Coming!

Because the time acceleration was not turned off, when Lin Tuo's right hand passed through the isolation cover, it immediately turned into a "virtual state". At the same time, the clone also separated from the palm.

Light and shadow change, the sun sets, the stars move.

Although this was not his first time walking in a virtual state, Lin Tuo still had the illusion of falling into a kaleidoscope when he fell towards the southern mountains.

After a while, the tiny mountain range expanded.

Lin Tuo also used those particularly eye-catching, numerous, rising ether lines to accurately locate the location of Tiandao Sect.

As a sect founded by Wang Xundao, it stands in the south, stands in triplicate with the Shengguo Cultivation Academy in the north and the Demon City in the southwest, and vaguely occupies the first place.

His sect is far away from the world, standing in the southern mountains. Only at the foot of the mountains are scattered villages and towns. The clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist, giving it a fairyland scene.

When the virtual Lin Tuo fell from the sky and stood at the foot of the sect's mountain, no one noticed his existence.

Lin Tuo happily stepped forward, and saw sometimes the sun was shining overhead, sometimes the stars were bright, sometimes it was hazy with mist and rain, and there were people walking from time to time on the not-so-wide mountain road.

From the frequency, it is easy to tell that the sect does not have much communication with the outside world.

It's just because it's accelerating that it seems more lively.

Walking through the porch and walking along the stone steps, Lin Tuo looked at everything around him with interest.

At this time, the passage of time was no longer too fast. In his eyes, it was like walking in a fast-forwarding movie.

Stepping onto the inner platform, you can see disciples meditating, practicing martial arts, or fighting and sparring in the square.

At a cursory glance, there were actually hundreds of people, and there were sect elders in blue shirts nearby to guide them.

Unfortunately, there is almost no sound during acceleration.

Lin Tuo looked at it for a while, then turned around and continued forward.

…

That's when he left.

Tiandao Sect, on the training platform in the square.

"Hey, do you have a feeling?" A young man who was sitting cross-legged and meditating couldn't help but asked.

"What?"

"That strange feeling of gaze seemed to have disappeared just now."

"Is that what you said a few months ago, that feeling of being watched?" A companion next to him laughed, "The elders said that there was nothing found. It is obviously your illusion."

The young man argued: "I obviously feel it. Someone has been watching here for a long time..."

As he spoke, his tone was not very firm.

The other teenagers even laughed kindly.

…

Climbing up the stairs and passing through the second porch, there are more antique palaces all around. Different houses have different functions.

There were far fewer monks here. Lin Tuo walked forward leisurely with his hands behind his back, looking from room to room.

When we arrived at the main hall in the center, we looked up and saw a pair of characters hanging on the wall of the main hall.

"The way of heaven."

In the middle of the main hall, there is a huge word "Tiandao".

As Lin Tuo looked at it, he could vaguely sense the majesty and solemnity revealed in the gestures of the words. This feeling was extremely strange, as if it was contaminated with the spirit of the writer.

Looking carefully, Lin Tuo's eyes brightened slightly and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He discovered that the background of the scroll was vaguely painted with silver powder to depict a complex pattern, which was a magic model hidden in the three volumes of the "Book of Heaven" taught by him.

In essence, it is just a "messaging pattern", but with many useless details added.

He once vaguely mentioned in the "Book of Heaven" that infusing or visualizing this Dao pattern with vitality can connect to Haotian's will. If this world encounters an irresistible disaster, you can try to call "Haotian".

This can be regarded as a safety valve he left behind.

But he didn't expect that Tiandao Sect would paint it in the main hall, which made Lin Tuo somewhat interesting.

Shaking his head, Lin Tuo stopped staying any longer and turned towards a building he had already locked onto.

"Collection Pavilion."

Following the words on the plaque, the virtual Lin Tuo walked straight into the palace that contained all the sect's techniques.

And swaggered in under the empty gaze of the gatekeeper.

"There are only martial arts and moves on the first floor? It seems that the important classics are still upstairs."

Lin Tuo glanced briefly and found that the bookshelf on the first floor was filled with various sword manuals and boxing techniques...

As the number one sect in the mainland, it contains almost all the martial arts in the world. It is the temple in the minds of all warriors and low-level monks. However, Lin Tuo has no interest in it.

Soon, he came to the second floor.

There are a lot fewer books placed here. From the names, it can be seen that they are some martial arts that use vitality to display extraordinary power, or should be called "combat skills".

Unfortunately, this is still not what he is looking for.

Shaking his head, Lin Tuo came to the third floor.

There are many fewer books here, with only a dozen or so volumes, including the core combat skills of the Tiandao Sect and the core skills of the sect written by Wang Xundao:

"Tiandao Scroll."

Standing in front of the bookshelf, staring at the three words on the cover, Lin Tuo was startled for a moment, then smiled: "You really dare to name it."

However, his footsteps finally stopped.

"If this is the core technique written by Wang Xundao, then it will inevitably include details on how to break through the body tempering realm."

Thinking of this, Lin Tuo breathed slightly, raised his right hand, and grabbed the book.

At the same time, he also turned off time acceleration - if not, he would not be able to touch this book in the virtual state.

As a result, time slowed down at this moment, and in the quiet pavilion, you could hear some sound coming from the window. It was some strong men from the sect practicing combat skills.

The afternoon sun shines in gratefully, and countless dust floats in the air.

"Wow." Lin Tuo, who returned to normal from the virtual state, opened the Tiandao Scroll and flipped through the pages quickly. His expression changed from expectation, to surprise, to doubt, and finally, he fell into deep thinking.

Unconsciously, the light and shadow shining on the floor also moved from one end to the other.

Then, the sun set outside the window, and what came in turned into moonlight and starlight.

Different floors of the Collection Pavilion require different permissions. Ordinary disciples can only enter the first floor at most. Only the more outstanding ones may be allowed to enter the second floor to select combat skills.

As for the third floor, often no one even steps in for several months.

This gave Lin Tuo a quiet enough environment.

It allows him to carefully read, think, understand... and practice.

However, no one in the entire Tiandao Sect knew that a ghostly figure had quietly passed through the layers of restrictions and entered the sect's forbidden area without anyone noticing.

…

The next day, it's dawn.

While he was tossing and turning last night for some unknown reason, the restless elder of the Dianzang Pavilion relied on some inexplicable sense to step on the stairs, unlocking the layers of restrictive circles, and finally stepped onto the third floor.

When he saw the volumes on the bookshelf intact, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

He shook his head and smiled to himself, thinking that it was indeed his imagination.

"...I actually thought someone entered the third floor...How is this possible?"

In everyone's opinion, even the powerful men from the Capital Cultivation Academy or the emperor from the Demon City could not invade the Tiandao Sect silently.

This is the confidence of the first major group.

While laughing at himself, he walked over slowly, preparing to clean up the dust on the bookshelf.

Then, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and for a moment, his hair stood on end, and his limbs were as cold as falling into an ice cave.
Chapter completed!