The next morning, Zhang Ling went to the Sutra Collection Library. This was where the sect kept its collection of classic secret techniques. He wanted to see if he could find a solution to the Soul-Devouring Insects within. The Hao Yuan Sect had been around for thousands of years, with many secret techniques and cultivation methods. He still had great hope for this. On an unremarkable low mountain, Zhang Ling walked up along the stone steps. There was a no-fly restriction here, so he could only walk up. Soon, he saw a seven-story black building. This was a pavilion that occupied a large area, each floor was three zhang high, located on the top of the mountain. The low mountain was Qianjun Mountain, and the black pavilion was the "Sutra Collection Library". The whole was built with millennium ironwood, with many runes engraved on it. Millennium ironwood was a low-level magic weapon refining material. Being related to magic weapons showed the sect's attention to this place. Such a large pavilion, the material alone could refine several magic weapons. This shows the profound heritage of the Hao Yuan Sect. Zhang Ling turned the information he had collected about the Sutra Collection Library in his mind, and then walked forward calmly. As soon as he stood in front of the pavilion, several divine senses swept over him. He couldn't help but feel nervous, but these divine senses quickly retracted. Zhang Ling was secretly surprised. He didn't know how many strong people were hidden in the open and in the dark. Zhang Ling took a few steps and was blocked by an invisible restriction. Then he raised his hand, and a yellow light flew out of his hand, floating to the empty space in front of him. The light was wrapped in a piece of brass token, which was his sect token. After a wave of space in front of him, a thin translucent mask appeared in front of him.
Then the mask fluctuated for a while, and a hole appeared that could allow one person to pass through. Zhang Ling flashed into it. Zhang Ling only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the surrounding scenery became blurred. Then a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he came to an unfamiliar hall. A white array under his feet flickered twice, turning into spiritual light and dissipating. He exclaimed in his heart, he was actually teleported directly into the Sutra Collection Library by the restriction. "This junior brother is a new disciple, is this your first time to the Sutra Collection Library?" Before he had time to observe where he had arrived, a voice rang in his ear. Hearing this, Zhang Ling quickly looked over and saw a white-faced man in his twenties sitting behind a mahogany square table looking at him. "Disciple Zhang Ling is here for the first time." "Haha, Junior Brother Zhang doesn't need to be too polite, just call me Senior Brother Yang." The white-faced man looked Zhang Ling up and down, then beckoned him to come over, and then checked his identity token. "The identity is correct. Senior Brother, are you here to check the classics and techniques?" Senior Brother Yang threw the token back to Zhang Ling and nodded to him and asked. "Yes." "The first floor of the Sutra Collection Library is open to all disciples, collecting the sect's cultivation methods and secret techniques for thousands of years. You can view and borrow them, or copy the cultivation methods and spells." Zhang Ling was overjoyed and looked around, but this was just a small room. Apart from Senior Brother Yang, he didn't see anyone else, nor did he see any books. "The first floor charges one low-grade spirit stone per day to view the books. Secondly, you are not allowed to take the original away from the Sutra Collection Library. If you want to copy the content, you need to pay a copy fee of ten spirit stones per copy." Senior Brother Yang looked at him and slowly said the relevant regulations. Zhang Ling's heart sank, he didn't expect there to be such rules. The fee is too high! Not to mention the copy fee of ten low-grade spirit stones, even the viewing fee of one spirit stone would make many casual cultivators flinch. A strange color flashed across Zhang Ling's face, but he still honestly patted his storage bag and took out a thumb-sized low-grade spirit stone. "Junior Brother Zhang, just stand there. I will send you into the Sutra Collection Library." Senior Brother Yang saw the spirit stone, waved his hand and put it away, and then pointed Zhang Ling to the center of the room. At this time, Zhang Ling realized that there was a circular, ancient array on the ground in the center of the room. It was engraved with mysterious runes that he couldn't understand. Teleportation array!
Zhang Ling stood in it, and saw Senior Brother Yang cast a few spells on the ground, and suddenly the array patterns under his feet lit up. "I see that the basic skills of my younger brother have been refined to the tenth level, and he is qualified to enter the second floor, where he may be better able to find what my younger brother needs." Looking at the formation on the ground, Tsk tsk in wonder, Senior Brother Yang's voice came leisurely. Zhang Ling clasped his fists at this person and was about to say thank you. The scene in front of him was dark, and then his head sank, and he appeared in a dimly lit place. Zhang Ling shook his head, recovered his senses, and looked around. This was a stone cave, and there was also the same teleportation array on the ground. "The passage in front is the first floor of the Sutra Collection Library." A cold voice came from behind him. Turning around, he saw that there was also a black-robed deacon disciple. This was a female cultivator, and this person did not even look at him. "Thank you." Zhang Ling scanned with his divine sense and saw a passage next to him and walked in. The passage was not long, only a dozen zhang away, and then he appeared in a space of thirty to forty zhang. This seemed to be in a mountain belly, surrounded by gray-white rocks. Many large and small moonstones were inlaid on it, illuminating the space. Rows of mahogany bookshelves appeared in front of him, with dozens of rows at a glance. He also saw some Qi refining cultivators checking books in it. Is this the Sutra Collection Library? It was quite different from what he thought. It seemed that the seven-story pavilion outside was just a decoration. Zhang Ling came to a wooden shelf and looked at the books on it. "Treatise on Harmonizing Things, Celestial Star Technique, Golden Needle Medical Theory, Hundred Crafts Mechanical Engineering." Zhang Ling flipped through it, and soon his face sank. The classics on the bookshelf were not the cultivation methods and spells he imagined, but books of mortal works. There are books on astronomy, medicine, and mechanical engineering. There are thirty to forty books on the bookshelf in front of me. Some of the classics are recorded in ancient bamboo slips. It looks like it has been around for a long time. The knowledge recorded in these books is classic and has great use for mortals. Taking a deep breath, he didn't believe that the Sutra Collection Library of a large sect only had these secular classics. Zhang Ling calmly walked to a bookshelf, randomly took out an old book, and carefully flipped through it. In a blink of an eye, he stayed on the first floor for two hours. Ninety percent of the books here are secular works. As long as you learn one or two of these books, you can gain a foothold among secular mortals, and wealth, prosperity, high positions, and generous salaries are absolutely guaranteed. But for cultivators, these are useless things, and he didn't come here to find these. However, he still patiently searched through these books. After another period of time, he saw a white jade carved bookshelf, which was quite bright. There were dozens of books on it, and Zhang Ling became interested and went over to check them out. Sharp Gold Technique, Golden Sun Qi Refining Technique, Everlasting Spring Technique, Thick Earth Technique, Blazing Flame Technique. There is also a black book with the words Hao Yuan Gong written on it. Cultivation techniques!