Chapter 1272

It was not until noon that Jiang Feng left here.

Instead of staying, he went to the library and continued to read the free ancient books.

The elders give lectures once a month. Most of the time, they are assigned by the monks themselves, but this also means that the cultivation is basically on their own.

Lingniao sect provides a lot of resources, and the practice needs to be completed by oneself.

This is not necessarily bad.

The worst way to practice in Lingniao sect is to be a monk in Zhixu. Most of the ten thousand disciples outside are based on this practice. Therefore, general lectures are not helpful to them. It's better to understand them by themselves.

As for the inner disciples, their accomplishments are all in the realm of broken Tao. As the sect elders, their strength lies in the third small realm of broken Tao, the realm of soul. Very few people can step into the realm of Yuzun.

There are three realms of immortality: "broken way", "domain respect" and "sage".

It's not cumbersome.

But just because it is not cumbersome, the difference between each realm and each realm is very serious, and the number of them is also declining.

In the realm of saints, there are not many in the whole qingshuangxian realm, so most of the elders in Lingniao sect cultivate in the soul realm of broken Tao realm.

When Jiang Feng is studying hard in the library, she meets Qian Yi again. She also comes to read a book. When they meet, they just say hello.

Qianyi asks Jiang Feng if she has any books to read. She can help Fu Xianjing.

"No, it's enough for free." Jiang Feng declined.

"If you're embarrassed, you can borrow it from me and return it to me when faxianjing comes back." Qianyi thought of it for him.

"No, I'm looking for you if I need to." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Good." Qianyi nodded, turned and left, still an intoxicating light fragrance floated away, making people feel better.

Jiang Feng didn't think much about it. He devoted himself to studying ancient books. He wanted to know everything as soon as possible to make up for the gap with others.

So hard, not for ten years after the clan assessment, but to have the strength to find mu Lingxue as soon as possible.

Although he has come to Jiutian fairyland now, he knows nothing about Mu Lingxue.

Jiang Feng spent the whole day looking at it. It was only in the evening when the library was closed that he returned to the place where he stayed.

What surprised him was that he didn't see Hu Hao and other nine people and didn't know what the hell he was doing.

But Jiang Feng didn't worry about anything. Most of them were afraid when he taught them a lesson last time. Today in the library, we can see the color of fear from the faces of other inner disciples.

During the day, I went to the library and had a rest at night. This situation lasted for 20 days, and my life was very peaceful.

Hu Hao, nanmensheng and other nine people haven't appeared in Siheyuan these days. It's only in recent days that Jiang Feng knows that Hu Hao and his family have been transferred away since they were beaten by him.

I'm really afraid. I don't even dare to live with him.

Jiang Feng didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, now he lives alone in the siheyuan, and no one bothers him.

These days in the library, Jiang Feng has learned a lot more than what he saw on the light wall of the rising point in Xiangjin city.

He even kept in his mind the major cities in qingshuangxianyu. He knew all about the characteristics of some major clan forces and their gratitude and resentment.

Until this time, many ancient books in the library have not attracted him much.

Of course, it's only limited to the first and second floors. As for the third floor, Jiang Feng, as an inner disciple, is not qualified to go up.

It's almost a month since I joined Lingniao sect. Until today, I finally come to the practice explanation once a month.

The place is not on the square of the main peak, but on the low mountain that yunmo dye took Jiang Feng to last time.

There are nine peaks as like as two peas in the mountain, and the height is almost the same.

In the middle of the nine peaks, there is a lake, as clear as a mirror. The lake is so quiet that you can't catch a ripple.

At this time, on the surface of the lake, appeared a futon, the futon bloomed weak light, suddenly lit up the whole lake.

"What a wonderful place." When Jiang Feng saw this scene, he was surprised. It was the first time he saw such a place, and this place was used to listen to the elders' explanation of practice.

If you want to sit on it, you have to run all kinds of forces.

Just like Jiang Feng, the monks who had just joined the sect were surprised to see this. Only the old disciples who had been in the sect for a long time had a cool look.

Jiang Feng looked around and found that there were about a thousand inner disciples, one tenth of the outer ones.

These people, at this time, have begun to fly towards the lake, and then sit down one after another.

Jiang Feng followed the army and came to the lake in a twinkling of an eye. He picked a futon and sat on it.

Of course, he urged the power of the stars, otherwise the futon could not bear him. He thought it was made of stone, but in fact it was only made up of straw mat, and its floating power was very limited.

Looking around, Jiang Feng found that they also urged all kinds of forces to maintain the body, most of them were the power of Xianyuan.

In just a few minutes, thousands of inner disciples have all sat on the putuan in the lake.

"Inner disciples, 120 people, all present. Next, class begins!"

A serious voice exploded in the air, shaking everyone's eardrum.

Jiang Feng's spirit suddenly perked up and looked up in a direction.

On the top of the nine peaks, there stands an old man, the immortal.

"Is this the elder who explains the practice? There are actually nine elders. Do you mean that the nine elders explain the practice for everyone in turn?" Jiang Feng secretly guessed.

"Still is that old saying, we nine people, one person explain half an hour, a total of four and a half hours, on the way to lecture, don't leave without permission, next, I will start to explain to you the swallowing of Xianyuan Qi!"

Jiang Feng believed that he would listen carefully and sincerely, hoping that the knowledge he gained from the elder would prove what he had learned from the ancient books in the library.

On the top of the mountain, when the old man was explaining, Jiang Feng was absorbed in listening, but suddenly found that the water on the lake suddenly fluctuated.

He can't help but look around and find that a monk's futon, which is not far away, is constantly shaking and rippling.

The monk's face changed and he tried to keep it, but the ripples became stronger and stronger. A few seconds later, the futon suddenly broke, and the monk sitting on it disappeared.