"Get out!"

Chu Tian waved his sleeves, and a strong wind rolled up flat. Dozens of Changchun Valley disciples wailed and were blown away by his strong wind dozens of feet away. He was too lazy to deal with these low-powered disciples, probably equivalent to two or three levels of the Changchun Valley disciples, who were in peace, strided to a tall building in the middle.

A green wood plaque on the high building emits a faint green air, and the gilded characters on it are clearly visible.

"Sutra Pavilion? A good place!" Chu Tian smiled.

He obtained the Ziyin inheritance and had countless strange pill recipes in his mind. But Chu Tian himself was unsure of how much effect these pill recipes could have in this world.

Changchun Valley is a long-standing alchemy sect. The various pharmacopoeias in their Sutra Library are vast and are a treasure trove of knowledge that has been collected by generations of Changchun Valley people after spending countless efforts.

After obtaining the Sutra Library in Changchun Valley, Chu Tian had the best reference. He could roughly figure out what position the Ziyin inheritance lies in this world, how much value this inheritance is, and what position he can reach in the future with this inheritance.

More importantly, there are too many classics in the Sutra Library of Changchun Valley, and Changchun Valley has been peaceful for a long time, and the disciples of the disciples have long lost their intention to be enterprising. Even the ordinary elders of Changchun Valley have probably only read less than 10% of the pharmacopoeia. Not to mention innovating on this basis, there are not many people who have thoroughly studied this pharmacopoeia.

Chu Tian was determined to spend some time to read all these classics, and perhaps he might not have any unexpected gains!

The last reason is that Chu Tian is not very clear about the division of the realm of this world. What is the manifestation of the realm of the body? So what is the division of the realm of the life-establishing realm? What is the mystery of the realm of the heaven?

To put it bluntly, Chu Tian is a little vague now. What level has he reached?

Zi Xiaosheng didn't explain it to him clearly, and he made it thoroughly!

It is useless for him to figure it out by himself.

Fortunately, there are practice techniques by Changchun Valley's disciples in the Sutra Gallery. Chu Tian can learn from these techniques to accurately judge his current strength and increase his understanding of this world.

The world we live in now is like a ball of black ink covering our eyes. Chu Tian needs a little light to illuminate his way forward.

"First of all, freedom!" Chu Tian laughed loudly, and the broken bone-breaking Yinfeng rolled up a wisp of dark blue fire to rush out to the gate of the Sutra Pavilion. The broken bone-breaking Yinfeng and the high-temperature fire of melting gold and iron bombarded the green smoke that suddenly spurted out from the gate. The stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, and then the sound of a "click" sound was heard, and the defense restrictions of the Sutra Pavilion collapsed!

"Not as strong as you imagined!" Chu Tian nodded with a smile: "But that's right, there is no need for too strong defensive formations inside Changchun Valley. The entire mountain gate was led around by island turtles, and the foreign enemies could not find the place where Changchun Valley Mountain Gate was located. They arranged too powerful defensive formations inside the mountain gate. Wouldn't it be inconvenient to live and sit and lie down?"

"There is a warning formation that prevents the lower-level disciples from rushing around, which is enough." With a satisfied smile, Chu Tian pushed open the door of the Sutra Pavilion and walked in: "It's just that such a lazy approach has made me cheap!"

A faint wood fragrance hit my face, and the Sutra Pavilion was very dry and warm, and the formation was used to maintain a constant temperature and humidity environment.

Huge pearls hang on the ceiling, the pearls are bright and visible to the smallest part of the Sutra Pavilion.

Rows of bookshelf made of deep-sea agarwood are neatly placed in the Sutra Pavilion, and bookshelfs that are more than ten meters high are neatly arranged. A thick historical accumulation and the strong atmosphere of an ancient sect come to your face.

Chu Tian walked quietly between the neat bookshelf, and he included all the bookshelf and classics wherever he passed.

The first floor of the Sutra Pavilion was collected, then the second floor, the third floor...

The higher you go, the more profound the classics in the Sutra Pavilion are. Above the third floor, there are profound classics that only the elders of Changchun Valley are qualified to read. The inherited martial arts of Changchun Valley are also stored here.

On the fifth floor, all the collections are all kinds of broken ancient elixir recipes, all kinds of strange classics and some strange things that no one can tell where they come from.

Chu Tian plundered all the way, leaving no piece of paper behind.

When we arrived at the seventh floor of the highest Sutra Library, there were only a few long tables made of agarwood, and there were jade plates containing some things that could not be identified, but the material was strange and suspected to be some kind of fragment of the classics.

Chu Tian walked around the seventh floor. There were only seventeen strange things in the jade plate. Some looked like the bark of ghost-painted talismans, some were inexplicable animal skins, and several jade slips covered with cracks. There were extremely mysterious sentences written on it with the dragon head, phoenix tail purple talisman seal.

When Chu Tian walked past those jade slips, the pearl that had been hidden in his Danzhong was suddenly shaken violently.

Chu Tian's body stiffened, and the jewel covered with cracks and the dim light slowly flew out of his Danzhong point, flew to the broken jade slips, and gently circled around the jade slips.

The cracks on the surface of several jade slips healed quietly, and a ray of light spurted out from it, and a pill recipe called "Infinite Divine Pill" flashed rapidly in the light.

Chu Tian hurriedly remembered the recipe of the Infinite Divine Pill with his heart. He had just recorded the recipe, and a few jade slips seemed to have reached the end of his life, silently turning into a few wisps of blue smoke floating away.

The jewel covered with cracks seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and it finally flew back to Chutian's Danzhong point with a crooked and slanted point without any movement.

"Infinite Divine Pill? How dare you use the word "Shen", what is this elixir used for? Also, the main material of this elixir is a kind of 'Infinite Divine Water'? It can be matched with any medicinal materials at will? What does this mean? What does this mean? It can be matched with any medicinal materials at will?"

Chu Tian was confused by this inexplicable pill recipe!

Who has seen a recipe for pills with only one main material? Who has seen other supplements that can be matched at will, and you can add any recipe for pills you can add to it?

More importantly, what is the Infinite Divine Water? Chu Tian had never heard of this thing in the Great Jin world!

As for this world!

Unless Chu Tian was crazy, he would foolishly go to someone to ask what the "Infinite Divine Water" is!

The pill recipe of this infinite divine pill is strange, and the content of the pill recipe is quite strange. The jade slips are so broken, and I don’t know whether they are relics left many years ago.

More importantly, Chu Tian discovered that as long as there is nothing related to the words of the dragon-head, phoenix-tail purple talisman divine seal, it is simple. Before he could understand the real situation of this world, how could he dare to inquire about the news about Wuliang Divine Water?

He secretly cursed himself about the jewel that was killing or buried, and Chu Tian suddenly heard the movement outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Ten slave soldiers stopped a few old Xiong's naughty children who wanted to break into the Sutra Pavilion. The few naughty children were whining and competing with several Chu Tian's slave soldiers below.

Chu Tian smiled, his scalp suddenly sank, and Mr. Rat has already returned.

"Good things, what a good thing! Mr. Mouse pulled them out! When we have the chance, we will also make a cave spiritual treasure and plant these treasures in it, hehe!" Mr. Mouse smiled happily.
Chapter completed!