Bang!

Yue Lin put all the books back on the bookshelf, and completely blocked the old woman's gloomy and terrifying face.

"What I really want to read is, can you help me find the books that Lennon saw at that time?"

"Do you have no interest in food, clothing, housing and transportation, the most basic need for human society to survive?" The old woman's voice sounded again from behind the bookshelf, as if she was a little ridiculous.

"No interest, to be precise, there is no interest now."

"I'm very straightforward to answer, so let me ask you another question, do you know what impact will it have on your future life if you step into an area that you can't understand?"

"For me, it has no impact. Even if there is, it will be a positive impact on the positive development." Yue Lin smiled. Now this life that has nowhere to work and is difficult to change is the greatest torture for him.

The voice of the old woman in black came from behind the third bookshelf, "Where is that young man named Lennon, how is he doing now? I hope this lucky but pitiful young man has not been driven crazy by the sudden upheaval."

"Lennon is very good and calm now. I don't know if he has gone crazy before, but from now on, I can say with certainty that he will never go crazy again."

"Your words...I am confused."

Yue Lin said calmly, "I mean, that guy named Lennon is dead, so he will definitely not go crazy again."

“……………, since that’s the case, good luck.”

boom!

There was a sudden burst of flowers in front of Yue Lin's eyes. Three rows of bookshelf were gone, and the terrifying old woman was gone. There was only a half-person-tall altar made of white bones in front of him.

On the altar is a book that seems to be soaked in blood.

On the cover of the book, there were densely packed eyes full of living eyes, countless eyeballs rolling, looking at Yue Lin standing in front of them.

Yue Lin reached out to touch the edge of the book, and instantly felt his mental power pouring into the book like a river breaking through the dam.

Blood flowed out from the pages, and soon the half of the white bone altar was soaked in scarlet color. The countless eyes on the cover seemed to be greatly moisturized, blinking more frequently.

Yue Lin remained silent and quietly increased the output of his mental power.

For him, he had the main body hidden in the war space, and this level of mental power transmission was simply drizzle, far from being able to hurt his muscles and bones.

finally......

The entire bone altar turned red.

The upper half of the ancient book in the center of the altar exploded into countless pieces without any warning at this moment.

In each piece of fragment, there was a rolling eyeball. They were flying, rotating, and hitting Yue Lin's body hard.

Yue Lin reached out his hand like lightning and pinched a piece of debris that flew to his eyes.

It was actually not physical, and there was no feeling when the fingers touched it, and it disappeared directly on the skin of the middle and index fingers.

Then there were other fragments, whistling towards his body, and then disappeared.

What does this mean?

Whether it was successful or failed is a question that needs further in-depth discussion.

But before studying the problem of success and failure, there is another more urgent problem that needs to be solved by Yue Lin.

"Hey man, are you okay?"

The librarian who had stuffed money before shook his fingers in front of him, his face full of worry and fear.

Yue Lin took a deep breath and then realized that he was standing inside the door marked with the debris room, and his right hand was still keeping the door closed.

He opened the door of the debris room halfway, and it was piled with various building materials and tools inside, but the innermost wall was smooth and there was no door he had ever walked into.

"Brother, you stood here for the whole morning without even moving. Are you okay?"

Perhaps because of the excessive tip, the librarian was really anxious after finding that Yue Lin was motionless for a long time. If he couldn't even wake up his voice, he would have the idea of ​​asking a doctor to come and rescue him.

"Is it already noon?" Yue Lin pinched his eyebrows, and his head was still a little dizzy until now. This was not because of the excessive consumption of mental power, but because the transformation of different scenes was too abrupt, and the senses of this body had not fully adapted to it in a short period of time.

"Yes, I'm going to change shifts to have dinner soon. As long as you're fine, thank goodness."

The librarian breathed a sigh of relief and patted Yue Lin on the shoulder.

Yue Lin suppressed his thoughts of getting away and smiled, "Since that's the case, I'll treat you to a meal. I'm not very familiar with the surroundings. I'd like to ask you to introduce what special foods are around you."

It is necessary to establish a good relationship with this librarian. He may come here a few more times in the future. It is easy to have such an acquaintance.

After dinner, Yue Lin went straight back to the hotel and closed his room to start digesting today's harvest.

There is an additional method of spiritual power cultivation in his consciousness.

This shows that the experience in the library is not illusory. The library behind the dark corridor and the weird old woman inside must exist, but it exists in a way he doesn't understand yet.

The name of the practice method is very long and difficult to pronounce.

Yue Lin directly abandoned it and gave it a new name that was convenient for memory.

Fantasy Fist.

Or its full name, Phoenix Fantasy Fist.

Although this method of using mental power to attack is somewhat similar to the Immortal Sect's martial arts, the Immortal Demon Fist is by no means a method of practicing the Immortal Sect. Strictly speaking, it can only be regarded as a means of purely relying on mental power to kill, and it is just suitable for Yue Lin to use.

The mysterious energy reserves in the war space trembled slightly, and then began to surge wildly.

With the infusion of mysterious energy, a needle that was thinner than the hair was countless times thinner and began to slowly form, and finally slowly merged into the void in front of Yue Lin's eyes.

"The upper limit of mental power in this world is so high that it has reached a level that it can be substantively."

Yue Lin was slightly surprised and continued to pour the mysterious energy into it without stopping.

The fine needles of mental power that only Yue Lin could see grew rapidly and quickly developed to about five or six centimeters in length. They could also fly and rotate quickly in the void that could not be observed with the naked eye according to his intentions.

Half an hour passed, Yue Lin wiped away the blood from his eyes and nose, and silently stopped his actions to continue to improve the level of the magical demon fist.

After elevating that cultivation method to the first stage, he has reached the limit that his body and brain can bear now.
Chapter completed!