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Chapter 1 There is no perfect path, read and become stronger!
"The guardian of the pavilion, Wang Chen, was ordered by the Holy Lord to introduce the new guardian of the pavilion, Qin Feng, to the pavilion. This is Qin Feng's nameplate. Please check it with Elder Xiao."
In the Sutra Pavilion of Jiuxiao Holy Land, Wang Chen, who had gray hair and a somewhat bumpy figure, was accompanied by a tall and tall young man with a jade-like face.
At this moment, Wang Chen respectfully handed the nameplate in his hand to an old man with fair hair and childish face lying on the rocking chair.
“Oh, it's Wang Chen, you're so old in just over two hundred years. It's a pity that the guardian of the pavilion has to be changed again!”
The old man opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Chen with some emotion. Without seeing any movement from him, the identity plate in Wang Chen's hand flew to the old man.
"alright!"
“Teach him the rules and so on. Oh, by the way, don't let him disturb that guy. He's not as good-tempered as me. I don't want to change the guardian of the cabinet in a few days.”
“Yes, elder!”
Wang Chen bowed to the old man and saluted, and the young man behind him also followed suit. The two of them officially entered the Sutra Pavilion.
“Qin Feng, although your parents were once servant disciples of the Holy Land, given their status, they don't know much about the Holy Land, especially the Sutra Pavilion where we are now.”
"So, you must remember every word I say next in your mind. Only in this way can you do your job as a cabinet guard well and have a chance to build a foundation and survive for a long time. Do you understand?"
Wang Chen looked seriously at the young man behind him.
“Understood, senior.”
Qin Feng nodded solemnly. Of course he knew that the job of the cabinet guard in front of him was not easy. If Wang Chen hadn't spoken in the end, he, an ordinary person who had not even entered the first realm of cultivation, would have left the Holy Land.
In this world, the lives of ordinary people are the least valuable.
If his parents were still alive, his background as a disciple of the Holy Land would not worry him even if he could become a rich second generation with no worries about food and clothing in the mortal world, but no one expected that a handyman disciple could lose his life while on a mission.
It was also because of their bad luck that they encountered two monsters fighting each other on the way back. The two people and the surrounding villages were also affected by the aftermath of the battle, and thousands of people were killed or injured.
Although the two demons were later killed by the strong men of the Holy Land, he also lost his parents forever.
For him, who had just turned eighteen a few months ago, it seemed as if he had returned to his previous life and became an orphan.
Half a day ago, he looked around at the same group of people who were descendants of handymen and outer disciples like him. Some were assigned to the Danyuan, some to the Qiyuan, and some to the Fuyuan and Zhenyuan. Even if they were poor The little ones were also assigned to plant spiritual grains and do chores in logistics, leaving only those who had no cultivation at all and no one wanted them, and he was one of them.
There is nothing he can do. His cultivation qualifications and understanding are extremely poor. He has not even entered the first stage of the first realm of training for more than ten years.
Had it not been for the fact that his parents were disciples of the Holy Land servants, he would have been kicked out of the Holy Land more than ten years ago.
No, after losing his parents as a backer, he was also facing the crisis of being kicked out of the Holy Land. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the old man Wang Chen showed up and asked him to leave.
However, unlike other assigned disciples, Wang Chen did not take him to the Sutra Pavilion immediately. Instead, he went to meet the Holy Master of Jiuxiao Holy Land, a person whose appearance he did not even see and did not know whether he was a man or a woman. people.
When he came back to his senses, he found that he had followed Wang Chen to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Qin Feng did not have any extreme reaction but was very calm because he knew that if there was a problem, he would not appear in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. It's over to the pavilion.
His calmness surprised Wang Chen on the side.
You must know that more than two hundred years ago, he was brought before the Holy Lord by the previous cabinet guard, but he made a lot of fools of himself afterwards.
"Don't call me senior, call me Uncle Chen. At my age, it won't be wrong to treat you as your uncle." Wang Chen said.
“Not only am I not aggrieved, I've reached a higher level!”
Qin Feng muttered in his heart. If the other person could live for more than two hundred years, he must have broken through the first level of cultivation and became a monk in the second level of foundation building. Otherwise, he would definitely not have two hundred years just based on the five stages of body training. years of life.
His own parents were Body Forging Realm monks before they were alive, and they have reached the late stage of the fifth stage of Body Forging. Of course, they know that the lifespan of a Body Forging Realm monk is one hundred and fifty years old. This is the same for any sect. .
To be able to call a Foundation Establishment monk uncle, he is indeed on a high level.
“Uncle Chen!”
Qin Feng called Uncle Chen honestly, causing a rare smile to appear on Wang Chen's face.
"The Sutra Pavilion is one of the twelve forbidden areas in our Nine Heavens Holy Land, and it is also the foundation of the power of the holy land. It covers everything from the mysteries of heaven and earth, legends and secrets, to martial arts, magical powers and secrets. Only the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion has a total of bookshelves. Ninety-nine seats, a total of ninety-nine thousand volumes of books.”
"Because the books on the first floor are all about the body forging realm and some legends and secrets, there are not many books. The books on the third to fifth floors of the Sutra Pavilion are the most numerous. You will understand these in the future." "As a guardian Pavilion members, you don't need to have strong strength, because that is the responsibility of Elder Xiao and the others. You only need to understand the distribution of the classics in the thirteen-story Sutra Pavilion, and guide every disciple who comes in. Just where the classics are.”
"Of course, as a cabinet keeper, you can also read all the books in this scripture collection cabinet. Even in the entire Holy Land, there are not many people with this power except the Holy Lord."
"By the way, don't go up to the top thirteen floors of the Sutra Pavilion. If you want to go up, remember to be gentle and don't make too much noise, otherwise no one can save you."
Wang Chen's words immediately reminded Qin Feng of the guy Elder Xiao mentioned before. It seems that the person Elder Xiao mentioned should be the strong man responsible for guarding the Holy Land Scripture Pavilion.
“I understand Uncle Chen!”
Qin Feng nodded.
“You should first familiarize yourself with the distribution of various classics on the first floor of the Xia Zang Jing Pavilion this week. I will take the exam next week.”
After Wang Chen said the last words, he entered the bedroom next to the Sutra Pavilion. The people who guard the Sutra usually do not leave the Sutra Pavilion, so even food and accommodation are provided in the Sutra Pavilion.
Fortunately, their treatment is not bad. Although they are not disciples, they have better treatment than the handyman disciples. They have a fixed monthly salary and spiritual grain share.
Back when Wang Chen was a monk who had just entered the body-forging realm, he relied on the spiritual stones he had accumulated over the years with his salary to finally exchange for a foundation-building pill and successfully build a foundation to gain a life span of more than two hundred years. , although now he is still only a monk at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.
Now, Wang Chen's end is approaching, and his physical strength and energy are far less than before, so as long as no one comes to the Sutra Pavilion, he basically rests in his room every day.
It took him half a year to fully grasp the location of the first floor of the classics, and ten years for the entire thirteenth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
If he hadn't rashly broken through to the second level of foundation building in order to extend his life, causing the breakthrough to fail and suffer an injury that would lead to an early deadline, he wouldn't have brought Qin Feng back in such a hurry.
Qin Feng also started his own work after Wang Chen entered the bedroom, and became familiar with the distribution of various classics on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
In fact, he has a secret that even his parents don't know, that is, he has a photographic memory. Any text he has read can be imprinted in his mind.
This is also the reason why he achieved so much at a young age in his previous life, but it was a pity that he was taken away by brain cancer and came into this world.
A quarter of an hour later, the positions of a thousand classics on the first bookshelf were all imprinted in his mind, followed by the second, third, and fourth bookshelf.
By the tenth bookshelf, the time it took him to grasp the location of the books on each bookshelf had been shortened from a quarter of an hour to five minutes.
Nine hours later, Qin Feng shook his swollen head and casually sat down against the bookshelf. He had already mastered the location of all the books on the ninety-nine bookshelves on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
“Uncle Chen said that the higher the level of the tome, the stronger the sealing power. I should be able to withstand the sealing power of this first-level tome.”
Thinking of this, Qin Feng reached for a classic on the bookshelf next to him. The moment he touched the classic, a faint layer of white light rose, and Qin Feng felt a resistance.
However, this resistance suddenly disappeared after he exerted a lot of force.
“Fortunately, if the seal power were stronger, it would be tragic that I wouldn't even be able to read the first-level books.”
Every classic in the Scripture Pavilion naturally has a seal, but because Qin Feng has the badge of the keeper of the pavilion, the power of the seal is reduced countless times for him.
Furthermore, when it comes to disciples entering the Sutra Pavilion, within the specified time limit, the seals of the classics will also be weakened.
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the "Wind and Thunder Palm" in his hand, and then turned to the first page.
It moves like wind and thunder, remains as quiet as returning to silence, the palm is invisible, and the enemy is visible. The wind and thunder palm is divided into nine levels. After training to the first level, the power can reach 1.2 times when the thunder is heard. After training to the second level.
【Extensive reading of "Wind and Thunder Palm", qualification +1. 】
【Extensive reading of "Wind and Thunder Palm", comprehension +1. 】
While Qin Feng was reading "Wind and Thunder Palm", a piece of information suddenly came to his heart like a blessing, making him stunned.
"This is."
Feeling the sudden unfamiliar information, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly glowed. Soon he finished flipping through the "Wind and Thunder Palm" in his hand. After putting "Wind and Thunder Palm" back to its original position, he started again. He picked up a classic book next to him and flipped through it.
【Extensive reading of "Ou Mo Fist", qualification +1. 】
【Extensive reading of "Ou Mo Fist", comprehension +1. 】
(End of this chapter)
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