Chapter 1484: There is no **** technique, only **** monks!

Name:Urban Madness Author:Lu Tong
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Ye Fan wandered in the Cloud Sea Fairy Palace, cranes flying through the air, and all kinds of spirit beasts could be seen everywhere, most of which were raised by experts in the sect.

The area of ​​this floating island is equivalent to more than a dozen giant cities. The islands are surrounded by mountains and towering towering buildings. The magical powers of moving mountains and seas are truly amazing.

After a while, Ye Fan arrived at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion covers a huge area, giving people a feeling of majesty and majesty. The exterior facade is made of unknown materials. It has been immortal for thousands of years, revealing a heavy sense of history.

This Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the place that all monks in the entire Tianshu Star and even the entire Big Dipper Galaxy are most yearning for.

The Big Dipper is all out of the sea of ​​clouds, this is no joke!

It is said that this Tibetan scripture pavilion has collected millions of ancient books, many of which are isolated and absolutely invaluable, and even have many supernatural powers.

In terms of background, even the Great Xia Dynasty is far from being comparable to Yunhaixianmen.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has nine floors.

In the first three floors, disciples in the outer courtyard can enter and exit at will, collecting countless magical powers of the third-order Earth, Xuan, and Huang, covering everything and everything.

In the middle three floors, disciples in the inner courtyard can enter. There are many heavenly techniques in it. If you successfully practice, you can have the power of moving stars and changing battles, driving fog and clouds, and returning wind and fire.

On the seventh and eighth floors, the elders and Daozi who crossed the catastrophe period can enter. There are only more than a hundred classics in the collection, but taking out one at random and putting it in the outside world is enough to cause a **** storm.

As for the last ninth floor, only the suzerain can enter, and outsiders simply don't know what earth-shattering magical powers are hidden inside.

Ye Fan walked to the front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and found an old man sitting at the door, unkempt, with a messy white beard, wearing a shabby gray shirt, covered with dust, as if he hadn't been cleaned for hundreds of years.

His eyes closed tightly, there was no breath in his body, no vitality, as if it were a corpse.

However, how can the old people who can appear here be ordinary people?

"Senior, disciple Ye Fan in Xiawaiyuan, please enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!" Ye Fan respectfully said.

However, after a long time, the old man still sat on the ground without any response.

At this moment, a disciple happened to walk out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and looked at Ye Fan with a smile and said, "Hey... newcomer? Elder Mo is the master’s disciple, practicing dry Zen, closing his eyes and covering his ears. Withered heart, regardless of the common people, without asking ghosts and gods! His old man has been sitting here for more than three hundred years and has never moved!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan was shocked. He never expected that this old man had such an amazing background. He was actually the junior of Qingming True Immortal, so he was probably also a strong man in the tribulation period.

But the practice method of this dry meditation is too "abnormal". It hasn't moved for hundreds of years. It's harder than torture. What's the use of the invincible world?

Anyway, Ye Fan would not practice this kind of exercise!

In the next moment, Ye Fan said to Elder Mo and stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Entering the first floor, Ye Fan was shocked by Yanbo's vast library.

It's vast, vast, and you can't see the end at a glance!

This first level alone contains hundreds of thousands of ancient books.

Ye Fan walked across a bookshelf at random and scanned the secret books on it.

"Happy Steps to Control the Wind", "Saga One Qi Jue", "Blood Dark Underworld Palm", "Li Ming Tianshu", "Nine Absolute Sword"...

Most of them are the secrets of the underground and profound levels, and they are dazzling and dizzying. There are many names of the exercises. Ye Fan has seen it in the "Cloud Sea Taoist Book" in his Niwan Palace.

In addition to the exercises of the Yunhai Fairy Sect, there are many others that have been passed down from other sects.

On the bookshelf, there are still some places that are vacant, but the names of the exercises are marked. This also means that there was a exercise here, but for some reason, the secret book was lost.

Suddenly, when Ye Fan walked to the side of an ancient book, a sudden change occurred.

He only felt that the page of gold paper in his Niwan Palace burst out with bright and hot light, dazzling like a star, and a mysterious and strong force inspired him to pick up that ancient book.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a low-grade technique of Huangjie.

The disciples who can join the Cloud Sea Immortal Gate are all Tianjiao on the Tianshu star, with a prominent identity and powerful family power. They are all giants of one party, each simple.

With the status of these arrogances, they naturally sneered and dismissed the lowest level of Huang-level exercises.

Therefore, this Huangjie low-grade technique has never been borrowed.

But now, Ye Fan could clearly feel that that page of gold paper had a strong connection with this yellow-level low-grade technique.

...

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a strong sense of summoning from all directions.

His sight was dark,

The huge Buddhist scripture pavilion seemed to be transformed into a vast galaxy. Hundreds of small light spots suddenly appeared in all directions, which resonated wonderfully with the golden paper in the Niwan Palace.

Each small light spot represents an ancient book.

strange!

What exactly is going on?

With great curiosity, Ye Fan spent more than half an hour to finally find all those ancient books.

There are a total of three hundred and sixty ancient books, all of which are inferior to the yellow ranks, which are unremarkable in the Cangjing Pavilion.

But Ye Fan had a strong hunch, since these ancient books can resonate with the "Dao Dian", there must be some great secret hidden in them.

The next moment, Ye Fan held the three hundred and sixty ancient books and walked outside.

When he was about to go out, a few disciples stopped him and said: "This junior, according to the rules, our disciples from the outer courtyard can only borrow ten cheats at a time. You can't take these many cheats out!"

"Oh? There are such rules?" Ye Fan frowned.

At this time, the few people glanced at the secret book in Ye Fan's arms and exclaimed: "Junior, why are you borrowing the most **** yellow-level low-grade secret book?"

"What can I practice with this kind of exercise? It's just a waste of time!"

"That's right! In the three levels of the Tibetan scriptures, there are many supernatural powers of the precincts, and any cultivation is better than these rubbish!"

Faced with this doubt, Ye Fan didn't care, he pondered for a moment and asked, "If I don't take these exercises out, I will practice here, can I?"

"This...this is okay! But, are you sure you really want to practice the techniques of Huang-level low-grade?" A disciple from the outer courtyard looked at Ye Fan with an incredible expression.

In his opinion, Ye Fan's approach is like there are countless delicious delicacies around, but he wants to eat shit, which is too weird.

"Hehe... I have my own reason!"

Ye Fan said with a smile, then holding three hundred and sixty cheat books, sat down in a remote corner, and read them one by one.

And his actions also attracted the attention of many people around him, and soon someone recognized his identity.

"Huh? Isn't this the newly promoted genius Ye Fan?"

"Today, he is a monk from a lower plane, but his strength is terrifying. First, the Promise Bell rang eighty-one times, and then he defeated the Nie Family on the stage of life and death!"

"Some people infer that in terms of combat effectiveness, he is enough to rank in the top ten among the million disciples in the outer courtyard!"

"I also heard... Senior Sister Ruan has a very close relationship with him and ran out of his house crying!"

"Let's go, let's see what exercise he chose!"

Soon, someone approached Ye Fan and looked down at hundreds of ancient books around him.

"Huh? Why are these yellow-level low-grade techniques?"

"Hehe! It's from a lower plane, and I haven't seen anything in the world! As the saying goes, how greedy is too much to chew, is it useful to practice so many garbage techniques?"

"Not to mention hundreds of books, even if you cultivate tens of thousands of yellow-level magical powers, they are not as powerful as a sky-level magical power!"

"Cut! What a rare Tianjiao who has been doing it for a long time, is a man who has gained a reputation!"

Facing the cynicism of everyone, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, his eyes scanned the audience like electricity, and said lightly:

"Different routes will lead to the same goal, and everything will never change! There is no **** cultivation method in this world, only **** monks! Maybe from these yellow rank cultivation methods, I can also comprehend the ancient and invincible divine skill!"