Chapter 57

Although the two are not far apart, they are only one meter away.

The jade slips that kept floating up and down in the void floated by between the two of them from time to time.

The two of them walked without saying a word.

The entire vast swordsmanship world seemed to have calmed down, only the two of them.

They seemed to be completely unaware of each other. They seemed to be waiting for each other, quiet and not disturb each other.

"The records in the ancient books that deal with the sea spirit frog," Mo Bei's eyes slowly moved onto the jade slip, with his hands behind his back, thinking to himself: "The Sun-Sighting Sword Technique, which complements the Sun-Standard Sword Technique, is the Wind-Attitude Sword Technique."

"Sparks can also start a prairie fire. With the combination of wind attributes, the fire attributes contained in the Sun-Sword Technique will definitely increase its power!"

"Um……"

Mo Bei nodded thoughtfully and murmured to himself: "Wind-based sword technique...Wind-based sword technique...Huh?"

Mo Bei's eyes suddenly fell on his head, on the green jade slip less than half an inch, and the above-mentioned big words on the jade slip - Feiyun Slashing the Gu Jian.

"Take it and take a look." Mo Bei thought, grabbed the jade slip, opened it, and slowly flipped through it.

"Fengshui system combines sword techniques, the power of flying clouds, breaking the enemy thousands of miles..."

"After the completion of the Great Sword, the sword energy condensed, Feiyun slashed, and a sword several feet away!"

"The power is so strong that it is unstoppable!"

Mo Beiyue read, his eyes became brighter: "The brief description of the ancient stream flying clouds is that after the great success, it can also improve the agility and body speed of the cultivator!"

"Whether it is in the secular world or in this world of cultivation," Mo Bei said to himself: "The only way to practice in the world is to be fast and not to be broken!"

"It's him!"

Mo Bei made up his mind, took the ancient Jian Feiyun Slash in his hand, and subconsciously looked around.

His eyes searched in the jade slips, but he still couldn't find any trace of Chen Qingzhu. It was a pity that flowed through his eyes.

Chen Qingzhu disappeared at some point and left early.

Mo Bei took the ancient sword flying cloud slash, retreated from the vast sword technique, walked to the old man in black robe, and asked respectfully: "Deacon, how many spirit stones are there in this ancient sword flying cloud slash?"

The old man in black robe opened his eyes, and the turbid old eyes emitted light swept across the jade slip, and said indifferently: "The ancient storm flying clouds, the wind-type auxiliary sword technique, and ten spirit stones."

Mo Bei opened Ji Wubing's spirit stone bag and counted the spirit stones inside, with no more or less, just ten.

"This Ji Wubing is really rich and powerful. Humph," Mo Bei smiled involuntarily: "It just so happened that I saved me a lot of money!"

After paying the bill, Mo Bei put the jade slip into the collar on his chest, stepped out of the threshold of the Dharma Hall, and looked up.

There is no cloud, the vast sun is in the sky, and the scorching sun is hot.

"It's still early today, um... I'll go to the Sutra Library to read the books. The books in the Sutra Library have really benefited me a lot."

Mo Bei thought for a moment, made up his mind, took a step, and went down the mountain along the winding mountain road. He walked through groups of stone houses, crossed the wooden arch bridge, and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion in the market.

In the huge Sutra Library, there are only a few people in the endless mountains of books.

"The three spirit stones can only be read in this Sutra Pavilion for one day."

"No wonder, there are not a few people in the entire Sutra Pavilion."

"With such a expensive price, how many outer disciples of the entire Penglai Peninsula can afford it?"

Mo Bei murmured to himself, paid three spirit stones at the counter and strolled in the endless sea of ​​books.

His eyes were randomly looking at the bookshelf and wandering around.

"The Xuantian world is vast and boundless. There are countless sects."

"Cultivate demons, cultivate demons, cultivate immortals. There are three thousand great ways. I don't believe that every sect is a sword practitioner."

"In addition to the four major sword cultivation sects, which other sects are there?"

Mo Bei was curious and his thoughts flew around.

Suddenly, his wandering eyes stopped on a book on the bookshelf.

"Xuantian...world...summary of sects." Mo Bei read out the words engraved on it word by word, and his eyes lit up slightly: "It's this book! Let's take a look first, and learn more about the Xuantian world outside the Penglai Peninsula, which will also be beneficial in the future!"

Mo Bei took the dusty ancient book off the bookshelf, opened it and glanced at it.

The ancient book that had turned yellow was full of detailed and quaint words.

Mo Bei pointed to the text above and said carefully: "The Evil Ghost Sect, Soul-Devouring Sect, Ghost Sect, Xuanming Sect... The four major ghost cultivation sects... are also known as the Four Ghosts in the World!"

"The main focus is on refining people and devouring souls. The blood, essence and blood of people who have been taken away... to absorb souls and refine body to make puppets."

Looking at the above words, Mo Bei raised his eyebrows and rattled his tongue and said to himself: "The Ghost Cultivation Sect is really cruel. It is actually based on the guide of the life people to improve its cultivation, and it is necessary to absorb the vitality of the life people."

"There is also the Soul-Devouring Sect, which is the Demon Cultivation of Ghosts," Mo Bei exclaimed: "It turns out that it is to strip people of their souls, refine their souls into power, and then absorb them to improve their cultivation."

"This Xuantian world is really three thousand great ways."

Mo Bei was amazed: "Sure enough, there are all kinds of secret techniques and mysterious skills, and hundreds of flowers bloom."

"Hey, why haven't you seen the introduction of my Jimo Sect?" Mo Bei was curious, hugging the thick ancient book hungrily, reading while walking, preparing to find a comfortable seat to sit down, study and learn about this vast Xuantian world.

Mo Bei held the book, walked around the bookshelf, and walked out of the small walkway between the bookshelf, preparing to sit on the wooden table and chair specially prepared for the disciples who were studying.

Mo Bei looked up and saw a hint of surprise flowing out of his eyes.

But I saw a woman in red sitting on the table and chair.

The woman's skin was as delicate as water, like a lychee peeled from a shell, as tender as fat, and even could vaguely see her fair jade hands.

The gaze emitted from the bright eyes fell on the books, earnestly and focused.

The delicate facial features were covered with a faint frost, and they were not smiling seriously.

It was this lonely and arrogant coldness that made the woman look like a fairy who came down to the mortal world, adding a bit of coldness.

It's so beautiful that it's impeccable.

You can only see from afar and not play with it.

"Ye Qingshuang?" Mo Bei subconsciously called out this name.

The voice was not loud or small, but it happened to be heard by the woman.

Ye Qingshuang slowly raised her head and slightly raised her delicate chin, which was so beautiful that it was incomparable.

The gaze emitted from the dark eyes was cold and arrogant, and gently touched Mo Bei's body.

She then withdrew her gaze, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes. She continued to lower her head slightly and read a book.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to meet her here."

Mo Bei said in his heart, but he didn't care, and sat casually on another table and chair behind her.

The maid came over with tea, boiled water, brewed tea, and lit sandalwood.

The air was filled with a faint sandalwood, refreshing the mind.

Mo Bei took a deep breath and thought to himself: Although the Sutra Library charges a high fee, the service is quite thoughtful.

He took a sip of tea, spread the book on the table in front of him, slowly glanced at the pages, and continued to look at the book.

The two of them sat in front and behind each other, immersed in the sea of ​​books.

In the huge Sutra Library, there was no one else seen except the two of them.

I could only hear the sound of sandalwood burning.

Time flows slowly and gently like water, silently.

Mo Bei's mood also became relaxed and soothing, and he became more happy.

"Taixu Sword Sect... is supplemented by sword cultivation, and the main focus is on sword cultivation spirit..."

"The head of Kunlun Taoist Sect... is mainly about practicing Taoism. The law is changing and unpredictable! The mind and law are united. After the great success, it will have the power to destroy the world and move the universe!"

"The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons... The head of the eighteen demon cultivation sects... is mainly cultivating demons... controls tens of beasts, calls the wind and rain, and shocks the side!"

"The vast Xuantian world is full of hundreds of races. Each has its own strengths and strengths. There are three thousand great ways, and you need to judge by your own attributes and talents. What kind of great ways is the most appropriate to practice. Only then can you achieve the supreme peak!"

As Mo Bei read, the thick book completely opened Mo Bei's horizons.

My understanding of the Xuantian world.

Mo Bei was like a frog in a well, suddenly jumped out of the import and suddenly realized!

"I never expected that the Xuantian world would be so wonderful!" Mo Bei was shocked by the world constructed in the book, his eyes were shiny and his spirit was radiant.

In one day, Mo Bei read hungrily until he turned to the last page.

Mo Bei suddenly woke up and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I thought it would take at least three or four days to read such a thick book... Who knows, I will finish reading it in one day."

At this moment, the plus sign rune in his mind flashed again with a golden light, and three potential points turned into four.

"Hey, has another potential added?" Mo Bei was a little surprised: "It seems that reading a lot of books and adding knowledge is really useful. You can come to this Sutra Library to read more in the future!"

As he said that, Mo Bei closed the ancient book and subconsciously looked up.

I saw Ye Qingshuang sitting in front of me, no longer knowing where to go and no longer has any figure.

"Hey, what is that?" Mo Bei's eyes swam and fell on the red scarf on the table and chairs, and suddenly he was stunned.

He walked over and took the red scarf in his hand.

The scarf is extremely smooth, exuding a faint body fragrance unique to a woman, refreshing the heart.

"I think it must be that Ye Qingshuang accidentally landed here." Mo Bei thought and said to himself: "Put it away first, and give it to her next time I meet her."

Mo Bei returned the books and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

When he came in, the sun was slowly rising from the east. When he came out, the sunset was slowly falling from the west.

"Day after day, sixty-one years, a hundred years of reincarnation." Mo Bei suddenly felt emotion in his heart and sighed slowly. Then, his eyes became firm, exuding endless splendor, and clenched his fists:
Chapter completed!