"I've seen Senior Sister Xiaoran." Qian Yang was dressed in a tidy manner and pretended that nothing happened.

"Junior brother is in a good mood?" Senior sister Lanshan is Ye Shuran.

"Senior sister laughed!" Qian Yang tried to make the redness on his face fade away, but obviously failed.

"It seems that my junior brother's recent gains are very good?" Ye Shuran rarely showed a naughty smile.

Qian Yang nodded: "Well, I have gained a little. I have saved some contribution points recently and come to check the information."

"Do you still have to look at jade slips with common sense in history?" Ye Shuran asked.

"Well, I have no ink, and I can't help but feel panic." Qian Yang fell off the book bag.

Ye Shuran looked at Qian Yang carefully: "The junior brother seems to be slightly different from the last time he met."

"Actually, it's always the same!" Qian Yang shook his head.

Ye Shuran smiled and then said softly: "Common sense books are in the Huangzi Jiu Pavilion. It takes ten points to pay for each hour to read the sect contribution points. If you need to copy them to the jade slip, each volume will require 20 to 100 contribution points."

"Senior sister said this last time, and she was not at all comfortable." Qian Yang smiled.

"I will say this the same thing next time you come!" Ye Shuran deliberately lowered the corner of his mouth and put on an official attitude.

Qian Yang waved his hand helplessly and took out his ID card.

Ye Shuran turned around and twisted the knob next to the light door, and signaled Qian Yang to enter with the card. Qian Yang nodded and stepped into the light door. The moment he stepped into the light door, ten contribution points disappeared from his identity card.

The interior of the Huangzi Jiuge is quite large, and rolls of jade slips are piled up on dense bookshelf in a scattered manner. Qian Yang looked at it briefly, there were probably dozens of bookshelfs in the pavilion, and the gap between the bookshelf was very small, so he could only barely allow one person to pass through.

Every moment here is about giving some contribution. Qian Yang dared not waste his time and grabbed a few rolls of jade slips to read.

Common sense jade slips are completely different from the martial arts and magic jade slips that Qian Yang used before, and do not have many mysterious special effects. There are only simple words and some simple pictures, but they are different from the "Spiritual Beasts" and "Herbera Collection" he obtained before.

After a few rough readings, a quarter of an hour passed. When did he see the jade slips in the room? Qian Yang realized that this was not a solution. The library was simply too extensive about the classification and arrangement of jade slips.

"Should I introduce several book classification methods to the sect?" Qian Yang couldn't help but complain. If this continues, he would have to make all his three hundred contributions here, so he wouldn't learn any magic.

Qian Yang narrowed his eyes and could only use that method! He shook his arm, gave up the word-by-word reading just now, and instead activated the camera mode.

Qian Yang took a roll of jade slips, then presented the entire content of the jade slips in front of him, and then blinked his big eyes hard to take a photo as a souvenir.

In this way, he naturally couldn't remember the contents of the jade slip, but Qian Yang didn't care. He used both hands mechanically and pulled a roll of jade slips in front of him and slowly unfolded them, taking pictures one by one.

The speed of reading in this way was surprisingly fast. However, it had been nearly four hours since Qian Yang passed all the jade slips all over the room.

Qian Yang stretched, rubbed his sore shoulders, showing a satisfied smile, and then turned around and stepped into the light door behind him.

This light sect is indeed quite magical. When Qian Yang passed through the light sect, he was deducted three hours of contribution points. In fact, Qian Yang wanted to know what the result would be if his contribution points were insufficient. Little did he know that when he entered the library, the number of his contribution points had been recorded. If his contribution points were spent, he would be immediately popped out of the library.

The stars were already everywhere outside the door, breathing fresh and clean air. Qian Yang felt relieved, and the contribution he had just spent forty points did not affect his mood at all. The only drawback was that Ye Shuran had no idea where he was going, leaving only an old woman who looked familiar sitting at the table and napping.

"Go home!" Qian Yang waved his hand and waved out the Tiandiyu with a deep face and flew back to his hut. When he arrived in front of the house, Qian Yang no longer put away Diao'er and threw it a piece of spiritual beast meat to let it eat it and stay outside the house to rest.

Qian Yang no longer thought about it when he lay on the bed, and soon he fell asleep.

In the following days, Qian Yang lived quietly and took the advice of the red-faced old man to the extreme. He carefully picked up a large number of "photos" taken in the library. As long as it was useful, he would try to remember it in his heart.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye. While Qian Yang was still stuck in the endless sea of ​​books, in another small house on the west side of the other peak, a shy girl with a 15 or 16-year-old faced with two black-robed deacons in front of her.

The little girl's appearance is quite interesting. Her face is surprisingly white, and her neat little sesame teeth are exposed on her lips from time to time. Her eyes are not big, the corners of her eyes are drooping, and the corners of her lips are naturally raised when she is not smiling, as if she is responding to the kindness in the corners of her eyes.

The little girl is really not pretty, but she is very festive. She can't help but chuckling knowingly as soon as she takes a look.

The two deacons opposite her, one is a young man with a cold expression, and the other is a middle-aged beauty with a charming charm.

The young man said first: "The Mojian Hall is the hall with the longest history and the most powerful strength of the Qingling Sect, and the richest resources in the hall. Girl, with your qualifications, if you join me, the Mojian Hall, you will definitely enjoy the most abundant sect benefits, and your future will be unlimited.

The little girl seemed a little nervous, and kept pulling the hem of her clothes with both hands, stammering and unable to speak.

The middle-aged beautiful woman couldn't help but smile when she saw the girl's expression. She stepped forward and touched the girl's head and said, "The Mojian Hall is dedicated to fighting, how can it be suitable for a well-behaved girl like you? You should join my law enforcement hall. You don't have to fight and kill all day long, and the benefits will not be inferior to the Mojian Hall."

"Is the law enforcement hall suitable for this little girl? Senior sister, don't make a statement against your will!" The young man's tone was not kind.

"Hmph! Other halls cannot accommodate disciples of this qualification. Choosing between you and me is naturally a law enforcement hall is more suitable." The middle-aged beautiful woman is not willing to be outdone.

The young man shook his head: "I don't think so. The ragged things in your hall are much more troublesome than fighting, killing, killing."

"It's like you're so bad!" The middle-aged beautiful woman sneered.

"You..." The young monk was a little angry and embarrassed.

When the little girl saw the two of them quarreled, her expression became even more frightened: "Don't worry, two seniors, please discuss it carefully, I... I have no objection, it depends on the two."

"If we can negotiate and come to a result, we won't come to you!" The young monk turned his face.

The middle-aged beautiful woman glanced at the young man and said to the little girl: "You have only been in the beginning for eight months and have only practiced with spirit stones. You have reached the fourth level of Qi Refining. Such talent is unprecedented in Qingling Sect. This matter is related to your future, and you have to make your own decision after all."

The little girl shook her head: "I don't know... let me think about it again?"

After that, no matter how the two of them persuaded them, the little girl closed her lips and refused to speak. The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at the little girl and said slowly: "It's better to think about it for a while, but you will definitely have to make a decision before you get started with the exam."

The little girl nodded.

The two of them had no choice but to give up and pushed the door out. The young monk had just taken two steps but came back, which scared the little girl.

"I feel a little reluctant to persuade you when I see a girl like you. However, since you have this qualification, you will never be able to escape purity. In comparison, the sword-mightening hall is much cleaner!" After the young man said that, he shook his sleeves and floated away without waiting for a reply.

The little girl stood blankly at the door, pouting her thick lips and muttered to herself: "What are you saying? Why can't you understand a word! That hall... By the way, who is from which hall?"

If the two deacons heard this, I really don’t know what expression they should have.
Chapter completed!