"Recognize the reasons for practicing..."
Zhou Xuan murmured, somewhat vaguely understanding.
His eyes seemed to be bright, and he probably understood the meaning of Wei Guanhai's words. Everyone has different reasons for embarking on the path of cultivation. The existence of the lecture hall is to make the disciples of Qiyun Holy Mountain realize that they are on the path of cultivation. The reason for ascending to the path.
at the same time.
Prevent the disciples of Qiyun Holy Mountain from going astray.
"The Lecture Hall was opened by Master. It was established not long ago. His old man once said that rather than making the disciples of Qiyun Holy Mountain stronger, he hopes that the disciples of Qiyun Holy Mountain will not forget Be true to your original intention and keep your feet on the right path.”
Wei Guanhai's voice then sounded, full of seriousness.
"Don't forget your original intention and keep your feet on the right path..."
Zhou Xuan felt an indescribable shock as he listened to the eight simple words. He was so shocked that he almost suffocated. The confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated and turned into realization. It turned out that this was the reason for establishing the lecture hall.
Seeing Zhou Xuan's gradually changing expression, Qi Hongyu nodded with satisfaction.
"Junior brother, it seems that you have roughly understood it. It's okay if you don't understand it. If you go to the lecture hall to study more, you may be able to gradually understand the reason. If I use the words of Xijian Pavilion, it is holding the shuriken. , protect your heart and think."
Zhou Xuan was even more shocked and solemnly bowed to all the senior brothers and sisters.
"Junior brother has learned a lesson."
"It doesn't matter."
When Guo Da and others saw Zhou Xuan's appearance, they all burst out laughing and were in a very good mood. They had received the teachings of the old mountain master over the years, and they also gradually recognized the truth, that is, talent is more important than talent. It's the character of mind.
If a person does evil things, no matter how high his cultivation level or his talent is, they will still look down upon him.
now.
They all believed that Zhou Xuan was a malleable talent.
"Okay, I've said all that needs to be said. The practice in Yangqi Pavilion has just ended. It's a period of rest for the time being. You can do your own things. Don't forget the lecture hall in the afternoon. The lecture hall takes up a lot of time. More, only one hour."
Wei Guanhai patted Zhou Xuan on the shoulder as if to encourage him.
Zhou Xuan nodded seriously, then said goodbye to many senior brothers and sisters, said hello to Xiao Meng who had finished his training in Qi Yang Pavilion, and slowly left Qi Yang Pavilion.
Zhou Xuan originally planned to return to the cave to do some basic training, but then suddenly thought of something and changed his direction.
Two months is very tight and flies by in a blink of an eye.
There are still many things Zhou Xuan needs to do. Compared with the most basic practice, there are obviously more important things. One of them is to learn more spells and martial arts.
Although the two basic spells and martial arts taught by Fang Meng yesterday were very effective, Zhou Xuan was actually not satisfied. He wanted to learn more spells and martial arts to enrich himself and maximize his strength.
After the Yangqi Pavilion, you have two hours of free time before you need to go to the Lecture Hall.
Zhou Xuan used this short period of time to go to the library, which he had never been to before, to take a look. According to Senior Sister Fang Meng, there might be something to gain.
He had some expectations in his heart.
In a top training holy land like Qiyun Holy Mountain, there are naturally a vast array of major martial arts and techniques. I believe that if you go to the library to take a look, you will definitely gain a lot.
Just do it.
Zhou Xuan quickly arrived at the location of the library pavilion.
The library is built halfway up a mountain. It is made of rough and old trees. The wood grain on the outside is mottled. It looks like it has been there for many years. There are many trees stretching next to it, which actually adds a different kind of atmosphere. breath.
Such a time.
There were many disciples coming and going outside the library. Apparently there were many disciples who had the same idea as Zhou Xuan. They all wanted to take advantage of this training time to enrich themselves.
Seeing Zhou Xuan's presence, many disciples raised their hands to salute and called out "Mr. Ten" one after another.
Zhou Xuan was very relieved and felt much better.
It was the first time he came to the library. With curiosity in his eyes, he looked around, but he saw that there was no guard in the library. There was a small table to the right of the door, and there was a man sitting behind him, wearing simple and shabby clothes. white-haired old man.
His eyes flickered, becoming more confused.
The white-haired old man leaned on the chair. His eyelids seemed to be closed, but they seemed to be open. He looked drowsy, and there was no aura of cultivation in his body.
Such a scene did not arouse the curiosity of many disciples, and they were obviously accustomed to it.
Zhou Xuan couldn't help but be curious.
He had never heard of a white-haired old man in the library, so he didn't know the identity of the white-haired old man behind the counter. Such a person with a poor image and no cultivation appeared in the library of Qiyun Holy Mountain. The pavilion itself is very weird.
He couldn't help but pause, and took a second look at Duoduo, wanting to see if there was anything unusual about the old man.
However……
The white-haired old man seemed to have no cultivation. Facing Zhou Xuan's curious eyes, he remained motionless and made no movement at all, as if he had not noticed anything.
Zhou Xuan was even more curious, and even had the idea of stepping forward to cause trouble, wanting to see the depth of the white-haired old man.
Theoretically speaking.
The identity of the white-haired old man must be extraordinary.
Zhou Xuan himself is not a person who judges books by their appearance. He knows that since the white-haired old man can appear in the library in Qiyun Holy Mountain, or even sit at the door, he must be a manager of the library.
How could such a person be ordinary?
When Zhou Xuan's heart was fluctuating, he suddenly heard a doubtful voice coming from behind him.
"Mr. Ten?"
It was a woman's voice.
Zhou Xuan was startled. He immediately felt that the voice was indescribably familiar. Looking back, he saw a figure standing behind him. It was indeed a familiar figure.
Gu Tianming's personal disciple, Gong Wan was once recognized as the strongest among the younger generation of Qiyun Holy Mountain.
Compared with the respect from others, Gong Wan, who has a more special status, does not have much respectful emotions. It is more like communicating with peers, but she calls Zhou Xuan in a special way.
"Senior Sister Gong Wan."
Zhou Xuan turned around and showed a smile.
After Zhou Xuan passed the test on Yaowang Island, he naturally had some understanding of Gong Wan's character. He knew that this was a fellow disciple who was not very warm on the surface but was very good on the inside.
Gong Wan looked at Zhou Xuan and then at the white-haired old man, seeming a little confused.
"I came to the library to see if there are any martial arts and techniques."
Zhou Xuan felt inexplicably embarrassed and coughed twice: "Third Senior Sister said that I might gain something if I wander around here."
