Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 183

After all the luggage was packed, the group of four finally left the small courtyard where they had lived for three years, left Danyan Town, and flew to the high floating island.

Shangguantao led Liang Weisheng to hand in the secret books to enroll in school, Jiang Qiongxing and Ji Cheyu went to settle down near Zangshu Pavilion, and the four parted at the entrance of the academy.

Three days later.

After tidying up their new residence, Jiang Qiongxing and Ji Cheyu, who put on the student uniforms of Tanyan Academy, came to the door of Zangshu Pavilion according to the appointment to meet the new master.

The Zangshu Pavilion is majestic and majestic. The pillars on both sides of the gate are weather-beaten. A breeze blows by, and it seems to be mixed with a trace of paper, ink and books.

Jiang Qiongxing did not expect that she would be able to enter this treasury so early in the world, and she stepped into the gate nervously with excitement.

A strange disciple holding a book happened to come out of it, and cast a puzzled look at this junior sister who was inexplicably agitated.

Jiang Qiongxing quickly restrained his facial features, looked up and looked around as if nothing had happened, pretending that he was not the one who was excited just now.

Contrary to her imagination, the interior of the library is not majestic. Instead, it looks like a huge library. The stacked bookshelves can't be seen at a glance, and the top is densely packed with books.

Many immortal cultivators in disciple clothes walked back and forth among them, reading and reading at will. The whole room was quiet and no one spoke.

"Which floor are you going to go to?" Maybe they stood at the door for too long, and a middle-aged brother with a short beard came up to him not far away.

"This senior brother," Ji Cheyu saluted, "We are disciples who just started this year, and Master asked us to come here to find him."

"Ah," before saying who it was, the senior brother suddenly said, "Aren't you here to look for Uncle Yuanjin? He's on the seventh floor, so you can meet him right up there."

"Thank you, brother." Jiang Qiongxing paused, and couldn't help asking, "Can we pass through this library?"

"Of course," said the senior brother with a smile, "Since you are already disciples of the academy, you can naturally enter the library, as long as you don't disclose it to anyone outside the academy."

Jiang Qiongxing, who was exhausted from being hunted down because of a magic book when he was a child, nodded in a daze.

Immortal cultivators outside want to drive people to death just for a secret book, but the secret books in this academy are spread out on the bookshelf so that people can read them.

This is too random...

The senior brother seemed to see what she was thinking, with a smile in his eyes, and said in a teasing tone: "This year's new disciples have just entered the door, and the Zangshu Pavilion is probably going to be lively for a few months."

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"Didn't the vast majority of immortal cultivators come to Danyan Academy for the Zangshu Pavilion?" Unexpectedly, the senior brother didn't explain, just shook his head, left with a sigh, and left a sentence, "Everyone thinks that they can become powerful by learning the top cheats, but they don't know, how can it be so simple..."

What do you mean?
Jiang Qiongxing looked at Ji Cheyu in confusion.

Ji Cheyu watched the back of the senior brother go away, and explained uncertainly: "I heard that high-level cheats also have requirements for the cultivation of immortals."

"What does that brother mean to say that we can't learn those secrets during the foundation building period?" Jiang Qiongxing didn't feel too frustrated, anyway, she was a miscellaneous spirit root, so she couldn't learn any magic secrets.

"Maybe," Ji Cheyu said, "Let's go, let's go upstairs."

The two came to the seventh floor.

The area of ​​this floor is much smaller than that of the bottom floor. There are not many bookshelves, but some soft couches and futons are placed. Various books and jade slips are scattered around.

Yuan Jin sat leaning against the window, holding a volume of books in his hands, and saw the two of them coming up, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "You are here."

"Master." The two saluted.

"Don't be restrained, my place is a bit messy, you can sit anywhere you want." Yuan Jin put down the book in his hand, and waved to Jiang Qiongxing first.

Jiang Qiongxing sat down carefully.

Yuan Jin picked up a jade slip beside him: "You are a miscellaneous spiritual root, and ordinary cultivation methods are not suitable for you. It is okay at low levels. The higher the cultivation level, the more likely you will encounter danger. Here is the mental method I revised for you in the past few days. It is only the first version. You should take it and try it out first. If you have any difficulties in cultivation, please let me know in time so that I can modify it."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got started, he would be able to solve the biggest problem that has plagued him for the past few years. Jiang Qiongxing was very pleasantly surprised, and carefully took the jade slip: "Thank you, Master!"

"It's also the first time for me to write a mental method for the miscellaneous spirit root. I don't have much experience. Let's perfect it together and take it slowly." Yuan Jin rolled his eyes.

The more Jiang Qiongxing listened, the more he felt that his future was so bright: "Yes! I must study hard!"

The master said it lightly, so that she didn't think about it at all at this time, and thought that creating her own spells was an easy task.

As everyone knows, if it's so simple to create your own spells, why would the immortal cultivators out there fight to the death for a cheat book?
Yuan Jin looked at Ji Cheyu again, and raised his hand to beckon him over: "Let me see your injury."

Ji Cheyu stepped forward as he said, pulled up his sleeve, and stretched out his wrist.

Yuan Jin took his pulse for a while.

Jiang Qiongxing watched anxiously from the side, until the master's fingers left Ji Cheyu's wrist, he dared to speak: "How is it? Can it be cured?"

"I've searched some ancient books about Yaodan these past two days. Although there is no clear record of whether anyone was cured after taking Yaodan, it's not completely clueless." Yuan Jin suppressed his smile and stared at him solemnly. "The treatment process will be very painful. It may take many years, or there will be no results after many years. Are you willing to do this?"

Ji Cheyu's expression moved slightly, and without hesitation he lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down: "The disciple is willing."

Originally, he had given up a long time ago, and his only extravagant hope was revenge, but now someone told him that there is a possibility of healing the damaged dantian, and he was overjoyed.

So what if the chances are slim, he has long been used to moving forward in desperation, and now he can see the faint light ahead, which is no different from the dawn in his eyes.

The wind blows, bringing the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus into the pagoda, and the scattered golden flowers fall on the open pages.

By the sunny window, Jiang Qiongxing held the jade slips and sat beside the master, watching the young man's pretty side face, pursing the corners of his lips, secretly restraining the ups and downs in his heart.

She witnessed with her own eyes that the villain in the original plot took a completely different path!

Sure enough, as long as you are alive, no one can imagine how many surprises are waiting for you in the future.

Jiang Qiongxing firmly believed that their future must be bright.

(End of this chapter)