What should I do if I suddenly become a fairy?

Therefore, it is natural to fly to go to the Sutra Pavilion.

But the problem is, I can't fly!

Anxious...

But on the surface, Lin Fan's expression didn't change at all, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had already wandered away.

What should I do? !

Fortunately, as a Dharma protector disciple, I am still very conscious and very discerning.

Chen Cheng quickly took out a small boat the size of a palm from his magic weapon storage, but soon, the small boat swelled against the wind and became a flat boat.

Although it is not big, it is definitely enough for ten or eight people to stand.

"Your Highness, please."

"Um……"

The 'crisis' was lifted, but Lin Fan's heart still couldn't be calm. The moment he stood on the flying boat, he thought a lot.

for example……

Is the flying boat 'starting' fast?

Does this thing have a strong sense of pushing back?

No, there is no backrest, even if there is, it is not called pushing the back, it is called inertia...

So, I won't fall directly after the flying boat starts, right?That's too embarrassing...

Fortunately, it turned out that Lin Fan's worries were unnecessary.

Under Chen Cheng's control, the flying boat took off smoothly and at a high speed, but without sudden inertia.

Even, even if flying in the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the white clouds, you can't feel the cold wind.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that there is something like a nearly transparent 'enchantment' that blocks the wind and rain.

hum...

The flying boat is not big, and it looks very ordinary, but where the flying boats, flying spirit beasts, and monks flying with swords passed, they gave way one after another, and the road ahead was smooth.

Mountains are not high, there are immortals and spirits.

Water does not have to be deep.

Flying boats are not luxurious, but with a saint, you can do whatever you want...

The other monks on the flying boats and flying swords clasped their fists or even bowed to salute when they saw it from afar.

Lin Fan didn't need to respond at all, as long as he kept his cold and aloof expression, he flew over...

At the same time, he discovered that he did not seem to have a fear of heights.

After all, I have been flying several thousand meters in the air, and I can still be so calm, and even have the mood to appreciate the scenery below, I should not be afraid of heights, right?

"But speaking of it, no cultivator should be afraid of heights? Otherwise, I wouldn't even dare to fly..."

What will happen to a cultivator if he is afraid of heights?

The picture is so beautiful, I dare not look at it!

After about ten minutes, the flying altitude of the flying boat gradually decreased, and finally landed under a lone peak.

Looking around, this lonely peak is about a thousand meters high, and on it, there is a simple and simple attic, which is the Sutra Pavilion.

From the foot of the mountain to the Sutra Pavilion, there is only one small road. This time, many people are coming and going, coming in and out.

As soon as Lin Fan's flying boat landed, the nearby disciples looked at it curiously, and they were shocked when they saw it.

"Saint?"

"Isn't she closing the Broken Mirror?"

"Could it have broken through to the realm of refining the void?"

"However, looking at its aura, it seems to be the same as before, not like it has broken through..."

Many disciples, handsome men and beautiful women, are not low in appearance, and against the backdrop of Taoist robes, they look quite 'fairy'.

But at this moment, they were very astonished in their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it, and saluted to 'Qi Zixiao' one after another.

"I have seen the saint..."

"Um……"

Lin Fan's complexion remained unchanged, he was still cold, he just gave a faint hum, and then he walked across the platform, stepped on the path, and headed for the Buddhist scriptures pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Wherever he passed, many disciples retreated one after another, not daring to block his way.

This scene made Lin Fan feel relieved.

"It seems that my guess is correct. Qi Zixiao, a saint, has a very high status in the sect. In this way, the possibility of being exposed will be much lower. That's good..."

The path is rough and rough, but only for ordinary people.

Qi Zixiao's body has already been tempered countless times by the true essence, so this mere small road is naturally no problem.

Chapter 18 'Hematemesis' in the Sutra Pavilion

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Lin Fan stopped and looked indifferently.

In the rear, some rumors have spread lightly.

Some people say that the saint has already broken through, some say that the saint has encountered a bottleneck and wants to find a way to break through from the scriptures, and some people say that the saint has been frozen, why did she appear here...

Lin Fan could hear these remarks clearly, but ignored them.

On the contrary, Chen Cheng and Zhou Yining stared at each other, and they didn't dare to say any more.

Putting his mind back, Lin Fan's eyes locked on the scripture storage pavilion in front of him.

The Sutra Pavilion is not too big, at least from the outside world. It is a simple two-story building, so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary.

However, this simple small building has a mysterious feeling.

It's as if it has existed for countless years, and it has spanned eternity...

Lin Fan couldn't explain or understand this feeling, but he didn't need to understand it, as long as he was sure that the Buddhist scripture pavilion was awesome.

Exterior?

This stuff doesn't explain anything.

He pushed open the door, and when he was about to enter it, he stopped and looked to the sides.

On both sides of the gate, there are two statues, which depict two Taoists sitting cross-legged.The two statues are lifelike, if not for the obvious color and smoothness, some people may think that these are the two Taoists...

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Lin Fan muttered inwardly, and at the same time, he couldn't help but take a second look.

He doesn't know how to use his internal cultivation, and he doesn't know how to use his spiritual knowledge, but he has read too many novels, and he knows with his ass that a place like the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion must be guarded by powerful characters.

There are no big figures here, but there are only two statues 'guarding the gate', so these statues must be extraordinary.

After secretly remembering this point, Lin Fan lifted his foot and entered the scripture storage pavilion.

But what he didn't know was that the moment he entered the Sutra Pavilion, there was a spiritual consciousness dissipating and communicating in the two statues.

"She found us?"

"With her current cultivation base and divine sense, she shouldn't be able to discover our existence."

"But before she went in, she really looked at us a few more times. She has been here many times in the past, and she has never done this before."

"Indeed, in this way, could it be that... although she has not made a breakthrough in this retreat, she has also obtained extraordinary benefits, such as spiritual awareness?"

"It should be, it really is a good seedling... Hehe, let her go."

……

"Sure enough, there is a hole inside."

After entering the Sutra Pavilion, Lin Fan was a little surprised, but thought it was reasonable.

From the outside, the Sutra Pavilion is just a small two-story building that has been invaded by the years, but from the inside, it looks more like the internal structure of a seven-story exquisite pagoda!

There are seven floors in total, one floor is smaller than the next floor, and each floor is connected by steps.

Looking around, there are various bookshelves around the interior of the Sutra Library. The first floor where you are at the moment has the most bookshelves, and each bookshelf is densely packed with various books.

There are so many books that it is difficult to count. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that many books are already covered with dust.

Lin Fan: "..."

"So, basically no one reads the books on this level?"

"That's right, on the first floor, the handyman disciples can enter, and the books stored should indeed be of little value."

Lin Fan understood.

Although there are a few disciples on the first floor who are concentrating on reading, there are only a few of them...

Going up the steps, there are obviously fewer books on the second floor, but there are many more people reading books than on the first floor.

"His Royal Highness..."

Some disciples recognized 'Qi Zixiao', as soon as she opened her mouth, many disciples came to greet her.

"You just keep going."

Lin Fan opened his mouth lightly, and walked forward with a flick of his sleeves.

The third floor, the fourth floor...

The number of people on the third floor reached its peak, but after reaching the fourth floor, it began to drop sharply...

Although he didn't understand the exact rules, Lin Fan could also figure out the reason. Obviously, to enter each floor, one must have the corresponding 'identity' or strength.

After all, the higher one goes, the more precious the 'gongfu' is, and it is impossible for everyone to see it casually.

"So, as my saint, which floor can I go to?"

He went all the way up, and eventually, he reached the seventh floor.

Here, it is already empty.

"Unimpeded?"

"But... what the hell is this?!"

He put his hand on his forehead.

"There are still some books on the sixth floor, but the seventh floor is full of strange jade stones. Make it clear that you don't want me to read them!"

Lin Fan originally thought that in this Buddhist scripture pavilion, he would get some "immortal magic" or something, write it down, and practice slowly by himself after traveling back.

Can……

jade?

It is estimated that it is the 'jade slip' in the novel or something, and it needs to be communicated with spiritual consciousness, or infused with true energy to see the content.

But the point is, I won't either...

"Come again next time..."

Without hesitation, Lin Fan took another look at the dozens of jade stones of different shapes and colors floating in the air, and retreated to the sixth floor.

Instead of paying attention to those jade stones, he randomly picked up an ancient book and flipped through it.

"Refining: The Metamorphosis of Immortals"

Lin Fan: "..."

Feelings teach people how to make immortal weapons?

"In the world of comprehension, teaching people how to forge immortal weapons can only be placed on the sixth floor?"

As expected of a holy place!

The guy gritted his teeth and changed a copy.

"On the Mana Composition and Restraint of Immortals and Demons"