Martial Godly Emperor

However, this meant that he was already able to enter to look for cultivation and battle techniques. He was extremely excited.    

"Oh, I understand. You are a new core disciple."    

"A core disciple would have 1000 Sect Contribution Point every month, and since you are a new disciple, they would give you an extra 1000 Sect Contribution Point. In addition to Yang Ke Bo giving you 1000 Sect Contribution Point, that's why you have 3000 Sect Contribution Point."    

The black-robed middle-aged elder used a blue colored magic tool, the "Heaven Cloud Stone", to identify Meng Yu's token and deducted a thousand Sect Contribution Point before speaking.    

"As long as you deduct 1000 Contribution Points s, the books inside, whether it be honorary disciples or core disciples, can be read!"    

The green-robed elder laughed.    

Meng Yu's heart skipped a beat. This was slightly different from the other sects.    

According to his knowledge, there were many sects' cultivation methods and martial skills for different people to see. For example, honorary disciples could only see Spiritual Lower Grade, outer sect disciples could only see Spiritual Middle Grade, lower rank, but not inner sect disciples.    

Right now, there were no such restrictions on Heavenly Cloud Sect, which made Meng Yu a little excited.    

He thanked her and hurried inside.    

Entering the silver-white palace, Meng Yu finally understood how big the Scripture Pavilion was!    

It was a very high ceiling that overflowed with gold and silver. That was the light emitted by the formation!    

It was forty to fifty stories high, and more than a thousand meters wide.    

The rows of bookshelves were neat and wide, reaching up to the high ceiling!    

Furthermore, all of the bookshelves here are protected by formations, and every cultivation technique and battle technique manual is protected by a formation as well.    

In addition to him, there were two or three thousand disciples choosing their cultivation methods and martial skills.    

Everyone was carefully making their selection. It was very quiet.    

With so many disciples present, he didn't feel dejected or depressed, which showed just how broad the Scripture Pavilion was.    

Meng Yu looked at the lowest shelf of books at the front.    

There were many books that went all the way up.    

One by one, the titles glowed faintly in his clear eyes.    

"« Thunder Rain Arrow Art », this is an archery cultivation technique, Earth Middle Grade."    

"The 'Stone Array Arts' refers to formations."    

"This is the 'Storing Body Technique'? It is actually a beauty cultivation technique used by the Female Cultivator! "    

Meng Yu watched on the side as he walked. Along the way, he faced the sky, and even his neck started to feel sore.    

Suddenly.    

He felt as if his body had collided with an extremely soft place. Moreover, it had a very fleshy feel to it, and there was even a hint of a woman's fragrance coming from it!    

"Hey, why are you running around randomly!"    

A lady bellowed and pushed Meng Yu away.    

Meng Yu staggered back a few steps, only then did he manage to stand still.    

When he came back to his senses, he knew that he had just bumped into a female disciple.    

He turned his head and saw an incomparably beautiful face.    

The facial features of the little face were very delicate, the skin very white and tender, and the lips as red as blood!    

She turned out to be a beautiful lady!    

"Senior sister, I am truly sorry. I did not do it on purpose."    

He quickly apologized.    

The beautiful girl was around nineteen or twenty years old. She was dressed in red, gave Meng Yu a fierce glare, let out a cute snort, and pouted with her small mouth wide open in disdain, "There are always some idiots who want to eat female disciples' tofu in this kind of place!"    

She had heard many Female Cultivator s speak of this kind of thing before.    

He didn't expect that she would meet him today!    

She was such a noble and arrogant person. Even if there were many outstanding male disciples chasing after her, she would not spare them a glance.    

Today, she had actually let an honorary disciple, who did not have a Cultivation Level on her, touch her full chest. She was very angry.    

But Scripture Pavilion s were not allowed to fight here, there were elders lining up here! She could only bear with it.    

"Senior Sister, I really didn't do it on purpose."    

Meng Yu cupped his fists and bowed to her once again.    

Regardless of whether he did it on purpose or not, he had already eaten this proud beauty's tofu. It was necessary for him to apologize humbly.    

"Scram!"    

After saying that, the red-clothed beauty glared at Meng Yu with her beautiful eyes as clear as water, as she bit her red lips angrily and left.    

Fortunately, the beautiful senior sister did not pursue the matter and Meng Yu did not let the matter rest, after all, he did not do it on purpose.    

There were a lot of people here, following that, Meng Yu carefully avoided running into other people.    

"Humph!" The red-clothed beauty angrily moved her pair of slender and beautiful legs out of the Scripture Pavilion.    

A dozen or so Female Cultivator s noticed and followed her out, consoling her in whispers.    

But that red-clothed beauty was simply too angry. She didn't say a word.    

"Junior Sister Ling Wanqing! I didn't expect to meet you here! "It really is fate!"    

In front of him, a few Male Cultivator s walked up. In the middle, a handsome young master dressed in white walked up and greeted Junior Sister Ling Wanqing with a smile.    

The red-clothed beauty Ling Wanqing pouted her bright red lips. Ignoring the white-clothed youth, she walked past him with her head held high and her chest held high.    

"Junior Sister Ling Wanqing, what's wrong? Saying it out loud to let Senior Brother be happy! "Can I?"    

The young man calmly followed behind her, wanting to use his words to tease her.    

"Senior Brother Song Ming, your joke isn't funny. Senior Sister Ling just met a lecher and was very unhappy. Don't provoke her again."    

Amongst the Female Cultivator s that were following beside Senior Sister Ling, a girl in a blue dress said to the white clothed youth, Song Ming.    

"Oh? Is there such a thing? Someone actually dared to bully Junior Sister Ling? Which lecher was it? "    

Hearing the blue skirted lady's words, Song Ming became angry.    

Someone actually extended that filthy hand to his goddess? He did not know where Ling Wanqing had gotten so angry from!    

"A youth wearing white clothes, should be an honorary disciple. It's hard to tell what Cultivation Level he is wearing. That person's appearance is pretty delicate and pretty, with a bit of gentleness to it. He's carrying a long sword behind his back, you'll find that the moment you enter the place. "    

Hearing the blue dressed girl's words, Song Ming said, "Alright, I will wait at the Scripture Pavilion entrance today. The moment that person comes out, I will definitely capture him and teach him a ruthless lesson to help Junior Sister Ling Wanqing!"    

Before he finished speaking, Ling Wanqing had already left with the dozen or so Female Cultivator s.    

"As expected of the title of 'Princess Ao Jiao' of my sect, she didn't put me at ease in the slightest." Song Ming laughed bitterly.    

He had tried his best to please her and even said that he would ask for an explanation. Who knew that this girl would ignore him?    

"Then I have to perform even more! Furthermore, that brat actually dares to take Junior Sister Ling's tofu. I will definitely beat him up! "    

Song Ming thought and led a few Male Cultivator s towards the Scripture Pavilion.    

On the way, he let out a cry from his Message-transfering Magic Artifact.    

Song Ming, there is a core disciple named Meng Yu who is around eighteen to nineteen years old. At this moment, he might be in the Scripture Pavilion, so you should go over and cripple his dantian. Because of this, Wang Cheng and Ma Tiao were crippled by the Third Elder of the Cultivation Level and expelled from the sect!    

Character after character appeared on the magic tool.    

"His name is Meng Yu? Eighteen or nineteen years old? Wang Cheng and Ma Tiao's Cultivation Level were crippled, and they were expelled from the sect? "    

Hearing this news, Song Ming was very surprised.    

"Today we will take care of two people. One is the White-clothed Youth, carrying a longsword on his back, and the other is a eighteen or nineteen year old Meng Yu!"    

He wrote it down!    

In the Scripture Pavilion.    

Meng Yu suddenly saw seven or eight disciples flying towards the bookshelves.    

He knew that these five or six disciples had already found the cultivation method he was looking for, and were now going to retrieve it.    

However, after a while, he was dumbfounded.    

Because, among the eight disciples, six of them flew into the air and were hit by something that made them fall down with a loud bang!