Deng Yalin's performance also surprised Ling Xiao.
"That's right. Now that you realize your mistake, let's see how you perform! If you truly repent, I don't mind passing on the Vajra Subduing Demon Fist to you!"
"What?! Vajra Subduing Demon Fist?"
Deng Yalin was immediately excited when he heard this, and asked quickly: "The Vajra Subduing Demon Fist is an ancient martial art, a top-grade earth-level martial art, which has long been lost. The most powerful martial art in our Changsheng Sect is only the lower-grade Seven-Star Moon Sword!"
"Others don't have it, but I do. As long as you perform well, I will consider passing it to you!"
Ling Xiao said with a faint smile.
"Thank you, Holy Son. From now on, I, Deng Yalin, will follow your lead!"
Deng Yalin was overjoyed and immediately knelt down again to show his loyalty.
Ling Xiao has already seen that although Deng Yalin is young and very proud, he is not a bad person by nature. He is just spoiled. He is also a martial arts fanatic. If he performs well in the future, Ling Xiao does not mind teaching him the Vajra Subduing Demon Fist, which will also increase the power of Changsheng Sect.
Seeing that Deng Yalin had expressed his submission to Ling Xiao, many Changsheng Sect disciples also showed awe.
Ling Xiao's ability to make things happen with a flip of his hand made them all begin to submit.
Deng Tiande and Deng Yalin originally wanted to give Ling Xiao a warning, but they did not expect that Ling Xiao would use this opportunity to win the hearts of many disciples.
However, Ling Xiao did not notice that the resentment in Ling Kun's eyes became more and more intense when he looked at him.
Finally, everyone dispersed.
Ling Xiao followed Nangong Xuan to the Sutra Library of Changsheng Gate.
Looking at the Sutra Library in front of him, Ling Xiao frowned.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Changsheng Sect's Sutra Pavilion had nine floors, containing millions of sutras, ranging from basic martial arts to supreme martial arts. It was the holy land of martial arts in the world. I didn't expect that there are only four floors left now, and only one lower-grade Seven-Star Moon Sword has been passed down. It's really sad and lamentable!"
There was a hint of loneliness in Ling Xiao's voice.
"That's right! Ever since the two ancestors, Heaven Devouring Supreme and Changsheng Supreme, suddenly disappeared ten thousand years ago, Changsheng Sect has undergone several major changes, and each generation has become weaker than the previous one. Many martial arts in the Sutra Library have also been divided up by other sects. We only regret that we are incompetent and have no way to restore the ancient glory!"
Nangong Xuan sighed.
"It doesn't matter. Even though there are only four floors left, some things still exist. That's enough!"
Ling Xiao's eyes moved, as if he sensed something, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"What are you doing in the Sutra Library? If you want to practice the Seven-Star Moon Sword, I can teach it to you now! With your talent, you may be able to lead the Changsheng Sect to become stronger, even though it is difficult!"
Nangong Xuan is full of confidence in Ling Xiao.
"I came to the Sutra Library to teach you the Supreme Sutra of Immortality! The complete Supreme Sutra of Immortality is in this Sutra Library!"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly.
"The Supreme Immortality Scripture is in the Scripture Pavilion? How is that possible?! Originally, the Supreme Immortality Scripture was placed on the ninth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, and only the sect master could enter. But now the ninth floor is gone, so how can we talk about the Supreme Immortality Scripture?"
Nangong Xuan's face was full of disbelief.
"I said it's there, and it's there!"
Ling Xiao smiled faintly, his voice filled with unquestionable dominance.
"Wait for me outside!"
Ling Xiao left a word and walked into the Sutra Library.
The first floor of the Sutra Repository is filled with basic yellow-grade lower-quality martial arts, medicine, and miscellaneous books from various schools of thought, and any disciple can enter.
The second level is for martial arts below the yellow grade, and only inner disciples and outer disciples who have made significant contributions can enter.
The third level is for martial arts below the Xuan level, and only true disciples and inner disciples who have made significant contributions can enter.
The fourth level is the sect's signature martial arts, the lower-grade Earth-level Seven-Star Moon-Transforming Sword and the lower-grade Earth-level Changsheng Sutra. These two kinds of martial arts cannot be practiced without the permission of the sect master and many elders.
Ling Xiao walked into the Sutra Library and went straight to the fourth floor without stopping.
There is a painting hanging in the north of the fourth floor. In the painting, a handsome man in white clothes stands with his hands behind his back. His sword-like eyebrows reach into the blue sky, his eyes shine into the sky, and he has an air of supremacy.
This is just an ordinary painting, which does not seem to have any spiritual fluctuations, except for a small poem in the lower right corner.
The brocade zither has fifty strings, each string and each pillar reminds me of my youth.
Zhuangzi was lost in a dream of butterflies in the morning, and King Wang placed his spring love on the cuckoo.
The moon shines brightly over the sea and the pearls shed tears; the sun shines warmly over Lantian and the jade emits smoke.
This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time.
"Hahaha... I can recall this feeling, but it was too late at that time... Jinse, I'm sorry, I'm too late!"
Ling Xiao's face was full of bitterness. How could he not understand the meaning of this poem
That year, he and the True Dragon Supreme went to explore the tomb of the Red Dragon God of War, but he didn't expect that this would be a farewell forever. Now, thousands of years have passed, where is Jinse
Even the most powerful being cannot live beyond 10,000 years. Perhaps Jinse has already become a beauty with withered bones and turned into dust.
Ling Xiao seemed to see a peerless and beautiful woman with a haggard face. He was full of longing for the person in the painting, so he wrote this poem.
What kind of situation was that
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart.
"Jinse, I will definitely find you. Even if God takes you away, I will snatch you back from him. Wait for me. Wait until I reach the peak and ascend to the divine realm. I will definitely find you!"
Ling Xiao muttered to himself, his eyes becoming more fierce.
laugh!
Finally, he pointed in the air, and a bright light shot out from the painting, and a light gate appeared.
Ling Xiao stepped in.
This was a hazy space, surrounded by chaos, but in front of Ling Xiao were two ancient books shining with golden light floating.
The secret art of swallowing the sky!
The Supreme Sutra of Eternal Life!
If these two ancient books were seen by people ten thousand years ago, they would definitely go crazy and grab them at all costs. As these two ancient books contain the peerless martial arts of the Heaven-Swallowing Supreme and the Eternal Supreme, who were feared by the world ten thousand years ago.
The Supreme Scripture of Eternal Life is a supreme martial art that transcends the heavenly level, and is even comparable to the legendary god-level martial arts.
The Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art is even more mysterious and powerful than the supreme martial arts!
This ancient painting was originally painted by Jinse for Lingxiao, and was eventually refined by Lingxiao into a secret treasure, which contained the two people's peerless martial arts, left for the right person. Although Lingxiao just did it casually, even the most powerful person would not be able to find out the strangeness of the ancient painting, and would automatically ignore it and treat it as an ordinary painting.
Ling Xiao waved his hand, and the two ancient scrolls turned into two streams of light and merged into Ling Xiao's mind.
The supreme martial arts contain the laws of heaven and earth, and can only be successfully practiced if the true meaning of the supreme is inherited. Therefore, it is difficult to carry it with an instrument, unlike the martial arts below the heavenly level, which can be fully recorded in books.
A sense of enlightenment surged into his heart, Ling Xiao opened his eyes, and his gaze became brighter and brighter.
(End of this chapter)