I'm really decent

But even if there are complaints, the rules of the sect are the rules.

It is clear.

This rule is short of telling them bluntly that the sect is trying to squeeze your wool.

So many things are unspoken.

Bi Chang also admired Qin Shujian for being so mad that he didn't even let the outer disciples go.

It is unprecedented for people to squeeze wool to such an extent.

Subsequently.

Bi Chang picked up the teacup on one side again, took a sip of the spiritual tea, and a smile appeared on his face.

This time when Ning Xuan came over, he also sold a few favors to the other party.

As long as it is not the kind of ungrateful, there will definitely be rewards in the future.

To Bi Chang, one hundred contribution points is just a drizzle, and even if it is lost, it will not feel heartache.

But for Ning Xuan, one hundred contribution points is something that can change fate.

Think about this.

Bi Chang couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said, "Boy, boy, I don't ask you too much. When you have money in the future, just pay me a contribution value of more than 20."

After feeling a lot of emotion, he quickly closed his mouth.

Immediately, he couldn't help but slapped himself on the mouth again.

Let you not have a long memory.

Those who no longer talk to themselves can't change this bad habit now.

One day, if misfortune comes out of your mouth, it will really be over.

But thinking so, the smile on Bi Chang's face did not diminish.

Gradually.

His smile was restrained again.

There is one thing that I didn't think there was anything just now, but now Bi Chang can't figure it out.

I'm fine, why did I tell the other party about that sword move?

After all, it was my biggest secret, and it was also a great opportunity.

Bi Chang has always held this secret in his hands and refused to tell others easily. If he could not take away or destroy the book in the Zangshu Pavilion, he would want to destroy the book directly.

But just now in front of Ning Xuan.

But Bi Chang couldn't help it, thinking of this sword move, and then couldn't help opening his mouth.

Think about it now.

He felt a little dizzy.

"Could it be that you will get drunk after drinking spiritual tea?"

After talking to himself, Bi Chang slapped himself again.

Make you stupid.

the other side.

Ning Xuan left Bi Chang's place, with one hundred contribution points in his pocket, asked questions as he walked, and then came to Zangshu Pavilion.

The person guarding in front of the Library Pavilion is a middle-aged deacon.

Just looking at the clothes, Ning Xuan knew that the other party's identity was higher than Bi Chang.

Deacons are divided into inner and outer gates.

Among them, the identity of the deacons of the inner sect is higher than that of the deacons of the outer sect.

Just as the status of the elders of the inner sect is higher than that of the elders of the outer sect, so are the deacons.

Seeing the inner sect deacon, Ning Xuan respectfully said, "The disciple has seen the deacon!"

"Want to enter the library?"

"Yes!"

"Enter the first floor or the second floor?" The middle-aged deacon glanced at Ning Xuan, and the other party's realm was exposed in his eyes.

Enter the sixth level of martial arts!

This is almost the lowest level of the entire sect.

The sect has not recruited disciples for so long, and most of those who are still among the disciples of the outer sect have already broken through the real martial arts realm, leaving the outer sect who have not yet broken through, and the realm is at least above the sixth level of martial arts.

Although martial arts gymnasiums everywhere will send some people over from time to time.

But those who can come from the martial arts hall also have some cultivation bases, and the minimum is around the fifth level of martial arts.

So speak up.

Entering the sixth level of martial arts is basically the bottom layer.

Seeing Ning Xuan's age again, the middle-aged deacon also shook his head secretly.

At such an age, he is still in the sixth level of martial arts, and he has no future to speak of in this life. At most, he will break through the real martial arts in the future and be released outside.

Think so.

But the middle-aged deacon still had professional ethics and did not show the contempt in his heart on the surface.

Ning Xuan didn't know what the other party was thinking, and replied respectfully after hearing the words: "The disciple wants to enter the second floor."

See here.

The middle-aged deacon frowned again, and said: "I can tell you, the second level may not be better than the first level, although the second level has many real-level martial arts, there will also be some spiritual-level martial arts mixed in.

But for monks at the martial arts level, it takes a lot of time to practice martial arts with a high level, which is not conducive to their own cultivation.

Remember, the realm of cultivation is the foundation of everything, so don't let the basics go to the bottom. "

Ning Xuan said politely: "The deacon taught me the lesson, but the disciple still hopes to enter the second floor."

"Forget it, bring your identity token!"

The middle-aged deacon shook his head and stopped trying to persuade him.

He just said a few words because he saw that Ning Xuan was so old and his cultivation base was so low, and he didn't want the other party to stop in front of him.

Since the other party didn't want to listen, he didn't bother to talk nonsense.

Good words are hard to persuade a goddamn ghost.

After Ning Xuan handed over the identity token, the middle-aged deacon took away the only [-] contribution points from the other party, and then handed the identity token back.

"Go in, there is a time limit in the Library Pavilion, if the time is exceeded, the identity token will automatically ring, and then it is time to leave the Library Pavilion."

"Remember, if you don't leave when the time comes, someone will personally take action and drive you out."

The middle-aged deacon warned.

Ning Xuan took back his identity token and said, "Thank you deacon for letting me know, the disciple already knows."

"Go in, earning contribution points is not easy, cherish this little time."

The middle-aged deacon waved his hand, and the Library Pavilion, which was originally closed, was opened, and it was also opened at this time.

Ning Xuan saluted again, and then walked in.

The next moment, the door quietly closed.

The middle-aged deacon looked at the closed door, shook his head and said: "It's a pity, it's a bit polite, but cultivation depends on talent, after all, it is difficult to achieve any great achievements."

When he just drew the other party's contribution value, he saw the balance of the other party's contribution value.

Exactly one hundred contribution points.

In the eyes of the middle-aged deacon, the other party should be the kind of disciple who hangs around at the bottom, and then struggles to accumulate contribution points. After finally collecting [-] points, he immediately comes to exchange for the quota to enter the library.

For such a person, the middle-aged deacon is quite acceptable.

At least, the other party is indeed very caring when it comes to cultivation.

"It's just that the talent is too poor, and it's so ambitious, this [-]-point contribution value is destined to be in vain."

The middle-aged deacon shook his head again, then fell asleep on the couch again, closed his eyes and took a nap.

the other side.

After entering the Zangshu Pavilion, Ning Xuan saw a vast space with a large number of bookshelves placed inside. Each shelf was also full of books, and many disciples were silently browsing there.

"This is the Library Pavilion!"

Ning Xuan came here for the first time, and was also shocked by the sight in front of him.

From the outside, Zangshu Pavilion is just a small attic.

But when I walked in and took a look, I found that there was something wrong with it.

For such a method, Ning Xuan didn't know what language to use to describe it, but was shocked and speechless for a while.

But soon, he came back to his senses.

Looking back and forth, he finally found the stairs leading to the second floor, and then stepped on it.

The library on the second floor is also guarded by a deacon.

When Ning Xuan came up, the deacon also asked the other party to take out the identity token. After the verification was correct, he returned the identity token and let Ning Xuan go in.

Already shocked once.

So when entering the second floor, Ning Xuan was much calmer.

"No. 18 row!"

Recalling what Bi Chang said in his heart, Ning Xuan walked slowly forward.

first row!

second row!

-

No.16 row!

No.17 row!

No.18 row!

When he reached the No.18 row, Ning Xuan stopped in his tracks. At this time, there were some disciples in the No.18 row who were reviewing martial arts.

He pretended to sit down on the spot, and then picked up a martial art at random to read it.

Taking a closer look, I found that it was a real top-grade palm technique.

Ning Xuan just glanced at it briefly, and felt a little overwhelmed.

With his current state, it is difficult to understand true-level martial arts, let alone real-level upper-grade martial arts.

but.

Ning Xuan didn't really read this, but while flipping through martial arts, his eyes kept scanning back and forth on the No. 18 bookshelf.

"Counting from bottom to top, the third floor!"

"Counting from left to right, No. 20 three!"

Ning Xuan firmly remembered Bi Chang's words.

After finding the martial arts he wanted, he didn't immediately exchange for the martial arts, but pretended to look at them for a long time, and then put the martial arts back to the original place, and then, as if picking randomly, put No. 20 on the third floor. Three books were pulled out.

When taking out this book, Ning Xuan's heart beat seemed to speed up a bit.

He remembered what Bi Chang said, not to let other people know.

That's why Ning Xuan didn't dare to go directly to learn martial arts, for fear of the attention of some people in the past.

Wait until you see the title of the book clearly.

Ning Xuan was stunned for a moment.