The three of them left the courtyard and, under the leadership of Zhou Yingying, walked towards a towering building on the top of the mountain.

While walking, Zhou Yingying looked at Song Yunge and said warmly: "It doesn't matter if Junior Brother Xie's injury is right?"

Song Yunge hurriedly said, "Senior Sister, I am fine, it's just a wisp of spiritual soul."

"It seems that this newly opened trial venue is very difficult." Zhou Yingying said: "You first group of you returned in a desperate situation, and then thousands of disciples went in, but they all got nothing and were wiped out."

Song Yunge showed a look of annoyance: "This is considered bad luck, but he is ashamed of his master's painstaking efforts and dare not look at him!"

Zhou Yingying smiled: "Master, you won't blame you, you are just a son of god."

Even if she smiled, she still felt cold, as if her heart was frozen by ice and could not be thawed.

Sun Xuanzhen said: "Master really has high hopes for you this time. Only three fellow disciples will continue. You have a great hope of winning first place. Now..."

He shook his head gently: "It's hard to get such an opportunity again!"

There is often only one opportunity, depending on whether you can seize it. If you can seize it, you can soar into the sky.

If you can't grasp it, it may be difficult to have the opportunity to soar into the sky and need to endure it step by step.

This time is the best opportunity.

With the potential of the master, everyone must be concerned about face. Moreover, no one knows the depth of the trial venue that was first opened, so the master can compete for one of these three places.

If Junior Brother Xie Baixuan can kill the other two and be the only one in the trial field, then he can obtain huge amounts of merit in exchange for treasures, treasures that assist in practice, speed up his cultivation, and be ahead of his peers.

Unfortunately, I missed such an opportunity. It is impossible to say that I am not disappointed. Master must be even more disappointed.

I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future, because this is the rule, and no matter how strong the master is, he cannot destroy it.

Song Yunge showed a depressed look.

Zhou Yingying said: "It may not be impossible to obtain it again. As long as we get the Soul-Winding Grass and help the master practice the Soul-Winding Pill, his cultivation will improve greatly and he will naturally be able to seize the opportunity!"

"That's right." Song Yunge nodded quickly.

Sun Xuanzhen nodded and said no more.

The three of them walked up silently, and along the wide avenue paved with white jade, greeting people coming and going from time to time.

The disciples of the Hantian Sect who were coming and going were in a hurry, their bodies were very fast, and they kept making noises, and the air was shaking violently.

Those who use their body skills are all disciples who go down the mountain, while those who go up the mountain cannot use their body skills and have to move up step by step. This is the rule of the Hantian Sect.

The three of them came to a towering building.

Standing in front of this building, you will feel a sense of insignificance and awe.

Song Yunge estimated that this building was about one thousand meters high, and in later generations, it would be three hundred floors.

He was secretly shocked. He felt like he was living in the sky for a hundred floors, but this building actually had three hundred floors.

What will happen if the wind blows like this tall building?

This huge black building is round, with a diameter of about 500 meters. Even if it is so thick, I am afraid that a strong wind will fall, right?

And this building is still built on the top of the mountain.

He was curious in his heart whether such a tall building would collapse. Fortunately, he now has the highest light skills and can escape even if he falls.

After calming down, he followed the two into the building, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and a brighter and softer brilliance enveloped the surroundings than outside.

Rows of bookcases were erected, and there were dense books on the bookcases. Song Yunge knew from his memory that there were a total of 100 floors of the Wanxiang Building, and each floor was placed in such a book.

There was once a disciple who vowed to read the book in Wanxiang Tower, but unfortunately he passed away before he could finish reading it.

The collection of books in this Wanxiang Tower is beyond imagination and cannot be exhausted at all. You can only choose what you need to read.

Every disciple of the Hantian Sect has the habit of collecting books when he goes out. He will bring it back when he sees it, and someone will then filter it out if it is repeated.

Because bringing back books has merit, this is the easiest way to obtain merit.

Just like this newly opened trial field, even if you can't get the first place, just writing some books based on your memory will be enough to exchange for a lot of merit.

"Let's search separately." Zhou Yingying said: "I'm responsible for the 41st floor to the 50th floor. Xie Junior Brother, you are responsible for the 1st to 20th floor. Sun, you are responsible for the 21st to 40th floor."

"Yes." Song Yunge and Sun Xuanzhen clasped their fists.

The three of them separated and began to search for news about the Soul Grass.

It takes a day to search.

These books are all-encompassing, but they are clearly classified according to the categories, just like the libraries I saw in my previous life.

But no matter how clear the classifications are, you still have to read them one by one to find records of the Soul Grass.

Song Yunge searched for a day but found nothing, but he knew a lot about the strange flowers and plants in this world.

He can remember it now and it is directly imprinted in his mind.

Unfortunately, this body does not have the talent for alchemy. Alchemy requires the body of green wood, otherwise there is no need to try it.

Only the body of Qingmu can feel the changes in the alchemy energy. It is not the body of Qingmu, so it is difficult to feel the changes in the breath of the closed alchemy furnace.

As for the body of green wood, it is hard to find. Countless people in the world may not have a body of green wood in a hundred years.

Wen Minglou is not the body of Qingmu. He used some extraordinary skills and methods to thug himself, but even so, his so-called alchemy is not alchemy, but just medicine.

There is no difference between night and day in the Wanxiang Building. You can’t feel the day and night, but you can feel it in your stomach.

They were hungry and could no longer hold on, so they left Wanxiang Tower and walked back dejectedly.

I didn't find it after checking it for a day. There are too many books in the Wanxiang Building. If I keep checking this way, if I'm not lucky, I'll have to check it for several days.

"Master doesn't know which floor of the book is on?" Song Yunge said.

Zhou Yingying glanced at him: "How could it be that I didn't know?"

"Then why don't you tell us directly?" Song Yunge said weakly.

He plays Xie Baixuan very hard.

"What do you think?" Zhou Yingying snorted.

Sun Xuanzhen shook her head: "Master, this must be to let us read more books. We always say that we read too little and are too biased towards cultivation, so we should read more books."

They all regard their master's words as if they are indifferent to their ears. Now they don't have enough time to practice, and once they study, they will be dragged down by their peers.

One step later, one step later, and you can’t even grab the hot food even if you eat it.

By then, what’s the use of reading more? What’s the use of learning more?

"Oh..." Song Yunge sighed tiredly: "When will it be possible to find out if this continues?"

Zhou Yingying hummed, "After eating, continue to come back and check!"

"Yes." Song Yunge was powerless, while Sun Xuanzhen was firm and calm.

The three of them checked for three days and three nights in one go, and finally Sun Xuanzhen found the records of the Soul-Wuan Grass.

Sun Xuanzhen accidentally read this book "The Book of Extraordinary Grass Searches", but she couldn't remember it. She only vaguely remembered that the Soul-Wuhun Grass looked like an ordinary grass.

It is already a good memory to remember this, and he does not have the ability to remember it like Song Yunge.
Chapter completed!