I became a saint in the game

After the last bit of earth spiritual power in his body was refined, Chen Shicheng opened his eyes and moved his limbs.

However, there was no change in the body after its bloodline was tempered.

Before the essence attributes change, even if the technique is at the maximum level, the tempering of the bloodline will have to be continued year after year, day after day for more than twenty years before it can be successful.

If you calculate it this way, it would take more than two months, or at least 73 days, to temper one percent of the bloodline!
"Hey, those street lamp hangers have monthly expenses, and this crappy technique will drag you through for two months. What bad luck!"

Since entering the game, this was the first time he encountered a skill that required time to hone, and it was a little hard for him to accept that it only took two months. He couldn't imagine how those players who could only comprehend skills bit by bit could persist.

Touching the stolen pendant hanging around his neck, Chen Shicheng thanked in his heart the ancestral grave that was nowhere to be found and was still emitting green smoke. Then he activated the breath-concealing technique to merge with the breath of the earth and walked towards the Sutra Library step by step.

The yard was silent, with only the sound of insects chirping.

The time is still the same as yesterday's exploration time, but the Sutra Library is different from yesterday.

The door to the first floor was wide open, and the light of unknown magical lamps shone through it, illuminating the courtyard. The being who seemed to be in the Dharma Realm was not guarding the first floor at this time, and his figure appeared on the fourth floor.

A blurry shadow was reflected on the window paper, and it looked like someone was arranging books.

"When luck comes, nothing can stop it!"

Chen Shicheng looked at the shadow on the window paper and a look of joy appeared on his face.

If it was the same as yesterday, he would have to take a certain risk and enter through the upstairs window. Although there were ways to restrain the breath, the window was integrated with the Sutra Library, and no one knew whether it would alarm the people downstairs.

But now the doors are open, and they simply welcome you to come in and take a look.

While the man upstairs was still wandering around on the fourth floor, Chen Shicheng quickly maintained the breath-concealing technique and tiptoed into the door of the first floor of the Sutra Library.

There seems to be some kind of formation set up here. From the outside, the area of ​​the Sutra Repository is not very large, but after coming in, we find that the space here is dozens of times larger than it looks from the outside.

The lanterns hanging in the corners of the house emit soft light, illuminating the space filled with bookshelves. The fragrance of the pages and ink gives people the illusion that their souls are cleansed.

After taking a deep breath, Chen Shicheng took advantage of the time when the man hadn't come down yet to walk around the first floor and took a quick look at the books on the bookshelf.

Unfortunately, the first floor is probably a public area, and the books there are very ordinary, probably equivalent to the Four Books and Five Classics, and there are no ancient secrets.

He could only walk up the stairs boldly and reach the second floor of the Sutra Library.

The collection of books here is not much different from that downstairs, except that on a few bookshelves in the corner near the stairs, there are travel notes written by seniors from Zixiao Palace.

When Chen Shicheng saw these books, his eyes immediately lit up and he quickly started flipping through them.

Regrettably, these travel notes record many secrets, but do not include any records about the ancient paradise.

But he was not disappointed. Since there were such valuable books on the second floor, there must be satisfactory gains among those precious books upstairs.

"squeak"

Just as Chen Shicheng was about to walk on the tightrope and reach the third floor, which was one level away from the suspected Dharma Realm, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs from above.

In the space on the second floor where one could hear a pin drop, the sound was unusually loud, and he was so startled that he almost dropped the book in his hand.

"What the hell, you're coming down so soon?"

Chen Shicheng's eyelids jumped, and he quickly put the book back on the bookshelf, activated the breath-retaining technique with all his strength, ran to the bookshelf in the corner and held his breath. In order to avoid attracting attention, he didn't even dare to look in the direction of the stairs, and could only pray that this skill that he had upgraded to the sublimation level could conceal the other party's perception.

But God doesn’t fulfill people’s wishes
The administrator of the Sutra Repository, who was suspected to be in the Dharma Realm, unexpectedly walked towards the place where he was hiding after going downstairs.

As the footsteps approached, Chen Shicheng's heart rose to his throat.

"How to do?"

"If you are discovered, should you fight or run away?"

"Fuck, do you really have to be so unlucky?"

Just as Chen Shicheng was about to remove his breath-concealing technique and take action, and Master Hui Si was also ready to contribute his strength, a voice suddenly came from the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Elder, I have something to ask of you."

"Why didn't you come earlier? The Sutra Repository is closed now. As his disciple, don't you know that?" The footsteps stopped not far away, and an old voice followed.

Chen Shicheng, who was ready to attack, was shaken and almost sprained his waist. The corners of his mouth kept twitching. You guys are playing me, right?

There was no other way. With the enemy surrounded in front and pursuers behind, Chen Shicheng, who was caught in the middle, had to give up and try his best to maintain the breath-control technique and use his true energy to slow down his heartbeat.

"I hope the elder will forgive me. I just want to look up some records about the ancient paradise."

"A blessed place? What are you looking for?"

"I'm just curious, and I beg the elder to provide some help."

Ok?
A blessed place?

Is this consistent with your goals?
But why would a disciple of an aboriginal be interested in this, and why would he bump into me so coincidentally?
Hearing the familiar content, Chen Shicheng didn't have time to think about it and quickly pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

"A blessed place. Let me think. Well, there are few records about this in the Sutra Library. I remember there was only one book on the second row of bookshelves by the window on the sixth floor. Forget it, I'll take you there. Once you get the book, register and leave."

"Thank you, elder!"

As he spoke, the footsteps sounded again, but they were getting farther and farther away, and soon disappeared on the second floor of the Sutra Library along with the other footsteps.

After a moment, Chen Shicheng stood up from behind the bookshelf with a strange expression on his face, and remained silent as he looked at the stairs leading to the third floor from the second floor.

This is what it means to search for something everywhere but still not find it, yet finally get it without any effort.

I never expected that when I was ready to take action, the thing I was looking for would fall from the sky.

And the most surprising thing is that this so-called direct disciple was actually able to take the book out of the Sutra Repository. What's the difference between this and God feeding him?

If I had known this would happen, I would have chosen other skills.

Well.
Not right either.

If I hadn't learned the Breath Containment Technique, I wouldn't have been able to comprehend the Earth Guarding Blood Refining Technique that gave me such a big surprise. (End of this chapter)