Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 87

[Chapter 87]

But everyone in the Sword Sect knows that in every Sword Sect’s arsenal, there is at least one inner door elder who has reached the level of the Innate Great Grandmaster. The mysterious and unpredictable inscription formation method engraved by high-level inscription masters, the guards here are really impregnable.

Follow the bluestone steps of the sword tower arsenal to the entrance.

Ding Hao saw an elderly old man with gray hair, sitting quietly on a bamboo and rattan lounge chair under the shade of a tree at the entrance of the ancient pagoda, holding an unknown ancient book in blue thread, reading it with relish.

The mottled sunlight shone down along the shade of the tree, and the withered yellow rattan chair swayed squeakly.

This is a scene full of vicissitudes of life.

“En? Named disciple? Want to enter the arsenal?” Sensing that someone was coming, the white-haired old man asked softly. He didn’t raise his head, and still read quietly.

Ding Hao said respectfully, “Ding Hao, a named disciple of the Eastern Courtyard of Qingshan, came to the arsenal to select the secrets of Xuan Gong according to the sect’s reward.”

“Oh?” The white-haired old man finally raised his head.

This is a very ordinary face, not the imaginary crane-haired childish face, nor domineering, with wrinkles carved by the years, and even a yellow eye mucus at the corner of the eye.

However, there was a suffocating light flashing in those seemingly cloudy eyes.

This seems to show that the old man in front of him is not a simple character.

He stared at Ding Hao, looked up and down, examined it, nodded slightly, showing a hint of approval, nodded and said: “Okay, go in, remember, you have two hours to choose the secret book, and you can’t Climb up to the fourth floor and above.”

Ding Hao nodded: “Thank you, Elder.”

“En.” The old white-haired old man nodded, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and said, “By the way, you can choose three secret art books.”

“Ah?” Ding Hao was stunned: “But…Elder, according to the sect’s reward regulations, it seems…I can only choose one.”

“You are quite honest, not bad.” The old man raised his head with a smile, but suddenly his face suddenly turned to the side, blowing his beard and staring: “I am happy today, old man, and I will give you two extra places, why? Don’t you want it?”

Ding Hao immediately ran inside, “If you want to, thank you elders, the disciples are very grateful.”

“It’s strange, why did the guardian elder give himself two more places to choose? Do I look like his long-lost relative?”

Ding Hao thought happily and entered the [Sword Tower Arsenal].

Apart from the entrance, there is no other way to enter the [Sword Tower Arsenal], not even a window, but with the ingenious means of a high-level inscription master, it looks spacious and bright inside, and the surrounding walls are blue-yellow, emitting a The faint orange-yellow shroud, like an oil lamp, illuminates the entire space and is spotless.

I don’t know why, today is not the closing day, but in the [Sword Tower Arsenal], except for Ding Hao, there is not a single person.

The first thing that comes into view is the rows of bookshelves made of orange-yellow ancient wood.

The bookshelves are filled with densely packed ancient booklets.

“[Vigorously Open Monument Hands], [Tiger Roaring Fist Technique], [Cross Swords], [Slashing in the Wind], [Dragon Yin Spear Technique], [Stunning Steps], [Pui Xuan Jue]…”

Ding Hao glanced over and saw the names of these pamphlets.

It’s all mystical secrets.

Ding Hao suddenly had a dazzling illusion.

This is a fake Xuan Gong secret book. It is fully placed on the first floor of the entire [Arsenal Sword Tower], like a sea of books, dazzling, and Ding Hao suddenly feels like a country bumpkin entering the city.

“Cut, don’t look at the names of the books so bluffing, in fact, they are all scraps that barely enter the rank, and some are not even entering the rank. It’s really ignorant to see you as a worthless fellow. .” The disdainful voice of Jianzu came from his mind.

Along the way, Lord Daozu also despised Ding Hao for a while.

“Little Dingzi, you can read it carefully. The pamphlets on the first floor are all very rough secrets, many of them are from the bad street, and some are barely able to enter the rank, yes. For you, it’s useless, don’t look at it, just go to the second floor.” After taunting for a while, Jianzu gave a serious suggestion.

Ding Hao nodded, without any hesitation, found the stairs and walked towards the second floor.

Stepping up to the thirty-sixth floor, you will reach the second floor of the [Sword Tower Arsenal].

From the first impression, the space on the second floor is slightly smaller than that on the first floor. There are ten huge red bookshelves made of golden nanmu wood neatly placed in the space. Or the sophistication of the craftsmanship, these bookshelves are countless times more precious and finer than the bookshelves on the first floor.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, which makes people more sober, and it is estimated that it also has the effect of preventing insects.

“[Blood Flame Art], [Vajra Body Technique], [Strong Tiger King Fist], [Yu Niu Three-Shock Style], [Chasing Electricity Zhonggong Sword], [Nine-Nine Breaking Heaven Sword], [Sixteen Sword Art] , [Flaming Sword]…”

This time, Ding Hao’s mood has calmed down a lot. After scanning the bookshelf for a while, he found that the secret books stored on the second floor were much stronger than the first floor. achievement.

However, even so, most of the books on this floor were low-rank and middle-rank, which meant little to Ding Hao today.

After thinking about it, Ding Hao didn’t hesitate, and went straight to the third floor of the [Sword Tower Arsenal].

“Huh? There seems to be some kind of restriction here.” The first time he stepped on the third floor, Ding Hao felt his shoulders sink, and the gravity seemed to have increased several times in an instant. Ordinary people would definitely stumble when entering this place. Not standing still.

The fragrance in the air is more intense.

Compared with the second layer, the area of the third layer is about doubled.

In the middle of the space, there are six huge jade bookcases, exuding a faint cyan fluorescence. The collection of books is about 600 sides, and each book is packed in a small golden nanmu box, which is carefully protected. .

On the surface of the small box, with exquisite and unparalleled knife craftsmanship, lines of fine and tiny characters are engraved, introducing the grade, power, attributes and other general introductions of the books in the box.

This was the highest floor that Ding Hao was allowed to come up to.

“Well, it’s time to choose the secret art book that suits you on this floor.”

Ding Hao let out a sigh of relief, restrained his excitement, came to the front of the jade bookcase, and took out the first wooden box placed on it.