Chapter 1210: Enter the Heavenly Pavilion Again

The fifth floor of the Mourning Shrine was unusually quiet at this time, only by the stone platform where the immortal killing spear was located, a brilliant golden and cyan light was like a scorching sun, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

Liu Qinghuan seemed to melt into the light, and his facial features were not very distinct, and at the same time, the immortal killing spear stood proudly in the stone, and the fierce aura released became heavier and heavier, making the entire space like a bloody storm.

A silent battle was underway, and many Xuantian treasures quietly came to the edge of their platform, peeking through the light mask, and whispering to the neighbors next to them.

"Do you think that person can subdue the Immortal Slayer?"

"How is it possible! Killing immortals is one of the most powerful ones we have here, with the idea that even a monk in the merger period dares to kill immortals, the thief is so bold!"

"Hey, hey, he's definitely going to fail!"

"That's not necessarily, maybe the immortal killer may have taken a fancy to him, put a little water, and go with him. ”

"Well, it makes sense, you see that he has held out for so long and has not failed......"

The Treasures of the Heavens were talking energetically, when they saw that the light on the other side was gradually extinguished, and they immediately stopped talking, and if they had eyes, they would all be round at this moment.

Liu Qinghuan was still standing next to the stone platform, his originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and as soon as he used his hand, the gun inserted in the stone was lifted up by him!

Liu Qinghuan looked shocked, and it seemed that even he felt incredible: he actually succeeded? !

"Wow wow wow immortal killer was taken out by him, I don't believe it!"

"It must be the immortal killer who released the water!"

"Hey, if you choose me, I'll let go of the water, and I stay in this broken tower every day, and I'm still locked up, but I'm tired of it. ”

"That's nice, why did you hide away when that man walked to your stage just now?"

"Didn't I just remember it......"

The sound of the quarrel brought Liu Qinghuan back to his senses, and he tilted his head slightly and looked behind him.

Those Xuantian treasures who were still chattering one moment ago moved back to the center of their stone platform the next moment, making a serious appearance of "I didn't watch or speak" as if they were powered off.

I couldn't help but laugh secretly in my heart, Liu Qinghuan turned his head, and his eyes fell on the immortal killing spear in his hand.

Most of the monks love swords and other magic weapons, but it is undeniable that since ancient times, there have been guns known as the king of a hundred soldiers, which can be attacked, retreated and defended, ruthless and sharp, brave and domineering, and are very decent or loved by war cultivation. In most of the monks' armies, the gun was also used as an excellent weapon for charging into battle and performing large battle formations.

This immortal-killing spear, after being pulled out of the stone, was a few points higher than Liu Qinghuan himself, the head of the spear was triangular, and the tip of the blade flashed with a cold star, looking extremely sinister. I can't see any material on the body of the gun, I can't pick it up if I don't have the strength, the inscriptions on both sides are extremely weird, like the blood of Zhang Zhang's strength, twisted and bulging, with Liu Qinghuan's knowledge, I haven't seen it?

He looked at it again, but was a little unsure if it was text.

Perhaps it was reluctantly recognized him, and the immortal killing spear had withdrawn all the ferocious qi at this time, and it was quietly held by him.

After a while, Liu Qinghuan finally looked enough, put it away with satisfaction, and left the Mourning Temple.

Outside the tower, Dan Tong was still waiting outside, and when he saw him come out, he immediately greeted him, swept his hand and waist first, and then said with a smile: "Qinglin Daoyou, can you choose your favorite treasure?"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, nodded, and said, "There are Lao Daoyou who have been waiting for a long time." ”

Dan Yu laughed: "Okay, let's go down the mountain." ”

The two went to say goodbye to the old man guarding the tower, but the old man kept his eyes closed, and with a wave of his hand, the mourning shrine was closed again.

On the way down the mountain, Dan Tong seemed to ask casually about the situation in the Mourning Ancestral Hall, but in fact, he still wanted to ask what Xuantian treasure he had obtained, and what party he invited him to attend.

"It's not easy for Dao Friendship to come back from Moyunya, I heard that the place is barren and bitterly cold, and now I return to Qingming, why don't you relax and enjoy it?" It just so happens that I have a few friends who admire you very much for destroying the Demon Capital with your own strength, and when I heard that you came back, I ordered a table of wine at the Drunken Immortal Peak on the Nine Heavens in the sky, but I don't know if you can appreciate your face?"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed: "Friend?"

"What are the concerns of Daoyou?" Dan Tong smiled: "Don't worry, they are all from the Immortal Alliance, they just want to see you." ”

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, and wondered: "It's just that the war is tense now, and there is a great shortage of manpower, so I have to go back to the academy next, and I have some things to deal with, so I really don't have time to attend the party." ”

Seeing that Dantong's face was not very good, he smiled again: "However, thanks to all the Taoist friends, it is rude not to eat this wine, it is better to write it down, let's meet again another day, and then the wine will be invited by me, and the right to make amends." ”

He said so, what else could Dan Yu say, so he had to reluctantly smile: "Then it's a word?"

"It's a deal!"

Separated from the other party at the foot of the Great Lonely Mountain, Liu Qinghuan turned around, and his eyes became extremely cold and profound.

Drinking wine should also be divided into who to drink, and drinking with a group of people with unknown intentions, I am afraid that the taste of wine will change. And the person who can really drink with him should have reached the green underworld at this time.

Before entering the academy, Liu Qinghuan sent out a messenger, and saw if Yun Zheng had arrived, and soon received a reply: Hug Yuefeng, Yijue Xuan.

Liu Qinghuan smiled, asked him to wait for a while, and turned around and entered the Mid-Levels Academy.

I went to see Chunli first, and the other party was very happy to see him, so he asked about Mo Yunya's situation, and when he learned that he wanted to enter Tianyi Pavilion to find some classics, he gave a pass order to enter the pavilion very happily.

"Only the seventh floor is the secret place of the academy, and you are not allowed to enter unless the dean agrees, but you can enter the lower six floors now. Of course, if it is to rub the classics, it is still necessary to follow the rules of the library. ”

"I know. Liu Qinghuan said: "Use the academy contribution value to transcribe the classics, oh...... I don't even know how much I have to contribute. ”

"I'll check it out for you. Chun Li Dao, took out a book from his sleeve, stretched out his finger and clicked on it a few times: "Qinglin Dao people...... There you have it, here! Refining the Taiyi Three Master Dan for the Academy, contributing 20 points per furnace, a total of 210 points, sending it to the Nine Shadows Pass Realm to complete the task once, getting 200 points, and sending it to Moyunya to destroy the Demon Capital, getting 2,000 points!"

Liu Qinghuan said suddenly: "The refining furnace Dan is only twenty contribution points? Do you know how difficult it is to refine the Taiyi Third Master Dan, and it will take more than half a year to refine a furnace." And if you destroy the Demon Capital, you only get 2,000 points, and the contribution value of our academy is so hard to earn?"

"Are you content!" Chun Li glared and said: "Do you know how many points other people get for a mission? Most of them are below 100 points! If you refine a few furnaces of Dan, and don't produce the materials yourself, you can get more than 200 contribution points." On another mission, he happened to destroy the Nine Shadows' Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill plan, and he got another two hundred points at once. And the destruction of the Demon Capital is a great achievement, and the influence is extremely great, so the academy will count two thousand points for you at once. ”

Liu Qinghuan touched his nose: "Okay, then how much contribution value does it cost to transcribe the classics in the Book Pavilion." ”

"It depends on which floor. Below the two floors, each book is 100 points, the third and fourth floors are 300 points each, the fifth layer is 500 points, and the sixth layer is ......" Chun Li smiled suddenly: "One thousand points!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at him speechlessly, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Why don't you go and rob it." ”

Chun Li glanced at him incomprehensibly, and said lightly: "You know a fart!" Do you think that the classics in Tianyi Pavilion are those big road goods sold in the shops outside, and every one of them is a peerless treasure, and there are even the cultivation codex or top-secret exercises of the famous ancient monks, is it expensive to have a thousand points a piece? No matter how many spirit stones are spent on people outside the academy, they won't have a chance to take a look!"

"Oh......" Liu Qinghuan was speechless by him, so he had to say goodbye, and then went to Tianyi Pavilion and teleported directly to the sixth layer.

This trip back to the academy, he came for the library in the courtyard, and the demon source planted by the ancestor was really stubborn, even with the help of Jishi, he still couldn't completely uproot it, and now it was only temporarily locked.

If there is still a way to find the solution to the Demon Source in the Three Thousand Realms, the Book Pavilion of the Mid-Levels Academy is undoubtedly the most likely, and there are countless classics like shaking the mountains and the sea, but it is a little difficult to find.

Liu Qinghuan was a little puzzled, obviously there were so many monks in the Mid-Levels Academy, why no one came to tidy up the library, so he let those classics be placed on the bookshelf in the east and west, and the jade slip was also just a box to pack, and there was no even a category.

Looking at the books on the shelves, Liu Qinghuan rolled up his sleeves and could only resign himself to flipping down one by one.

"Nine Yin Heavenly Sword Divine Jar, Reversing the Great Five Elements of the Lost Immortals, Taihao True Technique!"

He somewhat understood why the transcription of the classics at this level was a thousand points, each of which was really a peerless treasure!

Every time Liu Qinghuan flipped through a book, the more he looked at it, the more heartbroken he became, thinking that his contribution value was only enough to transcribe two copies, he felt like he was sitting on Baoshan and wanted to return empty-handed.

Picking up another classic, Liu Qinghuan glanced at the title of the book, but he didn't want to read it any further, so as not to make himself more heartbroken. However, when he saw the name of the payment, his hand suddenly stopped!

"Refining the Void ......"