"Welcome Grand Master!"
All the disciples said in unison.
After hearing this, Lin Yi took a closer look and realized that this person was actually the great master of Xuecang Palace, Fairy Taihan, who was also the most senior person in Xuecang Palace.
"Everyone listen, the ancestral rules have not been changed. I declare Immortal Master Lin Yi as the head of Xuecang Palace. He can use all the resources in the palace." Fairy Taihan announced.
When everyone heard this, they could only do as Fairy Taihan said.
Lin Yi showed a look of gratitude.
But soon Fairy Taihan turned into countless flying snowflakes and rushed out of the hall.
At this moment, in the vast snowy area, a dishevelled figure hurried towards Lingxu Palace, but because he was seriously injured and had not eaten a grain of rice for many days, he suddenly fell on the snow.
At this time, a farmer passing by saw the man and rescued him.
"Don't worry, I will take this token and go to Lingxu Palace to report to Emperor Linghao and kill all the immortals in Lingxu, Lin Yi!"
The farmer saw that the token was from the famous Lingxu Palace, and this person was actually a true disciple of Lingxu Palace.
The farmer was so shocked that he dropped the token with snow on it into the snow. After saying this, the man died.
"Ah, what should we do? That's the Lingxu Palace of the Shangzong, where the immortals live."
“But old man, if we don’t do anything, if someone sees us, they will think we killed him, and he will die a more miserable death.” The old woman slammed her crutch heavily.
"Yes, yes, we can only go to Lingxu Palace."
If it was half a month later, maybe no one in Lingxu Continent knew who Lin Yi was, but now Lin Yi's name was known throughout the world, and even a seven-year-old child knew that Lin Yi was the new master of Lingxu.
At this time, Lin Yi had no idea what was happening on the other side, and in fact he didn't care.
Anyone who comes will be killed.
Following Master Xuanqing, we came to the most luxurious martial arts library in Xuecang Palace.
All the immortal methods in the world are collected here.
This huge library is about the size of a football field, with rows of bookcases reaching into the sky. Every ten steps there is a presence monitoring the space.
For Xuecang Palace, this is the most precious place, so there are thirty powerful gods scattered here, monitoring it day and night with their divine sense to ensure that no mistakes will occur.
Among these scrolls, there are the most precious bamboo scrolls and paper scrolls, but of course the most common are jade slips.
"Everywhere else is full of techniques, but this area records all the secrets of the Lingxu world."
"Some of these secrets are real, but of course most of them are just made up by ordinary people to kill time."
“Of course, there are also some lucky people who really find treasures from these secrets.”
"Of course, there are only a few people with this kind of luck. I think it is highly unlikely that Master Lin will have this kind of luck."
Shi Xuanqing teased.
"You're right. I've always had bad luck. But I still want to see what these secrets record." Lin Yi was not interested in these techniques because they were basically some superficial techniques and could not be compared with the twelve patterns he was practicing.
When he arrived at this area, Lin Yi used his spiritual power, and his vast spiritual consciousness rolled back like a vast ocean.
In an instant, the spiritual consciousness of more than thirty powerful gods who were monitoring this place came into contact with Lin Yi. They screamed and were injured by Lin Yi's spiritual consciousness.
Shi Xuan had anticipated this in the morning and had someone take them out, saying that they were no longer needed to guard the place.
Lin Yi concentrated his consciousness on one point, like a laser, slowly sweeping across the bookcase.