There was a deep cave with no wall lights on both sides of the cave walls. There was still light when I first walked in. After Zhang Shiping turned a corner, the light outside could not shine. He held a small fireball in his hand and then walked down.

A slight light came from the front. He walked forward quickly, and his eyes suddenly became clear. The lights were brightly lit inside. The walls were inlaid with pearls as big as pigeon eggs or even the size of eggs, each emitting a quiet and clear light. Under the light were rows of iron and wood racks, with each layer of light balls ranging from three to five, and at most seven or eight. Zhang Shiping saw several people walking inside.

Zhang Shiping looked at it and walked quickly, not expecting that there was a transparent wall ahead. He suddenly hit him, and his face hurt.

"I was blind at such a young age, what a pity!"

An old voice came to Zhang Shiping's ears. He turned his head and saw that there was a notch near the door of the cave, with a long bluestone chair. An old Taoist cultivator lying on it, holding a yellow wine gourd in his hand and sucking a small wine, looking comfortable.

Those who can be in the Sutra Pavilion are all cultivators with superb cultivation. This is Zhang Shiping’s first impression after coming in. Those who are guarding the door and leading the way are already two foundation-building monks. Not to mention this old Taoist priest, at least they are also an old foundation-building monk.

"My younger generation Zhang Shiping pays homage to seniors."

"I worship the predecessors, and they are all fools. Do you know who I am? Do you know what I am? I don't know what I am." The old Taoist priests have seen many things like Zhang Shiping. "My name is Gu Binghua. You can call me Gu, what do you want to find."

Zhang Shiping replied: "If you want to find a technique that can hide or change your own spiritual pressure, it is best for those who are suitable for the fire-attributed cultivators to practice."

The old man said without hesitation: "This kind of exercise has nothing to do with attributes. It depends on the spiritual consciousness of the monk. I don't know who your master is, it's simply a misleading child."

Zhang Shiping smiled bitterly and said, "I am a new disciple and have not yet become a disciple."

"If you want to hide spiritual pressure, then go to the third shelf on the left of the second floor to take a look. There are several books there, and there should be something suitable for you, but don't have too much hope."

Zhang Shiping thanked repeatedly.

Zhang Shiping only had three incense sticks of time when he came into the Sutra Library. Someone could save a lot of time when he gave him a guide. The old Taoist priest opened the formation at the door and let Zhang Shiping in. He found the stairs, rushed up to the second floor, and headed straight to the third shelf on the left.

The Sutra Pavilion is located inside the mountain with a large space, with five layers. Each layer has thirty-six huge white jade pillars. The four layers in front are "Miscellaneous Notes", "Spells", "Tactics" and "Pills". There are hundreds of iron and wood frames on each layer. There are six layers above and below, and jade slips of martial arts are placed on them, guarded by formations, forming light balls of different colors.

If you want to copy the jade slip, you just need to write down the name of the martial arts and the location, and find the first floor manager to copy the jade slip.

...

Zhang Shiping walked to the shelf and saw the first yellow light ball. He subconsciously reached out and touched it to take out the jade slip inside, but was counterattacked by the light ball, and his fingers smelled burnt. When he saw that his fingers were already black and the pain was unbearable, Zhang Shiping groaned.

It seems that he can't touch the jade slip directly. He looked at the first few lines of the light ball, which said Hunyuan Shouxin Gong, and then two lines of small characters. He swept through dozens of words. This is the practice of cultivators in the Qi Practice stage, which can restrain their breath. However, this technique only has five levels, and is a residual version, and its use is limited. Zhang Shiping turned around and looked at the next one.

After reading twenty or thirty brief techniques in front of the light balls, there were only thirty-four jade slips on the iron wood rack. Zhang Shiping's face went from the initial expectation to the disappointment that could not be hidden on his face. These techniques were all broken books, and none of them were complete.

If it really doesn't work, I can only go to the shop in the market to look for it, and I don't know if the price is high.

A monk in black clothes came over. Seeing that he was dressed as an outer disciple, Zhang Shiping asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, please stay."

The man stopped, "What's wrong with this junior brother?"

"My junior brother, I'm here in the Sutra Library for the first time. I want to ask my senior brother. Why are there all the remaining subdivisions on this exercise?" Zhang Shiping said in confusion. Why are there all the remaining subdivisions in the Sutra Library of Jiaozuo Sect? He has read so many, but he has not found a complete one. As a great sect of immortal cultivation, it is not like this.

Seeing what Zhang Shiping was thinking, the senior brother was quite enthusiastic. "There are naturally complete techniques in the Sutra Pavilion, and they are all on the fifth level. Only the uncles who have reached the foundation-building level can go up."

The monks rarely carry martial arts outside. Zhang Shiping practiced himself with nine levels, with more than 5,000 words. He had long memorized it. The most common thing in the storage bag was notes about the practice, recording his experiences or doubts.

The jade slips of martial arts are placed in the family, and many family monks do this. Only the casual cultivators who live in a place will bring all their wealth with them.

When the disciples of Jiaozuo Sect get the skills, they must keep the complete skills themselves. Only the remaining money will be sold to the sect in exchange for merit points. Most of the complete skills on the fifth level are low-level skills contributed by the sect's Jindan Yuanying cultivators.

"Thank you, senior brother," Zhang Shiping thanked, "Where do you need to copy the jade slip?"

The disciple pointed to the left of the downstairs, "There is a small house on the left of the first floor, and find the manager to copy the jade slip."

The outer disciple only had three sticks of incense in the Sutra Pavilion, and the senior brother didn't have much time. After Zhang Shiping thanked him, the two walked around the air to find the skills they needed.

Zhang Shiping picked up a martial art called "The Instant Reform". This residual book only has four levels. Zhang Shiping was not sure whether it could change the size of his own spiritual pressure. However, he was interested in the fact that the Instant Reform was accompanied by a formula for training spiritual consciousness. In brief, it also specifically explained that it could strengthen the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator and make the monks more comfortable when practicing or releasing magic.

Seeing that there was still time, he went up to the third floor and turned around. There were quite a few shelves. There were only five or six jade slips on each floor above. Zhang Shiping quickly turned around and found that there were some talisman formulas and production methods that could only be used in the foundation-building stage.

There are also the forging techniques used to refine weapons and several methods of making magic weapons. Zhang Shiping did not know how to refine weapons and was very interested.

He originally wanted to go to the fourth floor to see if there were any prescriptions on it that could improve his magic power, but time was almost up, so he could only wait for the next time.

After Zhang Shiping went downstairs, as the senior brother said, he found a small stone door on the left of the first floor, which just accommodated a person in and out. After he entered, the stone door behind him was immediately closed, and a tall and thin monk in white who was stepping on a flying disc magic weapon flew around.

The wall was divided into grids, different sizes, and was directly carved out on the mountain wall. The man heard the sound of the stone gate closing and looked back. When he saw Zhang Shiping turn his head and put a simple book in his hand in the stone grid, sealing a red light shield, the man flew to Zhang Shiping.

Zhang Shiping was about to speak, but the man asked faster: "Which jade slip I want to copy."

Zhang Shiping talked about the "Swap Yuan Gong" he chose. The man had four storage bags of different colors on his waist. He reached out and took out a jade slip from the second brown and red storage bag, flew to the stone table and picked up a blank jade slip, stuck the two together, buzzed in his mouth and read a few words, and immediately threw the copied jade slip to Zhang Shiping.

"Twenty spirit stones." Zhang Shiping caught the jade slip, and the man's voice came.

When he heard that it would take twenty spirit stones to copy a jade slip for a broken art, Zhang Shiping was stunned for a moment, "This..."

The tall and thin monk had already reached out his hand. Zhang Shiping took out a pile of spirit stones with a painful face, one or two pieces, counted twenty pieces for him, and took the remaining two red spirit stones into it.

After taking the spirit stone, the man's tone was obviously much closer. "Look, this junior brother is trying to train the magic tricks in the Yuan exchange technique. Many of the masters and brothers have practiced this technique, but not many of them can truly become famous. Do you know why?" The man's tone paused and looked at Zhang Shiping.

Zhang Shiping followed him and said: "I hope my senior brother will give you advice!"

"This is naturally due to the unbearable pain when practicing the spiritual consciousness technique, just like the pain of soul splitting. How many people can bear it? I thought that I had practiced my senior brother back then, and I also figured out some tricks." The man took out a jade slip, "This is a pill recipe that I found from ancient books that can nourish my spiritual consciousness. I could only practice successfully with this prescription. I don't know if my junior brother needs it."

Any elixir recipe is extremely precious. Zhang Shiping took the jade slip and looked at it. Only one-fifth of the content can be seen. The medicinal materials used in the elixir are correct, but he cannot get the years of the medicinal materials needed above. The main medicine is Zi Ye Yang Shenhua, which has been more than 500 years old, and the medicine can be prepared for decades to hundreds of years.

As soon as he saw Zhang Shiping return the jade slip to him, "Senior Brother, this jade slip is really..." This pill recipe is obviously not for the qi training and foundation-building monks. Only high-level monks above Jindan can be prepared.

The man smiled brightly on his face, "Ten spirit stones have been sold to my junior brother. It's not too late to leave this for me to refine them after I formed a pill."

I don’t know how many people this senior brother sold this pill recipe to, but Zhang Shiping still bought it after thinking about it. After all, he is prepared and can go to a shop in the market to buy the pill recipe for the Jindan stage for more than this price.

The spirit stones were really not enough to spend. In another three months, even if the sect did not assign tasks, he would not be able to sit still.

...

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, Zhang Shiping took off his magic weapon and flew over the mountains. After about an hour of flying, he had no magic power and could only stop and rest. However, he did not expect to encounter two blue-eyed golden monkeys fighting. Both monkeys were eight feet tall, and they looked like a burly man from a distance.
Chapter completed!