Chapter 714

The fifth floor of the Sutra building, like the fourth floor, was empty before Luochuan arrived.

The book fragrance overflows, and the withered and yellow bookshelf is engraved with the traces of years.

The cloth robed boy sat in the air, bathed in white light from top to bottom, holding a scroll in one hand and a pen in the other, and his eyes seemed to bloom.

It's easy to write notes and titles. If you really want to write a Shangdao Scripture, it's like a mortal ascending to heaven, and an immortal never dies. Often none of the 100000 monks can do it.

Luo Chuan, facing the East sky, pondered for a long time, picked up his pen and wrote the first paragraph.

"Time is long, the road is empty and illusory, and the passage of time is like this, day and night."

The sixteen words fell into the white scroll. There was a buzzing sound from the ninth floor of the Sutra building. The reviving Qi machine was like a rainbow falling waterfall and injected into the Sutra!

Sixteen words flashed a white light and floated in the air. The words were pearls and lifelike!

After writing down the first 16 words, Luo Chuan found a vent, and all the ideas and ideas in his mind gathered at the tip of the pen and fell on the roll of paper.

"Heaven and earth are sometimes empty, changing the sky and earth. The time is different, and the way of husband and wife is also..."

"The sky, the thick earth, the Yinchuan, the netherworld... Gathered at that time, it was the beginning of time, the beginning of heaven and earth, inspired by Hongmeng, scattered the Qi of yin and Yang in chaos, spread the light of light and darkness, and spread for hundreds of millions of years, so as to form the nine sky..."

"There is a river, extending in all directions, reaching the present from ancient times, with no restraint, no dependence and no return. This is called the long river of time..."

"Time is long, empty, true or false, there are three..."

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Every time Luo Chuan writes a paragraph, it will cause a buzzing, echoing the nine story Sutra building.

Words and words quote the meaning of the true Tao, as if given life. Unwilling to be trapped in a thin scroll of white paper, they float and fly around Luochuan, or make a noise, or whisper, or cry!

Luo Chuan writes faster and faster! Hand dance strokes! More than 30 pages have been written in the twinkling of an eye! Instead of showing fatigue, he was full of energy and his eyes were shining, just like taking ten gourd tonic pills.

In his writing, it is not only a moral secret about time, but also a collection of references. It extracts the essence of the other one hundred and fifty-nine volumes, and works in the same way as time.

In the twinkling of an eye, Luo Chuan has written more than 70 pages!

There was a loud noise from the top of the Sutra building, which was triggered by the air machine. The white light was washed and the flying ink words were pressed into the Sutra!

More than 70 pages of scriptures burst out with an ink light!

The bookshelves on the fifth floor rustled and trembled, and the surrounding walls were chapped. However, the fifth floor could not bear the Sutra of 70 pages of the Sutra!

Driven by the air engine, Luo Chuan flew up again and was pulled up to the sixth floor in the twinkling of an eye!

In the demon level ring, there are another 24300 demon levels equivalent to the assessment reward!

Although there are many bookshelves on the sixth floor, there are not many Sutra scripts. There is often only one Sutra on four or five bookshelves.

Luo Chuan wrote more than ten pages with his brush.

WOW!

The pages of more than 70 individual scriptures on the sixth floor flew over, shaking off the dust on the cover and slowly rising under the guidance of the righteousness machine of the Sutra of time.

At the next moment, more than 70 copies of the Scriptures hummed, and ink words flew out. They turned into more than 70 human images. They curiously visited the scriptures at the bottom of Luo Chuan's hand, and immediately became respectful.

Soon, the bookshelf walls on the sixth floor of the Sutra building trembled, and it was obvious that they could not bear the vigorous development of the Sutra of the time.

Luo Chuan flies up again and will soon climb the seventh floor of the Sutra building.

But just then, with a snap, the ink pen broke in two and fell to the ground.

Luo Chuan was stunned with half a broken pen in his hand, and his eyes gradually returned to normal.

At the bottom of his hand were ninety-nine pages of scriptures and ink. Each word is perfectly glossy, deeply embedded in a white scroll, the ink solidifies rapidly, and the handwriting is no longer illusory, condensed and fixed.

"At last, half of the time Sutra has been written."

Luo Chuan smiled inexplicably and did not continue to write. He opened his mouth and breathed.

Hoo!

Ninety nine pages of scriptures flew out of Luo Chuan's palm and soon integrated into the white light of the Sutra library. Under the gaze of the phantom of the other 70 scriptures, half of the "time classics" fluttered leisurely and fell on the highest shelf on the sixth floor. In the twinkling of an eye, dust fell and sealed half of the "time classics".

The six floors of the Sutra building are blooming, colorful and scholarly!

After receiving the second half of the time Sutra, the true spirit of the Sutra building sent out a burst of violent Qi, which spread far away and spread to guangtianpu holy Daoyuan in all directions.

Under the cliff in the northwest of Guangtian Pusheng, the coir raincoat Taoist stepped on a boat and fed the giant fish with wings in the abyss.

Inspired by the Qi machine, the coir raincoat Taoist looked up at the Sutra building and said softly, "someone has written a Book... He has awakened the true spirit of the Sutra building and was directly included in the sixth floor. The boys of the Sutra building will spend money again this time."

The coir raincoat Taoist pinched his fingers and calculated. He was stunned again. Gradually, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "it's him. He's actually a Tianmen friar. He's a Tianmen friar of three disciplines. I'm going to be a fierce general again."

In the southeast of Guangtian Pusheng, in the heavily sealed ice and fire secret valley, a young man with purple hair slowly opened his eyes, his eyes that had precipitated the vicissitudes of thousands of years were slightly frozen, and a water mirror appeared in front of him instantly.

"In just two months, I started writing books before I entered school? It's a little interesting."

"Demon Yi, they have found treasure this time."

The purple haired youth smiled and closed his eyes again.

In the thick clouds above the Taoist school, two white haired Taoists played chess.

"Those people are also paying attention to him." the Taoist in green on the left smiled and fell sunspots.

"I began to write books when I returned to the virtual environment, and there were several people between heaven and earth." the woman in red opposite looked indifferent.

"I know only a few things. The little monster wrote books and scriptures when he was a second-class child, but even Xianting was shocked. If the story of Luochuan came out, it would be a sensation." the Qingyi Taoist sighed lightly: "it's a pity that his origin has become a mystery. There are too many uncertain factors, otherwise he can be trained as a leader of the Taoist school in the future."

"Hehe, Taoist brother has gone a little too far. I don't think those leaders will lose to him. Luo Chuan is quite upright. At least he knows the truth and understands justice. I guangtianpu treat him fairly. I think he won't do anything too unusual."

"Yes, the Taoist school has given him too much freedom and connivance in the past two months. When the examination of the branch school is over, just do what you should do. Since you have entered Guangtian Pusheng, no matter who you are, you need to abide by the rules."

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On the sixth floor of the Sutra building, Luo Chuan didn't take back his eyes until the Qi machine gradually dissipated.

At this time, he found that there were 32400 demon levels in the demon level ring, which were the rewards for climbing the fifth and sixth floors respectively.

"Elder sun is going to cry."

Luo Chuan was in a good mood. During his trip to the Sutra building, he not only found the answer he wanted, but also gained a lot of knowledge, and a demon level more than the reward he received when he was admitted to the hospital.

At this time, his demon level number had risen to 64900, comparable to the general level of senior teachers.

"Take this half of the time Sutra as a reward. You don't lose either."

Luo Chuan narrowed his eyes with a smile and turned to go downstairs.

However, at this time, a white light flashed across his wrist, and there was another 60000 demon level reward in the demon level ring. Plus the demon level he obtained before, the number of demon levels has exceeded 100000, reaching 124900, even surpassing many senior teachers.

"Reward for writing a book?" Luo Chuan muttered to himself, immediately smiled and walked down the stairs with brisk steps.

The barrier at the entrance of the stairs was gone, and Luo Chuan came to the third floor smoothly.

On the third floor of the Sutra building, Zhuo Laosheng and others were gone, and Luo Chuan didn't stay. He soon went down to the first floor.

On the first floor, only the disciples read with scrolls, but there was no building guard elder.

Luo Chuan was so happy that he strode out of the Sutra building.

On the river in the distance, big boats dragged meat and blood food to Wanyao Jue heaven palace. They were delivering breakfast to the imprisoned demons.

The morning light is shining down the river, and today's trial has begun in front of the Wanyao Jue heaven palace.

Luo Chuangang was about to start back to the valley. His eyes fell not far from his side and smiled, "sister Qi. Good morning."

A beautiful shadow slowly surfaced.

"You're funny! I haven't seen anyone for two days and nights! I ran into the Sutra building without even saying a word! I thought something had happened to you!"

Qi Xinyue saw that Luo Chuan didn't have a good face, so she scolded him.

Feeling the deep concern of Qi Xinyue, Luo Chuan smiled. Under the sun and morning wind, his cloth robes fluttered, his long hair swayed gently, and his whole body was full-bodied and indescribable.

Qi Xinyue's heart beat slightly faster and looked at Luo Chuan carefully for a long time: "Luo Chuan... Why do you look a little different."

Suddenly, Qi Xinyue thought of an idea. His face tightened. He quickly stepped forward and touched Luo Chuan's forehead: "Luo Chuan, you stayed in there for two days? You won't become like that kind of disciple. Read and see silly?"

"How could it be." faint fragrance entered his nose. Luo Chuan smiled awkwardly and broke away from Qi Xinyue's poisonous hand.

"Reading is a good thing, but if you read too much, you will become crazy! Those school bullies in the hospital, although they have rich knowledge and profound Taoism, over time, they will indulge in assessment and competition, and their behavior and thought are different from normal people... In fact, it is very abnormal!" Qi Xinyue stared at Luo Chuan, trying to see the clue from his eyes.

Luo Chuan spread his hand and said with a helpless smile, "sister Qi, you think too much. I'm just looking for a Scripture."

Together, the moon was dignified. After looking at it for a long time, I was relieved.

But at this time, a group of white haired old people came out of the Sutra building from a distance, folded their sleeves and looked at Luo Chuan with a smile. In particular, elder sun, the leading little Dharma Master, narrowed his eyes into a seam. In his small eyes, love and hate were intertwined, sentimental and ambiguous to the extreme.

Not only Luo Chuan, but also Qi Xinyue's scalp is numb, and his pink neck has a layer of goose bumps.

Luo Chuan had a bad heart and thought to himself, did he come to him to get back the demon level.

"Luo Chuan, come often when you are free." elder sun waved to Luo Chuan and said reluctantly.

Qi Xinyue's face changed greatly. Without saying a word, he pulled up Luo Chuan and flew away.