Chapter 949 Library

Entering the stone tower, Lanling suddenly looked around;

"Hey, why isn't the poor grandpa here?" Lan Ling looked at the empty hall on the first floor of the stone tower and said strangely;

"Little guy, why are you looking for your poor grandpa?" An old voice came from the second floor, and soon, an old man in a white robe came down slowly from the second floor, holding a piece of bright red in his hand. Kimpa!

"Hey, isn't this mother's brocade handkerchief? Why is it here with poor grandpa?" Lan Ling's eyes were suddenly attracted by the brocade handkerchief in the old man's hand, and asked curiously;

"Hehe, this was accidentally left behind by your mother when she came here before. The poor grandpa knew you were coming, so he brought it here specially, and asked you to take it back to your mother!"

The old man looked at Lan Ling with kind eyes, and handed over the Jinpa, but he didn't look at Song Jian beside her, as if he was air.

"Grandpa Poor, this is my good friend Song Jian. I want to take him to the library for a while. You know, he is a human being, and he likes it very much..." Lan Ling took the hand of the old man in white robe, while Shaking while coquettishly saying;

"Okay, let's go, but it's only enough for a cup of tea!" The old man rolled his eyes at Song Jian, nodded and said;

"Poor grandpa, he is my best friend, and he gave you back... Hey, what did you say, did you allow us to go up?" Lan Ling froze for a moment, and couldn't believe her ears;

"Hey, who makes the poor grandpa like you the most, go up, remember, there is only time for a cup of tea!" The white-robed old man glared at Song Jian and snorted coldly;

This glance immediately made Song Jian fall into the abyss, and a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the blood like waves gushed towards Song Jian, drowning him in an instant;

A clear current surged in his mind and spread throughout his body. Song Jian suddenly woke up from the hallucination. A look from the old man almost killed Song Jian. Only then did Song Jian realize that the killing intent on the old man was strong. It is as substantial as it is, but it is difficult for ordinary people to feel its existence;

"This is a strong man whose strength is by no means lower than that of the old tortoise Wangyuehe. At least he is at the peak of the third-level combat power. No, this old man should have surpassed the third-level combat power!" Song Jian wiped the hair on his forehead. Cold sweat, thought to myself;

"Hey, the young man has good willpower!" A strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said softly: "Go up, you only have a cup of tea, and when the time is up, you will be kicked out automatically! And don't be greedy, you just You can choose one sword technique, but if you choose more than one, you will not be able to learn it!"

After finishing speaking, the old man went to the side and sat down without even looking at the two of them, with his eyes slightly closed, he drank his tea;

"Go, go!" Lan Ling was afraid that the old man would repent, and hurriedly pulled Song Jian towards the second floor;

Seeing Lan Ling pulling Song Jian in a hurry, the old man sighed secretly and shook his head;

Song Jian was pulled by Lan Ling to climb the stone ladder, feeling as if he had passed through a faint light curtain, and suddenly entered an extremely vast space;

This place is like a super huge hall. The surrounding walls are covered with bookshelves more than ten meters high. The bookshelves are full of books. In the center of the hall, books of strange shapes are randomly piled up. The ten-meter mountain of books, from time to time there are books falling from the top, it looks like a pile of garbage, no one cares at all;

"Huh, really, don't those guys know how to return to their original positions after reading the book? Hmph, next time I see them, I must beat them hard!" Lan Ling looked at the book mountain in front of him, suddenly angry road;

"Where is the sword technique you mentioned?" Song Jian asked;

"It's here?" Lan Ling took a strange look at Song Jian and said, "The number of books in Lanzhi's library exceeds 100,000 volumes, and there are few people who pay attention to it. The poor grandfather is so lazy that he knows how to drink every day, so It’s a mess here, if you want any book, you can only find it yourself!”

"With a cup of tea, you can find the sword technique I need from so many books?" Song Jian opened his eyes wide and said with a look of disbelief, "Are you kidding me?"

"I can help too!" Lan Ling nodded and said;

"Then let's start quickly, we have wasted a lot of time!" Song Jian finished speaking, and directly cast the sword shadow clone, and an identical Song Jian emerged, and the two Song Jian were facing the bookshelves in two directions. Looking for it, it is obviously impossible to go through the pile of books now, and the fastest way is to quickly browse the books on the bookshelf;

But if the swordsmanship books are really in that pile of books, Song Jian has no choice but to say that his luck is too bad;

"Analysis of advanced forging techniques, the forging level can be increased by 10 levels after use, and the highest level can only be increased to the expert level..."

"Thirty-six thousand kinds of herbal medicine identification and analysis methods can greatly improve the level of collection skills after use, and at the same time affect the success rate of medicine refining skills. Must a master herbalist be qualified to study?"

"Anatomy specializes in nine methods. After using it, you can master a special planing technique. There is a certain chance that the planing technique will be advanced into a decomposition technique. You need a master-level planing technique to learn it!"

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For players, the Laneige Bookstore is indeed like a treasure trove. There are various skill books in it. In addition to life professional skills, there are also a large number of other combat professional skills;

However, what Song Jian found was just ordinary swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship with the highest quality was similar to the sword finger or Tai Chi sword that he had learned before;

Not to mention a sword technique comparable to Wanjian Jue, even a skill comparable to Xuanyue Flowing Sword or Spiritual Walking was not found;

The time passed by every minute and every second, and the kung fu of a cup of tea was fifteen minutes. If he couldn't find a sword technique comparable to Wanjianjue, Song Jian could only choose a slightly weaker one;

Soon, three books of sword skills were placed in front of Song Jian, one was "Evil-Repelling Swordsmanship-Change" which could be practiced without going to the palace, and the other only had the broken knife style, broken arrow style, broken whip style, and broken sword technique. "Dugu Nine Swords - Remnant", and another "Xiaoyao Yufeng Swordsmanship" of dark gold quality.

"Hey, it seems that I can only choose the last book of Xiaoyao Yufeng Swordsmanship!" Song Jian read the three skills, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose the full version of Xiaoyao Yufeng Swordsmanship!

Just when Song Jian was about to study, Lan Ling, who had been rummaging through the mountains of books, suddenly let out a "huh"! Song Jian's hand trembled and almost slapped directly on the "Xiaoyao Yufeng Sword Art" in his hand;

"Song Jian, come and see, is this the skill book you need?" Lan Ling grabbed a skill book and shook it towards Song Jian. Song Jian looked up and his eyes lit up. The surface of the skill book actually exudes a faint purple-gold light.

"Legendary level, this turned out to be a legendary skill book!" Song Jian suddenly became happy, threw the "Xiaoyao Yufeng Swordsmanship" in his hand, and ran towards Lan Ling;

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