Chapter 247 Book House on Beiluo Lake
Outside of Wudi City.There was another fight going on.
Nie Changqing ran around at full speed. The Dragon Slaying Knife in his hand released endless energy. The golden gleam of the knife swept the knife spirit along and almost lted the snow on the ground.
Nie Changqing felt trendous pressure as if he was slacklining and might fall into the dark abyss if he was careless for a split second.
The disciple of Wudi City in front of him was in the sixth level of the Golden Elixir Realm, possessing extraordinary power.
He had the upper hand over Nie Changqing in speed, strength, and stamina.
The only things Nie Changqing could rely on were the knife spirit and the unbeatable Qi and blood he gained when unlocking the Heavenly Lock.
This sixth-level Golden Elixir disciple’s na was Ye Qianxun. He watched Nie Changqing with intense interest. The Spirit Qi and explosive power of a sixth-level Golden Elixir cultivator were over six tis more than those of an ordinary first-level one.
Nie Changqing seed like a child brandishing a weapon in front of a fully grown adult.
Although he could cause so damage, he wasn’t overly threatening.
“Is this knife called the Dragon Slaying Knife?
“What a wonderful weapon,” Ye Qianxun said.
The two fought outside of the city, snow swirling in the air due to the impact.
The force of the knives deeply gashed several dead trees.
Nie Changqing was an experienced fighter. He achieved the current level through nurous matches and battles.
He knew that he would certainly lose if this fight dragged on any longer.
After all, a sixth-level Golden Elixir cultivator had a much higher Spirit Qi capacity.
Nie Changqing concentrated his mind.
Four magic talismans fell into his hand. He used his Spiritual Sense to activate the magic talismans.
Xie Yunling of the Daoist Pavilion conducted extensive research and compressed the Daoist thod into the magic talismans. He gave these valuable tools to Nie Changqing.
It had trendous power when combined with elental Spirit Qi.
Nie Changqing used one magic talisman when he was running. However, he still had four left.
Bang!
The four magic talismans were activated.
He applied the Daoist thod naturally and smoothly.
There were flaming red, earthy brown, shiny gold, and wooden green…
Four elental colors exploded around Nie Changqing’s body and transfigured into four elental beasts.
Nie Changqing lunged forward and pressed in on Ye Qianxun.
Ye Qianxun’s face turned grave.
Nevertheless, Nie Changqing reached him first.
He took out a small tal bead from his inside pocket.
Nie Changqing tossed the tal bead up. The bead blossod into a gorgeous pear flower, dazzling and drifting in the air.
“What is this?!”
Ye Qianxun was astonished.
He vaguely sensed a hint of nace on the pear flower.
“Magic tool?!”
“Why do you have so many magic tools!”
Ye Qianxun took in a deep breath.
He emitted a ray of golden light as the golden elixir floated around him. The Spirit Qi spun and ford an indistinct shield and revolved around his body.
Nie Changqing remained cold and emotionless.
“This is…Pear Blossom in the Storm, the best hidden weapon!”
Nie Changqing threw a solid punch before his voice faded off. The Qi and blood made a deafening sound.
The punch hit the Spirit Qi shield. Nie Changqing’s fist was bloody and bruised at once, but the rapidly spinning shield of Spirit Qi also stopped moving!
A series of waves rolled in the air.
Heat eaves shimmied off the field and completely lted the snow on the ground.
The delicate pear flower spun at full tilt and threw out countless thin silver needles like a torrential downpour. The needles were all scorched red by the flas.
Ye Qianxun stamped his feet so hard that he dented the ground. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
The Pear Blossom in the Storm covered the entire area, leaving no corner out.
In fact, the needles even surrounded Nie Changqing.
Fizz!
The sound of the needles piercing the skin could be heard.
There were also howls of the beats that were transford from the magic talismans.
When the snow lted only silver needles were left on the ground.
Ye Qianxun’s back was dotted with needles. Every one of them pierced his skin.
Nevertheless, he didn’t die.
He stood up and used the Spirit Qi to blast the silver needles away.
“Pear Blossom in the Storm…”
“What a magic tool made with unmatched workmanship,” Ye Qianxun exclaid.
He looked at the direction where Nie Changqing disappeared and said, “Hurting yourself to injure . How ruthless.”
What on earth was behind the Void Gate?
Ye Qianxun was more and more intrigued.
Instead of chasing Nie Changqing, he turned back and walked to the direction of Wudi City. He felt a vibration coming from Wudi City when he was fighting Nie Changqing. It was so strong that he could sense it clearly from so far away.
Sothing terrible probably happened.
Behind a dead tree.
Nie Changqing leaned against the tree, his eyelashes fluttering. Everything was quiet around him. He could only hear the sound of snow falling on the ground.
His hand and back were bruised and still bleeding. His breathing beca faint.
“Master Gongshu dares to challenge the Young Master, as befits his reputation… This Pear Blossom in the Storm is truly potent.”
“But the penetrating ability could be improved. I need to tell Master Gongshu when I’m back.”
Nie Changqing quietly coughed up so blood.
He laughed in a low voice. At least he survived.
The sixth-level Golden Elixir cultivator was very powerful.
A Golden Elixir cultivator could try to move up to the Nascent Soul Realm when he reached the fifth level. anwhile, a sixth-level Golden Elixir fighter would have already pushed the limits and shook off the shackles.
The snow was cold, yet Nie Changqing’s heart felt warm.
He held the Dragon Slaying Knife and slowly propped himself up.
All of a sudden.
Nie Changqing jolted as an icy knot began to form in the pit of his stomach.
In the distance.
In the flurrying snow.
A man walked slowly while the falling snow twisted around his body.
The terrifying energy and pressure made Nie Changqing unable to move a finger!
Nie Changqing could only hear his own breathing.
“Amituofo.”
Nie Changqing heard a chanting sound.
Nie Changqing finally saw the man clearly. It was a bald, bare-footed monk in tattered clothes. Each of the Buddhist beads around his neck was the size of a fist.
“I’m Yuanshang from Kufo Temple… Nice to et you.”
The Buddhist monk held one hand in front of him and bowed lightly at Nie Changqing.
Powerful!
The monk was extrely powerful!
Sweat dripped down Nie Changqing’s forehead.
He was speechless from the pressure this Buddhist monk made him feel.
He was even mightier than the Nascent Soul cultivator Nie Changqing t before!
Nie Changqing bellowed, hoping to break away from the restraint. He didn’t want to die yet. He didn’t want to die here.
He needed to make it back alive!
Nie Changqing was unresigned. He had tempered the first four bones. Now he successfully broke the second-section Heavenly Lock and let out a deep roar while stretching his dragonlike spine.
The restraint brought by the Buddhist monk vanished in an instant.
Nie Changqing moved up to the second level of the Heavenly Lock Realm at the critical mont.
The ground underneath his feet blew up and thrust him backward. He held the Dragon Slaying Knife in his hand and struck at the monk forcefully with a beam of golden light.
“Amituofo, you’re a man with a perverse nature…” the Buddhist monk said.
He flicked his fingers gently.
The force of Nie Changqing’s knife shattered instantaneously, making an exploding sound.
The Buddhist monk stepped forward and appeared behind Nie Changqing.
“You’re in the Nascent Soul Realm. Do you have the nerve to kill ?”
“Young Master said that he will kill you all if you dare to join the fight!”
Nie Changqing clenched his teeth.
“Don’t doubt the Young Master. He will keep his words!”
“Amituofo,” said the monk.
“I never wanted to hurt you. I’m only asking you to take a trip with .”
Then, before Nie Changqing could answer…
The ascetic monk carried Nie Changqing’s body and sprang upward. He strode in the middle of the air as though he was riding the wind.
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Beiluo Lake Island.
Lu Fan slowly opened his eyes.
Calm and expressionless, he sat in the wheelchair. His fingers gently tapped the armrest of the chair.
“Slay the Immortals?”
“As I expected, the best cultivators in the world are not stupid. They’re bold and resolute enough to devise a plan to slay the Immortals.”
Lu Fan smiled.
His eyes sparkled. The mist that enshrouded Beiluo Lake Island dissipated.
He stared vacantly at the shimring surface of the lake.
Would the fighters in the Wuhuang Continent also choose to slay the Immortals one day?
Would they co after him?
Lu Fan ruminated.
Lu Fan smiled after a while.
“I have been earnestly devoting myself to the prosperity and success of this continent.”
All of a sudden.
Lu Fan found out that his Spirit Qi reserves increased a great deal.
He was confused for a mont and then suddenly thought of sothing.
“It’s very true that pressure can motivate people to move forward. Did Old Nie…just have a breakthrough?”
Lu Fan was imrsed in thought.
He recovered from the daze and raised his hand. Nurous lines bounced in his eyes as he triggered off his consciousness.
He could see the lines ford a building on the Spirit Pressure Chessboard placed in front of him.
Lu Fan stretched out his hand, pinched the building, and flung it to the direction of Beiluo Lake.
A building subsequently popped up on Beiluo Lake, enveloped in a misty haze. It wasn’t a lavish pavilion, yet it made people feel calm and peaceful.
The building stored tens of thousands of books that Lu Fan edited and restored using the All thod Furnace.
After reading everything in the Scriptures Depository of Wudi City, Lu Fan thought this could be a trendous help for the Wuhuang Continent.
Although he provided two ways of cultivation—Golden Elixir and Heavenly Lock…
Lu Fan believed that the Heavenly Lock was a more difficult path that he couldn’t force everyone to follow. Therefore, Lu Fan hoped these books in the Scriptures Depository could help many cultivators who couldn’t go through the Heavenly Lock Realm advance through the Golden Elixir Realm.
Above Beiluo Lake.
A bamboo raft quietly floated on the water. Lv Dongxuan lit the stove and grilled the fish. The little Responsive Dragon was drooling and watching from the other side of the bamboo raft.
Lv Dongxuan kept a weather eye on the little Responsive Dragon, in case it stole the fish.
All of a sudden.
Lv Dongxuan heard Lu Fan’s voice in his head.
“Co to the island.”
Lu Fan’s voice startled Lv Dongxuan. He turned around and looked at the direction of Beiluo Lake Island. “Did the Young Master co out of seclusion?”
Then, Lv Dongxuan seed to rember sothing. He turned his head and saw the little Responsive Dragon flying away with the grilled fish in its mouth.
“It stole my fish again!”
Lv Dongxuan was irritated. But there was nothing he could do.
He had no choice but to pole the raft toward Beiluo Lake Island.
The bamboo raft pulled in to shore.
Lv Dongxuan straightened out his clothes and walked toward White Jade City Pavilion with long strides.
He gestured at Lu Fan who was leaning on the railings on the second floor of White Jade City Pavilion.
“Young Master.”
Lu Fan held the bronze wine cup and nodded slightly.
“Do you see the building there?”
Lu Fan raised his hand and pointed sowhere on Beiluo Lake. A pavilion, shrouded in mist, ca into sight.
Lv Dongxuan was shocked. Why would there be a pavillion on Beiluo Lake?
He never noticed it before. Did the Young Master just build it?
“It is called the Book House. You take a walk inside and see if you can learn sothing there,” Lu Fan said.
Lv Dongxuan was puzzled. The Book House?
Was it a place for books?
There was a place to store books on Beiluo Lake now?
Despite the bewildernt, Lv Dongxuan bowed at Lu Fan and rowed the bamboo raft toward the Book House.
He pushed the door of the Book House open. Lv Dongxuan was dazzled the mont he stepped foot inside.
The candles burned and flickered quietly in the Book House and lit up the dim room.
Lv Dongxuan inhaled a deep breath. The number of books here was mind-blowing. He picked one book casually.
“Roaring Tiger Technique, a technique of sound wave in Earth Level Low Grade. Cultivators who master the technique can roar like a tiger and disrupt the enemies’ minds.”
Lv Dongxuan’s hand trembled. Was this…a cultivation technique?
He put the book back and pulled out another one. Lv Dongxuan read it closely and realized that it was another cultivation technique that he had never heard before.
Lv Dongxuan shook his head in silent wondernt.
He kept reading the books as if he just discovered a brand new world.
He even found several cultivation thods!
There were only a few cultivation thods that were circulating in the world.
However, there were so many different kinds of cultivation thods right here in this Book House… Lv Dongxuan held the book as if it was a hot potato. Young Master was ready to do sothing big!
Lv Dongxuan quickly walked out of the Book House and rowed back to Beiluo Lake Island.
“Young Master…”
Lv Dongxuan bowed.
“Have you looked at it?” Lu Fan asked with a smile.
“What do you think?” Lu Fan asked after taking a sip of the green plum wine.
“I think these books can have a profound influence on the cultivators if they’re circulated in the world. They can organize the cultivators, set a common goal, and help everyone develop rapidly…” Lv Dongxuan said.
His comnt was to the point. It was fitting to say the cultivators were currently in a state of disunity.
Besides White Jade City, the cultivator armies of different power groups had been throwing their weight around nowadays.
It was not even close to realizing the Contention of the Hundred Schools of Thought of cultivators.
Lu Fan smiled, sitting in the wheelchair.
He nodded slightly.
He completely agreed with Lv Dongxuan’s opinion.
“Go. Go to West Mountain of Beiluo and summon all of those cultivators who camp at the foot of the mountain back here. They have been staying there for a long ti without actually learning anything… The Book House will be open to all cultivators in the following month. It will close after a month. By that ti, only accomplished people can enter the Book House,” Lu Fan said.
Lv Dongxuan was surprised.
Open for a month?
“Yes.”
Lv Dongxuan nodded. He was certain that Lu Fan’s decision would be extrely influential in the world of cultivators.
“Young Master, what kind of accomplishnt do they have to achieve to enter the Book House after a month?” Lv Dongxuan asked out of curiosity.
“I will tell you when the ti cos…”
Lu Fan waved his hand dismissively.
Lv Dongxuan stopped asking. He bowed and went back to the bamboo raft annd then rowed away from Beiluo Lake Island.
Lu Fan stared at Lv Dongxuan’s receding figure.
He gently shook the bronze wine cup in his hand.
All of a sudden.
Lines started to bounce in his eyes again. Lu Fan squinted.
“Em?”
“They captured Old Nie… What do these people want?”
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