Chapter 344

Not long after Ding Hao left, Huang Yu walked into the pavilion, looked at long Tian and said, "master, I'd better teach Lu Shang a lesson now, so that he can't play his best in the martial arts contest in two days' time. In this way, his chance of winning will be much higher."

Long Tian shook his head and said slowly, "you don't have to do this. I'm quite optimistic about him."

Huang Yu's eyes were puzzled. He frowned slightly and asked, "master, you didn't ask me to think of a way to make Lu Shang unable to use all his strength in the martial arts competition. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Do you really think that younger martial brother Ding can defeat Lu Shang when his cultivation reaches the congenital peak?"

Long Tian's face showed an embarrassed expression. He coughed a few times, and his face became serious. He said in a deep voice: "Huang Yu, don't talk nonsense. When I let you cheat secretly, you should have confidence in your younger martial brother Ding."

Having said that, long Tian's feet on the ground, gently jumped away from the pavilion.

Huang Yu's heart became more and more confused, and his face was puzzled. He didn't know which one his master was singing, so he left the pavilion and went back to his pavilion.

As like as two peas in the collection of books, Aoki Soichi's collection hall is built on five peaks. The books in every collection pavilion are the same. Except for the book collection Pavilion on Qingfeng peak, the collection of books and books in the other four peaks is rubbings, but it does not affect the learning of the disciples.

There is a continuous and winding road outside the library of jiujianfeng. This road is the only way for the disciples of the library to go to the library. There are many forbidden ambushes along the road. If no clan token triggers the prohibition, it will be doomed and die on the spot.

Ding Hao's feet were walking on the cobblestone paved path. He looked up and looked around. His face was surprised. Every 500 meters, there was a strong smell passing through his body, which seemed to be a kind of warning and also a kind of feeling.

"There are people guarding the road to the library. You can imagine how strict the guard is in the library." Ding Hao said in his heart.

After Ding Hao entered the library, he looked at an old man in green who was sitting on the right side of the door. His eyes were shining.

Although the old man is in his twilight years, there are many wrinkles on his forehead, his eyes are bloated, and his eyes are slightly closed. His eyes are like a remnant candle in the wind, which will go out at any time. The old man sits here quietly, and if he doesn't pay attention, he can't find another person here.

"The strong!" Ding Hao's eyes coagulated and he said in his heart.

Although Ding Hao's cultivation is only the innate peak, his mental strength is comparable to that of a monk in the third turn of Taiyin. However, when Ding Hao just separated a trace of mental strength from the old man's body, he couldn't even wear the old man's body. He couldn't get one more point in the first three inches of the old man's body, and his mental strength was like stepping into a swamp.

"Disciple Ding Hao, meet you." Ding Hao's facial expression is moved, for just offend the heart has a lingering fear, quickly bent over to the old man respectful salute said.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and said: "you should be a new disciple. All the classics in the library can't be taken out. If you choose a magic book that suits you, you can take the rubbings to me, and I'll give you a one-time memory jade card."

Ding Hao was slightly stunned. He thought that the classics inside the library could be taken out for reference, but unexpectedly he could only take out the memory jade plate.

In fact, it's not surprising that Qingmu sect is so strict. If any of the magic books in the library are spread, they will definitely cause a bloodbath. These magic books are extremely precious and are the symbol of the sect's disciples, because only those who have entered the sect can practice magic and become true practitioners.

Even some secular monks who have reached the realm of Taiyin, if they have not entered the sect, then their strength is far less than that of the sect's disciples. The reason why the sect controls the magic books is to prevent the monks from using magic in secular wars, causing large-scale damage and destroying the potential balance of power.

"Thank you for reminding me." Ding Hao said.

"The magic of the second floor is popular magic, and the third floor is our unique sword. You can choose according to your own situation. I have to sleep. Come back to me when you choose." The old man closed his eyes and continued to talk for a while.

As soon as Ding Hao's eyes brightened, he bent his waist towards the old man and made a salute. Then he turned and walked upstairs.

Ding Hao first wandered around on the second floor, parked in front of a bookshelf, picked up a book "five elements magic summary", reached out to open the pages, and scanned the lines inside.

"Heaven and earth are vast. Since the creation of heaven and earth by ancient gods, the five elements of yin and Yang have been separated, and human beings have risen. In order to resist demons and beasts, gifted people get inspiration from all things in heaven and earth, and create five elements of magic. The five elements are gold, wood, water, fire and earth respectively. Since then, human beings have become more and more powerful and become the masters of the world."

"With the passage of time, the blood containing the five elements' Aura will flow in the natural channels of human beings, and the strength of the five elements determines the type of magic he will practice in the future."

Ding Hao's brow is locked, and he knows half about the outline of five elements magic. When he selected elders as teachers, he also heard those elders say that the aura contained in his body is suitable for practicing their swordsmanship, which is not heard in the secular world. Monks in the secular world practice martial arts with imagination, while magic is a differentiated practice.

Then Ding Hao continued to read it. He spent half a column of time reading this book. He realized that only by practicing the magic that suits his true Qi attribute can he get twice the result with half the effort. If his true Qi belongs to the fire attribute, but he practices the magic that belongs to the water attribute, he will be unable to find a way. If he practices it by force, the Qi and blood will be blocked, The true Qi is in disorder and dies!

"I don't know what the meridian attribute is in my body. It's not the magic of this floor. I can't cultivate it for the moment." Ding Hao's mouth appeared bitter smile, shook his head and said.

Ding Hao continued to walk around, strolled around and looked through several classics, all of which needed to determine the true Qi attribute in order to cultivate, so Ding Hao had to leave the second floor and walk to the upper floor.

There is only the sword Pavilion on jiujianfeng. Almost all the friars of this peak practice swordsmanship. The owners of the sword Pavilion of all ages will search for swordsmanship and collect it in the library Pavilion. Among the three floors are the unique swordsmanship classics of the sword Pavilion. The others who want to practice swordsmanship will also visit jiujianfeng.

The bookshelves on the third floor are far less than those on the second floor. Some places seem empty. There are only a few disciples on this floor. Ding Hao walks to a bookshelf and picks up a book to read.

"Flying sword technique!"

Ding Hao's eyes swept over the four characters above the classics. After turning the first page, a ray of light rushed into his forehead, and a neutral voice appeared in his mind.

At this moment, Ding Hao's scene changed. He stood in front of a small river, and above the river stood a middle-aged man in white, with a long sword in his hand.

I saw a carp leaping up in the river. The middle-aged man's eyes coagulated and his body moved. The sword in his hand gave out a bright light. The whole man turned into a rainbow and rushed to the carp.