Eternal gate

After leaving Tianchi, Zhao Yun went straight to the Sutra Pavilion.

After defeating Chu Wushuang, he was already ranked first in the new sect competition.

Lao Xuanshan said, winning the first place means you have the privilege and can go to the second and third levels. The secret treasure that makes the little buds of the seeds of creation tremble, you have to hold it in your hand to feel at ease.

Click! Click!

This whole journey is accompanied by the sound of bones colliding.

He had lost an arm before and was reconnected by Linglong. Naturally, the connection was not perfect. He used the Ten Thousand Methods of Immortality to smooth it out. The arm was still the same as before. After healing, it was no different from before.

"Look, Ji Hen."

I met many disciples on the road, and I saw Zhao Yun from afar.

Everyone who saw it had surprised eyes, shocked by Zhao Yun's combat power, and also shocked by Tianzong Tianchi. It was indeed a holy land for healing. Ji Hen lost one of his arms, lost his eyes, and suffered such serious injuries. It had only been nine days. , and he was alive and kicking again.

But when I think about it, I feel relieved.

During the new sect competition, they had seen Ji Hen's resilience.

To be precise, it is a kind of extreme regeneration. If you cooperate with Tianchi, it is not surprising that the injury is healed.

"Junior Brother Ji, morning."

Look! When people become famous, their names are different.

In the past, people either came through the back door, were toads, or were turtles with shrunken heads. Now, what Junior Brother Ji calls a friendly world where the strong is respected, no matter how much you say, is not as effective as a fist. Strength is the last word.

"Morning." Zhao Yun walked over with a smile.

"It's really strange. How can the True Spirit Realm be so strong?"

"A heaven-defying evildoer, he has unlimited potential and unlimited future. At his age, he is at least the deputy headmaster level. If given enough opportunities, he might...be the future headmaster of Tianzong."

"So, build a good relationship."

Behind him, there was a lot of discussion and chatter. No one looked down upon that true spirit realm anymore. The nickname given to him also disappeared after the new sect competition, and no one dared to call him that.

After becoming famous in one battle, Zhao Yun became popular wherever he went.

Look at the female disciples, they all disliked them before, but this time they meet again, Ji Hen, who has a popular face, is much prettier than before. She has such a kind of personality charm that is inherent.

All right! Or because of strength.

If Zhao Yun was still the weak little martial artist, they wouldn't even bother to look at him.

Zhao Yun didn't stop along the way, and settled down again...it was already the Sutra Pavilion.

"coming?"

Seeing him come in, Lao Xuanshan, who was about to take a nap, glanced sideways.

This old man probably didn't sleep well last night.

Or maybe... the table ate too much, choked heavily, and even turned a little dark.

Why black? You’ve lost money! In a new sect competition, he lost everything. This was Ji Hen's masterpiece. He lost every time, from beginning to end. He lost so much that he... stopped gambling.

"Good morning, elder." Zhao Yun greeted.

"Recovery is not slow!" Lao Xuanshan glanced up and down at Zhao Yun.

"Tianchi water is easy to use." Zhao Yun chuckled.

"Your regeneration power...is also very useful." Lao Xuanshan sighed.

"Elder, I want to go to the second and third floors." Zhao Yun rubbed his hands.

"Originally, you are not qualified yet."

"I will... grant you a special privilege today."

As Lao Xuanshan said, he stuffed a piece of golden jade, which is called a pass. If you put this piece of jade on your body, you can freely enter and exit the second and third floors of the Sutra Pavilion.

No way, who made this guy a talent?

"Thank you, elder." Zhao Yunma took it and went straight to the entrance of the second floor.

When passing by a row of bookshelves, he glanced at one side and saw Youlan. He saw her every time he came back. She was not reading books there, but stealing books and using memory crystals to rub the contents of ancient scrolls. .

Seeing Zhao Yun's eyes, Youlan hurriedly collected the memory crystal.

As indifferent as she was, she also showed a smile, also to cover up the panic of stealing the book.

Zhao Yun smiled and stepped into the second floor.

The second floor of the Sutra Pavilion is smaller than the first floor. In addition to bookshelves, there are also some more furnishings, such as chairs. This means that if you can sit here and read, if you are on the first floor, , you have to stand to watch. If you want to sit, you have to bring a small bench.

"Ji Hen?"

There were people on the second floor. When they saw Ji Hen coming up, they all put down the books in their hands.

It was a bit surprising to see Ji Hen on the second floor, because Ji Hen was not qualified to come up at the moment, but after thinking about it, it was not surprising. He was the first place in the new sect competition, and even Chu Wushuang was defeated. Yes, it doesn’t matter if you open a privilege.

Zhao Yun smiled politely and looked around the second floor with bright eyes.

After a few moments, he murmured, "Not on the second floor."

With this in mind, he walked down the stairs towards the third floor.

"Wow, can he go to the third floor?"

The disciple who was reading shouted something, the sect rules said that only true disciples could go.

Although Zhao Yun won the first place in the new sect competition, he has not yet been classified as a true legend.

"The rules of the sect are dead, but people are alive." Someone said, "With his qualifications and talents, he can be completely ignored. He can even enter Tianchi, let alone the Sutra Pavilion, so he can read in peace!"

Here, Zhao Yun has entered the third level.

The third floor is slightly smaller than the second floor. There are still rows of bookshelves with fewer books and secret volumes than the second floor. How else can we say this is the third floor? It is not comparable to the two floors below. The displays of tables and chairs are much more exquisite. In addition, there are also decorations such as vases and porcelain. There are also exotic flowers and plants planted between the bookshelves, which are overflowing with fragrance. At first glance, I thought it was the boudoir of some eldest lady? It's quiet and quiet to read here without anyone disturbing you.

There are also people on the third floor, much less than below.

"Ji Hen?"

If it is on the second floor, everyone reading here will be surprised.

They were surprised, but they all figured out that this was not an ordinary person, and it was worth opening the back door.

Zhao Yun still smiled politely and started looking for the treasure.

The rare treasure was on the third floor. Based on his perception and the trembling of the little bud, he went straight inside to look for it. When he reached the inner row of bookshelves, the trembling of the little bud became more and more severe, and the proof was here.

In front of this row of bookshelves, there is a beautiful figure.

Taking a closer look, it was Yue Ling, who was reading ancient scrolls.

When she saw Zhao Yun, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, there was an uncontrollable panic.

Because of a love letter, she pushed the former Ji Hen to the forefront of the limelight.

Thinking about it now, it was too much.

"Sister?"

Zhao Yun had arrived and called out tentatively.

Yue Ling reacted and hurriedly stood up, but did not dare to look directly into Zhao Yun's eyes.

"Can you lend me this ancient scroll in your hand?" Zhao Yun smiled, because the secret treasure was hidden in this ancient scroll. If not, he would not come here for a stroll.

"Of course...of course." Yue Ling smiled and handed it over.

"Thank you." Zhao Yun took the ancient scroll, turned around and left, looking for a place to study.

As a result, Yue Ling's mouth was slightly open, but she was speechless.

This little junior brother, what does this mean? There are so many ancient scrolls and secret books, but I want to read this one of hers. Is this a conversation? If it was a conversation, why did he just take the book and leave without saying a word.

Or is she overthinking it?