Ghost Emperor Becomes God

"Have you noticed that you are the only spiritual disciple in the entire Lingtian Palace?" Ao Ce transmitted the message.

Cen Gan recalled and nodded. Indeed, the lowest level here is spiritual master.

“So,” Ao Ce continued, “the Asking Stone initially thought you were young, so it specifically asked about your birthday. Then it thought you were only a spiritual disciple at the age of eight, and at best you were just an ordinary person, so it couldn’t help you.

So it thinks that whether you can become an immortal depends entirely on luck, and then it subsidizes you with 100,000 contributions, which proves that being able to enter Lingtian Palace is a kind of immortal fate. "

"That's right," Li Qingliang said with a smile, "One hundred thousand contributions is definitely a great opportunity to become an immortal. I think you can understand most of the techniques in the Sutra Library."

"In that case," Cen Gan said, "I will follow the guidance of the Dao Stone and go to the Sutra Library to try my luck."

Several people went to the Sutra Library through the teleportation array.

The Sutra Repository is located on a tall mountain, the entire mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is a painting carved at the foot of the mountain, two people high. Just like the memorial archway of Lingtian Palace, it is clearly a painting, without a single word written on it: Sutra Repository.

Cen Gan was thinking secretly at this moment: "Is it possible that I see it as the Sutra Repository, but others see it as something else, for example..."

"We have arrived at the Gongfa Pavilion!" Li Qingliang transmitted his voice: "I will not go in. My Gongfa master has already been selected. You can go in and exchange for the Gongfa you want."

Cen Gan resisted the urge to laugh and went in with Ao Ce and Xiao Feng.

Although the Sutra Library is in the mountain, it does not feel dark or dull at all. A ray of strong light shines down from the top. In the middle are several wooden lofts, and books are surrounded by wooden stairs.

On the surrounding mountains, there are jade stone steps winding upwards. Each stone step is one person high and there is a jade slip on each side.

It seems that every book and every jade slip here emits a special light, making the Sutra Repository as bright as day.

Cen Gan took a look and found that all the books and jade slips here should not be duplicated.

There is a registration desk at the entrance of each staircase. If you have already selected a book, you can check it directly at the registration desk.

With the recommendation of Daoshi, Ao Ce and Xiao Feng went directly to several registration offices to inquire about the contributions required for the books.

Sure enough, the contribution they needed for the skills they needed was not high, only about 10,000 for the two of them. Cen Gan wanted to brush his own contribution for them, but they all wanted to wait for Cen Gan to choose the skills they wanted first.

Cen Gan walked up the stairs one by one, looking at them one by one, but none of them made him feel that it was the one at first glance.

After entering the Sutra Library, Cen Gan had a hunch that he would be able to find the martial arts he wanted.

Cen Gan gave part of the contribution to Ao Ce and Xiao Feng and said, "You guys should take the skills you need first. I don't think I'm that fast yet."

Ao Ce and the other two wanted to refuse, but Cen Gan continued to send a message: "If I choose a technique I like and my contribution is not enough, we can go and earn it together."

The two had no choice but to change their skills and returned to the dormitory with Li Qingliang.

The Sutra Library is open 24 hours a day and provides free food and water. Cen Gan decided to stay in the Sutra Library until he found the skills he needed.

At night, the library became even quieter, and the strong light in the library turned into starlight, creating a special kind of quiet beauty.

Thinking that he still had a lot of time, Cen Gan simply stopped at every step and read the introduction of each book.

Three days passed, and Cen Gan still hadn't found it...

A week passed and Cen Gan found nothing...

On the evening of the tenth day, Cen Gan sat on a step, closed his eyes, and quietly thought about where exactly he wanted to find it.

Suddenly, he felt that the atmosphere in the Sutra Library had changed. Although it was still very quiet, it seemed as if everything had stopped.

He opened his eyes and seemed to see human figures floating down from the moonlight on the top of the mountain and flying to a dark corner.

In Cen Gan's impression, there were no books or stairs in this corner. He had never set foot there before because there was no light there either during the day or at night. It was a corner that was not illuminated by light and was not very big.

Cen Gan followed those figures and walked to the corner, where he found an extra sign: Abandoned Sutra Pavilion.

Note on the sign: The scriptures here are all incomplete, waste books, and forbidden techniques. They cannot be practiced. If you force yourself to practice, you will bear the consequences. It can be seen on a full moon. The books inside can only be read before dawn and cannot be exchanged or taken out. If there are any unsolved questions, please refer to the scriptures in the pavilion yourself. The elders of the Dao Pavilion and Lingtian Palace are not allowed to interpret them.

Cen Gan stepped in and found a different world here.

Inside was a deep cave, where the light from the library could not shine in. There were countless fireflies clinging to the stone walls, emitting a dreamy, colorful light. On the stone walls of the cave, books and jade slips were neatly arranged.

Cen Gan had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery and began to read the brief introductions to the scriptures.

Soon, a book titled "The Art of Controlling Objects" attracted his attention.

Object Controlling Technique: No rank. This book mainly talks about how to control wind, water, people, tools and all things through the cultivation, control and coordination of Qi, spirit and soul. Note: The cultivation speed of this book is extremely slow, requiring the practitioner to have a strong physique, spirit and soul, and no requirements for cultivation.

Cen Gan quickly copied the book into his sea of ​​consciousness, went back to study it slowly, and then moved on to the next one.

A jade slip emitting blue light caught his attention, he picked it up and read: the true explanation of refining. At this time, he discovered a problem, Lingtian Palace actually did not have a refining course.

Cen Gan completely immersed his spiritual consciousness in the true meaning of refining equipment. A few large characters floated into his sea of ​​consciousness and revolved around the origin stone of his sea of ​​consciousness: release, hammer, beat, melt, condense, and bestow.

Afterwards, Cen Gan's consciousness was completely repelled by the jade slip. When he wanted to investigate again, the jade slip reminded him: The power has been passed on and cannot be passed on anymore!

Cen Gan continued to look down, and a transparent jade slip attracted his attention.

He saw the introduction next to it: Great God's Art, Super God-level Kung Fu. Any disciple of Lingtian Palace who practices this Kung Fu will perish, and it is listed as a forbidden book.

Cen Gan looked at the empty space in front of him. There was no jade slip. It should be an invisible jade slip. There was a jade slip-sized space in the middle of the surrounding fireflies, indicating the existence of the jade slip.

Cen Gan placed his hand on the jade slip, extended his spiritual sense, and a white light entered his spiritual sense.

The great god's technique: those who want to achieve something quickly shall first fail to achieve their goal. Gather your body, breath, mind and soul, and it will be achieved in an instant. If your mind is focused, then your body, breath, mind and soul will all be achieved.

Cen Gan wanted to continue watching, but he heard an old voice reminding him: The Yin hour has arrived, all gods retreat. The figures that Cen Gan had seen before flew past him, flew out of the Abandoned Sutra Pavilion, and left along the way they came.

Cen Gan also hurriedly left the Wasted Scripture Pavilion, and did not notice that a white figure entered his body as he passed by.

When he reached the door of the Abandoned Scripture Pavilion, Cen Gan felt as if his whole body was frozen and he could not move. An old voice sounded in his ears: The scriptures in the Abandoned Scripture Pavilion must not be taken out!