Chapter 965

The elders helped ye QingHan get rid of the relationship. Bai Xiaosheng looked at ye QingHan's strange eyes and was a little angry. At the moment, everyone's eyes wanted to crush ye QingHan into slag and enter the 18th floor of hell!

The great goddess was touched by this little man's ass and his bra, which is equal to a big bowl of honey stained with a little * * * *, the food is tasteless, but it's a pity to abandon it.

Ye QingHan smiled bitterly. He just wanted to teach her a lesson. He didn't expect to get so big. At the moment, he can only wait for Bai Xiaosheng.

"You! Come with me!"

Bai Xiaosheng scolded ye QingHan word by word.

Shua——————

Bai Xiaosheng turned around, floating in white, and walked towards the scripture pavilion where all dharmas belong to one.

Leaf light cold silently follows behind him.

The two soon came to the Sutra Pavilion. The Sutra Pavilion is a nine story tower, hovering upward, exuding dignity and Avenue. At the door, there is only a white haired old man leaning on the chair to bask in the sun. The old man doesn't know the years. His white beard is half a meter long, his hair is silver, and none of his hair is black. The deadline is estimated to be in recent years.

Looking at the ordinary old man, ye QingHan has a feeling of panic. He doesn't even open his eyes, but he has the ability to penetrate ye QingHan's heart.

Bai Xiaosheng was in a bad mood, but looking at the old man, he still grinned and showed a row of white teeth. He said sweetly, "Grandpa Taizu, I'll take my inner disciples to get some secrets and chat with you when I come out."

"Well, don't go to the top floor, and you can't go in." the old man still didn't open his eyes and his voice was hoarse. It seemed that it came not from his mouth, but from the depths of the chaotic universe.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded repeatedly, promised not to enter the attic, and disappeared into the scripture pavilion with ye QingHan.

Ye QingHan walked past the old man and wet his clothes with cold sweat. When he stepped into the door of the scripture Pavilion, he couldn't help shivering all over.

"Since you dare to come, will you be afraid?"

A hoarse voice sounded from the depths of Ye QingHan's soul, making ye QingHan stiff and unable to move.

This is the strong, the real invincible strong, although it is the main God, it is not at the same level as ye QingHan, a second-rate main God, and can not be compared with those outside.

Hiss——————

Ye QingHan took a deep breath of cold air, gently turned around and bowed deeply to the old man. He knew that the old man would not reveal his identity. Although he was frightened, he was also relieved.

"The old man asked you to enter the gate of the unification of all dharmas. Maybe you entered the scripture Pavilion. Do you know why?" the old man didn't move. He seemed to be asleep, but he was whispering with ye QingHan secretly.

Ye QingHan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and hoarsely whispered back, "thank you for your care. The younger generation understands what the elder means. It's for balance. I also hope that the younger generation can join hands with Wanfa Guizong to keep the inheritance when the two camps fight a decisive battle in the future."

"Remember today, go in."

When the old man finished, he quietly sent ye QingHan to Bai Xiaosheng's back. Bai Xiaosheng didn't realize that ye QingHan had no power to resist.

Ye QingHan's legs are floating. It's hard to imagine and calm when he meets this terrible existence. He says he's not afraid that it's false. If this existence wants to kill himself, it's an idea, which is almost the same as the peak state of Python God Jiao.

On the third floor and above, it is the method of internal disciples' cultivation, and only internal disciples can enter by relying on their contribution points. On the sixth floor, deacons and internal elite disciples can enter, while on the seventh floor, elders and super elites must enter. On the eighth floor, patriarch Bai Yelu, Bai Fengyun and Bai Xiaosheng have entered once. As for the ninth floor, Bayelo himself didn't go in. No one knew what was in it except the old man at the door.

Bai Xiaosheng took ye QingHan to the third floor. He was very unhappy and glared at him.

"You can choose three books, from the third floor to the fifth floor. As for those above the sixth floor, don't read them if you don't understand them. It's not good for you."

Bai Xiaosheng was very angry. His eyes swept ye QingHan's big hands and wanted to cut off both his hands.

Ye QingHan smiled and whispered, "can I see more and browse?"

"Watch as long as you want!" Bai Xiaosheng glanced at ye QingHan angrily. He simply went to the seventh floor to read ancient books and study the secret history of chaos.

When ye QingHan heard this, he would not be polite. Looking around, he was filled with secret arts and powerful little magical powers. This information alone is enough for the crazy sect to chase for tens of thousands of years.

Looking at the scripture Pavilion outside, he knew that there was another cave. Ye QingHan kept reading the secret arts and methods. Whether they were useful or useless, he forced him to recite them first. He could see ten lines at a glance and never forget his abnormal memory.

Shua Shua!

The speed of turning the book is very fast. Almost half of the column incense is an iron scroll. The three or four layers of secret arts are more mysterious and simple. For ye QingHan, you can understand it at a glance without wasting time.

On the first day, it was all spent on the third floor. Bai Xiaosheng walked down from the seventh floor curiously and found that he was still on the third floor. Each iron roll had been moved. He frowned and asked, "don't you read every book? Waste time. Read the name of a secret magic power and read it again if you are interested. Don't you take three or four days to read it like this?"

Ye QingHan closed the last book and exhaled a turbid airway. "The following are too simple and simple. They have no power. They are really not interested. Princess, can I go to the fourth floor?"

"Simple? Simple? No power?" Bai Xiaosheng was a little angry. He could be collected by one Sutra Pavilion. Which one would not be forced to take it out?

"Have you seen this jiuxuan sword? This vigorous explosive fist can kill one and a half step Lord God with one fist. It will take at least decades to understand these two secrets. You said they were simple and powerless. You thought you were a cultivation madman, but now it seems you are just an idiot." Bai Xiaosheng grabbed two iron rolls and said angrily.

Ye QingHan said seriously, "yes, it's very simple. I've seen it and learned it."

Bai Xiaosheng trembled all over and was damaged by the cold of Ye Qingqi. At a glance, he can learn to be a peerless genius and the God of war in the future?

"OK, ok... You've learned it. I think you can give full play to your strength. If you can't give full play to one floor, I'll kill you today!" Bai Xiaosheng was incoherent and dragged ye QingHan directly to the practice room on the third floor.

The Sutra Pavilion is not only a collection of books, but also a separate practice space. There is only one room. It is hidden behind the bookshelf. As long as you touch the mechanism, the bookshelf will automatically separate. Bai Xiaosheng is familiar with it and soon opens the mechanism. A spacious practice room appears in front of you. It is made of black iron and fine steel. It is difficult for the main god to destroy it. There are 18 kinds of weapons in it, which are placed neatly.

Shua!

Bai Xiaosheng sealed the door and said coldly, "come on, fight again. Fight me with your gang explosive fist. Don't talk nonsense. It makes me feel pain. I'll let you stay in the scripture Pavilion for another day."

Ye QingHan recalls the mystery of gang explosive boxing. He knows that this boxing method is that divine power converges on the fist to form a huge Gang Qi. It will burst when it touches the enemy. Its power is like lightning. It is the top divine skill of God. It is worth at least hundreds of thousands of best divine crystals when put outside.

"Well... Be careful, princess."

Ye QingHan crossed his legs and mobilized his divine power to gather on his fist. Each drop of divine power was full of destructive vigorous Qi. It was colorful and very violent. It would explode at any time.

Bai Xiaosheng wanted to teach ye QingHan a lesson. He directly mentioned his accomplishments to the realm of half step Lord God. His powder fist turned into a rainbow and hit ye QingHan's chest.