The Strongest Villain Personality At The Beginning

Ye Muchen glanced at the word "bookstore", swiped the access card, and walked in. He naturally knew that all public facilities in the college required access cards, and naturally they cost money.

Since he is in the junior warrior class, he can only enter the first level. This is common sense and he understands it, but how to do it is another matter.

The space inside is not small, with rows of bookshelves standing on both sides, and in the middle is a place for people to read, rest and relax.

An old man with a white beard was sitting at the front desk with his legs crossed and he was resting with his eyes closed. However, when he heard the door open, he just squinted his eyes slightly and looked Ye Muchen up and down before continuing to rest.

Ye Muchen looked at the empty bookstore. Apart from the old man who managed it, it was almost impossible to see anyone else except himself. The silence was terrifying.

"Hey, old man, it's time to wake up. Why are you still pretending to be asleep when you're here?" Ye Muchen naturally knew that the other party was not sleeping at all.

The scent is easily distinguishable.

"What are you talking about, you bastard? The books are over there. You can read them as long as you want. Of course, taking them away is never allowed."

Ye Langxing replied with a glare as if he was blowing his beard, and thought to himself, this brat is so young and old, everyone in the Ye family is like this.

If Ye Muchen knew that the other party actually knew that he was from the Ye family, he would probably be extremely surprised, because he had no impression of this old man.

"Is it that simple? There is no limit to how long you can watch?"

Naturally, he didn't believe it. At least if there were really no restrictions on the bookstore, then the books would probably be incomplete. It would be better not to read them at all.

"Bah, are you here for excitement? What restrictions do you want? Your restriction is that you can get out now, or you can read your book quietly.

Mr. Ye has been in the bookstore for so long and has never encountered someone who wants to force himself to find trouble. This kid from the Ye family is indeed as unusual as people say.

"No wonder there's no one here. I know some of the reasons clearly." Ye Muchen replied without any sign of weakness and walked towards the bookshelf.

Mr. Ye was naturally too lazy to pay attention. At least the dean had left a message. If Ye Muchen came here, it would be up to him. But this was actually the first time he had really seen this kid in several years.

A complete collection of martial arts treasures, methods for improving martial arts, the origin of catastrophes in the fantasy world, influential figures in martial arts, the initial training of combined martial arts, and an analysis chart of warrior realm rank rankings.

Ye Muchen looked at the rows of books, which were more like impurities on the earth, and started to read them casually. In the eyes of others, Ye Muchen may be just a glance.

That's not called reading, just turning the pages, but in Ye Muchen's eyes, he had indeed read every line carefully and had a general understanding.

But it's not what he needs. What he needs is the way of cultivation in this world, that is, some ancient books, secrets, etc.

Time passed, and even for a thousand and three hours, Ye Muchen still had not found a suitable martial arts book.

This made him feel like he was in the wrong place. No wonder no one came. This was all useless science education.

"I've been paying attention to you for a long time, kid. Your lack of humility matches your words just now." 1

Ye Lao drank the tea in his hand from time to time and looked at Ye Muchen's seemingly random movements.

"Shut up, old man, I spent money and it's my business to do what I want, I don't need you to worry about it.

He is a little irritable now, and even wants to leave here. It is a waste of time.

"Haha, you can't say that. I know what you want to find. It's just some martial arts things. If you didn't tell me earlier, those things on the second floor are not here.

Mr. Ye seemed to have good intentions, but this made Ye Muchen extremely speechless. Only now did MD say that this was clearly intentional.

"But the first floor is not without good things. There is a book of ancient secrets here, which can be regarded as one of the most valuable treasures of Lingtian Academy."

Ye Langxing's words seemed to bring back a lot of memories.

Ye Muchen curled his lips, how could this old man be so kind? Then he sneered: "Don't tease me, since it is a treasure, you will kindly let me appreciate it? What's more, there is a treasure of the college on the first floor. That is nonsense, old man, you really take it seriously." Am I so easy to fool?"

After hearing this, the old man laughed twice and said, "Don't worry, just listen to what I have to say.

"The former Lingtian Academy was not called Lingtian Academy but Lingtian Pavilion. It was also called a super academy thousands of years ago. It was very famous in the former imperial capital."

"It's just because at that time a unique genius named Luo Tianhe came out. He created the Emperor's Scripture, which is what I call the ancient secret technique. He was a powerful figure at that time and even led Lingtian Pavilion to be among the top 100 in the country. .”

"Maybe you think it's nothing, but in an era when there were so many talented people, it was so difficult to lead a down-and-out college to the top 100 in the country. It was all by his own efforts. Later, there was no news from him during a hunting mission, and his life and death were unknown. , I definitely can’t live now. How can I still be alive after thousands of years?

"And the only thing he left behind was this Emperor's Scripture, but no one has passed it down to this day. As time goes by, many people have forgotten about it, and Lingtian Pavilion has also plummeted, becoming the Huahai Lingwu Academy today."

"."And the secret skill is also regarded as worthless. After all, it can't be practiced, so what if it is valuable? The ones on the first floor are just hand-painted. The real possibility is in the hands of the dean.

If you need it, why don't you take it and take a look.

Ye Langxing sighed from time to time, as if he had really seen the beauty of the past, but it was obviously impossible. It should be the version that had been passed down.

Ye Muchen fell into deep thought and never thought about the time when Lingtian Academy was so prominent. He was also very curious about the so-called secret skills of the Emperor's Scripture.

"If it's so powerful, why doesn't anyone understand it? It seems that after thousands of years, there should be quite a few talents in the academy?"

Ye Muchen finally asked with a hint of suspicion,

"Haha, although this Emperor's Sutra is powerful, it also has a fatal flaw, that is, the requirements for cultivators are a little too extreme, and the requirements for comprehenders are a little too harsh, so so far, even the Ling(King) Good thing) Heaven has produced countless talents, but those who can understand the Emperor's Sutra are far away."

"He not only requires super high comprehension, but also must have a strong body, super mental power, and super high blood. If the martial spirit is a blood soul, it can be achieved naturally, but blood souls are rare in this world. There are few martial arts spirits.

Ye Langxing then sighed and continued: "Okay, why are you telling me so much? Well, the bottom row of the fifth bookshelf behind you is the Emperor's Scripture. Now you can't see it anymore. The real name of Qing Dynasty is revealed. If you want to see it, you can read it. If you don’t want to see it, you can leave."

Ye Muchen nodded along with the other party's words and then came to the place where the old man said. Looking at the dilapidated and yellowed book, was this really a high-quality emperor's scripture?

No matter from which angle you look at it, it looks more like garbage in the library?

"Is what this old man said true or false?" Ye Muchen couldn't help but cursed in his heart. .