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Tang San pushed open the door, and a brightly lit hall appeared in his eyes. A screen blocked the view inside the hall. A futon sat crossed on top of an old man dressed in gray.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, he opened his eyes slightly, swept over Tang San indifferently, and an old voice sounded: "Enter the Sutra Collection Pavilion and show the token."

Tang San heard the words, took out the token that Tan Wu Jiu gave him, and said, "Sir, this is my token."

The old man glanced at the token in Tang San's hand, and said calmly: "Elder token, you can check the secrets of martial arts on the first and second floors. Behind the screen is the real Sutra Collection Pavilion."

"When you come here for the first time, you need to know the regulations of the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion. The regulations are on the back of the screen. Read them carefully. If you violate them, the regulations will be dealt with."

Tang San froze in his heart, and said respectfully, "Yes, old gentleman."

He walked slowly to the back of the screen. The screen was carved from jade, and it was made up of ten pieces.

I saw that it was written: the rules of the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion.

1. Do not disclose the contents of the scriptures without permission, and those who violate the rules will be killed without amnesty.

2. Inner sect disciples can comprehend the first level, elders can comprehend the second level, and the third level, except for the sect master, is not allowed to be surpassed by anyone. Violators will be killed without mercy.

3. Those who copy without authorization and leave with the scriptures will be killed without mercy.

The three rules are very simple, but they reveal a terrifying harshness. If you violate any of them, you will only die, and there is no exception.

Tang San looked at these rules and had a general image in his heart, knowing what could be done and what could not be done.

This is Tang San's heart moving: "But I have the inexhaustible relics, as long as I appear on the first and second floors and copy all the scriptures in them, I'll be evacuating the first and second floors of the Sutra Collection Pavilion. I can learn the profound meanings of hundreds of schools of relics from the relics, sort out a perfect method of inner strength cultivation, and embark on the path of perfect martial arts, I am afraid that Tan Wu Jiu would never think that I have such a heaven-defying tool as relics of the unreliable.”

Tang San looked away from the screen and looked towards the hall. It was a row of bookshelves, and a fragrant scent rushed toward his face. Tang San didn't know that this was an incense specially used to preserve books. It has been used for hundreds of years. Ordinary paper will be damaged.

After looking carefully at this summer vacation, Tang San had to say that this place was bigger than the "Martial Artist's Home" he had been to, there were at least thousands of martial arts cheats, and each of them was genuine martial arts, not "Martial Artist's Home". The crop handle style in the home.

Seeing so many cheat books, Tang San casually walked to a bookshelf, picked up a cheat book, and looked at the cover, there were three big characters "Long Arm Fist" written on it.

Flip through the book and read it carefully for a moment, Tang Sanmingrui saw that this was a real foreign martial arts manual. Although it wasn't top-notch, it was much stronger than the martial arts sold by the martial artist's home.

"There are more books here than the Martial Artist's Home. It seems that all of them are genuine martial arts secrets. It is really terrible. Tianxingzong has no idea how much blood debts have been made to save so many martial arts secrets."

Tang San is almost certain that the martial arts secrets here were not obtained through the right path, and I don't know how many **** storms they have gone through.

"Forget it, no matter what, as long as these things can be used by me, that's enough. Their origins don't matter."

Thinking of this, Tang San closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness connected to the uninterrupted relic, and then his consciousness entered a void, and with a thought, invisible power poured out from his body, sweeping across the surrounding bookshelves, neat rows of bookshelves The projection appeared in the Infinite Relic, including all the books on the first floor. It was very long, but it was only a few seconds.

Opening his eyes, he walked on foot, Tang San came to the first floor stairs, stepped on the wooden ladder to the second floor.

The second floor of the Book Collection Pavilion is three times smaller than the first floor, but only fifty or sixty square meters, and there is also a person here, a man full of madness standing beside a bookshelf, reading something.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head to look at Tang San, his eyes full of arrogance revealed a trace of doubt, and his voice was extremely arrogant: "Who are you, how can you enter the second floor."

Looking at the person in front of him, Tang San frowned slightly, he sensed a terrifying murderous aura from the other side, which made his heart skip a beat, it was the aura of a strong man, just like the Rakshasa ghost he encountered in the Bone Transformation Realm like soldiers.

Tang San froze in his heart, and said calmly, "Under Elder Tan's closed disciple, the master gave the elder token. This senior brother still has questions."

When the mad man heard the words, his expression turned cold, he looked towards Tang San, as if he was looking at a prey, and after a while, he said, "It turned out to be Elder Tan's closed disciple. I heard that you used the "Mutian Brew"."

When Tang San heard this, his heart moved, and he said lightly, "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Your Excellency."

Hearing this, the arrogant man said with a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that he is a softball, and he doesn't seem to be a great character, and Elder Tan's vision is not very good, hum."

After speaking, the mad man walked straight towards Tang San and shouted softly, "Get out of the way, the dog won't stand in your way."

The voice fell, his body had already slammed into Tang San, Tang Shan looked at the arrogant man who was approaching ~lightnovelpub.net~ with a cold expression, and a flame rose in his heart: "Hmph, it seems that Tan Wu Jiu's opponent. "

The muscles and bones of the whole body vibrated, and terrifying forces poured out from Tang San's body, directly colliding with this man.

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There was a muffled sound between the two, Tang San's body trembled, his footsteps retreated three steps in a row, and the mad man just swayed, a strange look on his face: "Hey, you didn't step into the inner power world, you can actually block my way. , it's not bad."

After the two fought, an indifferent voice echoed in the ears of the two of them: "It is forbidden to do anything in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, call me and get out."

The mad man's expression turned cold when he heard the words, he glanced at Tang San with a sneer, and said, "Hmph, the kung fu is good, see you next time."

After speaking, he walked past Tang San proudly, disappearing into the first floor of the Sutra Collection Pavilion without looking back.

Seeing the arrogant man leaving, Tang San's heart moved: "This guy is so young and powerful, even Tan Wu Jiu himself has no such ability, could he be one of the two rumored, the North Star of the Tian Xing Sect and the other one? Or the South Pole."

Thinking of this, Tang San raised a trace of expectation in his heart: "If this is the case, I can catch her bump, which means that I am at least qualified to stand with them, as long as I break through the inner power world in a short time. Barriers, I can compete with them."

In an instant, Tang San saw a lot of problems, his fighting spirit rose, his goal was invincible in the world, and then he went to find the reason why he came to this world, the mystery of his rebirth, and the real mystery of life and death.