At the back of the main peak of Mao Mountain, in the Sutra Depository.
It was a nine-story pavilion. The building was grand and tall, and there was an ancient aura circulating from it.
The Scripture Depository contained more than ten thousand scrolls of spells, scriptures, array formations, pill techniques, and records of the world.
Chen Fan had been here before, but he had only entered the first floor to exchange for some items.
There were many things that he simply didn't have enough contribution points for.
Therefore, he was looking forward to the token given by the sect leader this time.
"Third Elder!"
Chen Fan greeted a man when he arrived at the Sutra Depository.
"Crack!"
The door of the Sutra Library opened wide, and a Daoist in his fifties walked out.
This Daoist was thin, with black hair and black eyes. He did not have a beard, and he looked energetic, giving off a reliable and steady feeling.
"So it's Xiaofan!"
The Third Elder glanced at Chen Fan.
"Third Elder, this is the token that Master gave me. I've just broken through to the seventh level Qi Refinement realm and specially came to choose a spell!”
Chen Fan showed the proof.
The Third Elder's sharp gaze looked at the purple-gold token, and his eyes revealed a deep surprise.
This was a purple-gold token of the highest grade. Generally speaking, only those who had made great contributions in Mao Mountain would be rewarded.
"Xiao Fan, you've broken through to Qi Refinement and have already gained magical power.”
The Third Elder had the mission of guarding the Sutra Depository, so he had never left this place.
"I was lucky to have a 10,000-meter Dharma Sea in my dantian!”Chen Fan replied with a smile.
The Third Elder was stunned. His solemn expression disappeared and was replaced by deep shock.
He finally knew why the Sect Leader had given him the purple-gold token.
"Xiao Fan, you can go in. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me!”
The Third Elder made way.
He didn't use his Divine Sense to check Chen Fan's body.
Chen Fan had always told the truth, and Third Elder knew that.
Moreover, if he didn't have such peerless talent, the other elders wouldn't have agreed to the Sect Leader bestowing the purple gold token.
All these factors made him look at Chen Fan in a new light.
Chen Fan's achievements had changed his attitude.
"There's hope for the revival of Mao Mountain!"
The Third Elder sighed as he watched Chen Fan leave.
The first level of the Scripture Depository was filled with some ordinary spells, while the second level was filled with some high-level spells and secret techniques of Mao Mountain. The third level was the emptiest.
They recorded the most difficult spells and scriptures in Mao Mountain.
As for the last few levels, they recorded arrays, prescriptions, and so on.
Chen Fan's target was the first three floors.
However, at a glance, the books were so densely packed that it was a little dazzling.
Chen Fan smiled. He took a sip of wine and flipped through the books.
He read through the books, ten lines at a glance, and the pages kept flipping.
Those who didn't know would definitely think that this was nonsense.
Cultivators would often say that there was no limit to one's strength, and one could not bite off more than they could chew.
Some people even said that they were not afraid of an opponent who had practiced ten thousand spells, but they were afraid of an opponent who had practiced a spell ten thousand times.
This actually meant that people couldn't be greedy, or else they would achieve nothing.
But who was Chen Fan?
As he drank, his memory improved by more than a hundred times.
He only needed to look at these things once and they would all be imprinted in his mind.
He could cultivate slowly.
But of course, he still had to pick a book to bring out.
"Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist."
When Chen Fan arrived at the third floor, he suddenly flipped to the book.
He knew that this was originally a spell that Shi Jian had cultivated, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate successfully. Shi Jian had been able to succeed so easily because of his awakened Lightning Spirit Body.
But for Chen Fan, this secret manual was not too difficult.
He only looked at it a few times and had already seen through the profundity.
He could easily cultivate it with time.
But Chen Fan wasn't satisfied.
He was still looking at other spell manuals and scriptures, wanting to learn all of them.
Before leaving, Chen Fan took a top-notch Sword Dao Dharma Spell and reported it to the Third Elder before leaving.
……………
The light was like an arrow.
In the blink of an eye, a few months had passed.
During this period of time, almost all the new disciples of Mao Mountain had successfully cultivated their Qi and entered the Qi Refining Realm.
For example, Shi Jian, Lin Fengjiao, Si Mu, Zheng Zibu, Qian He, and the others were taken in as disciples by the elders of Mao Mountain after they entered the Qi Refining realm. They were personally taught mantras.
Even a guy called Mama Di, who had been slacking off in cultivation, had broken through to the Mortal Realm. However, because this person was too lazy, he would spend three days fishing and two days drying his net when he cultivated.
None of the elders were willing to accept him as a disciple, and he became a lazy bum in Mao Mountain. Usually, when others mentioned him, they would shake their heads.
However, in general, the quality of this generation of disciples was still not bad.
Especially Shi Jian. The talent he displayed was not inferior to some top geniuses. Moreover, it was discovered that he had awakened a lightning spirit body. He cultivated lightning cultivation techniques several times faster than ordinary people.
He had high hopes of being accepted as a disciple by the First Elder.
He did not lack cultivation resources and cultivation techniques. In just a few months, he had reached the third level of Qi Refinement.
Such a cultivation speed made people sigh.
…………
At the same time.
On Prominent Divine Peak.
A black-clothed youth was sitting on the edge of a cliff.
The strange rocks on the edge of the cliff were abrupt and deserted.
This was Chen Fan's personal cultivation place, so no one dared to disturb him.
Over the past few months, there had been frequent thunderclaps, flashing sword lights, and heaven-reaching divine flames.
All the disciples knew that it was Eldest Senior Brother who was cultivating.
But today, it was extremely quiet, so quiet that it was as if there was no one here.
The wind gently blew the leaves, and the surrounding birds and insects chirped.
At this moment.
The black-robed youth on the cliff suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, all the sounds in the world seemed to have frozen. The cold wind stopped blowing, and the chirping of the surrounding insects seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
Chen Fan sat cross-legged on the ground like a god. His body was as clear as jade and purple light flowed from his mouth and nose. The energy was refining his organs.
He just sat there quietly, and a sharp aura soared into the sky, as if it was a divine sword that could split the sky and earth.
Only a few months had passed, and his current strength had already improved. There was already a qualitative change.
"Boom!"
The moment he opened his eyes, the outside world turned upside down.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, all the swords of Mao Mountain seemed to be out of their control. They kept trembling and wanted to soar into the sky.
However, the owners of those swords suppressed their swords and did not let their treasured swords slip out of their hands.
"What's going on? I feel like I can't suppress it anymore!”
"Why do I feel like the sword in my hand is summoning him?”
"Could it be a senior from Mao Mountain?”
The disciples of Mao Mountain exclaimed.
"No…This energy seems to be coming from Eldest Senior Brother!”
"I can feel it too. It's the Prominent Divine Peak in the east!”
"Is Eldest Senior Brother going to defy the heavens?"
“…………”
Shi Jian, Lin Fengjiao, and the others were originally smug because of their breakthrough, but now their faces were filled with shock.
………
Within the halls of the mountains.
Even some of the elders who were still imparting their mantras to their disciples suddenly changed their expressions.
"My flying sword!"
The eighth elder held the pure white sword hilt at his waist and suppressed it with his magic power.
He used his spiritual sense to sense and felt that the power that attracted his sword came from the Prominent Divine Peak.
"Could it be that Martial Nephew has made another breakthrough?”
The Eighth Elder was shocked.
The elders of the other peaks also sensed this change and could not help but soar into the sky.
He went to investigate.
Even Daoist Xuan Ling from the Sect Leader's Palace was alarmed.
Everyone in Mao Mountain was heading toward Prominent Divine Peak.
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