Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Opening his eyes, a glint of sharp light flashed in Li Guanqi's eyes.

He hadn't expected the Zi Yang Palace's power to be so immense, many times stronger than the Great Xia Sword Sect.

The Zi Yang Palace was a well-known name throughout the entire Great Xia Domain.

It seemed that the most formidable competitors this time would be the disciples of the Zi Yang Palace.

Keeping these thoughts in mind, he didn't dwell too much on the matter.

In his view, being able to compete with the prodigies of other sects was an exciting prospect in itself.

As for what kind of results he could achieve, that would depend on the overall strength of a sect.

Early the next morning, Li Guanqi woke up refreshed from his cultivation, exhaling a light breath of turbid air.

As the Yuan Power within his body became increasingly pure, his overall mental state improved significantly.

The mobilization of spiritual power was even more effortless, without any sluggishness.

Li Guanqi closed his eyes and rode his sword, feeling the breeze beside him and the cries of cranes in his ears.

His state of mind was incredibly peaceful, even though he had been killed three times in the Hundredfold Illusion Realm last night.

However, he had become somewhat accustomed to this kind of thing; although he still disliked it, he couldn't change it.

He could only desperately improve his strength, and the longer he persisted, the less frequently he would die in the illusion.

However, the Sword Spirit often appeared to remind him not to open the Hundredfold Illusion Realm too frequently.

Opening the Hundredfold Illusion Realm not only consumed a lot of mental energy for both of them,

but more importantly, the Sword Spirit was worried that Li Guanqi would spend too much time in the illusion.

As the number of deaths increased, that unreal feeling of death would reduce his awe of death in real battles.

But to the Sword Spirit's relief, he himself had noticed this problem.

In yesterday's three illusions, he had several impulses to win by fighting desperately.

This was also the main reason why he later stopped entering the illusion and chose to cultivate quietly.

When Li Guanqi arrived at the top of Heavenly Pillar Peak, Gu Ran was already waiting there.

However, before the two could greet each other, a rustling sound came from their ears.

"Get up, you blind man, why are you so unobservant."

"Can't you see I'm sweeping?"

Li Guanqi turned around and saw a gray-robed man with disheveled hair.

The man was unkempt and slovenly, and he exuded a slight sour smell.

Through the messy broken hair, Li Guanqi could vaguely see the man's face.

It was a weathered face, the man's face was slightly dark, and his beard was stubbly.

But it must be said that Gao Qiwen's face was really handsome, the kind of face that was very masculine.

But his eyes were slightly hollow, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and he was full of alcohol.

Swish, swish!

The broken broom kept sweeping towards Li Guanqi's feet.

Gu Ran pulled him aside and whispered, "Don't provoke Old Gao... he has a very strange temper, let's go to the Book Pavilion."

However, Li Guanqi smiled and bowed to the man, "Drink less wine, it hurts your body."

When he turned around, Gao Qiwen, who had been silent, said softly.

"With your skills, you still want to participate in the Hundred Sects Competition? You won't even know how you died."

Li Guanqi paused, but still walked towards the back mountain.

Although he didn't know what the man had experienced, he wouldn't miss this opportunity to compete.

He also wanted to see a wider sky and see stronger opponents.

Since he had this opportunity, he didn't want to give up no matter what.

Gao Qiwen lowered his head, looked at Li Guanqi's back, and didn't say anything more.

He just leaned on his cane and silently swept the dust on the ground.

Swish, swish…

The broom in his hand swept slower and slower.

He murmured in a low voice, "Ling Daoyan, are you really relieved to let him participate too?"

"You must know that there are quite a few sects that have grudges against the Great Xia Sword Sect, if he also..."

An old voice slowly sounded in his ear.

"Qiwen, once you step onto the path of immortality, some things cannot be persuaded."

"If I persuade him this time, perhaps the little ambition in this child's heart will be broken."

Swish, swish~

Gao Qiwen leaned on his cane, moving step by step.

Under the broken hair that covered his face, he was full of unwillingness, and his eyes flickered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon the two arrived at the Book Pavilion in the back mountain, this Book Pavilion can be regarded as the forbidden area of the sect.

Before entering the Book Pavilion, you need to pass through a bamboo forest, the bamboos here are emerald green, like green jade.

It was also planted by Sect Master Lu Kangnian himself in his early years.

Li Guanqi stood in front of the bamboo forest, took out his identity jade token and threw it into the air.

Suddenly, the jade token emitted a shimmering light, and the bamboo forest in front of him automatically separated, revealing a passage.

Li Guanqi said softly, "Let's go."

Before long, the two arrived in front of a huge pavilion.

This Book Pavilion is the real core of the sect, and even inner disciples cannot come here on weekdays.

Sure enough, Li Guanqi saw the old man before again here.

Li Guanqi came to the old man and bowed with a smile, "Disciple Li Guanqi greets Elder Ling."

The old man's eyes were blurred, he was full of alcohol, and he looked at Li Guanqi and smiled, "It's you kid again, okay, go in."

While speaking, the old man waved slightly, and the door behind him slowly opened.

A very ancient bookish atmosphere came with a strong spiritual energy.

The old man sat on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and said softly, "These are some ancient books, you must treat them carefully."

"You can each choose a movement technique and a sword technique."

The two respectfully saluted the old man, and then entered the Book Pavilion.

There are as many as ten feet high shelves for placing the exercises here!

And there are dozens of such shelves, densely packed.

Such a terrifying number of books shocked him for a long time even though he had been prepared for it.

Gu Ran, who came in for the first time, was even more stunned in place and didn't know what to do.

And Li Guanqi walked very purposefully towards the bookshelf marked with sword techniques.

He knew very well in his heart that even if he had more advanced sword techniques now, it would be unnecessary.

So the purpose of his trip was not to choose a technique with a high rank, but a technique that was suitable for him.

Li Guanqi whispered in his heart, "Sword Spirit, I want to choose a sword technique that can maximize my strength, is there anything suitable?"

The Sword Spirit just glanced at all the ancient books on the bookshelf and pointed to a broken ancient book at the bottom of the bookshelf.

Li Guanqi frowned, he didn't know why the sword technique placed at the bottom could attract the Sword Spirit's attention.

Climbing down the ladder, Li Guanqi reached out and picked up the ancient book.

The cover said 'Purple Micro Demon Sword!'

But when he opened the ancient book, he found that this sword technique only had the first two sword techniques.

But Li Guanqi changed his mind and couldn't help muttering, "Just relying on two sword techniques can be placed in this Book Pavilion!"

Li Guanqi showed a smile on his face and transmitted his voice in his heart, "Sword Spirit, can you fill in the remaining sword techniques and mental methods?"

The Sword Spirit's rather arrogant voice slowly came.

"It's just a sword technique that barely reaches the earth level, what can't be filled in, just choose it."

"This set of sword techniques can maximize your current sword speed, and with your lightning spiritual power, the killing power is also okay."