Yan Li stayed in the Heavenly Fault Pavilion for the whole day.
Sweeping the floor?
He would not do that.
He wandered in the sea of secret manuals. It was as if he was intoxicated, as if he was drunk, as if he was in a dream, as if he was in a dream.
There were 120,000 books in the Heavenly Fault Pavilion, and the number of secret manuals had reached a terrifying number.
At first, he refused. He just wanted to write them down and copy them to sell. But as he read deeper, he found that the bottleneck of his cultivation seemed to have loosened.
Gradually, he realized what it meant to learn from others.
Although the worst one he had was the [Green Lotus Sword Song], it was still a rare sword spell in the world, but it could not be said that it covered all of the sword arts.
Swordsmanship was a very broad field. Every school had their strengths and weaknesses.
For example, the Hidden Sword Formula had amazing effects, but its weakness was that it was very passive. If the opponent did not make a move, it was like a decoration.
As for the Taibai Sword Manual, if it was said to be the best technique in the world, no one would object. But if it was said to cover all of swordsmanship, that would be too much.
Not everything was ranked first. Just like the difference between the top scorer and the second runner-up, there was only a slight difference. It usually depended on the preferences and intentions of the ruler.
In front of the mountains and seas of secret manuals, Yan Li became a tireless student. After reading one after another, his stomach was rumbling with hunger.
He took out some food from his Qiankun bag, ate some, and plunged back into the sea of books.
Every time he read a sword technique, there would be a faint sword shadow falling into the sea of origin, surrounding the heart of the sword. It looked no different from the vital energy, but the sword shadow itself was the core of the sword technique.
He was a First Grade Sword Master, so he could learn all the sword techniques without a teacher. However, he couldn't learn anything other than the sword techniques. For example, he tried to read the Five Elements Profound Meaning. He understood every word and its meaning, but when they were put together, he didn't understand anything.
The main idea of this technique was to roughly use the five elements. For example, making a small fire or getting some water were all very shallow uses of techniques, but he could not master them.
Perhaps this was the law of conservation of energy, which had been an unshakable truth since ancient times.
Apart from sword techniques, the books he read the most were about talismans, human geography, local customs, legends of the Three Realms, and so on.
Through books, one could quickly understand the world and its workings.
He had found information on the Eight Group of Spiritual Beings, and now he finally knew the origin of the curse on him.
That was the Era Lord of the first era, the first Responder of the legendary "Dragon Star's Descent". The Eight Division Heavenly Dragon had once ruled the Jambu Realm, but there were no records of what had happened after that.
The historical records of cultivation were not complete. He had also memorized some things from various books and gradually pieced together a vague outline. As for the specifics, perhaps only those who had lived at that time would know.
However, one could clearly see one thing that was repeatedly recorded in various sources — it was said that more than three thousand years ago, a divine sword immortal named Bai Kongxue had destroyed the remnants of the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons and the entire Western Immortal World with a single stroke of her sword.
The focus was on the "remnants". What happened to the Eight Division of Spiritual Beings? Why were there only remnants of them left? Why did Bai Kongxue destroy them?
He suspected that Bai Kongxue was the woman in the portrait in the ancestral shrine. She was also his grandmaster and the creator of the Brilliant White Sword Art.
Right now, he was curious about the history of the Jambu Realm. Of course, he wanted to find out more about the origins of the Dragon Immortal Ring.
However, in the next few hours, he read a large number of historical records and incomplete books, but most of what he talked about was repetitive. However, he also learned something common, and that was "divine sword immortal."
Only the strongest swordsman could be crowned with the title of "divine sword immortal." The strongest divine sword immortal in the world was Su Beike, whose cultivation had reached an unbelievable level.
If one wanted to stand above the stars, one had to obtain this title.
Yan Li could not help but feel a surge of pride in his chest.
When he was tired from reading, he meditated to recover.
When he recovered his energy, he began a new round of cultivation.
This continued until nightfall. When he visualized again, he finally realized that there were changes in the Source Sea.
As usual, the gates of heaven were wide open, the Rainbow Bridge flowed endlessly, and the sword shadows dripped into the Source Sea.
However, this time was different from the past. The Source Sea that was so clear that one could see the bottom gradually gained a sense of obscurity. It was as though rays of light were cast down from the gates of heaven. One of them was actually a huge silver moon.
The others looked like stars, but they were very blurry.
According to the cultivation level records, as long as the stars and moon were complete, he would be considered to have broken through to the Advanced Realm.
Once he broke through to the Advanced Realm, he would be able to use the power of the Stellar Source. When he used the newly learned sword art, he could freely choose whether to use the Critical Strike or not.
Just a little more.
Who would have thought that absorbing other people's secret manuals would have such an effect?
This was a rare opportunity. He immediately stopped visualizing and continued to study the secret manual.
… …
Pleasant Arrival Restaurant, Gongsun Boyue's courtyard.
"Sir, Parting Hatred Palace has the Hall of Martyrs. I'm afraid we can't sneak in," Zhou Ping said. "We only have a chance to sneak in during the fourth watch period. I've already arranged everything."
"Mm," Gongsun Boyue, who was resting with his eyes closed, replied lightly.
Zhou Ping heaved a sigh of relief and retreated to the door. He found a place to sit and quietly waited for the fourth watch period to arrive.
When the fourth watch period arrived, Gongsun Boyue already walked out of the door without needing him to call him. "Let's go."
He immediately brought Gongsun Boyue to the market and changed into coarse clothes. After talking to a vegetable vendor, he pushed a cart of vegetables towards the Prince's Mansion.
Gongsun Boyue dressed up as a vegetable carrier.
"The Prince's Mansion needs to transport fresh vegetables at this time every day," Zhou Ping said. "The only time that Lord takes action is when the vegetables are being unloaded. In other words, you have to find the Heavenly Fault Pavilion and capture the criminal, Yan Li, within a quarter of an hour. Of course, you can't make any noise. Then, meet up with me and hide the criminal in the vegetable basket. "
"Once your actions are exposed," he softly tried to make Gongsun Boyue pay more attention, "including me, many people will die."
Gongsun Boyue slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "Am I someone who doesn't know what's important?"
"My entire life depends on this …" Zhou Ping smiled bitterly and said, "For this, I have already asked my wife and child to leave Luojing overnight and go to Giant Deer Territory."
"Is it that serious?" Gongsun Boyue's brows gradually became serious.
"I have already said it." Zhou Ping smiled bitterly. "Not to mention that Yan Li is now valued by the Tyrant, even if he is just a little dog, in Luojing, whoever touches him will be unlucky."
Gongsun Boyue stared at him with a burning gaze. "You are not the Lone Eagle's subordinate, nor are you my subordinate. You can reject it."
Zhou Ping propped up his chest. "I, Zhou Ping, was poor for the first half of my life, but I have always felt that I only lacked one opportunity. If I can't make a name for myself, my life will be in vain!"
"Well said!" Gongsun Boyue's eyes sparkled. "After this, regardless of success or failure, take my seal to Great Corner Academy. There will be a place for you there!"
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