Fang Hui stepped into the Heavenly Pillar Peak Scripture Pavilion that most people in the Central Continent would never be able to enter in their lifetime.
Inside was an infinite array of stars.
The black background was boundless, and what Fang Hui stepped on under his feet was the void, and on his up, down, left, right, and back, all of them were shining stars, as if Fang had returned to outer space.
The door behind Fang Hui had already disappeared without a trace, and with one step, Fang Hui had actually crossed countless times and came to another starry sky.
Fang Hui guessed that this should be a treasure hall floating in time and space, and the door of Tianzhu Peak was just an entrance anchor.
Fang Hui approached those shining stars, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be scrolls of books, some floating and glowing fonts, and even some were simply a word, a tablet.
This treasure hall is more like a sundry storehouse, with everything, but the contents are not ordinary.
Moreover, there is a layer of light curtain on the outside of these things, which should be a prohibition in the treasure hall.
Fang Hui approached and wanted to touch these things, but his palm was immediately bounced open; Fang Hui slammed his fist up, and the light curtain didn't have anything to do at all except for a little ripple fluctuation.
Fang Hui was in a difficult situation, how could he get the things inside The head of the sect just let him in and choose the exercises, who knew that it was like this inside, and it was completely different from the form in which he selected the exercises in the Dazheng Siluo.
"Ding Dong, I found the secret of the Xuan-level low-grade exercises."
"Ding Dong, discover the secret of the Xuan-level lower-grade exercises."
"Ding Dong, I found that the Xuan-level middle-grade exercises are evil golden feather tricks."
"Ding Dong, discover the Xuan-level mid-grade Gong Fa Gangfeng Fish Dragon Technique."
"Ding Dong, I found the life-killing secret of the Xuan-level high-grade Gong Fa Lotus Core."
"Ding Dong, I found the life-killing secret of the Xuan-level high-grade Gong Fa Lotus Core."
"Ding Dong, discover the Nine Ding Blood Crow Sutra of the ground-level lower-grade exercises."
The system prompts suddenly prompted one after another at this time, indicating that this side could sense the information inside these star light clusters.
Then Fang Hui saw those light clusters flying towards Fang Hui and merging into Fang Hui's body.
These scripture fonts that entered Fang Hui's body were all sucked into the black hole vortex in the center of Fang Hui's eyebrows without exception.
And Fang Hui found that after devouring these exercises, his earth-level comprehension was slowly growing, which was incredible; And the more exercises he devoured, the brighter the light emitted by the chaotic martial veins in his body became, and there was a faint tendency to melt.
Outside the Heavenly Pillar Peak Scripture Pavilion, Chen Weibin waited for a stick of incense for a long time and didn't see any movement inside, and he began to worry.
There is a special formation setting in the Scripture Pavilion of this Heavenly Pillar Peak, which can slow down the flow of time.
Time flows 6,000 times slower than the outside.
In other words, one minute outside, 6,000 minutes, that is, 100 hours, have passed in the Scripture Pavilion.
Now that fifteen minutes have passed, there is no movement inside, is there no martial art suitable for Fang Hui in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion Just when Chen Weibin was worried, his face suddenly turned happy and there was movement.
"The Wild Sand Falling Flower Technique, not bad, this exercise is considered the top even in the Xuan-level lower-grade exercises."
"The trick of breaking the heart and breaking the mountain, you can, Fang Hui's qualifications are good, and he already has two exercises to recognize the master."
"But the evil golden feather trick, my God, this is just a martial arts general, and you can comprehend the exercises of the middle grade of the Xuan level" ", the second part, Fang Hui is going against the rhythm of the sky?"
"The lotus core is life-stealing, it's impossible, the Xuan-level high-grade exercises are not at all what he can comprehend at this level, what happened?"
"After all, the second part is a chaotic martial vein, a special physique, which cannot be measured by common sense."
Chen Weibin was a little numb, he was sure that Fang Hui's perversion was beyond his imagination.
"Liar the ghost, Jiuding Blood Crow Sutra, you can comprehend the ground-level exercises, this guy is not a human, right?"
no，no，no The ground-level lower-grade exercises, this is the only one of the Eighteen Sword Sects that can be cultivated to the Venerable's ground-level exercises, but for thousands of years, no one in the Eighteen Sword Sects has been able to comprehend it at all.
Even Chen Weibin read this scripture like reading a book from heaven, he didn't believe that Fang Hui could comprehend it at all.
But the fact is that Chen Weibin can sense that this only prefecture-level exercise has indeed been passive, and some people are comprehending it.
"Ding Dong, comprehend the success of the Jiuding Blood Crow Sutra."
When he woke up from meditation again, around Fang Hui, the glowing Chenguang had been reduced by more than half, and all the exercises here had been looted by Fang Hui.
These exercises comprehended various attributes, all of which were absorbed by Fang Hui's black hole in the center of his eyebrows, and Fang Hui felt that his perception had been greatly improved.
Due to the particularity of his own martial lineage, Fang Hui had to create his own exercises in order to successfully advance to the Human King Realm.
But even after almost swallowing all the exercises and scriptures in the Zangjing Pavilion, Fang Hui's comprehension still couldn't break through the limit.
The comprehension of the prefecture-level level seems to have reached the top.
But Fang Hui knew that it was impossible.
At the beginning, a heaven-level low-grade exercise could raise Fang Hui's comprehension to the ground-level upper grade.
If there is a heaven-level lower grade exercise, there must be a heaven-level middle grade and a heaven-level upper grade, which means that Fang Hui's comprehension still has room for improvement.
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Fang glanced back at those glowing stars, the exercises were gone, and there were still martial arts.
Fang Hui has something as strange as a collection library, and even martial arts can increase his understanding.
Now, although the collection is fused with the black hole in the center of his eyebrows, this function is retained.
So Fang Hui once again set his eyes on those martial arts, and pounced on them like a hungry wolf meeting food.
Chen Weibin, who was outside the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, sensed that the exercises and martial arts of the Hidden Treasure Pavilion had disappeared one by one, and even his face became abnormal.
"Boss, the boss is not good, someone has invaded the Eighteen Sword Gates, and most of the exercises and martial arts in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion have been robbed."
Zhao Zhiyue, the elder in charge of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, was very panicked.
Although this is not the headquarters of the Eighteen Sword Gates, and the exercises in the Scripture Pavilion are only copied versions, the exercises and martial arts in it are not trivial, and it would be a great sin to lose them.
Chen Weibin comforted Zhao Zhiyue and said, "Don't panic, I know what's going on, no one has invaded the Eighteen Sword Gates." ” After receiving Chen Weibin's affirmative reply, Zhao Zhiyue was relieved, and at the same time asked a little puzzled: "Boss, who is in it and what is he doing?"
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