Unlimited Adaptation

Above the hub square, the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

In the void, there is a treasure boat floating in the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The flag representing the Lin family is fluttering in the wind.

Buzz! !

The void trembled, and beams of light fell from the sky. When the light dissipated, a large number of figures were revealed. Everyone looked different, including fatigue, disappointment, and excitement. M.

"Bold punishment!"

A loud shout shook the void and attracted everyone's attention.

"Um?"

As soon as Yan Xing stepped out of the beam of light, he sensed a blast of cold air from Dao Sen, locking him in. If he were not at the headquarters of Feixian Cave, he had no doubt that these guys would cut him into pieces.

"Yan Xing, your hands were stained with the blood of your sect, and you killed my Lin family's children on Lichen Star. I now order you to come with us and find out what happened."

"Old guy, you just opened your mouth, do you have any evidence?"

Yan Xing's eyes were cold and he responded unceremoniously. He said, "Wang Baoer killed everyone, right?" He is a good man, how could he kill someone?

The people around him were all dumbfounded. They didn't expect that Yan Xing would dare to speak to an elder like this.

"presumptuous!"

The voice on the flying boat was filled with anger, the void was twisted, and a big black hand was grabbing at Yan Xing.

Be anxious, be anxious, the Lin family has lost its ancestral land, and now its defenses have been completely broken.

Yan Xing felt happy and stood motionless. It didn't matter, someone would take action for him.

"That's enough."

"Elder Lin Kong, don't make trouble and leave this place immediately."

The old voice came from the direction of the Department of Internal Affairs, and everyone was in a daze. When they came to their senses, Elder Sikong was already standing in front of Yan Xing, and his huge black palm was chopped into nothingness by his gaze.

"snort!"

Lin Kong stood on the flying boat, his old face darkened, and beside him stood the sluggish Evil Saint Cheng. It was he who left the trial field early and informed the Lin family.

Whether it was the world behind Sikong or the Wang family behind Wang Baoer, they were not behemoths that the Lin family could afford to offend. No matter how dissatisfied Lin Kong was, he could only turn the treasure boat around and leave in despair.

"Thank you, Great Elder!"

"Haha, you are a good boy. You can give me a surprise every time we meet."

Sikong stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and felt Yan Xing's much stronger aura. He couldn't help but feel filled with emotion. The monster's growth rate really cannot be measured by common sense.

"Yan Xing, come see me at the Department of Internal Affairs in one day. I have something to discuss with you."

"Well, I understand."

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, looking at Sikong's retreating back, thoughtfully in his heart.

The crowd surged, and many Feixian inner disciples looked at Yan Xing with a hint of fear.

Fighting each other with Elder Lin Kong, and being as close to Elder Sikong as a grandson, not even a few powerful true disciples can do this.

This time, Yan Xing became famous in the inner sect.

After reminiscing with Raymond and others for a while, everyone went back to their respective homes. They wanted to go back to digest the harvest and turn it into their own strength as soon as possible.

Yan Xing did not return to Youyou Valley immediately. This was the hub square, and the library was right next to it. It was just right to receive the benefits of the dust realm, a precious consciousness technique.

Other disciples would come to the Library to apply when they were in the early stage of their breakthrough. However, Yan Xing, an outlier, broke through in advance with his profound knowledge and powerful talent.

Walking into the library, the smell was still the same, filled with the atmosphere of knowledge. Yan Xing did not stay on the first floor, but directly crossed the light film barrier and climbed to the second floor.

The space on the second floor of the library is much smaller, and the bookshelves are less than half of those on the first floor. But in terms of the value of the classics, the books here are definitely far more valuable than those below.

"Pavilion Master!"

Buzz, a gap opened in the void, swallowing Yan Xing inside.

"Yan Xing, long time no see, have you reached the realm of fine dust so soon?"

The pavilion master was deeply impressed by Yan Xing, but within half a year, he had crossed a new level when they met again, and he was a little surprised.

"What do you need this time?"

"As usual, I'd better read the free classics first. Pavilion Master, please go and do your work and don't worry about me."

Yan Xing looked familiar, and he couldn't wait to summon the light curtain. As his strength improved, his talent [Never Ending] became stronger. This time, he directly opened the thousand-sided light curtain and read through thousands of classics at the same time. The speed was still very fast. It's scary, as if it's just messing around.

"This kid..."

The pavilion master shook his head speechlessly, and his figure disappeared for a while.

"The information recorded in these classics is indeed much more precious!"

The first level of knowledge is just some common sense. Although it is vast in quantity, it is relatively shallow. The second level already involves some secrets, which is much more obscure and more useful.

Eleven hours later, Yan Xing took Sikong's words to heart and reluctantly stopped.

"Pavilion Master, I want to receive the consciousness technique."

The light condensed into a figure, nodded, and said: "Yan Xing, what is the law of your Taoist source?"

The zodiac sign of the law, to a certain extent, is the zodiac sign of the monk. Practicing the corresponding exercises can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

"Well……"

Yan Xing fell into deep thought. He now has twelve laws in his body, and there will be more in the future. It is really difficult for him to choose his zodiac sign.

"Pavilion Master, is there a universal technique that is suitable for all laws?"

"What do you think?"

The pavilion master's face turned dark. She wanted to open Yan Xing's skull to see what was in his mind.

"I understand, Pavilion Master, calm down, my source of truth is the sacred law of light."

Yan Xing handed over his hand and apologized, choosing his strongest law. The 0.9-ring Unparalleled Law of Destiny is currently not as good as this peerless eight-ring law.

"As you wish."

The master of the pavilion raised his hand and waved, and a scroll slowly unfolded. In the boundless black void, there was a dim sun suspended, with five characters written on it - "Golden Crow Nirvana Picture".

唳——

Yan Xing froze on the spot, his eyes flashing with light, and the vast cry coming from his ears seemed to run through the past and present.

The big sun became clearer and clearer in the field of vision, slightly distorted, and turned into a curled-up three-legged golden crow.

The sight was drawn in crazily, and the scene changed again. Every part of the Golden Crow's huge body, and every golden feather, was condensed from the dense origin of the divine text. It was mysterious and unpredictable, and both Tao and reason were contained in it. .

Phew! !

The golden crow crows, awakens from its slumber, flaps its wings and flies high, turning into a rising golden sun, shining brightly, illuminating the endless darkness...

In Yan Xing's senses, he was just stunned for a moment, but in fact, more than half an hour had passed in the outside world.

The master of the pavilion waited patiently, knowing that it would take a lot of effort to imprint this mysterious totem into the consciousness, which would consume a lot of the monk's spirit.

I learned.

Yan Xing's eyes trembled, and he came back to his senses. As if instinctively, the endless soul particles began to reorganize, forming an extremely mysterious "realm of consciousness" filled with heat and light.

唳——

Visible to the naked eye, the mighty wave of consciousness behind Yan Xing spread out and turned into a circling and flying golden crow, which then bloomed with endless light, like a big sun, floating quietly behind his head.

"This is impossible!!"

The pavilion master's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most incredible scene, and his mouth opened unconsciously.

"You, you..."

The Pavilion Master pointed at Yan Xing, his fingertips trembling, and the body of light and shadow began to inexplicably twist and change, switching back and forth between entities and endless runes, as if it was about to collapse.

"Pavilion Master?"

Yan Xing frowned and looked at the pavilion master who was in a strange state, a little confused.

"Yen Xing!!"

The figure of the pavilion master twisted violently for a while, then calmed down, took a step forward, and appeared in front of Yan Xing in an instant, almost falling into his arms.

"Help, save me..."

"Yan Xing, save me!!"

Yan Xing's pupils trembled upon hearing this, he looked down and his eyes intertwined with the pavilion master's.

What a complicated look this is.

Pleading, pain, grievance, confusion, deathly silence...

"Pavilion Master, what are you doing!?"

Before Yan Xing could finish his words, the figure of the master of the Library Pavilion suddenly stagnated, suddenly disintegrating into points of light and dissipating, and then a light emerged, re-condensing into a figure, his eyes were calm, still as intellectual as before, full of reason and wisdom.

"Yan Xing, what's wrong with you?"

"The consciousness technique has been imprinted into your consciousness. You can just meditate on it in the future. Is there anything else you need?"

What is going on?

Yan Xing frowned. The change in the pavilion master made him completely different. The scene just now and the shrill pleading voice still echoed in his mind. It was not an illusion.

"Excuse me, Pavilion Master. I have something else to do. See you next time."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Xing did not ask the pavilion master. His intuition told him that it was useless, so he just pretended that nothing happened, cupped his hands, and exited the dimensional space.

What secrets is hidden in this library?

Yan Xing turned back and looked at the towering library pavilion. His thoughts could not calm down. The scene where the pavilion master asked for help just now kept replaying in his mind.

"Flying Immortal Cave Heaven, it seems..."

After suppressing his thoughts, Yan Xing walked away and walked towards the Department of Internal Affairs in the distance.