The three of them got the three green mysterious auras of the old monk Jiao Xuan, and their injuries had already healed a lot. After meditating and adjusting their breath for half a day, they stood up and followed Jiao Xuan to the third tower, the Sutra Tower.

There are often people ringing bells, visiting and burning incense and praying for blessings in the Three Pagoda Temple. However, no one has ever set foot on this third Pagoda. Although it is well known that the Pagoda, as the name suggests, is a place where scriptures are stored, no one has seen it, and no other has any access to the outside world, and there are no doors or windows. At the beginning, because it is rumored that the Pagoda Temple contains extremely precious books and history books, there are many people who secretly visit them with ulterior motives, but all of them return in disappointment. Over time, the third Pagoda Temple has been regarded as an exquisite and majestic ornamental tower.

The three of them saw Jiao Xuan stop outside the Sutra Tower, and they carried a thick blue mist with their hands, covering them together.

"You three must remember not to leave my mysterious energy range, follow my steps, and not to miss it. Have you heard it?" The old monk from Santa Temple had a serious tone, which made the three of them feel alert.

Jiao Xuan led three people to the side of the Sutra Tower with the blue mist. The Sutra Tower is not different from the other two towers, but there are no doors and windows. From the outside, it looks like a very ornamental spire. The four of them stood beside the metal tower wall at the bottom of the tower, and Jiao Xuan reached out to put his hand on the metal wall. The blue light flashed from his palm, causing ripples on the metal wall.

The ripples became bigger and bigger, but in an instant, they returned to their original state again.

"Don't look around, come in with me." After saying that, Jiao Xuan stepped into the metal wall, and the originally glossy and traceless metal wall suddenly rippled again. In the blink of an eye, Jiao Xuan actually stepped into the wall and disappeared in front of the three of them.

Qiu Li and the other two widened their eyes in surprise. Ye He Linfeng even reached out to the wall. A strange thing happened again. His hand could actually reach halfway into the metal wall. He did not hesitate, and took a step in with excitement on his face, disappearing into Qiu Liqiuyan's sight.

Qiu Liqiuyan was shocked and didn't react. Not far away, two little novice monks were walking here with brooms. They saw that Ye He Linfeng had already entered first, and they looked at each other and walked into the metal wall.

The monks and little novice monks patrolled and cleaned the three towers from time to time. At this time, the two little novice monks who happened to pass saw Jiao Xuan walking towards the Sutra Tower with four young men. A burst of blue mist suddenly surged around them. In a blink of an eye, the figures of the four people began to become blurred, and finally they could only see fog, but no one. When the blue fog dissipated, the four people actually disappeared.

The little monk rubbed his eyes hard, "Is it because he couldn't sleep well last night and had hallucinations today?" He walked to the position where Jiao Xuan and the other four of them were standing just now, reached out to the air, waved around, and even the blue mist disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. Both of them shook their heads and began to clean outside the tower seriously.

As soon as Qiu Liqiuyan's body passed through the metal wall, there was no sunlight outside, and the light in front of him suddenly became dark, as if he had only lit some candles in a confined space, but the bright room was not bright.

The three of them quickly adapted to the light inside and looked at the scene in front of them, and were so surprised that they couldn't speak.

They only know that there are seven floors like the bell tower and the worship tower. Each floor of the bell tower has a large bell, but the bottom of the bell is the smallest. Jiao Xuan rings the bell every day on the seventh floor at the top. There are four Buddha statues in front of the sixth floor, each floor is full of incense. However, there is only a huge golden body of living Buddhas on the seventh floor, but Buddhists and tourists can only go up to the sixth floor.

But this Sutra Tower is very different. From the appearance, although it is as high as the bell tower worship tower, each floor is reinforced with a tower mount. Although there are no doors and windows, it is clear layer by layer. But as soon as I got inside, the three of them stood at the entrance and looked up. It was vacuum, no floors, and no obstacles. There were wooden bookshelfs embedded in metal on all sides. It was incredible that the bookshelf that plied into the wall on all sides went straight to the top of the tower. Each grid on it was placed with bamboo scrolls of various books, some were packed in animal skin bags, and some were wrapped in unknown paper, but most were not wrapped, and the name of the book volume could be seen at a glance.

The bookshelf seems to be integrated into the top, but there is a golden wall edge slightly protruding half a palm-wide width between every 77,749 bookshelf grids. The four wall edges form a square, a total of seven squares.

"Wow, it's so spectacular! It's so spectacular!" Ye He Linfeng circled around the bookshelf on all sides, and finally kept praising, "Old monk, there is such a good place, why didn't you bring me here earlier?"

"Wow, the qualifications and mysterious record, the complete collection of Tongtian Secret Palm Books! The Spirit Platform Fire Refining Heart Method! Damn, Fenghui Shadow Crossing Step Method? I depend on it! These are all martial arts moves and internal skills that have been lost in the martial arts world today. Just this Fenghui Shadow Crossing Step Method, I heard from my father that if you practice it, you can turn your body into shadows in one step. The higher the skill, the more shadows, and the farther the distance. Old monk, you actually put these precious books in a few grids of bookcases below? I just don't know what to say to you!

No, no, in order not to let such peerless secrets be lost, it seems that I have a great responsibility! Ahhaha, secrets, I'm here!" As he said that, he ran to the row of martial arts secret bookshelf excitedly, pulled out the Fengshe shadows, and began to read them.

Jiao Xuan ignored Ye Helinfeng's madness and seemed to be a little used to it.

Qiu Liqiuyan and the others had already seen various martial arts books on the bookshelf, but they were not in a hurry to read them. Since Jiao Xuan brought them in, there must be something important to tell them. There is nothing else on the four walls of the Sutra Tower, except for a small table in the middle. Qiu Liqiuyan saw Jiao Xuan sitting next to the low table, so he walked over to sit next to him.

"Master Jiao Xuan, what happened just now is that the younger generation is young and reckless. I am very sorry. My brother has been weak and sick since childhood and is born with a waste of his veins, so I am so anxious. By the way, Master, you seem to recognize this pen?" Qiu Li looked respectful. He was touched by Jiao Xuan's strength and mysterious heart. Now that he came to this Sutra Tower, Jiao Xuan's identity was even more mysterious.

Qiu Yan took out the pen at this time, looked at the pen and Jiao Xuan, and said in confusion: "Master Jiao Xuan, do you have any connection with this pen? I just saw you looking at this pen, and seemed to be sad."

Jiao Xuan looked at the pen, and his eyes seemed to have experienced the world in his mortal world, everything was hard to say, and he immediately looked sad and choked.

"Hey, maybe you don't believe it. I have known this money for countless years!"

Ye He Linfeng was originally watching the secret book, but when he saw the three of them sitting around the low table talking, he put down the secret book and added to their topic. He sat on the ground wantonly and reached out to pull out the jade pen from Qiu Yan's hand to observe.

Just as his hand touched the jade pen, he suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning and bounced up.

"Wow, Ayan, what is your money? I won't let you touch it, I'll kill you!"

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Chapter completed!