Su Tang's every move touched people's hearts, every time he got up from the chair, several old people downstairs would involuntarily hold their breath, prick up their ears, and turn their eyes to the stairs, and when Su Tang walked back to his original position, they realized that Su Tang was still reading the book, and then took a long breath, looking slightly lost

There are a total of four elders in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, in charge of the east, west, north and south buildings, the elders of the east building are Ou Qi who died under the sword of Su Tang, the elder of the west building is called Mu Chunguang, his body is not tall, and his appearance is very rich, the elder of the north building is called Ren Lianying, he is very particular about his appearance, his beard is shaved in Yu Jingjing, and even his nails are trimmed extremely neatly, the elder of the west building is called Hou Yulian, and his name is somewhat feminine, but he is actually an out-and-out bad old man, and he and Ren Lianying go to different extremes, and he is very sloppy. As for the name of the sword elder, no one knows the way, when the sword elder entered the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, he said that he wanted to forget the past and serve the sword wholeheartedly, so everyone called him Jian Lao.

Su Tang got up and sat down, I don't know how many times he repeated it, the people who read the book were nothing, but the people below were a little exhausted.

"I can't stand it anymore...... Hou Yulian said in a low voice: "Why hasn't that kid finished reading it yet? It's getting dark."

"What's the hurry?" Ren Lianying looked at Hou Yulian with disdain: "I'm a lot older, and I don't have any self-control?"

"Hey...... Do you have self-control?" Hou Yulian sneered: "You have self-control, why do you sweat for nothing?"

"Where is the Khan?" Ren Lianying flatly denied.

"Okay, old Ren, actually...... I couldn't bear to say it. Mu Chunguang said: "Your eyebrows are ......."

"What?" Ren Lianying was stunned for a moment, hurriedly reached out and brushed his brows, looked at it intently, and sure enough, his fingers turned black.

"I remember that this guy's eyebrows turned white a long time ago, and then they turned black inexplicably......" Hou Yulian sneered again: "What else do you say about rejuvenation, what has entered the realm of ancestor respect, it's all bullshit, it turned out to be dyed"

Ren Lianying's face turned pale, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Most of the spiritual tricks on the eleventh floor are very difficult to understand. Mu Chunguang saw that Ren Lianying couldn't get off the stage, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Do you think that kid can really comprehend?"

"From the second floor all the way to here, he has read all the books, and Jian Lao has tested him more than a dozen times, and he has never been bothered. Hou Yulian said: "I can remember so many spiritual tips, how many books are missing?"

"It's not the same. Mu Chunguang shook his head and said, "Haven't you seen those in the top box? ”

Several elders, including Sword Elder, were convinced of the prophecy made from a long time ago, because there were so many spiritual formulas treasured here, and if they could really learn all of them, they would definitely reach an unimaginable height

At this moment, Su Tang had finished reading the last book, and his eyes fell on a box above the first row of bookshelves, remembering that in the morning, the box was not there, it was taken out of the corner by Jian Lao, and he deliberately coughed a few times when he put it on the shelf, as if hoping that he would notice.

Su Tang walked over slowly, took down the box, walked to the table and sat down, gently opened the box, looked at it in amazement for a moment, and then took out a piece of torn paper from it.

It was getting late, Su Tang finally finished reading everything, in the hall of thinking, the bells were ringing, the rows of bookshelves stretched far away, and each book was exuding a faint light.

Su Tang took a long breath, walked to the window, gently pushed open the window, and stared at the setting sun.

"Why don't you move?"

"That kid seems to be pushing the window. ”

"Aren't you tired?"

"Sword Elder, will you go up and have a look?"

Downstairs, the old men were whispering.

"It's not time yet, what am I going to do when I go up?" Jian Lao shook his head and said, every time he approached Su Tang, he had to find a reasonable excuse so that he wouldn't go over to be courteous for no reason.

Su Tang's body was motionless, but in his thinking hall, the light became more and more intense, and in a moment, the first book in the first row of bookshelves, which was also the first Xiao Sword Technique that Su Tang had read, began to tremble slightly.

The next moment, a figure floated out of the Xiao Sword Technique, landed in the field, and then began to dance the sword one by one, the Xiao Sword Technique is only a lower grade spirit technique, so the power of the sword is not very strong, and the cognition of the sword intent is also very limited.

Immediately afterward, another figure fell from the second book, holding a huge axe in his hand, and launched a ferocious pounce forward.

The collection of books in the Eight Pillars Tower, except for Gu Technique, has everything else, and it is not limited to Sword Technique. And the inheritance of Gu Jue is somewhat special, it must be passed on by word of mouth, not to mention that after learning the sword trick and sword trick, you can roughly apply it with a random weapon, but the power cannot be fully released. Gu tricks can't be learned, and there is no gradual enlightenment or epiphany, in a word, after reading the Gu tricks, there are no Gu worms, and there is no use for fart.

What's more, the Demon Gu Sect has always emphasized Gu techniques, and the selection of disciples is also more demanding, which can be regarded as the lifeblood of the Demon Gu Sect, and it is impossible to write the mysteries and skills of Gu Jue in a book and let people read them.

The number of figures is gradually increasing, and the temple of thinking is slowly expanding, and each book will condense into a figure, each figure has different movements, some are bending bows and arrows, some are flying in the air, some are quickly flashing and moving in a small space, some are waving big sticks, some are throwing off their war knives, and some are dancing big guns.

Every figure is an independent small world, tens of thousands of books, is tens of thousands of small worlds.

After a long time, Elder Hou Yulian couldn't sit still again, and said in a low voice: "Elder Jian, go up and see, is there something wrong?" Why is there no movement at all?"

In fact, Jian Lao had already felt restless, and when he heard Elder Hou Yulian's words, he lifted his eyelids and looked at the sky, and reluctantly stood up, picked up the prepared fruit plate, and walked slowly upstairs.

After a while, Jian Lao hurriedly walked down again, and said a little nervously: "That kid seems to have settled down." ”

"Is this settled?" Sure enough, it's a genius," Elder Hou Yulian was surprised and delighted: "I said...... We must not let him leave the Hidden Sword Pavilion lest he be ruined by those dismantled and filthy deeds outside, as long as we cultivate it carefully, ten years at most, or three or five years at the least, there will be another peerless great cultivator in my Demon Gu Sect."

"Not necessarily...... Stay. Jian Lao frowned and said, "That kid's heart is extremely unpredictable, and he can't see through it at all. ”

"If the soft one doesn't work, the hard one will come" Mu Chunguang widened his eyes: "I don't believe that a few of us can't even keep a little hairy child when we join forces."

At the same time, in a side courtyard of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Zheng Jiaoxi sat on a chair with a gloomy face, and said angrily: "Why hasn't Xiao Liuzi come back yet?

"Master, don't be angry. A middle-aged man hurriedly laughed and said: "This is a major matter of revenge for the junior brother, Xiao Liuzi will not be so important, it is estimated that he did not find the European master for a while, so he came back one day later."

Zheng Jiaoxi snorted, his face slightly relaxed.

"Master, what should we do if Master Ou must protect that kid?" the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"I asked Xiao Liuzi to tell him, it was already very face-saving for him. Zheng Jiaoxi sneered: "If he still wants to protect him, then tear his face, don't think that the head of the head of the society will help him speak, he can do whatever he wants, it's a big deal that I will take you to the sect master, I will see who can laugh the most." ”

"That is, he had better get acquainted with the European Communist. The middle-aged man sneered.

"That kid hasn't left the Eight Pillars Pagoda yet?" Zheng Jiaoxi asked suddenly.

"Nope. The middle-aged man shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Master, that kid is indeed a rare genius......

"What about geniuses?" Zheng Jiaoxi sneered: "Are there anything that geniuses are afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of?" the middle-aged man asked.

"I'm afraid of dying...... Hehehe......"

Su Tang has always been in that peculiar temple of thinking, before he wrote down all the spiritual tips, a preliminary understanding is good, and then find time to slowly comprehend in the future, but the moment he opened the window, he once again had an inspiration, why not borrow the consciousness of mechanical life, and start to understand now?

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the night passes in a blink of an eye, and the thousands of figures in the temple of thinking gradually stop moving, and after a moment of silence, the figures begin to blend with each other and become one, the number is rapidly decreasing, and after the last, all the figures are fused together, turning into a giant Su Tang of the same height as the palace of thinking.

While...... The bell rang, and the giant Su Tang suddenly turned into countless scattered points of light, disappearing without a trace, and then, the temple of thinking slowly closed, floating farther and farther in Su Tang's sea of consciousness.

Su Tang's eyes regained their senses and looked into the distance, yesterday at dusk, he saw the sunset here, so now he can't see the morning sun, but he can feel the warmth of the sun.

Su Tang only felt that his heart had become unusually quiet, silently looking at the distant scenery, for a long time, he reached out and closed the window, he had learned, and it was time to leave.

At this moment, a violent spiritual power fluctuation came from afar, and soon, he saw Zheng Jiaoxi, whom he had seen before, shooting out.

"The thief actually dared to harm the owner of the Ou Society, stole the number plate, and wanted to sneak into the Tibetan Sword Pavilion to plot against him," Zheng Jiaoxi let out an angry roar.

The world is so strange, if Zheng Jiaoxi really knew that Su Tang had killed Ou Qi, he would definitely not dare to come over like this, because if he could kill Ou Qi, he would naturally be able to kill him. Zheng Jiaoxi thought that he planned very cleverly, and forced Su Tang to frame him, and then killed Su Tang to avenge his disciple, and when he was questioned from above, he could also excuse himself, saying that he was angry for a while, lost control, and so on.

Zheng Jiaoxi never expected that he was crooked, and Su Tang was indeed the murderer

Su Tang looked at Zheng Jiaoxi quietly, but Zheng Jiaoxi thought that Su Tang was panicked and didn't know how to deal with it, so he shouted again: "Hugh go ......"