Han Li ignored the situation at the attic gate and looked inside the attic.

The space on the first floor of the attic is not large, there are a number of quaint wooden bookshelves, there are as many as twenty or thirty, each bookshelf is placed on the dense classics, jade slips and other things, arranged quite neatly, look at the title of the book are some exercises and secret techniques.

These texts are also covered with a white curtain of light, the same as the prohibition on the attic door.

Han Li just swept it roughly, and his heart was overjoyed, as he had guessed, this place was similar to the Sect's Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Finally crossed back to the Shingon Gate, and he didn't want to come in vain.

Because of his indissoluble bond with the Shingon Gate after he came to the True Immortal Realm, over the years, as long as he has time, he will investigate the past history of the Shingon Gate through various channels, and the more he investigates, the more frightened he becomes.

Although the Shingon Sect is only located in the Black Earth Immortal Realm, which is not a large scale of the Immortal Domain, its intensive study of the law of time, especially the understanding of the law of time by the ancestor of Miluo, makes the status of the entire sect in the True Immortal Realm not low.

Now he has spent a full fifty time law crystal filaments to be able to come here, although the reason is to escape from those two Daluo Realm cultivators, but since they have all come, at least they must have some gains, otherwise it will be a big loss.

In fact, as for the law of time, which is one of the three supreme laws, he has always been self-perceiving and cultivating, although the speed of progress due to the palm of the heavenly bottle and other reasons is far from being comparable to others, but if he can find one or two cultivation experiences left by the predecessors of the Shingon Sect here, and carefully understand it, it is naturally not a bad thing.

Although the Avenue of the Law of Time is obscure, it is also the most fundamental and basic law of this interface.

In fact, even an ordinary person, even an ant, cannot be separated from it throughout his life, the longevity of living beings, the birth and death of all things, and the changes of mountains and rivers...... It exists in all aspects of this interface, anyone seems to be able to touch time, but it can't be touched at all, it is like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in the water, if it is like a separation, it seems to be real.

Therefore, every immortal who has comprehended the way of cultivating time, after years of precipitation, no matter whether he has made achievements or not, if he can write down his own feelings, there will be something desirable in the end.

Han Li pondered for a moment, and walked quickly through the bookshelf, stopping occasionally, using the white token in his hand to open the prohibition on the bookshelf, consulting the classics on it, and quickly flipped through the classics here, but the joy on his face gradually disappeared.

Although the classics on these bookshelves are quite exquisite, they are all Golden Immortal Realm, and even True Immortal Realm level exercises and secret techniques, among which there are occasional expositions or experiences on the law of time, but most of them are just general talks, and they have not even touched the skin of the law of time, which is naturally useless to him at present.

"It seems that although this is a scripture collection pavilion, all the low-level exercises are stored, and yes, the real high-level exercises and secret techniques should be hidden more hidden. He thought to himself, stopped flipped through the pages, and walked up the stairs to the second floor, to the second floor.

There are also a lot of bookshelves on the second floor, but there are many fewer than the first floor, only a dozen, and there are many classic jade slips on the shelves.

Time was precious, and Han Li quickly began to look it up.

The classics here on the second floor are a little more advanced than those on the first floor, but they are not so high, most of them are still Golden Immortal classics, and occasionally one or two Taiyi Realm level ones will appear, and they will not have much effect on him.

Han Li quickly read through these classics as well, and after not gaining much, he sighed secretly and was about to turn around and leave.

The time pattern on the golden ring above his head has been extinguished by one-tenth of a twelve, and every minute of time is precious.

He stopped abruptly and looked at a bookshelf against the wall beside him.

I had just hurriedly checked the books on the shelf, and I didn't notice that the placement of this bookshelf was a little asymmetrical with the other bookshelves, and it seemed to be deliberately moved a foot away from the back.

Han Li raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to push the bookshelf back, his divine sense swept around, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.

He reached out and tapped the wall blocked by the bookshelf, and a crunch came from within the wall, and the wall caved a piece down, opening a hole the size of a bowl.

Han Li's hand went deep, and from inside there was a golden jade box the size of a palm.

His heart moved, and he was about to open it, but a layer of golden light appeared on the jade box, and his palm flicked open, but it was forbidden.

Han Li was stunned for a moment, his face was groaning, and then a cloud of golden light appeared from each of his hands, and he grabbed the jade box again.

A golden glow appeared from inside the jade box again, intertwined with the golden light of Han Li's hands.

Soon, the golden glow in the box could not match the golden light in Han Li's hand, and it was crushed and torn.

The jade box was opened with a "click", but inside was a golden jade slip.

Han Li's gaze froze, and then he took the jade slip, and his divine sense submerged into it.

His eyes immediately lit up, and a magical power was recorded in the jade slip, called "Immortal Golden Cloud".

According to Yu Jian, this is a defensive supernatural ability based on the law of time.

Moreover, this "Immortal Golden Cloud" is not an ordinary defensive supernatural power, but the first protection among the many supernatural powers of the Shingon Sect, which is known as the inviolability of all evils and the inbreakability of all laws.

However, in order to cultivate this supernatural power, the conditions are extremely harsh, and first of all, you need to be strong enough in your own cultivation time technique, otherwise you will not be able to withstand the powerful power of the "Immortal Golden Cloud" at all.

Secondly, you must have a very high understanding of the law of time, otherwise you will not be able to comprehend the mystery of this magical power.

Finally, a cultivator must have at least three hundred time law crystal filaments in his body in order to provide enough time law power to perform this technique.

Han Li had a wry smile on his face, the first and second were no problem for him.

The Great Five Elements Illusory World Technique is the top-level time exercise, and his comprehension of the law of time is already very deep, so the problem should not be big, but it will be troublesome if he needs three hundred time law crystal filaments.

There are only one hundred and fifty time law crystal filaments in his body now, which can only meet half of the requirements of the "Immortal Golden Cloud", even if there is no such thing as the appearance of the bottle spirit to let him shuttle, it is far from enough.

But he was also very content to find such a time magic power.

He turned over his hand and put away the jade slip and the gold box, and then restored the walls and bookshelves to their original state so that no one would find them.

After doing this, Han Li didn't stay here for long, and came downstairs, just about to open the attic door and go out.

A golden light flew from a distance and landed in front of the Zanggong Pavilion, revealing the figure of a rugged man, who was also a mid-stage cultivator in the Taiyi Realm.

"Jiang Daoyou, your Tibetan Gong Pavilion is still so deserted here. The rugged man laughed.

Han Li's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly and secretly urged the puppet secret technique.

"I don't have anybody here. The white-haired old man glanced up at the big man, but did not get up to greet him, and said lightly.

"Jiang Daoyou, don't blame, Chen didn't mean to laugh at you, the Heavenly Court is getting tighter and tighter, and there are very few disciples coming to my Heavenly Star Hall recently. Although our results may be mediocre after the 10,000-year detention period, and we are still better than those sent elders, I have heard that many people have fallen. The rugged man didn't notice the strangeness of the white-haired old man, and said in a low voice.

The two seem to be quite close.

"Well, what is the matter with Chen Daoyou coming here?" Han Li in the attic secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then manipulated the white-haired old man to echo vaguely, and then asked.

"It's not a big deal, today the patriarch is preaching at Guanri Peak, and I specially invited Jiang Daoyou to listen to the lecture together. The rugged man laughed.

Han Li in the attic heard this, and his eyes lit up.

Although he may not be able to talk about the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Formula" when preaching, the perception he said must be closely related to the "Great Five Elements Illusory World Formula" and cannot be missed.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt a burst of excitement in his heart, but the method of manipulating the white-haired old man was not chaotic.

"Thank you Chen Dao for your kindness, but I have some things to do at the moment, and I may have to get over later. The white-haired old man said.

"In this case, then Chen will go over first, and Jiang Daoyou will hurry over after dealing with the matter. Although the exercises practiced by our good ancestors are not in the same way, and it is difficult to comprehend the essence of his sermons, it is good to listen to them more. The rugged man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said.

Then he took his leave, turning into a golden light that shot in a distant direction, and soon disappeared into the sky.

The attic door opened with a "creak", Han Li walked out of it, raised his hand, and with a gesture, the white-haired old man got up and walked into the Tibetan Gong Palace.

Then he flicked his fingers, and a ray of crystal light hit the center of the white-haired old man's eyebrows.

The man's body trembled violently, and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Han Li smiled slightly, threw the white token in his hand beside the old man, and waved his hand to close the door.

He had just used a secret technique to shock the white-haired old man's soul, causing him to fall into a coma, and he would have to sleep for at least four or five days, which would not affect his next actions.

After doing this, Han Li immediately flew in the direction where the rugged man had gone, and soon came to the vicinity of a pale blue giant peak, which was covered with green trees and strange rocks, which looked quite strange.

"...... here," he looked at the giant peak in front of him, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

This mountain is no stranger to him, strictly speaking, he has seen it three times, the first time is the first time he urged the Palm Heaven Bottle to see Mi Luo Ancestor preaching, and the place was at the top of the giant peak.

The second time was when he had previously traveled to the ruins of Shingon Gate, and had been to this mountain before.

Unexpectedly, today, it is here again.

The pale blue peak towers into the sky, and there is no view of the peak, and a long stone staircase leads down from the summit to the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, the stone steps were full of Shingon Sect disciples, all of whom were listening intently.

At this moment, the sermon has begun, and a loud voice comes from the peak, it is the voice of Miluo Ancestor, every word is exquisite, and every word gives people a sense of incomparably mysterious and unpredictable.

The vitality of the nearby heaven and earth trembled with the voice of Mi Luo Old Ancestor, and the sky was dancing with streamers at this moment, sometimes turning into endless winds, sometimes turning into blazing red and fiery rain, and then turning into a cold ice storm, with endless changes.

Han Li looked at the sky, his eyebrows moved again, and he faintly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he immediately shook his head and quietly flew towards the top of the mountain.

However, he did not fly to the top of the mountain, and found a place to sit halfway up the mountain, so as not to be discovered by the Miluo Ancestor if he got any closer.

From here, you can already vaguely see the scene of the peak, Miluo Old Ancestor is sitting in the middle, and five disciples such as Qi Mozi and Mu Yan are surrounded by him.

Beside Mu Yan, there was also a fat mouse covered in oil, standing upright on both feet, looking at Miluo Ancestor.