"Emperor Yang!"

The beautiful deacon in charge of handing over the task shouted respectfully.

Since Yang Mucheng broke through the twelve-story experience tower, Yang Mucheng's name has been written on the 'Golden Scroll'. Wu Shanhe informed the entire Tuotian Palace that no matter who saw Yang Mucheng, he had to be polite and courteous, and he was not allowed to slack off.

"Are you here to hand over the task?"

"Yes!"

Yang Mucheng opened the storage bracelet, and suddenly a bunch of black shadows crackled and fell, directly piling up into a small mountain.

"Is this a Fox Hunt in the Wind, a 12-point mission, or is it alive?"

"This is the Apocalypse Moonlight Grass, the quest ...... 8 points"

"This is the Green-headed Falcon, a 9-point mission?"

The beautiful deacon was speechless.

She glanced at Yang Mucheng, who was indifferent, and hurriedly said, "Emperor Yang, please wait a while." The amount of work to count these tasks is too large......"

"Okay, then I'll just wait a while!"

Yang Mucheng nodded.

Seven or eight deacons gathered together, quickly counted the same items, corresponded to each task, and then put the points into the jade card. The warriors in the main hall were stunned for a while, and they couldn't believe it. Yang Mucheng really completed all these hundreds of tasks in three days!

"He didn't do it himself...... It's not my true ability!" There was an inner martial artist who said sourly.

"Who said it wasn't a real skill?" A nobleman couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "I came to the Tuotian Palace, and my father also assigned me two Xuanhai Realm powerhouses. But those two strong men, I can't command them at all. Old Demon Yang was able to let so many Xuanhai Realm powerhouses do things for him, this was a kind of ability!"

"yes!"

Many princes and nobles nodded in agreement.

These people are all from the royal family. Those masters, one by one, are above the top, and most of them listen to tunes and don't listen to announcements. Even when he saw the emperor, he just bowed his hand and did not kneel. It stands to reason that Yang Mucheng is so young, which is the opportunity for these strong people to 'coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes'.

But on the contrary, Yang Mucheng was like a god emperor, and he had absolute control over these martial artists of the Xuanhai Realm.

"Emperor Yang, this is your token!" With a cup of tea, the beautiful deacon respectfully handed the jade plate to Yang Mucheng. "You've completed all your missions, and you've earned a total of 3,800 points. Do you want to take on another task?"

"Pick them all up!"

Yang Mucheng waved his hand indifferently.

Swish!

The three or four hundred tasks that appeared on the light curtain were all injected into the jade plate. This scene suddenly made the belated inner martial artist can't help beating his chest. Since Yang Mucheng entered the inner door, they couldn't even complete the most basic tasks.

Holding the jade plate, Yang Mucheng walked directly towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Emperor Yang, only one person is allowed to enter the Scripture Pavilion......" Before he stepped into the Scripture Pavilion, an elder stopped him. He glanced at Lu Yao'er and Bai Zhong, who were following Yang Mucheng, and couldn't help but be full of apologies: "These two people are not allowed!"

"That's it!"

Yang Mucheng pondered for a moment, did not insist, but asked the two of them to wait for him outside the Scripture Pavilion, and walked in by himself.

In fact.

This rule of the Tuotian Palace is also very easy to understand.

After all, hundreds of thousands of martial arts in this Scripture Pavilion are extremely precious. If you accidentally damage it, you can't tell why. As soon as Yang Mucheng came in, he noticed dozens of eyes sweeping over his body.

"The defense is still quite tight! It seems that it is because someone can want to fight this Hidden Scripture Pavilion with the crooked idea, afraid that someone will take away the martial arts!"

Just when Yang Mucheng was contemplating, an old man came up to him.

"Emperor Yang, which floor are you going to go to, I'll take you there. The old man said with a smile.

"I'm not going anywhere, just take a look at this first floor!"

Yang Mu became enlightened.

The old man's face was full of surprise.

His name is Mo Shang Zhenren, and he is responsible for the safety of the entire Scripture Pavilion. Ordinary people enter the Scripture Pavilion, they are received by other people, and only when the warrior on the 'Golden Scroll' appears, he will receive him personally. However, no matter which martial artist came in, they were all heading for those Xuan-level martial arts, but no one had ever stayed on the first layer like Yang Mucheng.

"Emperor Yang, the martial arts of this first layer are all the lowest level of the spirit rank!"

Mo Shangzhen was afraid that Yang Mucheng would not know the distribution of the martial arts of this Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so he couldn't help but remind cautiously.

"I know!"

Yang Mucheng nodded.

Mo Shangzhen raised his eyebrows, he saw that Yang Mucheng was so firm, naturally he didn't say much, but reminded again: "Emperor Yang, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, points are deducted according to the time you stay in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. The longer you stay, the more points will be deducted! When the points are used up, you will be forcibly sent out of the Scripture Pavilion. ”

After saying that, Mo Shang Zhenren retreated.

And Yang Mucheng only looked at the first floor of this scripture pavilion at this time. The first floor of the Scripture Pavilion is also set up with the 'inner world'. Covering an area of hundreds of acres, rows of bookshelves neatly placed all kinds of lowest-level spiritual level martial arts.

Retracting his gaze, Yang Mucheng began to look through them one by one.

"What the hell do you say, what the hell is this Yang Mucheng doing?"

After Mo Shangzhen withdrew from the Scripture Pavilion, he looked at several elders who were also guarding the Scripture Pavilion and couldn't help but ask.

"In my opinion, Yang Mucheng is preparing to collect martial arts!" An elder's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said: "After all, Yang Mucheng was born in the mortal realm, and the biggest difference between his Great Qian Dynasty and the Heavenly Tiger Dynasty and our Holy Ape Dynasty is the heritage! The countries of the martial arts realm have been inherited for at least more than a thousand years. The heritage of more than 1,000 years is quite rich. ”

Everyone nodded their heads.

It's inevitable.

The Holy Ape Dynasty has gone through 3,200 years, and this has such a rich heritage. And what kind of background can the Daqian Dynasty, which has only risen recently?

"Therefore, Yang Mucheng entered the Tuotian Palace this time to memorize all the martial arts in our Hidden Scripture Pavilion and bring them back to the Great Qian Dynasty to enrich the heritage of the Great Qian Dynasty!" the elder swore an oath.

His voice fell.

There was silence at first, and then a burst of laughter.

Thereinto.

Mo Shangzhen laughed especially loudly and unscrupulously, and the others also laughed as if they had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and they couldn't stand up straight.

"What are you kidding?"

"There are hundreds of thousands of books in this scripture pavilion. There are 327,613 martial arts at the spiritual level alone, each of which is a few hundred words, more than a thousand words, or even tens of thousands of words. I used to eat or drink, and I spent thirty-six years in the Scripture Pavilion to memorize all these books. ”

"And Yang Mucheng can't stay in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every night like me. Although he currently has more than 3,000 points, he can only stay in this first layer for two hours at most. At this pace, he won't even be able to finish the first layer of books in hundreds of years!"

Everyone smiled and cast their eyes on Yang Mucheng again.

However.

What Yang Mucheng didn't expect was that he really began to turn over these lowest-level spirit rank martial arts one by one!

(End of chapter)