Jiang Feng didn't leave here until noon of the day.
He did not return to the accommodation, but plunged into the library and continued to read the free ancient books.
The elders teach once a month, and most of the time is allocated by the monks themselves, but this also means that the cultivation is basically on their own.
The Spiritual Sect provides a lot of resources, and the practice needs to be done by yourself.
In this way, it may not be bad.
Those who can cultivate in the Spiritual Sect are the worst cultivators at the Realm of the Ruins. The 10,000 disciples of the outer sect are basically above this level of cultivation. Therefore, ordinary lectures are not very helpful to them. It is better to understand it by yourself.
As for the inner disciples, their cultivation bases are in the Broken Dao realm. As the sect elder, their strength is also in the Soul Realm of the third small realm of Broken Dao realm. Very few people can step into the realm of Yuzun.
The three realms of Immortal Dao, "Broken Dao", "Yu Zun" and "Sage".
It's not cumbersome.
But precisely because of this lack of cumbersomeness, the difference between each realm and each realm is very severe, and the number of them is also falling off a cliff.
When you reach the saint realm above the realm, there is not much in the entire Cyan Frost Immortal Realm, so the elders in the Lingshu Sect are mostly in the Soul Realm of the Broken Dao Realm.
Jiang Feng met Qian Yi again when she was studying hard at the Cangshu Pavilion. She also read the book, and the two met with a simple greeting.
Qian Yi asked if Jiang Feng had any books to read, and she could help Fu Xianjing.
"No, these free ones are enough for me." Jiang Feng declined.
"If you're embarrassed, you can be regarded as borrowing it from me, and you will return it to me when the immortal crystal is sent." Qian Yi thought for him.
"It's really not necessary. If there is a need, I'm looking for you." Jiang Feng said with a smile.
"Okay." Qian Yi nodded, turned and left, still an intoxicating faint fragrance spreading, making people feel better inexplicably.
Jiang Feng didn't think too much, and devoted himself to studying ancient books. He wanted to understand everything as soon as possible to make up for the gap with others.
This effort is not for the sect assessment ten years later, but for the ability to find Mu Lingxue as soon as possible.
Although he has now come to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, he doesn't know anything about Mu Lingxue's situation.
Jiang Feng looked at it all day long, and it was not until the evening when the library was closed that he returned to his place of accommodation.
What made him strange was that he didn't see Hu Hao and other nine people, and he didn't know what he was doing.
But Jiang Feng didn't worry about anything. Last time he gave them a severe lesson, most of them were already scared. Today, in the library, from the faces of other inner disciples, he has already seen the look of jealousy towards him.
I went to the library during the day and rested at night. This situation lasted for 20 days, and my life was extremely peaceful.
Hu Hao, Nanmensheng and other nine people have not appeared in the courtyard house these days. Jiang Feng didn't know until the past few days that Hu Hao and the others had been transferred away after being beaten violently by him.
This is really scared, even to live with him.
Jiang Feng didn't pay much attention, anyway, now he lives in the entire courtyard by himself, no one bothers, so he can't ask for it.
In the past few days, Jiang Feng has learned a lot, and he has learned a lot more than the information he had seen on the light wall set up at the ascending point in Xiangjin City.
He even remembered all the major cities in the Azure Frost Immortal Territory. He also understood all the main sect forces, their characteristics, and their grievances.
Until this time, the many ancient books in the library had not attracted much attention to him.
Of course, it was limited to the first and second floors. As for the third floor, Jiang Feng, as an inner disciple, was not qualified to go up.
It has been almost a month since I joined the Spiritual Sect. Until today, it is finally time to explain the practice once a month.
The location was not on the square of the main peak, but on the low mountain that Yunmoran took Jiang Feng to last time.
Among the peaks, there are nine peaks standing straight, almost the same in height, and even the same in shape.
In the center of the nine mountain peaks, there is a lake that is as clear as a mirror. The surface of the lake is very quiet, not even a single ripple can be captured.
At this time, on the surface of the lake, one futon appeared, and the futon bloomed with a faint light, suddenly illuminating the entire lake.
"It's a magical place." Jiang Feng saw this scene with a look of surprise in his eyes. It was the first time he saw such a place, and this place was used to listen to the elder's explanation of spiritual practice.
If you want to sit on it, you have to use all kinds of power.
Like Jiang Feng, the monks who had newly joined the sect saw this scene with a look of surprise on their faces. Only those old disciples who had been in the sect for a long time had a calm expression and a familiar appearance.
Jiang Feng looked around and found that the number of disciples in the inner sect was about 1,000, which was one-tenth of the disciples of the outer sect.
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These people, at this time, had already begun to fly towards the lake, and then took their seats.
Jiang Feng followed the large army, and in a blink of an eye he also came to the lake, picking a futon and sitting on it.
Of course, he urged the power of the stars, otherwise the futon would not be able to bear him. It was originally thought to be made of stone, but in fact it was only made up of straw mats, and its floating power was very limited.
Looking at the people around, Jiang Feng found that they were also urging various forces to maintain their physical bodies, most of which were the power of the immortal origin.
In just a few minutes, all the thousands of inner disciples had sat on the futon in the lake.
"Inner disciples, one thousand and twenty people, all of them are present, and then the class will begin!"
A serious voice exploded in the air, shaking everyone's eardrums.
Jiang Feng's spirit suddenly trembled, and he raised his head and looked in one direction suddenly.
I saw an old man standing on top of the nine peaks, each with a fairy style.
"This is the first elder who explains the practice. There are actually nine. Could it be that the nine elders will take turns to explain the practice for everyone?" Jiang Feng secretly guessed.
"It's still the old saying, nine of us, one of us explained half an hour, and a total of four and a half hours. During the lecture, you are not allowed to leave without authorization. Next, I will start to explain to you the swallowing of immortal vitality!"
Jiang Feng listened carefully, hoping that the knowledge gained from this elder's mouth would confirm what he had learned from the ancient books in the library.
When the old man was explaining on the mountain peak, Jiang Feng was listening attentively, but suddenly realized that the water on the lake suddenly fluctuated.
He couldn't help turning his head to look, and found a monk not far away, the futon he was riding on was constantly trembling, undulating waves of ripples.
The monk's complexion changed and he tried to maintain it, but the ripples became stronger and stronger, until a few seconds later, the futon suddenly collapsed, and the monk sitting on it disappeared instantly. ()