchen couldn't help but shout: "Little guy, be careful what you say!"
Jian Canglan's face turned livid with anger, and he pointed at Zhong Wen with his trembling right hand: "Arrogant boy, I want to see how great your attainments in divine literature are!"
After that, he pulled out a spiritual skill book from the bookshelf beside him and threw it in front of Zhong Wen: "Don't you only need to read a book twice? Come on, let's take a look at what this book is about.
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"You want to humiliate yourself, it doesn't matter at all?" At this point, Zhong Wen calmed down and deliberately teased Jian Canglan, "You just wasted so much time in vain, how should you calculate it?"
"If you really have such high attainments in divine literature, I will personally request the saint to let you stay in the library for one more day." Jian Canglan only said that he was looking for an excuse, and decisively cut off his retreat.
Jian Xinchen saw that he was so hot-headed that he was actually angry with a young man. He was really angry and funny. He wanted to dissuade him, but in the end he did not speak. He just shook his head and sighed, and took a few steps back.
"It's a deal." Seeing him take the bait, Zhong Wen smiled slightly, reached for the book, and flipped through it from beginning to end at a very fast speed, "This spiritual skill is called the 'Zhaoyang Divine Sword'. If you practice it to the
Dacheng, every sword strike will bring the power of scorching sunlight, which can hurt the enemy invisible."
Jian Canglan heard Zhong Wen's eloquent words and was about to ridicule him for just looking at the name of the sword technique and then making nonsense of it.
However, before he could speak, Zhong Wen saw Zhong Wen take out a sword from nowhere, and while explaining the contents of the book, he began to make gestures on the spot: "The first sword technique, 'Mountains, Rivers and Sunshine', is to use a long sword to straighten
When attacking the enemy's lower three routes, pay attention to..."
The surrounding melon-eaters were skeptical at first, but the more they heard about it, the more surprised they became.
One of the elders suddenly sighed and said: "It's really the 'Zhaoyang Divine Sword'. I studied hard for twenty days to learn this sword technique. I didn't expect that he would understand it just by looking at it twice."
You are more thorough than me. I just gave two solutions, which really taught people a lot."
How, how is it possible!
When the elder's words reached Jian Canglan's ears, they were like thunder from the sky.
His face was earth-colored, and he kept mumbling to himself, completely unable to understand the strange scene in front of him.
"That's probably it." Zhong Wen finished describing a set of sword techniques, looked at Jian Canglan and said, "Old man Canglan, I wonder if I understand this correctly?"
"Um? Oh, it's not bad." Jian Canglan finally came to his senses and hesitated for a long time. Then he suddenly pulled out another book on spiritual skills from the bookshelf, "Maybe you have practiced this sword technique before.
?Try one more book before it counts."
After all, he had a high position, so he felt a little embarrassed when he said the words, and added: "If you can interpret this spiritual skill after just two glances, I will make the decision to let you stay in the Sutra Pavilion for two more days.
,how?"
"Okay!" Zhong Wen sighed, took out the spiritual skills book again, and started flipping through it.
The entire eighth floor of the Sutra Pavilion was completely silent, except for the sound of turning pages and the faint sound of breathing.
The melon-eating crowd, who originally had the attitude of watching the excitement, looked attentively and stared at Zhong Wen nervously, not daring to move their eyes for a moment.
"This magical skill is called the 'Shocking Sword Technique'." After only a few dozen breaths, Zhong Wen put down the book in his hand and said slowly, "Once mastered, the sword moves can resonate with the air and emit a breathtaking sound.
The loud noise, the first move..."
"Jingshen Sword Technique?" Jian Xinchen said to an elder beside him, "Junior Brother Qingfeng, it seems that your major is this sword technique. Does this young man understand it correctly?"
However, the elder Jian Qingfeng whom he asked ignored him and just stared at Zhong Wen with all his attention. His eyes were shining, he nodded frequently, and said "I see" from time to time, as if he was excited as if he had found a treasure.
look.
Judging from his appearance, Jian Xinchen didn't know that Zhong Wen's interpretation of swordsmanship was probably more thorough than this junior brother who had been immersed in it for many years.
After finishing the book "Shocking Sword Art", Zhong Wen stood up and put away his sword. He said nothing and just looked at Jian Canglan coldly.
"Try another one."
Jian Canglan looked at him for a long time, then suddenly pulled out another book of spiritual skills and said loudly, "If you can decipher this book, I will use resources to let you go to the twelfth floor of the Sutra Pavilion!"
At this time, he no longer thought about how to defeat Zhong Wen. Instead, he became curious and wanted to see if the young man in white was really capable of deciphering all the secret books in the Sutra Pavilion.
"I heard that this is the territory of Senior Jian Qingmei," Zhong Wen said doubtfully, "Do you have such authority?"
The twelfth floor of the Sutra Pavilion was quite attractive to Zhong Wen, but he always felt that the old man in front of him was unreliable and might not be able to fulfill his promise.
"In Tianjian Villa, all elders who have entered the Taoist Spiritual Master level are eligible to enter the twelfth floor of the Sutra Pavilion for three hours every year." Jian Canglan was despised by him and said with a red neck, "If you can still succeed,
I will give these three hours to you."
"Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly try another book." Zhong Wen suddenly felt that the old man was no longer an obstacle, but like a welfare giver, and he took the secret book with a smile.
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When Jian Qingmei appeared on the eighth floor, he was startled by the sight in front of him.
I saw that near a row of bookshelves on the outside, there were people on three levels inside and three outside. They were all watching the circle attentively.
No wonder the lower two floors were empty, as everyone came to this floor.
Jian Qingmei suddenly understood, and finally understood why there was not even a shadow of a person on the sixth and seventh floors of the Sutra Pavilion.
Listening to the familiar voice in the circle, Jian Qingmei ducked into the crowd and found Zhong Wen who was waving a sword and speaking loudly.
"Senior Brother Xinchen, what's going on?" Jian Qingmei glanced around and saw the good-tempered Jian Xinchen.
"Junior Sister Qingmei." Jian Xinchen turned around, his eyes full of excitement, "Do you know where this young man came from? It's amazing, it's really amazing!"
"Are you talking about Zhong Wen?" Jian Qingmei glanced at Zhong Wen surrounded by the crowd and asked curiously, "What did he do again?"
"This 'Unfeeling Sword' is probably like this." Before Jian Xinchen could answer, Zhong Wen said, "I wonder what the elder Zhongyuan thinks?"
"Little brother, you are indeed amazing. I am convinced." The Holy Land elder named "Jian Zhongyuan" nodded repeatedly and said in an excited tone, "These three hours of mine are yours too."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zhong Wen said with a smile, "If there is nothing else, then I will go downstairs..."
"Little brother, don't leave in a hurry!"
"Explain this book again!"
"This book, only if you can crack this "Seven Absolute Swords of the True Spirit" can you be considered a real skill!"
"What's so difficult about your book on breaking spiritual skills? Don't waste your little brother's time. It's only right to read my book "Heart-Breaking Sword"!"
Jian Qing raised her eyebrows and covered her lips with her bare hands, watching in surprise as Jian Xinchen, who was chatting enthusiastically just a moment ago, suddenly abandoned himself and squeezed into the crowd, waving a volume of "Three Immortals Sword Techniques" in his hand, with a "choice" expression on his face.
Me, choose me" enthusiastic expression.
"Everyone, I have saved twenty-four hours for the qualifications to enter the twelfth floor." Zhong Wen scratched his head and said, "I really can't use that much."
"Little brother, look at me, this 'Flaming Dragon Sword' is made from 'Endless Flame Iron' and other seven or forty-nine kinds of rare ores. If you use it to perform fire-based exercises and spiritual skills,
The absolute power is doubled." An elder was alert and reacted instantly, "If you can solve this "Starry Sky Sword Art", I will give you the "Flaming Dragon Sword" as a gift. How about it?"
"The sword in my little brother's hand is also of extraordinary quality. Why do you need this 'Flaming Dragon Sword' to make things better?" Another elder retorted, "Little brother, don't listen to him. As long as you crack this "Phantom Invisible Sword"
"How about you browse through the other 1,200 volumes of classical books collected in my home?"
"Just browsing? You are really stingy," another elder interrupted, "Little brother, if you can crack the "Qiankui Sword Technique", I will hand over the eight hundred volumes of classical books collected at home!
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"Little brother……"
Seeing the crowd of holy land elders chattering in front of him like crazy, Jian Qing's eyebrows were dumbfounded and horrified. He had no idea what was going on in this world.