"It's an instant." The middle-aged man said confidently. Immediately, he described the situation of his brief fight with Chen Feng in detail.

After hearing this, the old man shook his head and said, "From my opinion, this person should not be a secret master, but at least he is a secret master. However, he probably encountered the same situation as you, which led to a sharp decline in his cultivation. I am quite familiar with the situation of the disciples of the various sects of the Chixia Mountains. Even those disciples with extraordinary talents can only occasionally emit an extremely simple secret technique during the secret master stage, and they cannot reach the situation you mentioned."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes. Think about it carefully, it was very difficult for you and I to do this in this realm that day. Even now, I am afraid that I can't do my best, and that person is not doing his best. Although there are geniuses in the secret world, talent is not a decisive role. Many secret techniques and experience in fighting are accumulated little by little."

"When it comes to this, I'm even more worried." The old man's face was slightly dim. "There are fewer and fewer disciples in our Qingxia Sect over the years, let alone talented ones, it's hard to beat the previous decades. In this way, this sect will only get worse and worse. Looking at other sects, disciples have gained fame almost every year. The gap is too big."

"It's all my responsibility." The middle-aged man looked ashamed.

"Junior brother, I don't want to blame you for saying this. You and I have actually tried our best in this regard. However, the decline of this sect is known to everyone. It is natural that it is impossible to attract talents if you can't find any talent in it. But the disciples of each sect will compete again next, so we still have to come up with a way to deal with it."

The middle-aged man agreed and said, "I'm even more worried about Jing'er. Her cultivation is not good, but she likes to fight with others the most. I guess her master will recommend her to participate in the next competition in each sect."

"When my brother and sister come back, let her take good care of Gu Jing'er. The mother and daughter are in love. After some persuasion, Jing'er should be able to change her mind." "I hope this is the case. I hope my wife will return soon. If it really doesn't work, I can only forcibly detain her."

The two then chatted again, and a little novice monk came over.

This little novice monk is naturally a disciple of Dajue Temple. He was not surprised by the appearance of these two outsiders in the forbidden area of ​​this sect. Instead, he said respectfully: "The abbot has arrived at the back mountain. Please ask the two seniors to go over and talk about it."

The middle-aged man and the old man couldn't help but feel happy and quickly got up and left with the little novice monk.

Not long after the three of them left, Chen Feng had already arrived at a place not far from here.

Maybe it was because he was a little tired of swimming, or maybe it was because Yi Liang here was taking advantage of Chen Feng's intentions. He rubbed his slightly sour eyes and couldn't help but lean on the big tree to sit on the ground. The Buddhist myths in the distance made him think of the Buddhist myths he saw on the stone tablet just now, and he felt that all the deeds were supernatural and dazzling. Although some of these allusions were far-fetched by later generations, some were just based on imagination, they still gave Chen Feng a great inspiration.

What did the ancient and medieval periods look like? Chen Feng could only describe them one by one in his mind.

Don't you know that in this imagination, his eyes slowly closed, but his whole body entered another world.

Chen Feng was not unaware of his own changes, just like sometimes dreaming. He knew that he was in a dream, but could not break free. At this time, he was in Dajue Temple, and he encountered a similar situation.

He knew that the Star and Moon Pearls of the Heavens that had not responded to him temporarily replaced his time and space again. However, what appeared in front of him this time was not the Secret Heavenly Savage Realm, but just a simple library. The most incredible thing is that the three words "Dajue Temple" are clearly written on this library. Then, to be precise, this should be a Sutra Tower.

For a long time, the distance between the secret world and the secular world is almost the same as the barriers between immortals and mortals in myths, and it is not just the end of the world. Ordinary people, good men and women, only know that Dajue Temple, but how could this be known as a temple center of the Dajue Sect, let alone a glimpse of the secrets. Even the secrets, such as the two men who were led away by the little novice monk just now, must wait respectfully and dare not act rashly. Only the stars and moon beads in the Sutra Tower have such a means that Chen Feng cannot explain.

Chen Feng has been in the world given by the stars and moon beads more than once. He may be a little uncomfortable at first, but he quickly realized that in such a world, the length of time is not something that Chen Feng can decide, but as long as he grasps it carefully, he will always gain something. This is the sweetness that Chen Feng has already tasted.

In front of him, Chen Feng faced rows of bookshelves, all three feet tall, all made of precious small-leaf rosewood, which is enough to last for thousands of years. At first glance, rows of bookshelves are endless, countless. The bookshelf is filled with a faint fragrance, and walking in it gives people the feeling of walking into the sky. Chen Feng was also in the Sutra Library of Jinguang Temple, but it was only on one floor. There were many wonders there, but compared to here, it was a different feeling.

Chen Feng's eyes wandered and tried to look out from the Sutra Tower. However, the window seemed very blurry. Chen Feng only felt that he could see the entire mountains and rivers for a while, and then he could only see many strange trees, flowers and plants. Then he changed to secret beasts, birds, which made him feel dazzled and could only not pay attention.

Chen Feng picked up a book casually, but it was not a Buddhist scripture, but a Taoist biography of gods and immortals. It not only recorded many vague biographies of Taoism, but also many years, places and even detailed processes of secret masters ascension, and even some soldiers were involved in the removal of corpses and monsters and becoming saints.

After seeing this book, Chen Feng only felt that this Buddhist Sutra Library was compatible and had a lot of fun.

Chen Feng picked up another book casually. This book is quite thick and voluminous, with hundreds of volumes, but all the contents are just to explain a secret technique of fire bombs. Although the secret technique is limited to one, the contents include how the secret agent activates secret power, how the body reacts, how the secret power transforms into fire energy, and the display skills after the fire bombs are formed, etc. This book has a very detailed discussion of each link, and the principle is explained clearly, so that Chen Feng can understand it and learn from others.

Although there is a lot of content in this book, Chen Feng stood for a long time and read all the content he was interested in. The only sluggish feeling that he had originally used the secret technique of fire bomb was finally gone. Chen Feng naturally released a fire bomb, like an antelope hanging on his horns, with no trace to find, and he got the best of nature.

The fire popped up, but Chen Feng secretly called "not good". When he was excited, he actually forgot that he was in the sea of ​​books.

Who knew that before Chen Feng took action, the fire bomb had already hit a series of books and then collapsed and destroyed. This was naturally the secret formation of the Sutra Tower.

Fortunately, what I emitted was just ordinary flames. If it was a blue or red flame, I don’t know what the scene would be.

While Chen Feng was wandering around the sea of ​​books, the middle-aged man who had been lingering in the back mountain and the old man discussed in a thatched cottage with a kind-faced old monk.
Chapter completed!