After silently memorizing the contents of the book in his mind, Tang Hao put it back where it belonged.
Somehow, he always felt that this technique might bring him some unexpected surprises.
Looking around, Tang Hao saw that he had already swept through the bookshelves, so he turned around and headed towards the second floor.
At this time, Baili and Qinghe were still standing at the gate. There were dozens of scrolls or books floating in front of Baili, each of which seemed to be quite unusual.
At first, Baili's expression was full of excitement, but when he saw all the exercises in front of him, his brows furrowed deeply.
The formation spirit looked at Baili who was silent and asked calmly: "How is it?"
After closing the last book of exercises, Baili's previous excitement had long since disappeared.
Looking at the formation spirit in front of him, he suddenly asked: "Isn't there a technique that can be practiced all the way to the fairyland?"
It turns out that although the techniques found by the formation spirits in front of them do not require realm bloodline or race, they all have a flaw.
That is, these exercises can only support cultivation to the Mahayana realm.
Once you reach the Mahayana, these exercises will no longer be of any help to your cultivation.
Since he was looking for a technique for his own people, Baili naturally wanted to find one that could at least lead him to the fairyland.
Although Mahayana is the pinnacle of the mortal realm, it is still a mortal realm after all.
All the tribes in the prehistoric times worked hard and the weak preyed on the strong.
Sometimes, quantitative changes cannot lead to qualitative changes.
The great age is coming, and even if all races have practiced Mahayana, if they face those Taiyi and Daluo beings who transcend all things, no matter how much Mahayana they practice, it will be in vain.
Hearing Baili's words, Zhen Ling shook his head and said, "It's true that there are some immortal realm techniques that can always be practiced, but they don't meet the requirements you just mentioned."
"In the entire Sutra Pavilion, these exercises in front of you are the only ones that are not restricted by race."
Upon hearing this, Baili couldn't help but feel a flash of regret in his eyes.
But before he could continue to speak, Qing He, who had been silent since Tang Hao left, suddenly spoke: "Why are you so stupid?"
"Can't you let those humans practice to the Mahayana first, and then choose other techniques?"
"Sir, you are here. Can't you come here whenever you want?"
Looking at Baili who looked confused in front of him, Qinghe curled his lips and said.
It seems that the human race in front of me still doesn't recognize his current identity!
As Mr.'s follower, where can I go in the whole prehistoric era?
When Zhen Ling heard Qing He's words, his expression did not change at all. Instead, he nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, you are a friend of Saint Tongtian. You can come again at any time."
"All the techniques here can be taken away as long as you like them."
Can you take them all away? !
Baili was stunned and glanced around subconsciously.
Not to mention the above, there are no less than thousands of books on the bookshelves on this floor alone.
The Sutra Pavilion was created by a saint. In addition to some core secret techniques of ancient races, it contains almost all the techniques of the prehistoric times.
Take them all away? Isn't this Saint Tongtian too generous?
Baili thought of what Qinghe said before, and he suddenly understood why the formation spirit in front of him said that.
It's not that Saint Tongtian is generous, but Mr. He is...too strong!
"I don't know why sir would accept you. You seem to be even dumber than me."
A trace of melancholy flashed across Qinghe's delicate face. Standing behind Baili, she crossed her arms and shook her head.
She was obviously a little girl, but she insisted on pretending to be old-fashioned, which made Baili dumbfounded.
"Little guy, all the clothes you are wearing were bought with my spirit stones."
"That's not a good thing to say about me, is it?"
I thought it was a rare opportunity, but I never thought that I could come here whenever I wanted. Baili's still somewhat regretful mood disappeared immediately.
Looking at Qinghe behind him, he smiled and joked.
"Hey, hey, hey, little guy, my cultivation seems to be higher than yours, right?"
Hearing Baili's words about little guy, Qinghe immediately became unhappy.
Although no matter who he met before, Qinghe always called him brother or sister, but those people were either big beings like Xuanming Su Daji, or they were Ao Li'er and Su Wanwan who were familiar with Tang Hao.
Baili had only just met his husband, so Qinghe naturally wouldn't call him brother.
Facing Qing He who puffed up his mouth and huffed in anger, Baili carefully selected the exercises in front of him for his tribe, while continuing to smile and said: "In terms of age, I can be your ancestor. In terms of strength, although I am now a real immortal. ,but..."
"I seem to be about to break through again." Picking up a book of exercises in front of him, Baili raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
On the other side, Tang Hao had already reached the second floor.
Compared with the lobby on the first floor, the area on the second floor is obviously much smaller.
The originally few disciples were already very few after Tang Hao entered the second floor.
Scanning his eyes, Tang Hao only saw a total of three inner disciples of Jie Jiao standing in different directions, looking for the right technique for him.
Without thinking much, Tang Hao stepped forward and walked to a bookshelf next to the stairs.
With just one glance, Tang Hao had already caught all the books on the bookshelf.
"This Xuan level kung fu doesn't look very good."
Continuing to walk towards the second bookshelf, the anticipation deep in Tang Hao's eyes began to slowly dissipate.
Although the techniques he saw at this time were all extraordinary, they were of no use to him now.
Tang Hao couldn't get the slightest interest in the Great Flame Treasure Sutra, Ziyang Jue, Barbarian Elephant Powerful Technique, Glazed Divine Palm, just by looking at the names of the techniques.
Soon, Tang Hao had browsed the entire second floor. As expected, he didn't like all the techniques here.
"Just go to the fourth floor."
After thinking about it, Tang Hao skipped the third floor and went directly to the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion.
Compared with downstairs, there is only one bookshelf here.
The entire fourth floor was deserted and extremely quiet.
Tang Hao slowly walked to the bookshelf. The huge bookshelf only contained dozens of books on exercises.
So few?
Looking at the techniques in front of him, Tang Hao raised his eyebrows.
Although the heaven-level skills are precious, Jiejiao is still a big sect. There are only dozens of books, and the number is indeed a bit small.
Shaking his head, Tang Hao glanced at the techniques casually.
The next moment, the names of dozens of exercises appeared before his eyes.
"Um?"
Suddenly, as if he saw something interesting, a trace of interest appeared on Tang Hao's face again.
This technique looks good!
His eyes lit up, Tang Hao stretched out his hand and took down a simple scripture from the bookshelf in front of him.
Different from the exercises downstairs, the content of the heaven-level exercises is very small, only a few pages.
Moreover, the text is obscure and difficult to understand, just like a book from heaven.
But for some reason, Tang Hao just glanced at these extremely complicated contents, and the explanations automatically appeared in his mind.
[Taixu Cutting Heaven Finger, a heaven-level technique. 】
[Without form and without boundaries, it is Taixu. 】
[Condensing the power of the imageless, cutting off a corner of nothingness, suppressing it with one finger, and annihilating it with the other. 】
