The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

Li Qing and Chi Feng were sitting in the spacious library. In front of them, books were piled up like mountains, like towering mountains of books.

The faint scent of ink emanating from these books, intertwined with the quiet atmosphere in the air, creates a unique atmosphere.

The two of them seemed to be in an ocean of knowledge, and each book was a pearl in the ocean, sparkling with the light of wisdom.

Li Qing gently stroked an ancient book in front of him, his eyes revealing a mixture of satisfaction and fatigue.

He raised his head and looked at the stacked bookshelves, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

They have been immersed here for a year. During this year, they have been almost isolated from the world and devoted all their energy to these books.

"It's time to leave." Li Qing's voice was low and firm. He looked at the mountain of books in front of him, as if he saw his efforts and gains in the past year.

The two of them had already read through all the books here, and had written down all the secret books that were helpful to them.

Especially the esoteric books on the spirit and soul benefited them greatly.

Li Qing even found several ways to dissolve the imprint of the martial arts.

Although the effects of these secret techniques vary and there are certain risks, they are extremely valuable to them.

Li Qing planned to wait until he had thoroughly checked the scripture repositories of the four sects, collect all the secret techniques that could remove the imprints of the martial arts techniques, and finally make a decision on which secret technique to try.

Chi Feng nodded and said to Li Qing with a smile, "I have gained a lot from this trip. I will go back to Longhai Pearl to digest it. After my husband leaves Yanjian Sect, he can go back to Longhai Pearl to rest for a few days."

Her voice was gentle and considerate, making Li Qing feel warm.

"There's no rush to go to other sects." Li Qing nodded and agreed with Chi Feng's suggestion.

Both of them were exhausted; they had hardly had a good rest in the past year.

In order to finish reading these martial arts secrets as quickly as possible, they immersed themselves in the ocean of books almost every day.

Even for someone like them who possessed a powerful fourth-order spiritual consciousness, it took them a year to read through all the books here.

The two demons smiled at each other. They knew that this year's efforts would bring endless benefits to their future.

The knowledge in these books will also become a valuable asset in their future spiritual practice.

In a moment, Chi Feng disappeared without a trace, and Li Qing gently waved at the mountain of books.

Then, a gentle breeze came out, slowly lifting up the ancient books and scrolls and floating towards the towering bookshelf.

Time passed minute by minute, and after an unknown amount of time, all the books were neatly placed on the bookshelf, without leaving any trace on the ground.

Everything was just like when Li Qing first arrived, as if nothing had happened.

After completing all this, Li Qing carefully took out a sword order from his arms, and then continuously injected powerful spiritual consciousness into it.

In an instant, the sword order flashed a faint light, and Li Qing easily resonated with it.

As the light of the sword order became brighter and brighter, Li Qing slashed at the void without hesitation, and a long and narrow crack appeared instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qing stretched out his hands and pulled hard to the left and right, and a huge hole appeared before his eyes.

Li Qing remained calm and walked calmly into the cave. The next moment, his figure appeared in the vast starry sky.

Li Qing was already accustomed to the surrounding environment. He just flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a ghost, making it difficult to grasp his whereabouts.

At the entrance of the Sutra Repository.

For the past year, there has been an old man sitting there. He is wearing a white robe, has white hair, but his eyes are very kind.

This old man was none other than Mu Shangyan, who was once kicked out of the Sutra Repository by the owner of Youying Tower because he talked too much.

At this time, Mu Shangyan was sitting in a pavilion in front of the Sutra Library, playing chess with a young and beautiful woman.

The woman's name is Mu Sixue, and she is Mu Shangyan's daughter.

The two players were fully focused when playing chess, and the atmosphere was tense yet harmonious.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, a token appeared in front of Mu Shangyan out of thin air, as if it had fallen from the void.

Mu Shangyan was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and quickly reached out to catch the token steadily.

Then, a hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded in his ears:

"My dear friend, I have read all the books in the Sutra Library. I will take my leave now. Please say hello to Mu Shoujing for me..."

The sound gradually faded away until it disappeared.

After hearing this, Mu Shangyan showed a hint of surprise on his face, but soon regained his composure. He lowered his head and looked at the token in his hand, thinking.

Mu Sixue on the opposite side had a confused look on her face, not knowing why her father suddenly became distracted.

She asked curiously, "Dad, what happened? Why did you suddenly become distracted?"

Mu Shangyan smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Nothing, just thought of something. Let's continue playing chess."

After saying that, he put the token in his arms and focused on the chessboard again.

Although Mu Sixue still had doubts in her heart, she did not ask any more questions.

The father and daughter continued to immerse themselves in the chess game, as if what had just happened had never happened.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

In these two months, everything in the world has undergone significant changes, but for the Tianyi Temple sect, nothing seems to have changed.

However, on this ordinary day, something extraordinary happened.

In front of the Tianyi Temple gate, suddenly, the space seemed to be torn open, and a figure in a black robe and a ghost face mask appeared there out of thin air.

As soon as this mysterious man in black appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of the two disciples stationed in the sect.

They stared at this uninvited guest with great vigilance, thinking secretly in their hearts: This person is so strange, he must be up to no good!

Just as they were about to sound the alarm and notify the sect's law enforcement elders, they saw the man in black robe slowly raise his hand and take out a token engraved with a talisman from his arms.

The token flickered slightly, emitting a unique aura.

This aura was instantly noticed by the two disciples. They widened their eyes and tried hard to see the appearance of the token clearly.

Both of them had excellent eyesight and were able to quickly see the patterns and runes on the token.

At the same time, they seemed to have comprehended some important information, and expressions of sudden enlightenment appeared on their faces.

One of the disciples bent down without hesitation and saluted respectfully, saying, "Junior greets Senior Master of Youying Tower!"

The other disciple also woke up as if from a dream and hurriedly followed suit to pay his respects.