But everyone in the Wenjian Sect knows that in each Wenjian Sect's arsenal, there is at least one strong man at the level of the inner sect elder who has reached the level of the innate grandmaster to guard it. The mysterious inscription formation carved by high-level inscription masters makes the guards here really impregnable.
Follow the bluestone steps of the sword tower arsenal to the entrance.
Ding Hao saw an old man with gray hair, sitting quietly on a bamboo and rattan lounge chair under the shade of the trees at the entrance of the ancient pagoda. He was holding an unknown blue-lined ancient book and reading it with relish.
The dappled sunlight shone along the shade of the trees, and the withered wicker chairs creaked and swayed.
This is a beautiful scene full of vicissitudes of time.
"Huh? Registered disciple? Want to enter the arsenal?" Sensing someone coming, the white-haired old man asked softly. He did not raise his head and was still reading quietly.
Ding Hao said respectfully: "Ding Hao, a registered disciple of Qingshan East Academy, came to the arsenal to select the secret book of Xuan Gong according to the sect's reward."
"Oh?" The white-haired old man finally raised his head.
This is a very ordinary face, not the imaginary white-haired childlike face, nor does it show off its domineering appearance. There are wrinkles carved by time on the face, and there is even a yellow eye guano in the corner of the eye.
But in those seemingly cloudy eyes, there was a faint suffocating light flashing through.
This seems to indicate that the old man in front of him is not a simple character.
He stared at Ding Hao up and down for a few times, examined it, nodded slightly, showing a look of approval, nodded and said: "Okay, go in, remember, you have two hours to choose the secret book, and You cannot go up to floors above the fourth floor.”
Ding Hao nodded: "Thank you, elder."
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said: "By the way, you can choose three Xuan Gong secret books."
"Ah?" Ding Hao was stunned: "But... Elder, according to the sect's reward regulations, it seems... I can only choose one."
"You're quite honest, not bad." The old man raised his head with a smile, but suddenly turned his face aside, blew his beard and glared: "Old man, I am happy today and will give you two extra places. What? You don't want it?" "
Ding Hao immediately ran inside in a fit of piss: "I want it, thank you elder, I am very grateful."
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"It's strange, why did the town elder give me two more choices? Do I look like his long-lost relative?"
Ding Hao thought happily and entered the [Sword Tower Arsenal].
Apart from the entrance, there is no other way to enter the [Sword Tower Arsenal], not even windows. However, with the uncanny workmanship of the high-level inscription master, the inside looks spacious and bright, and the surrounding walls are green and yellow, emitting It emits a light orange color like an oil lamp, illuminating the entire space and making it spotless.
I don’t know why, but today is not a closing day, but there is no one in the [Sword Tower Arsenal] except Ding Hao.
The first thing that catches the eye are rows of bookshelves made of orange and ancient wood.
The bookshelf is filled with densely packed ancient books.
"[Defensive Monument Opening Hand], [Tiger Roar Fist], [Cross Quick Sword], [Slash into the Wind], [Dragon Roar Spear Technique], [Jinghong Step], [Pui Xuan Jue]..."
Ding Hao glanced over and saw the names of these booklets.
They are all secret books of Xuan Gong.
Ding Hao suddenly felt dizzy.
This is a genuine Xuan Gong secret book. It is placed all over the first floor of the [Arsenal Sword Tower], like a mountain of books and a sea of books. It is dazzling. Ding Hao suddenly felt like a country bumpkin entering the city.
"Tch, don't look at the names in each book that are so bluffing. In fact, they are all useless products who have barely entered the level. Some of them have not even entered the level. They are just looking at you, a worthless guy, for fun. You are really unskilled. ." Sword Ancestor's disdainful voice came from his mind.
By the way, Master Dao Ancestor also despised Ding Hao for a while, not to be outdone.
"Xiao Dingzi, please take a closer look. In the first level, the booklets displayed are all very rough secrets. Many of them are junk goods, and some of them can barely enter the first level. It's of no use to you, so don't look at it, just go to the second level." After mocking for a while, Sword Ancestor gave a serious suggestion.
Ding Hao nodded, without any hesitation, found the stairs and walked towards the second floor.
Climb the thirty-six steps and reach the second floor of the [Sword Tower Arsenal].
Judging from the first impression, the space on the second floor is slightly smaller than the first floor. The space is neatly placed with a huge red bookshelf made of golden nanmu. Whether it’s the materials or the craftsmanship, these bookshelves are countless times more expensive and refined than the bookshelves on the first floor.
There is a faint fragrance in the air, which makes people clearer and clearer. It may also have the effect of preventing insects.
"[Blood Flame Technique], [Vajra Body Technique], [Powerful Tiger King Fist], [Yangniu Three Shock Styles], [Chasing Lightning Zhonggong Sword], [Nine-Nine Heaven-Breaking Sword], [Sixteen Sword Techniques] , [Fire Sword]…”
This time, Ding Hao's mood had calmed down a lot. He took a quick glance at the bookshelf and found that the secret books of Xuan Gong stored on the second floor were much stronger than those on the first floor. All of them were Xuan Gong secrets that had entered the first level. achievement.
However, even so, most of the books on this floor are low-grade and mid-grade human-grade books, which are of little significance to Ding Hao today.
After thinking about it, Ding Hao did not hesitate and climbed directly to the third floor of the [Sword Tower Arsenal].
"Huh? There seems to be some kind of restriction here." As soon as he stepped onto the third floor, Ding Hao felt his shoulders sink. The gravity seemed to increase several times in an instant. Ordinary people would definitely stagger when entering here. I can't even stand still.
The fresh fragrance in the air became even stronger.
Compared with the second floor, the area of the third floor is approximately doubled.
In the middle of the space, there are six huge jade bookcases, emitting a faint green fluorescence. The collection of books is about 600, and each book is packed in a small golden nanmu box and carefully protected. got up.
On the surface of the small box, lines of fine characters were carved with exquisite knife skills, introducing the grade, power, attributes and other general introductions of the books in the box.
This is the highest level that Ding Hao is allowed to ascend to.
"Well, you have to choose the Xuan Gong secret book that suits you at this level."
Ding Hao breathed out gently, suppressed his excitement, came to the jade bookcase, and pulled out the first wooden box placed on it.
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There was an accident yesterday, so I will make up for it today.
This chapter will first update the mdnd110 new tribute!