I went back to 10 years ago, is it normal to have a high cultivation level?

In the Li family, there is probably no one else who can have the ancestor token and is still so young except for the future son of God, Li Qingchen.

This was also the reason why the old man was shocked, and at the same time he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, after 13 years, the son of God is really outstanding and extraordinary.

And that strength, so that even a saintly person like himself can't see through it, but he can feel the majestic power in his body.

When Li Qingchen saw the old man's expression, he knew that he had already guessed his identity, so he secretly gave him a look. He didn't want to be too ostentatious, but hoped that he could understand what he meant.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, as if he understood something, he smiled at Li Qingchen, and said, "My lord, you can enter any floor of the library."

Whoa!
Following the sound of the old man's voice, all the disciples near the Library Pavilion fell silent. At this moment, they only had one thought in their minds, and that was 'how is this possible! '

Immediately, a tsunami-like sound erupted outside the Zangshu Pavilion.

"Who is he? He can enter every floor of Zangshu Pavilion at will!"

"Even Tianjiao can only enter the sixth floor, let alone the highest eighth floor."

"Has any of you seen him before?"

"No!"

"I remembered, there is only one person in the younger generation of disciples who can do it! Do you remember the Son of God?"

boom!
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples immediately remembered the figure of a person. The next moment, needles could be heard around the entire Zangshu Pavilion again, and everyone fixed their eyes on Li Qingchen.

After a while, a disciple exclaimed
"It's really the Son of God!"

He recognized it. Although Li Qingchen's appearance had changed a lot compared to before, if he looked carefully, he could still vaguely recognize some similarities.

Not only this disciple, many people who met Li Qingchen eight years ago also gradually recognized him.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Qingchen was smiling on the surface, but all his complaints in secret had already fallen on the old man's head.

Damn you didn't say my name directly, you almost pointed at my ID card, oh yes, there is no ID card in this world.

In short, the old man has already been complained by Li Qingchen in his heart.

Helpless, I can only go in like this, there is no other way.

Thinking of this, Li Qingchen walked in without any hesitation.

Immediately after, a group of people outside also followed in, watching from a distance behind Li Qingchen.

Entering the Library Pavilion, Li Qingchen's eyes lit up. This place is exactly like the library in his previous life, with rows of bookshelves. The difference is that all the books here are made of parchment scrolls.

After throwing away the novel feeling at the beginning, Li Qingchen's face collapsed. There is no other reason, the library is too big.

Looking around, there are surprisingly many people on the first floor, and there are even more people who came in with Li Qingchen.

Of course, the people inside also noticed Li Qingchen's handsome face and a large group of people behind him. They all looked puzzled and didn't understand the battle.

It wasn't until someone inquired about it from a friend behind him that he realized it. Of course, he was shocked, and then he put down the parchment in his hand and watched the play together.

Every move of a genius is eye-catching, not to mention that Li Qingchen is still the son of God in the future.

But looking at them, they found that they couldn't understand Li Qingchen's operation, and Shenzi even took out the broom!Could it be that he was going to sweep the floor?
Son of God still sweeping the floor?They just thought it was too ridiculous.

But Li Qingchen didn't care about these, in order to get rewards from the system, he would not hesitate to ask him to pick up shit, not to mention just a small sweep of the floor, he didn't know how many times he had done it in his previous life.

So he ignored the strange eyes of others and started to act at an extremely fast speed, not letting go of the bookshelves, walls, and ceilings.

After a while, the first floor was cleaned, and the whole person went to the second floor in a blink of an eye, leaving only the people who were looking at each other in blank dismay.

When everyone recovered and went to the second floor, there was no figure of Li Qingchen, only two groups of people looking at each other.

Then everyone rushed towards the third floor. Although some people could not enter the third floor, the number of people did not decrease, and even increased.

But they were still late.

On the fourth floor, Li Qingchen was still not seen, and the number of people increased again.

Fifth floor, saw it, but something seemed wrong.

I saw Li Qingchen confronting a man in a black robe. The man was tall and ordinary, but his eyes were extremely gloomy. When he opened his mouth, a voice came out in a panic.

"Where did you come from? You stepped on me and stained my trousers, you know?"

Everyone looked at the man, and instantly recognized who he was, Li Yan, one of the twelve great geniuses under the nine great talents of the Li family.

There were a bunch of theatergoers beside him, all of whom looked at Li Qingchen jokingly.

This made the people who just came in look strange. Although they didn't know what the son of God was doing, they didn't think that Li Yan would have a chance of winning.

Some people even secretly gave Li Yan a wink, but Li Yan completely ignored it.

He is one of the twelve great geniuses of the Li family. Among his peers, except for the nine great talents, he has never been afraid of anyone.

And the person in front of him obviously didn't know him, so he didn't need to be afraid.

Although he was a little surprised that he could be stepped on by others, he still attributed it to his negligence.

For this kind of person, Li Qingchen doesn't even bother to talk to him, and he hasn't finished his task yet, how can he have time to talk to him, he just said indifferently: "Get out of the way"

Then he pushed it casually, and Li Yan fell to the ground, eating shit like a dog.

This scene seemed unbelievable to the people on the fifth floor, and they were busy rubbing their eyes, but the people who followed Li Qingchen all the way showed such a look.

"Brother, what is the origin of that man?" A man quietly asked the one who just came up

The man glanced at him, and said with a smug expression, "He is the Son of God!"

hiss~
The man was shocked, and quickly ran back to tell the people around him.

In an instant, everyone's eyes on Li Qingchen changed.

On the other side, Li Yan stood up in a panic and rushed towards Li Qingchen.

"Don't be crazy, boy"

A punch was thrown at Li Qingchen, with great momentum, Li Qingchen turned his right hand and blocked the broom behind his back.

There was a bang.

Li Yan's powerful punch was easily blocked by Li Qingchen. Li Yan's complexion changed, he knew that he had met his opponent.

He was planning to settle the matter, but with the sound of "click", the expressions of all the people present changed.

A huge momentum suddenly swept over, causing everyone to gasp, Li Qingchen was furious, his broom was interrupted, originally he didn't want to care about the other party.

But now, his beloved broom is broken, which is unbearable, but he is definitely a reasonable person, at least Li Qingchen himself thinks so.

After a stick of incense, some people covered their mouths, their stomachs, and the wall.

This was not what Li Qingchen did to them, but the broom in his hand, which made everyone hold back their laughter.

That's right, he used Li Yan's head as a broom, and that long hair was just right.

But Li Yan didn't dare to resist at all, there was no other reason, and he just found out that he was the Son of God after being dealt with by Li Qingchen.

Then it was over, let Li Qingchen be at his mercy, even if Li Qingchen asked him to hand over his butt, he would not dare to resist, but would have to send it over by himself.