Above the source of Tao

A stick of incense passed slowly, and finally, the surface of the silver mirror began to emit a soft light.

Yun Changan's eyes flashed with excitement, and he couldn't help but say, "It's time."

There was a hint of anticipation in his voice that was hard to conceal.

Not long after, a figure appeared in the silver mirror. This figure was very illusory and his features could not be seen clearly. Only vaguely could one see a group of green smoke that looked like a human figure. It was a disciple who was chosen. He dropped a drop of his blood into the Sutra Repository Pagoda, and his spiritual consciousness would enter the Pagoda to choose his own martial arts.

Yun Changan learned that the rule of entering the Sutra Library through the silver mirror is that only one person can enter at a time, and each person must enter after the previous person has made his choice. This discovery surprised him a little, because he originally thought that as long as he dripped blood on the silver mirror, he could directly enter the Sutra Library. Unexpectedly, they had to enter one by one.

After a long wait, about an hour later, Yun Changan was already drowsy from waiting. His patience was almost exhausted. Just when he was about to complain, the silver mirror lit up again. He knew that this time it was his turn. "Here it comes, it's finally my turn."

Yun Chang'an quickly stood up, placed his identity token on the silver mirror, then took out a dagger, lightly scratched his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and carefully dripped it on the silver mirror.

Not long after, Yun Chang'an felt dizzy, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled into another space.

"This must be the legendary Sutra Library Pagoda. It is indeed extraordinary." Yun Changan thought to himself.

"You have one stick of incense time to enter the door and stand on the high platform in the middle. You can choose three skills. Remember not to take more than one. If you violate the rules, you will be severely punished and the skills you took will be confiscated. Now, you can go in." An ethereal voice came into Yun Chang'an's mind.

Yun Changan immediately expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for your guidance, senior." He clasped his hands together and responded loudly towards the empty space. Then, a door made of black iron appeared in his sight. He walked forward, pushed the iron door open, and stepped into it.

The scene inside the tower amazed Yun Chang'an. The center of the towering tower was hollowed out, and a huge platform was located in the center, on which an exquisite and complex pattern was engraved. Surrounding it were layers of bookshelves, storing countless books and jade slips.

Yun Changan roughly counted and found that there were seventy-two floors in total. The higher he went, the fewer books there were on the bookshelves.

At the top, there were many bubbles floating, but at the bottom, Yun Changan could not see clearly what was contained in those bubbles.

Yun Chang'an's body was very flexible. He jumped up and landed steadily on the platform. When his feet were firmly on the platform, the platform sensed that someone was standing on it, so it began to rise slowly.

As the platform slowly rose, many books and jade slips began to fly around Yun Chang'an. The platform did not stop rising because of the flying of the books. It rose steadily layer by layer until it reached the 72nd floor, when the platform finally stopped.

But as the platform rose, some of the books at the lower places gradually stopped moving towards Yun Chang'an, and instead returned to their original places and became quiet.

Only then did Yun Chang'an see clearly that those floating bubbles contained many colorful gas masses, among which were various martial arts books, jade slips and treasures. The book covers looked much more noble than the books below.

Yun Changan carefully counted the bubbles and said, "There are one hundred and eight techniques here."

However, those skills did not float around Yun Chang'an like the books below, but just stayed there quietly without any movement.

Yun Changan carefully selected those martial arts books, and saw a common martial arts called "The Remaining Sun Fist" that caught his eye. This martial arts book did not have a gorgeous cover, nor did it have complicated decorations. It was just like an ordinary martial arts book, lying there quietly, waiting for someone to discover it.

Just a glance. Yun Changan felt that this martial art was somewhat familiar, as if he could sense that the "Settling Sun Fist" was calling him.

"Just choose it."

So, Yun Chang'an accepted this martial arts technique. Fairy Shichen asked me to choose a boxing or palm technique, and this martial arts technique is just right.

After choosing "The Remaining Sun Fist", Yun Chang'an selected a martial arts technique called "The Zhengyang Sword Technique" from the bookshelf on the 60th floor.

Then he saw a mysterious level martial arts technique called "Illustrated Guide of All Things", but just when Yun Changan was about to choose this technique, a white bubble floated over in the sky.

It floated straight in front of Yun Changan, as if saying, "Choose me."

Yun Changan thought that since this technique was at the highest level, it should be of extremely high quality, so he simply gave up the Xuan-level technique "Illustrated Guide of All Things" and chose the technique in front of him.

At first, this martial art was hidden in an inconspicuous corner. It was not until it floated in front of Yun Chang'an that he noticed its existence. His eyes finally stopped on this martial art called "Daoyuan". After breaking the transparent bubble, Yun Chang'an reached out and picked up the "Daoyuan" martial art. The cover of this martial art had turned yellow, and it had obviously gone through the baptism of time.

After choosing these three techniques, the ethereal voice sounded again, "Have you chosen your technique?"

Yun Changan then displayed the three skills in front of him and showed them to the voice.

"Are you sure you want to choose this "Daoyuan" technique? This technique is incomplete. Don't you plan to change it?" asked the ethereal voice.

"Disciple has made his choice. This technique is destined to be with me, and I don't want to change it." Yun Chang'an raised his head, looked towards the voice, and answered without any hesitation.

"Well."

The voice did not try to dissuade him further, but simply spoke without any hesitation.

Yun Chang'an only felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in his room.

"Have you chosen?"

"Already chosen."

After saying that, Yun Changan smiled slightly and handed the three skills he had selected to Fairy Shichen to check.

"These two volumes of "Residual Sun Fist" and "True Sun Sword Technique" are very suitable for you now. The techniques are not difficult to understand and are quite powerful. However, this "Daoyuan" technique is a bit special. You may not be able to fully master it with your current level of cultivation."

Yun Chang'an has now obtained three sets of skills. One of them is not enough for him to comprehend with his current level of cultivation, but he can practice the other two slowly.