Countless classics fill the starry sky in front of you, densely filled with numbness on your scalp.

Although Yi Qianmo's spiritual consciousness was exhausted, he could use the mind tower to extract it from the mind power well. With his current realm, this is not difficult.

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, hundreds of thousands of volumes of classics were easily engraved into the sea of ​​consciousness. When he was reading in the Palace of the West King of Heaven, he had nearly 100,000 miles of scriptures.

And the scriptures here are more than ten times that of a heaven, let alone some of the jade slips burned.

As time passed, Mu Zixin found that a light suddenly appeared on Yi Qianmo's body, especially a halo appeared behind his head.

And those classics are passing by rapidly!

"What kind of freak is this guy? He can read it so quickly!"

Mu Zixin couldn't believe it.

Even when Lao Zhou came, she didn't think he could read it at such a fast speed. This proves that Yi Qianmo's mental power exceeded Lao Zhou.

What she didn't know was that Yi Qianmo's speed was so fast, because his mind power had been transformed into a higher level of spiritual consciousness.

This is something that only alchemists in the three thousand worlds can have. No matter how strong Lao Zhou is, he cannot surpass the limit that this world can reach.

As the classics were read quickly, Yi Qianmo felt that his accumulation was getting richer, and his mind tower was gradually increasing as he read.

Originally, the third level was nearly half, but with the reading, the third level seemed to be fully formed...

One hour...two hours...

One day...two days...three days...

In the whole ten days, the classics in front of Yi Qianmo finally decreased. After he read them quickly, the starry sky soon returned to its original state.

When the last jade slip disappeared, Mu Zixin looked at him with a little hairy look and couldn't help but sigh, "Are you a human?"

Yi Qianmo let out a long breath, and countless symbols of scriptures flashed in his pupils. After about a moment, it gradually disappeared and returned to the clear and bright light.

"Of course I am a human being." Yi Qianmo replied.

Instead of leaving, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to digest these recorded scriptures. It was one thing to burn, and it was another thing to digest.

This made Mu Zixin very worried and said, "If you don't leave now, you may not have a chance to leave if you want to leave. The Master of Wuji Pavilion should be back soon. They will definitely inform the Wuji Immortal Emperor!"

"Why don't you think I'm leaving?"

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "I am waiting for this Wuji Pavilion Master. As for the Wuji Immortal Emperor... If he comes, I want to fight with him too!"

Mu Zixin was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, and said, "You have never been here and have not planned to leave, right?"

"I can't leave. Although the Ninth Heaven is great, if the Immortal Emperor wants to kill me, even if I hide in the First Heaven, I will be strangled by them!"

Yi Qianmo smiled and said, "Since that's the case, why don't I quickly accumulate strength and fight with them, so I will die, and I will die happily!"

The incident of being summoned before made Yi Qianmo judge that he didn't have much time.

Then he made the decision to rob Lailai Wuji Pavilion. In addition to having enough elixirs here for him to practice, he could also avenge Lao Zhou.

If you are chased by the Immortal Emperor and choose the battlefield in Wuji Pavilion, you can also disgust the other party.

From entering here, he was just taking a gamble. As for leaving?

Unless it is proved that the Immortal Emperor cannot kill him, he will choose to escape. Otherwise, he will run away now, and that will be a dead end.

But he didn't know that the person who summoned him was Xuanyuan, and the nine immortal emperors had already gone to seclusion to practice.

"It's his luck for the old man to have a disciple like you!"

Mu Zixin said, "It is not like the ungrateful person, Wuji evil thief, who becomes the Immortal Emperor, and throws away his brotherhood completely, thinking about himself in his mind."

"Don't praise me like that. If you praise me again, I will go to heaven."

Yi Qianmo said.

"I said you were hypocritical before, but I was wrong. Master's wife apologizes to you here."

Mu Zixin said, "Compared with the Wuji evil thief, you are simply the biggest good person in the world."

"I'll go!"

Yi Qianmo was covered in goosebumps and said, "Compared to what you said just now, I still like you to say that I am hypocritical. After all, you don't have to take any responsibility. If you say what you are saying now, if I can't beat those immortal emperors, wouldn't that be sorry for your expectations?"

"Come on, do you care what we think?" Mu Zixin said angrily.

"care!"

Yi Qianmo suddenly looked solemn and said, "I care about what I care about, or what I care about, everyone's opinions."

Mu Zixin was silent. After a while, she suddenly said, "If you can't win, we will never survive!"

"Then I... must win!"

Yi Qianmo said gritting his teeth.

As the classics continued to be digested, he felt that his vision became wider and wider.

By reading thousands of books, you can see through the essence of the world. And Yi Qianmo reads more than ten thousand books?

When one after another, his vision has indeed changed. In addition to the various alchemy techniques of Wujige, these books also have many history and experiences of alchemy creation.

It can be said that as long as there are these classics, even without the alchemist of Wuji Pavilion, he can still create another Wuji Pavilion.

In addition to alchemy, there are countless other classics in Wuji Pavilion, including secrets of martial arts, and even the entire history of the fairyland.

Among these countless classics, Yi Qianmo saw records about celestial tools, but it was just a brief introduction, saying that in the era of creating the world, the first emperor created celestial tools, terrestrial tools and human tools in order to stabilize the world.

The heavenly weapon is controlled by the way of heaven, hanging at the highest point of the heaven, and the earthly weapon is controlled by the dragon spirit, located in the deepest part of the earth, suppressing the earth's veins, and the human weapon is scattered in the sky...

This record ends here, and since then, there has been no record of these three instruments.

"An era that created the world?"

Yi Qianmo thought to himself, "This is right! The highest point in the heavens? It's not the ninth level, that's the tenth level! If you can win this battle, you will definitely go to the ninth level!"

As the last book was digested, the entire fairyland had no secrets for him, and all the history of the fairyland was clarified by him.

However, many of the things recorded in these classics are deliberately seen by people, and the parts that cannot be seen are the real history of the fairyland.

But this is no longer important. As long as he has the strength to catch up with the nine immortal emperors, he will definitely know everything.

As the last volume of the classics was read, Yi Qianmo's sea of ​​consciousness underwent earth-shaking changes. The hanging tower of thought suddenly rose up, and advanced from the two towers to the three towers.

His spiritual consciousness was almost transformed into substance. If he had to break the opponent's psychological defense before setting up the dark domain, then his dark domain can now penetrate directly into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness and influence the opponent's will.
Chapter completed!