Such things happened almost at the same time, and someone went to each of the Ninety-Nine Caves to report the news.
Wu Tian's identity and strength became known to everyone in an instant and became a hot topic.
People who have never seen him want to know what this ruthless man looks like, while people who have seen him wonder who he is.
As a result, rumors spread about Wutan's identity.
Some said he was the grandson of the great elder, some said he was the illegitimate son of the sect master, and some said he was the descendant of some ancient ferocious beast, otherwise how could he have killed so many ancient species.
As the person involved, he had no idea about the rumors and took the little girl straight to the Sutra Library.
There is a stone tower in front of us. It has nine floors, each with its own distinct level. The overall height is no more than a hundred feet. It is made of iron rock, plain and unadorned, with lime falling off the surface, telling of its antiquity and vicissitudes.
This is a very ordinary tower, but it has a heavy and solemn atmosphere that makes people feel awe!
Within a thousand feet radius, there is no building, no flowers, no trees, only a stone tower built in the center, which looks particularly empty. From this point, it can be seen that the status of this tower in the sect is absolutely sacred.
This is the most important place in the sect, so it is naturally not that simple. On all sides of the stone tower, dozens of men in black armor stand tall and straight with solemn expressions, staring carefully at the surroundings. As long as there is any movement, they will go to check it out. The guard is very strict.
The aura exuded by each of them was very powerful, completely beyond the scope of the Rebirth Stage. The only explanation was that they were all great cultivators in the Tuomai Stage.
These people are old disciples who have practiced for decades. In order to repay the sect's kindness, they voluntarily come to guard the stone pagoda. This requires people with great perseverance to do it.
Because this tower is the lifeline of the sect, it must be guarded at all times without any slackness, and this guarding requires a lifetime. Their behavior is truly admirable!
Of course, they don’t always guard the place. Even the strongest of men cannot bear it for so many years. So, a new group of people will take turns on duty every day!
On the one hand, they guard the stone pagoda and prevent criminals with ulterior motives. On the other hand, they can get high merits. The disciples who guard here have another privilege, which is to enter the Sutra Library for free once a year.
"How about it, it's nice here, right?" Han Tian said.
He followed me here with a shameless attitude. Are you kidding me? With so many achievements, if he doesn't come and take advantage of them, wouldn't he be letting down the sect, his master, and his own conscience? !
The Sutra Repository is the sect’s holy place. No matter what level of disciples, they must rely on merit to enter. There is no backdoor, even for direct disciples.
Wutan was not stingy, but he was not very generous either. He only gave one thousand merit points.
Shan Youde and his friends wanted to follow, but were scolded by Han Tian and left. What kind of people are they? Are they familiar with you? They are not your godfathers. What are they following you for? Those who try to establish connections are shameless!
Wu Tian did not tell him that Shan Youde was the unscrupulous Taoist priest. The right hand of the God was too important. One hand was so powerful. How terrifying would the two combined be? !
If Han Tian knew about this, he would definitely cause trouble for Shan Youde. By then, the god's right hand might be taken away by him, which would be a loss.
"Not bad!" Wutan responded indifferently.
The little girl pouted and said, "It's not that great. It's much worse than my house. But I haven't seen it for many years, so I can't remember what it looks like."
"What? Many years? Were you abducted by Wutan when you were born?" Wutan said in surprise.
"What are you talking about? I don't want to hear it. Don't expect me to catch a spirit pet for you in the future." The little girl turned her head away and looked away, her big eyes holding a different look.
Wutan patted the little head to comfort her. He knew a little about the little girl. The home she was talking about was definitely not Angel Peak, but might be the home where she was born.
I haven't seen it for more than ten years. It has slowly disappeared from my memory and has become a strange place.
"Roar!"
Golden Thunder Leopard hummed softly and turned his head to look at the little girl. There was a gentle look in his golden eyes, as if he was comforting her, meaning, don't be afraid, I'm here for you.
"Good little leopard..."
The three of them, plus the Golden Thunder Tiger, walked through a narrow path and arrived in front of the stone tower.
Suddenly, a vague and heavy aura enveloped everyone, making people shudder with fear. The Golden Thunder Leopard carrying the little girl retreated several feet with a serious look in its eyes.
Three large black characters were engraved on the top of the stone tower. The aura came from these three characters. Wutan's pupils contracted. From them, he seemed to see a golden dragon soaring in the sky, a phoenix dancing in the sea of fire, and thousands of beasts roaring in the sky. It was as majestic as the sea, shocking everyone!
"horrible!"
"Who are you?" A man in black armor took two steps forward and shouted. His face was covered by the armor and could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of dark eyes were exposed.
Wu Tian bowed and said, "My disciples, enter the Sutra Library to study the secret scriptures."
"Do you have a thousand merits?" The man in black armor was very serious and did not smile.
Wu Tian took out the merit order and threw it over: "Three people enter."
The man in black armor took it and looked at it, his expression changed slightly, then he calmed down in an instant, and lightly tapped his fingers, a faint light rose, and then he threw it over. There was no flattery because of Wutan's identity, and there was not even a trace of emotion.
"Three thousand merits have been deducted. The three of you can go in, but Golden Thunder Leopard will stay!"
The black-armored man turned around and waved his hand. A gray light shot out and merged into the stone door of the stone tower. Then a rumbling sound was heard, and the stone door slowly opened, like a chariot rolling over the sky, with a rumbling sound!
"You can go in now. Remember, it's only one hour!" said the man in black armor, then turned around and stood back in his original place.
"Thank you!" Wu Tian clasped his fists.
He carried Shishi down and motioned Jin Leibao to wait here, then the three of them strode into the stone tower.
"Brother Ye Chen, he is the one who killed Young Master Yu. How could you let him in so easily?" A man in black armor spoke up from the side.
Ye Chen said: "Although Gongzi Yu is my cousin, he is not a good person and has offended many of his own disciples. He will die sooner or later. Moreover, I have heard about the situation. This person did not intend to kill him. It was his fault that he had evil intentions and set his sights on the sister of a titled disciple. He deserves to die. I cannot offend the titled disciples and the great elder because of this scum."
"Brother Ye Chen is very broad-minded. I admire him!"
“Stop talking, everyone cheer up. The sect master and the ten elders are not here, we must be vigilant at all times to protect the safety of the Sutra Repository.” At this point, Ye Chen was worried and his face was solemn.
Another black-armored man asked, "Brother Ye, what are the ten elders and the sect doing? The third elder is your father, don't you know some news?"
Ye Chen shook his head, but he had a bad feeling in his heart that something big was about to happen.
Let’s talk about Wu Tian.
The three of them walked into the Sutra Repository, and the huge stone door closed automatically. A bookish air suddenly filled the air, and all they saw were bookshelves with books neatly placed on them.
There are too many of them. The space is about a hundred feet, but it is filled with bookshelves. The distance between them is just enough for one person to pass through. It is like a sea of books.
Wu Tian was a little stunned. This was too scary. In Long Village, it was extremely difficult to get a secret book. But here, there were so many of them, there must be at least nine hundred books, if not a thousand.
"It's worthy of being a sect!" Wu Tian sighed.
Han Tian was already used to it, and warned: "This is the foundation of countless predecessors' efforts over the past thousand years, and they even lost their lives. Be gentle and don't break it."
Wutan took down a book. The cover was spotless, but there were signs of being torn. It was obvious that it had been there for many years and had been frequently read by disciples, which was why it had become like this.
When he opened the book, he found that it only recorded some ordinary moves. After reading a few articles, Wutan lost interest. This kind of vulgar stuff was of no help to him at all.
"Don't be disappointed. The first floor only has the lower level secret books, the second floor has the middle level secret books, and the third floor has the higher level secret books. With your realm, you should go to the third floor. As for the little one..."
At this point, Han Tian became depressed. The little girl had never practiced cultivation before, and her realm was unknown. He really didn't know what to introduce to Shishi. However, she was a rare bright spirit, so it seemed a bit of a waste of her talent to practice ordinary secret books.
He looked at Wutan, who shrugged. The meaning was obvious, but he didn't understand either.
Han Tian held his chin, thought for a while, and said: "Just look around and see if there is anything suitable, but remember not to damage it."
The little girl looked around, twisted her hands, lowered her head, and said, "Brother, I want the magic formula..."
"What?" Han Tian's eyes widened and he said, "You haven't even reached the stage of expanding meridians, why do you need a spell?"
"Practice!" the little girl answered seriously.
Han Tian was stunned for a long time, speechless. Finally, he said helplessly: "Go, go, as long as you can get in."
The little girl smiled, showing her white rabbit teeth, and said, "Bad boy, you are a good person now! Brother, let's go."
She pulled Wutan and skipped upstairs, leaving Han Tian in a daze, muttering to himself.
"I'm a good person? I finally became a good person? No! I have always been a good person, little girl, stop right there!" Han Tian chased after her and cursed, "What bullshit, I am a good person now, I have always been a good person, it's just that you, a little thing, forced me to be a bad person."
"Hehe!" The little girl stuck out her tongue and made a face.
Relatively speaking, there are far fewer books on the second floor, and the space is much more spacious than the first floor.
The three of them did not stop and went straight to the third floor. There were fewer books here. There were only four bookshelves on the four sides, and the other three were empty. There was only one bookshelf with books neatly arranged. There should be about a hundred books. After all, they were superior secret books and were relatively rare.
Han Tian said: "Superior secret books are more difficult to find, so there are not many sects that have them, but they are several times more powerful than the middle-level ones."
Wutan flipped through a few books and read a few articles, nodded slightly, and then put them back on the bookshelf. These superior secret books were all good, but whether it was the moves or the methods of cultivation, almost all of them were about increasing strength, which was not what he wanted.
What he wanted was the secret book for tempering the body.
Before the rebirth stage, the body must be trained to perfection. If one continues to practice at the usual speed, it will take who knows how long. Therefore, one must find a secret book to temper the body. It is impossible to always dream of getting a treasure like the ancient scorpion embryo.
(End of this chapter)