Dragon Emperor God Emperor

Chapter 138

As night fell, gusts of breeze blew by, and in Star Academy, branches and leaves of ancient trees swayed, making rustling sounds.

At this time, in the Library Pavilion, Bu Zheng was holding a simple book in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, and concentrated on studying it.

"Brother, there are tens of thousands of books here. With your opinion, it is estimated that you will not be able to read all the books in Zangshu Pavilion in a hundred years." Mo Li's voice sounded and reminded.

"Then what should we do?" Bu Zheng asked in a calm voice.

"Brother, in fact, reading books here can completely enhance your spiritual power! You can release your spiritual power to control these books, so that you can see ten lines at a glance and never forget them."

"Spiritual power?"

Thinking of this, Bu Zheng's mind moved, and his spiritual power was released, and the entire row of books in front of him were all floating in the space, suspended in front of his eyes.

"Congeal!"

Bu Zheng's mind and mind were united, and all the books in front of him began to turn the pages quickly at the same time, and characters glowing with golden light quickly entered Bu Zheng's mind.

"Ten lines at a glance, photographic memory?"

Bu Zheng felt that the knowledge in his mind at this moment was like a spring, flowing endlessly.

one day.

Two days.

For three consecutive days, Bu Zheng was completely immersed in the sea of ​​books, and he had read all the books on the first floor of the Zangshu Pavilion.

"The vast world, all living beings, the vast sky, all the heavens and myriad worlds, it turns out that there is not only one Xuantian Continent under this void." Bu Zheng muttered to himself.

After a few days of study, Bu Zheng truly understood that he was as small as a speck of dust in the desert, or a drop of sea water in the ocean.

Under this vast void, there are really all kinds of wonders, all-encompassing.

Although Bu Zheng didn't find the training method of the spiritual teacher in Zangshu Pavilion for three days, he got an unexpected harvest in a simple handbook.

It turns out that spiritual masters, beast masters, and magicians are another powerful existence that surpassed warriors on this continent thousands of years ago.

"Since spiritual masters really exist, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely become a spiritual master!" Bu Zheng vowed inwardly with a firm expression and firm eyes.

"boom!"

Bu Zheng's figure stood up suddenly, with a sharp look in his deep eyes, he said, "Moli, I've been staying in Zangshu Pavilion for a few days."

"Brother, three days have passed!"

"Three days? Then it's time to go out! The master should have returned, I should hurry to find him!"

After finishing the words, Bu Zheng turned around and walked out of Zangshu Pavilion, but suddenly a powerful wave of spiritual power came from behind him.

Bu Zheng turned around and stared at the phantom array leading to the second floor behind him, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Moli, why do I always feel that there is a pair of eyes staring at me behind this phantom array?" Bu Zheng asked suspiciously.

"Brother, the second floor of the Zangshu Pavilion is really weird. I also felt that there were eyes watching us before, but my spiritual sense couldn't pass through the phantom formation to enter it." Mo Li said in a low voice.

"You can't even enter it, what exactly is the master sealing on the second floor of the Zangshu Pavilion?" Bu Zheng asked with a stern expression, curious in his heart.

"Forget it, the second senior brother said that you must never touch the phantom formation, I'd better leave quickly!"

"boom!"

Just as Bu Zheng was about to leave, there was a huge crashing sound from the phantom formation in front of him, which was deafening and resounded throughout the entire Zangshu Pavilion.

"Brother, there must be some kind of powerful existence sealed on the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion. He should have asked us for help when he made repeated calls!" Moli said with certainty.

"Are you asking for help?"

With this in mind, Bu Zheng got up and walked towards the passage to the second floor, staring intently at the phantom array in front of him.

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were two collision sounds quickly on the phantom array, and the things inside seemed to feel that Bu Zheng was approaching them.

Bu Zheng's expression froze, and the powerful wave of spiritual energy in his body shot out, hitting the phantom array in front of him.

"boom!"

Bu Zheng hit the phantom formation with both fists, but his body was blown away, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, the meridians in his body were completely injured, and his chest seemed to burst.

"Shh!"

A figure appeared to catch Buzheng who was flying backwards, with one palm resting on his back, and the majestic and vast spiritual power quickly entered his body, repairing the meridians all over his body.

"Master, why are you here!" Bu Zheng looked panicked, like a child who has done something wrong.

"If I don't come, you're going to be in big trouble again. When you come to Zangshu Pavilion, didn't your second senior brother tell you that this phantom formation is absolutely untouchable?" Sikong Changtian said with sharp eyes and a serious voice .

"Master, what is there on the second floor of the Zangshu Pavilion? Why did you use such a powerful phantom array to seal it?" Bu Zheng asked excitedly with a curious look on his face.

"Zheng'er, there are some things I can't tell you right now as a teacher, but it's all for your own good. When I have a chance in the future, I will definitely take you to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion."

As Sikong Changtian said, he waved his palm, and a strong spiritual power flew out of the phantom formation, and the whole phantom formation became quiet in his eyes.

"Shh!"

Sikong Changtian's figure flashed, and he brought Buzheng to the outside of Zangshu Pavilion.

"Zheng'er, I heard from your second senior brother that you entered the Zangshu Pavilion to find a way to become a spiritual teacher, right?" Sikong Changtian put Bu Zheng down and asked solemnly.

"Yes, master, this disciple wants to become a spiritual teacher!" Bu Zheng said firmly.

"Psychic teacher?"

"Boy, as a teacher, there is a book here that can become a spiritual teacher, but it has been a hundred years, and no one on this continent can become a spiritual teacher. Do you think you can succeed?"

"Master, I want to try! I have mastered the holy beast sword art you gave me last time, so I firmly believe that I can become a spiritual master." Bu Zheng said firmly.

"What? Have you successfully practiced the Holy Beast Sword Art?" Sikong Changtian asked in a startled tone.

"Shh!"

Bu Zheng's figure flashed, a huge sword appeared in his hand, Jing Hong flew out with a sword, and a powerful sword energy flew forward.

"The blue dragon descends the devil!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The ground shook, the ground was split by the sharp sword light, and a deep ravine appeared strikingly in front of Sikong Changtian.

"It's a good move for the green dragon to subdue the devil!"

"The sword light is fierce, fierce and powerful. The sword intent is agile and decisive in killing. Zhenger, I never thought that I could comprehend such a strong sword energy in such a short time." Sikong Changtian nodded in satisfaction with a joyful expression.

"Master, I have already comprehended the Sword Art of the Holy Beast. Can you pass on the skills of becoming a spiritual master to my disciples?" Bu Zheng said eagerly.

"Leave it to you! With such a monstrous disciple as you, how could you hide your secrets?" Sikong Changtian laughed heartily.

(End of this chapter)