Guarding the Sutra Library for a hundred years, investing in the villain of destiny

Shenzhou Continent.

East Region.

Donglin Holy Land.

The pavilions with carved beams and painted buildings, neatly arranged bookshelves, and books with divine light shining in the Sutra Library, shining with charming brilliance.

An old man slowly arranged the books on the bookshelf, with a little helplessness in his eyes, but compared to the initial panic, he has adapted to it now.

His name is Chu Xun. In his previous life, he was also a fan of the novel. Unexpectedly, after his accidental death, he actually traveled through time and came to Donglin Holy Land, one of the six holy places in the East Region, and he was also an elder.

The elder of the Sutra Library.

He has been in charge of this place for sixty years.

Although there is a little surprise.

More is relief.

Compared to the experience of the previous life.

Live another life.

I am already very satisfied.

Moreover, Chu Xun was quite accepting of his identity in this life. He was an elder of the Sutra Library. His identity was ordinary, but he was stable. He was not like those people who traveled through time and space and were always the proud sons of heaven, the losers who made a comeback, or the destined villains.

He was well-versed in poetry and books and naturally understood that these people seemed to be bright and infinite, but in fact, they were in danger at every step. If they took a wrong step, they would fall into an irreversible situation.

Compared with them.

The elder of the Sutra Library was very good.

Ordinary.

Free.

Peaceful.

Carefree.

As long as the East Lin Holy Land did not go bankrupt.

It was quite comfortable to live a carefree life.

As for letting the East Lin Holy Land go bankrupt, he thought it was impossible.

Shenzhou Continent.

The martial arts flourished, and martial arts were respected.

Body Refining Realm, Concentrated Spirit Realm, Golden Elixir Realm, Dharma Realm, King Realm, Venerable Realm, Human Emperor Realm, Sage Realm, Quasi-Emperor Realm, and Emperor Realm.

Each realm is a natural chasm for ordinary people. It takes a long time to cross it. Donglin Holy Land dares to call itself a holy land, so it naturally has a saint-level strongman sitting in it.

In this era, if the emperor realm does not come out and the quasi-emperor does not appear, the saint is already the limit. Moreover, Donglin Holy Land has been floating in the East Region for three thousand years, watching the rise and fall of major holy lands, or disappearing in the long river of time.

Only Donglin Holy Land.

Transcends the outside world.

Such a holy land.

Wanting to go bankrupt is a fantasy.

Shaking his head.

Pulling out a book casually, this scripture that countless people in the outside world want to break their heads to snatch a copy is everywhere in the Sutra Pavilion. Ancient books with faint glow are all supreme scriptures.

"Innate Scripture"

Lying on the rocking chair, flipping through the scriptures that once caused a bloody storm, but just flipping through two volumes, I heard a crisp sound beside my ear.

"Ding!"

"Read ten volumes!"

"A realm-breaking pill as a reward!"

"One chance to deduce life!"

"One investment opportunity!"

Buzz!

A white jade-like pill with a fragrant aroma fell into his palm.

Chu Xun's eyes were still warm and peaceful. He naturally brought a system with him after traveling through time. However, compared with others who invested in the son of destiny, family luck, etc., his system was a little different.

Investing in villains.

Destiny villains.

Different investments have different returns.

As it is now.

Looking down from the top of the pavilion, you can see the disciples passing by.

[Name: Li Niu]

[Age: 31]

[Cultivation: Dharma Realm! ]

[Luck: White (ordinary)]

[Life evaluation: A life of mediocrity. Two months later, he was accidentally injured. Knowing that he could not break through the realm again, he left the sect and returned to his hometown to educate the younger generation! ]

...

[Name: Zhao Zhong]

[Age: 35]

[Cultivation: Dharma Realm! ]

[Luck: Gray (minor villain)]

[Life evaluation: Provoked the protagonist of destiny three months later, was beheaded in public in the sect, and was sacrificed by the protagonist to establish his power, and ended up miserably! ]

"What a pity!"

After watching for a while, none of them was worth investing in.

He shook his head gently.

He looked down at the pill in his hand again, the realm-breaking pill. Now he has figured out the rules of the system. He only needs to read books. For example, he read ten volumes this time, and a hundred volumes next time.

And he is familiar with these scriptures and knows them clearly. He is not just fooling around.

"Okay!"

"Read the scriptures in the sect, invest in villains, and even if you have to go down the mountain one day, you will have a good cultivation base!" With this thought, his mind suddenly opened up.

He looked down at the pill in his hand.

He no longer hesitated.

He opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Instantly.

A mysterious state of mind permeated and surged.

It was suddenly clear.

The mind seemed to be wandering in the universe.

The world suddenly became clear.

His spiritual consciousness flew through the clouds, looking down, passing through layers of buildings, and he saw that the Sutra Pavilion with carved railings and painted buildings was filled with runes, each of which gathered a mysterious aura, connected together to form a terrible formation, and his body was entrenched in the Sutra Pavilion.

"The Sutra Pavilion is really magical!" Chu Xun exclaimed.

Looking into the distance again.

You can see.

A continuous formation.

With the Sutra Pavilion as the center.

It is undulating.

Like a spider web.

Covering the entire sect.

Forming a terrible momentum, it feels like even a saint in person will be defeated in this formation. In this incident, he was confused about why the Donglin Holy Land has stood tall for thousands of years. With such a large formation to protect the sect, who can break it with leisure time?

Huh~!

His mind returned to his body in just a moment of wandering.

And his realm.

It was constantly rising.

Body Refining Realm.

Concentrating Realm...

Golden elixir realm...

Just a moment.

He broke through several realms in a row.

Regarding this appalling speed, Chu Xun remained calm and calm. According to his memory, the original owner was at the peak of the Venerable Realm and was only one step away from the Human Emperor Realm.

I think back then, the original owner was also a man of unparalleled splendor. He dressed in green clothes and walked around the world with a sword, and charmed countless girls. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and met the most evil "Zhenwu Great Sage" in this world. The proud son of heaven who hopes to become the emperor.

The two won a battle.

The original owner lost.

Dao heart is broken.

Since then it has been dusty.

He became a sutra keeper in the Sutra Pavilion.

This stay.

That is sixty years.

"What a pity!" Chu Xun sighed softly. If the original owner hadn't been too obsessed back then, with his talent, how could he have reached the realm of a mere Venerable now, and how could he have tied himself up in a prison for sixty years.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Now that I'm here.

Just took over all this.

"Bo!"

His realm is still constantly breaking through.

Dharma state.

The realm of princes.

The state of the venerable.

Even when he reached the Human Emperor Realm, he only paused for a moment before wisps of the Human Emperor's will condensed on his body, accompanied by an aura unique to the Human Emperor. At this moment, he successfully broke through and stood up again, stepping into the Human Emperor Realm. .

at the same time.

The two white-haired old Taoists were playing chess in the sea of ​​clouds. They suddenly sensed something. They both turned their heads and looked at each other, showing expressions of astonishment, and said: "Breaking the realm!"

"Who's breaking through?"

"The Breath of the Human Emperor!"

When they sensed that familiar aura, their faces turned from astonishment to relief and joy. One of them even stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This fool, when he was defeated, his Taoist heart was broken, his realm was completely lost, and he was hiding in his own body." After sixty years of meditation, I finally have enlightenment. With accumulated knowledge, I can reach the realm of the Human Emperor in one step!"

at the same time.

To the east is the Holy Land.

The master’s training place.

A young woman in a red robe suddenly opened her phoenix eyes, with picturesque eyebrows. She stared straight in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, feeling the familiar atmosphere. Joy appeared on her delicate face, and she murmured: "Sixty After all, you haven’t given up on your spiritual path!”