At the Establishment Ceremony
Wei Han only showed up slightly and already stabilized the turbulent situation.
After the Changsheng Sect climbed onto the great backing of Zixiao Holy Land, millions of disciples were inexplicably excited and proud. Even the threat from the Fire Cloud Sect completely disappeared, and there was no longer any sense of crisis.
At this point, the Changsheng Sect can finally develop safely in the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars, and Wei Han has become the golden thigh of the entire sect, enough to protect the entire sect from being bullied by outsiders.
After the ceremony, he left in a hurry, only taking Xiaoqing and Xiaozi away from the sect, and asked Lu Qingqing to take care of Chen Qingdai, but did not interfere with anything else.
The matter of Changsheng Sect will finally come to an end!
Next, Wei Han will have a broader world and face more crises, so he is not prepared to show too close to the original sect to avoid implicating Master Yu Qingyan and others in the future.
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noon
Wei Han returned to the Zixiao Holy Land and headed straight to the Scripture Depository Pavilion as usual.
The Scripture Collection Pavilion in the Holy Land has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years and is more than a hundred times larger than the Changsheng Sect. Wei Han was almost shocked when he came here for the first time. It turned out to be a space Taoist artifact!
From the outside, the Sutra Pavilion is just an inconspicuous nine-story wooden pagoda.
But there is something else going on inside. It is definitely bigger than an island. It can accommodate millions of people reading and selecting at the same time. It is filled with various kinds of tablets. It can be said to be a real sea of books.
Wei Han now has no shortage of elixirs or magic stones, but he has an unparalleled love for this huge collection of books. He has been here every day since he became a disciple. It can be said that it is a must-visit place.
The old slave Xu Qing still followed him silently.
The figure follows him like a shadow, as elusive as a resentful ghost walking in the void.
Wei Han wore the lavender robe of a direct disciple, and all the Holy Land disciples who came and went saluted respectfully. Occasionally, some people looked around curiously, obviously curious as to when there was such a direct disciple in the sect.
Since his apprenticeship, Wei Han has deliberately kept a low profile and has not held an apprenticeship ceremony.
Therefore, it is estimated that among the tens of millions of disciples in the Holy Land, only a few of them know him.
"Mr. Xu!" Wei Han stood still in front of the bookshelf of the Sutra Pavilion. He ignored the surprised looks from the disciples around him and said casually: "This place is extremely safe and does not need to be protected. You can do whatever you want!"
"Young master, there is no need to pay attention to the old slave."
Xu Qing's cloudy eyes flashed with a gentle smile, and he still stood not far away, waiting silently, as if he was firmly nailed to the ground like a pine and cypress, without moving at all.
"Um!"
Wei Han nodded and said nothing more, just continued reading silently.
The Sutra Pavilion in Zixiao Holy Land has too much information that he needs. From here, he can find countless knowledge, information, various histories of the world of immortality, and even the techniques for each realm.
He was in no hurry to look through the inheritance of high-level magical powers and swordsmanship.
Instead, he patiently looked through many low-level classics.
These good things that were difficult to find in the past continued to broaden his horizons, and also allowed Wei Han to recall and reflect on his own cultivation process, and he seemed to have some deeper understanding.
"It turns out that fire-attribute skills have such wonderful effects. In the past, my control was always a little rough."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this formation book is a bit interesting, but it only focuses on how to quickly set up formations?"
"Wonderful, this alchemy technique is something I have never heard of or seen before!"
Wei Han felt as if he had found a treasure and fell silent in this mountain of books.
The knowledge of each new tome filled him with joy.
This is a vast world that he has never seen before. The book records the accumulation of Zixiao Holy Land over tens of thousands of years, and countless amazing and talented people have left their inheritance here.
And he only needs to sit back and enjoy his achievements to learn what a monk has spent his whole life working on. Is there anything more satisfying in the world?
This seemed to have no increase in his strength, but the increase in his background was still very exaggerated. Unknowingly, Wei Han's eyes became more calm and wise, as if he could see through all the truth in the world.
The days just pass by like this!
Gradually, Wei Han's reputation spread.
As long as the disciples of the inner and outer sects of Zixiao Holy Land step into the Sutra Pavilion, they will see a young man wearing the robe of a direct disciple, reading a book seriously in the basic area, followed by an old slave who is in the Nascent Soul stage.
This kind of picture is so weird no matter how you look at it!
Therefore, Wei Han's reputation for being weird quickly spread, and many disciples in the Holy Land also knew that Qingming Peak had a direct disciple who behaved strangely, and there were many overt and covert comments about him.
Wei Han paid no attention to this.
He wished he could read a book in this scripture collection pavilion until the end of time. He could read all kinds of books, and the happiness in them was really not what outsiders could compare to.
Two full months later!
Wei Han finally began to dabble in the kendo classics.
It is said that Zixiao Holy Land started out as a sword cultivator. Although Dharma cultivators are also very powerful, sword cultivators still account for a large proportion.
There are a lot of complete sword cultivation classics that are hard to find in the outside world. Here you can grab a lot of them.
The classics collected, created, and treasured by countless disciples in Zixiao Holy Land for tens of thousands of years are absolutely countless. They range from ordinary categories such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, to time and space, time, space, ice, killing, and so on. Every category that comes to mind is covered.
Wei Han was once again like a child who found a new toy, rummaging around in front of the bookshelf with bright eyes.
However, these inheritances are no longer ordinary books. They require in-depth study to thoroughly study, so Wei Han had to use the system's hang-up function.
"Now I have 30 AFK slots. With the maximum 100,000 times krypton gold reward mode, I can finish a batch of ordinary kendo classics in about ten days!"
"It took 32 sword fusion steps to advance from the fifth level to the fourth level, 64 steps to advance from the fourth level to the third level, 128 steps to the second level, and 256 steps to the first level?"
Wei Han thought carefully for a while and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Calculating this, wouldn't he have to practice hundreds of swordsmanship classics to advance his sword intention to the first level? Although I don’t know how other sword cultivators achieve enlightenment, his path must be extremely exaggerated.
And are there any grades above the first grade?
If Wei Han wants to develop the legendary Chaos Sword Intent, does he have to fill up thousands or tens of thousands of books?
"There is a long way to go. Fortunately, there are many books in the Holy Land for me to take. Otherwise, where would I find so many swordsmanship inheritance and practice?"
"Set a small goal first. Let's defeat him for ten or eight years and gather three to five thousand sword intent!"
Wei Han smiled sarcastically, with a hint of expectation on his lips.
Since he is an immortal being, how can he care how much time is wasted? He must be willing to practice swordsmanship to a state that is unprecedented and unprecedented.
He took a deep breath, continued to immerse himself in front of the bookshelf of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and began to study day and night.
(End of chapter)
