As soon as the formation of the Eighteen Bronze Men was broken, Ye Xiaofan felt relieved. He sat down and smoked a cigarette. After resting for a while, he continued to move forward. Within ten minutes, Ye Xiaofan arrived at the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion is an old wooden building that looks very dilapidated on the surface, but it gives people a mysterious and inviolable feeling.

Ye Xiaofan walked slowly to the door and looked at the door. The chain was not locked, and he did not see a monk guarding the Sutra Pavilion. He suddenly felt a little strange. After thinking for a while, Ye Xiaofan gently opened the door and walked in.

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As soon as Ye Xiaofan entered, he smelled the smell of books, which seemed to be similar to the smell of the library. He glanced around and was really surprised. There were countless books here, and every wooden grid was filled with books.

, there are more books than the library, and each book is very thick. Ye Xiaofan picked up a sutra book and flipped through it. The sutra book looked very clean without a trace of dust. It was obvious that someone cleaned it frequently, but Ye Xiaofan did not find a monk.

, suddenly became more confused.

After reading the Buddhist scriptures for a long time, Ye Xiaofan could not understand a single word. Fortunately, he put the scriptures back to their original positions and continued searching.

After looking at several wooden shelves, they all contained incomprehensible scriptures. Ye Xiaofan felt very disappointed. He smiled bitterly and walked to the bookshelf on the other side. He took down two books and looked at them. They were still scriptures.

Putting down the scriptures in his hands, Ye Xiaofan continued to walk forward. Suddenly, Ye Xiaofan found a staircase next to him. Apparently there was another floor above. Ye Xiaofan stepped up without thinking too much. Sure enough, there were countless books on the second floor.

Ye Xiaofan took down a book. Since there was a lot of dust on it, he wondered again. The first floor was clean, but why was there no one cleaning the second floor? Ye Xiaofan really couldn't figure it out. Fortunately, he just didn't think about it and looked at the book in his hand.

, I was immediately delighted with the "Buddhist Vajra Finger". Isn't this the martial arts secret book that I have been searching for so hard?

Ye Xiaofan couldn't wait to open the "Buddhist Vajra Finger" and looked at it carefully, looking a little disappointed. Although the Vajra Finger is powerful, it requires basic Buddhist skills to practice. It is not like the Yi Jin Jing, which can be practiced by anyone.

Putting down the Buddhist Vajra Finger, Ye Xiaofan continued to search for the good things he was looking forward to.

"Emei Sword Technique", "Seven Injury Fist"...

After looking through more than a dozen books, they were all mediocre secret books. There was no comparison with the Yi Jin Jing. None of them caught Ye Xiaofan's eye. Ye Xiaofan swung around a lot, and suddenly a dusty wooden box attracted his attention.

his attention.

The wooden box was placed on the wooden shelf in the center. Ye Xiaofan jumped up and easily took down the wooden box, patted the dust off the box, and then opened the wooden box.

"Yi Jin Jing!" Ye Xiaofan opened the box and saw the three words in front of him. Inside was a yellowed booklet. Ye Xiaofan had already learned the Yi Jin Jing, so there was no big surprise. He opened the booklet and read it.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the Yi Jin Jing he got from the Samsara Disk, but it lacked the last layer of "Returning to Ultimate Bliss". It seems that the ancients felt that this move was too extreme, so they deleted it directly.

After reading through it, Ye Xiaofan put the booklet back into the box and then put it back in its original position.

After putting down the Yi Jin Jing, leaving only the last row of bookshelves unread, Ye Xiaofan stepped over and just took a few steps, a figure quickly passed by Ye Xiaofan.

"Who?" Ye Xiaofan was shocked and shouted hurriedly.

No one answered him, and the entire Sutra Pavilion seemed so quiet, but Ye Xiaofan was convinced that someone did pass by him just now, and the speed was ridiculously fast. Even his self-righteous Thousand Lines and Seven Stars Steps could not reach such speed.

"Who is it? Come out quickly and stop pretending." Ye Xiaofan yelled, having been really shocked just now.

Still no one answered Ye Xiaofan. Ye Xiaofan felt angry and scanned the entire Sutra Pavilion with his clairvoyant eyes. Fortunately, the Sutra Pavilion was not wide and his clairvoyant eyes had a panoramic view. Suddenly, Ye Xiaofan saw an erratic figure wandering back and forth.

Between the bookshelves, the speed was almost catching up with a rocket, and even the clairvoyant eyes could not clearly see the figure.

Ye Xiaofan stared at it for a long time, with a smile on his lips, he took a book from the bookshelf, and locked his clairvoyant eyes on the erratic figure. Suddenly, Ye Xiaofan threw the person in his hand and hit the figure that was floating towards him.

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With a "Whoosh!", the figure stopped and accurately caught the book thrown by Ye Xiaofan. Only then did Ye Xiaofan see clearly. There was an old monk in front of him, but he had a thick white beard, which looked like a human being.

There was a sense of immortality, and the clairvoyant eyes could not see through his Dantian. It was obvious that his strength had reached an astonishing level, at least he was a Saint Realm warrior. After all, Ye Xiaofan could even see clearly in the late Heaven Realm.

"Haha..." The old monk laughed heartily twice, touched his messy beard and said: "What a junior, he was able to capture the figure of the old monk at the early stage of Heaven Realm. Not bad, not bad.

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Ye Xiaofan smiled bitterly, curled his lips and said: "Senior, you are hiding in the Sutra Pavilion to scare the younger generation, which is a bit contrary to your master's style."

"What?" The old monk was stunned, and then stared at Ye Xiaofan: "What a boy, you dare to criticize the old monk. You are the first person in a century to dare to criticize the old monk. Your courage is commendable."

Ye Xiaofan almost fell to the ground. He stepped forward and took a closer look at the old monk. He also stretched out his hand to pull the old monk's beard and asked: "Senior, are you already over a hundred years old?"

"Pa." The old monk gently slapped Ye Xiaofan on the head: "Boy, you are too unreasonable. I am your ancestor. I am already two hundred and thirty years old this year. You dare to touch my beard."

Two hundred and thirty years old? Ye Xiaofan was shocked, and then smiled: "Even if you are over two hundred years old, it's none of my business. I'm not a Buddhist disciple."

The old monk was stunned, looked at Ye Xiaofan, and said: "If you are not a Buddhist disciple, who asked you to come to the Sutra Pavilion?"

"Of course it's Master Kongye." Ye Xiaofan replied with his chest raised.

The old monk's face changed slightly, and then he was overjoyed again, and he said with a smile: "Since the empty page allows you to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, you must have extraordinary talents. The old monk also likes talented young people the most, and you just happen to be

You are not a disciple of Buddhism, but I have fallen in love with you today, how about you become my teacher?"

"I want you to be my disciple?" Ye Xiaofan's eyes almost dropped. He couldn't even ask for such a master hermit. He didn't expect that he would take him as his disciple. However, Ye Xiaofan thought for a moment and shook his head and said: "Senior, thank you very much.
Chapter completed!