After a moment of silence, Ye Wenyan said, "Let the ancestor rest in peace."
Everyone exited the room. Lu Xuan walked to the front and said, "There are four important places in the Heavenly Emperor Palace. They are the Book Depository Pavilion, the Jewel Pavilion, the Enlightenment Pavilion, and the War God Temple. Other than that, there are also some places where many rare spiritual materials are planted for alchemy. However, these places are all protected by restrictions. Before you reach a certain level of strength, you can't use them."
Ye Wenyan thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the Book Depository Pavilion first. In the war ten thousand years ago, countless sects were destroyed by the Soul Race and the Demon Race. As a result, their inheritance was lost. If we want the Heavenly Sword Continent to return to its former glory, we can only find those lost inheritances."
Lu Xuan nodded and led the crowd to the Book Collection Pavilion. However, all he could do now was to broaden their horizons. According to the rules set by Ye Tian, apart from the items he had chosen earlier, he could only choose five more items with his current strength. It was impossible for him to restore the glory of the Heavenly Sword Continent.
When they entered the Book Reserve Pavilion, everyone was instantly shocked by the densely packed bookshelves, and all of them had dumbstruck expressions. When had they ever seen so many books? They thought that the Jiuhua Alliance's collection of martial arts and cultivation methods was enough. However, compared to the Book Depository Pavilion of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, it paled in comparison. It was simply the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the ocean.
Looking at everyone's expressions, Lu Xuan smiled and said, "I was just as shocked as all of you when I first saw the Book Collection Pavilion. There are just too many things in there, and they cover everything. There are only things that you can't think of, but there's nothing that it hasn't collected. This place is the crystallization of the entire human race's wisdom.
Ye Wenyan's composure was strong. Although he was dazzled by the countless books at first, he soon sobered up. He nodded and said, "Let's take a look first. Sigh, the human race of the Heaven Region has lost so many ancient books. I wonder what's going on."
Following which, the crowd split up in groups of twos and threes. Their gazes were attracted by the precious cultivation techniques on the bookshelves, unable to move away. From time to time, exclamations of surprise could be heard, followed by sighs of pity. Obviously, they had all tried, but none of them could take down these ancient books.
Lu Xuan also began to search for the ancient books. However, he had already looked through this place, so he did not need to look through them one by one. He went straight to the place where the Sword Dao Martial Skills were stored.
Aside from A 'Li, there was another person following beside Lu Xuan. It was Ye Wenjun. Looking at Ye Wenjun behind him, Lu Xuan could not help but laugh. "Granduncle, why do you keep following me? There are so many ancient books here. Don't tell me you don't want to take a look?"
Ye Wenjun chuckled and said, "What's the use of seeing it? It's just an eye-opener, or maybe I'll scream a few times like them and sigh endlessly. I might as well not see it and not grieve over it."
After a pause, he said, "But it's different if I follow you. You can take out ancient books from here. Think about it, we are both sword cultivators. If you can use it, I can naturally use it too. Isn't that much better than them?"
Lu Xuan smiled and shook his head. "If Great Grandfather Gao and the others need something, and I can take it out, I will naturally give it to them. However, it's also good if Granduncle follows me. We can look through them together and see which sword techniques are more cost-effective. "
Ye Wenjun smiled like a flower and nodded repeatedly. "That's right!"
Lu Xuan did not say much and began to look at the ancient books on the bookshelves. It was time for him to replenish some powerful martial techniques. His current strength was no longer the same as before. Many of the sword techniques from the past could no longer match his strength.
Currently, he only had three sets of martial arts techniques that he could use against his enemies. One was the Nine Heavenly Sword Layers, but he had only mastered three of them. The other was the Starry Sky Sword Art. Lu Xuan had been constantly perfecting this sword art ever since he obtained it, and its power was extraordinary. It was more than enough to put up a fight against an ordinary late-stage Taixu Realm martial artist. As for the other sword art, the Ninth Heaven Phoenix Soaring Sword Art, Lu Xuan found it increasingly difficult to use. The reason for this was that the bloodline of the Ice Phoenix in his body was too thin. Although this sword art could unleash unparalleled power with the Ice Spirit Hands, it was not even as easy to use as the Starry Sky Sword Art.
Other than that, Lu Xuan only had the Spiritual Sword that he could barely use. That being the case, he only had seven moves left, including the Three Styles of Heaven Sword, the Three Styles of Starry Sky, and the Spiritual Sword. His moves were too limited. If it were not for his mastery of talismans and the extraordinary power of his body refining magic, he would not have been able to deal with those top-notch experts.
And Lu Xuan's next target was no longer Sikong Zhengqing, a peak expert of the Sky Sword Continent, but the former Half-Step Soul Sage, Saul.
No matter how strong Sikong Zhengqing was, Ye Wenyan and the others could deal with him. But against Saul, who had recovered part of his strength, even if Ye Wenyan and Ye Wenjun worked together, it would not be enough. In the entire Sky Sword Continent, the only person who could defeat Saul was Lu Xuan. Moreover, it had to be Lu Xuan who had broken through to the Transcendent Realm.
Ye Wenjun also began to look at the various powerful sword arts marked on the bookshelves with Lu Xuan. Although he was already mentally prepared for the power of the sword arts stored here, when he really looked at them carefully, Ye Wenjun could not help but lose his composure. He could not help but swallow his saliva. For a sword fanatic, what could be more tempting than these sword arts in front of him?
"What a good sword art … This sword, tsk tsk, wow, this one is even stronger. Severing flowing water, shaking the nine provinces with a single sword …"
Ye Wenjun's eyes constantly moved through the various sword art ancient books as he unconsciously exclaimed in admiration. He wished he could take out every single one of them and study them. Every single one of them had its own merits. Unfortunately, he knew that although some of these sword arts were extremely powerful, they were not something he could cultivate or study thoroughly right now. Moreover, Lu Xuan might not be able to take them out either.
But soon, Ye Wenjun fixed his eyes on a particular sword art and quickly called Lu Xuan over to have a look. After being dragged over by Ye Wenjun to have a look, Lu Xuan laughed. He had not expected that Ye Wenjun's aesthetic standards would be exactly the same as his. The sword art that Ye Wenjun had taken a fancy to was called the Doomsday Meteor Sword. It was clearly the sword art that Lu Xuan had taken a fancy to when he first entered the Book Collection Pavilion. It was created by the Saint Realm Venerable Doomsday.
"Although this sword art is wonderful, I'm afraid I can't take it out right now, and … I don't lack this type of sword art. If Grand Uncle likes it, I can give you another sword art called Telepathic Sword. Although it is not as powerful as the Doomsday Meteor Sword, its power is still quite good."
After listening to Lu Xuan's words, Ye Wenjun smacked his lips, obviously feeling very regretful, muttering under his breath, "Doomsday Meteor Sword, Self-Sacrificial Sword, if you don't die, then I die. What a handsome sword art, this is a true swordsman. What a pity, what a pity …"
Lu Xuan smiled, ignoring Ye Wenjun's hysteria and continuing to search for a suitable sword art. In an instant, Lu Xuan's eyes stopped on a particular sword art and softly called out, "Grand Uncle, come and take a look at this sword art."
Ye Wenjun steeled his heart and moved his eyes away, walking over to Lu Xuan's side. Five words instantly reflected in his eyes – Three Pure Soul Breaking Sword.
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