Chapter 1523: Ten Thousand Scrolls Ancient Building
"Wanjuanlou?"
Zhou Yiqiao was slightly stunned, then asked.
"Senior Mo Yun, I wonder what this Wanjuan Tower is?"
Mo Yun smiled, with a hint of pride in his tone.
"My friend, you may not know that this Wanjuan Tower is where my Lingyuan Pavilion stores its books."
"The Wanjuan Building not only contains various materials from the Wanxiang Secret Realm, but also many classics that are difficult to find in the outside world. It can be said to be a treasure land."
Hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao felt even more puzzled.
What the mysterious senior told him was that he had retrieved a treasure for him from the secret realm today. No matter how you look at it, this Wanjuan Tower doesn’t look like the secret realm that the other party was talking about, right?
"Looking at your expression, you still don't understand what the senior wants you to do, right?"
Mo Yun seemed to see Zhou Yiqiao's doubts, smiled slightly, and directly dispelled the doubts in Zhou Yiqiao's mind.
"My friend, there is no need to guess. The reason why the senior asked you to come this time is to let you go to the Wanjuan Tower to find a special treasure."
Zhou Yiqiao was slightly stunned, and then asked two questions in a row.
"Special treasure? Shouldn't Wanjuan Tower be under the complete control of Lingyuan Pavilion?"
Hearing this, Mo Yun smiled and shook his head.
"Wanjuanlou is indeed the place where my Lingyuan Pavilion stores books, but this place is not something we can fully control."
Zhou Yiqiao became more and more confused. He frowned and then asked.
"Senior, can you tell me what is so special about this Wanjuan Tower?"
Mo Yun explained with a smile.
"My friend, you may not know that this Wanjuan Tower is a fragment of space in the Wanxiang Secret Realm. It does have a huge storage space, but the most important thing is that it contains many opportunities."
"Since Lingyuan Pavilion took control of the Wanjuan Tower, we have arranged for the disciples in the pavilion to enter the Wanjuan Tower every year. On the one hand, it can strengthen their willpower, and on the other hand, it can also give them the opportunity to gain some opportunities."
When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, his heart moved.
Although he didn't know much about the Wanjuan Tower, he could guess its extraordinary features.
However, at this time, Mo Yun changed the subject.
"But the space inside the Wanjuan Building is too huge. Even after exploring it so far, we have only explored less than one ten-thousandth of it."
"Three thousand years ago, my master, the previous head of Lingyuan Pavilion, contacted you, and the two sides signed a contract. You helped Lingyuan Pavilion to confirm the specific scope of Wanjuan Tower, and Lingyuan Pavilion agreed to let you take a treasure from Wanjuan Tower."
After hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao had a new question.
"Senior Mo, wait a minute."
Mo Yun turned around when he heard that, looking confused.
"You mean to say that your master made a contract with the mysterious senior three thousand years ago, and the content of the contract was that I would enter the Wanjuan Tower three thousand years later and take out one of the treasures for him?"
Zhou Yiqiao asked with some disbelief.
Mo Yun nodded and then explained.
"Yes, that's right."
"Senior, are you kidding me? I have only been practicing for three thousand years. How did you, the mysterious senior, know for sure that I would be here three thousand years ago?"
Zhou Yiqiao asked with a frown.
Mo Yun finally realized the problem, frowned and pondered for a while, and then gave an explanation that he thought was reasonable.
"Perhaps the "younger generation" that the senior is referring to is not a specific person, but anyone who is recognized by the senior three thousand years later?"
When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, his heart moved.
Although he felt that this explanation was a bit far-fetched, there seemed to be no other reasonable explanation.
"Well, it's not a big deal."
He shook his head and then asked.
"Senior Mo, I wonder what treasure the mysterious senior wants me to find in the Wanjuan Tower?"
After hearing this, Mo Yun still looked clueless.
"When the senior and my master signed the contract, my master also asked a similar question. The senior said that when his juniors enter the Wanjuan Tower, they will know the answer."
Zhou Yiqiao felt a little helpless because of the mysterious senior's series of riddles, but since things had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and continue.
"Then I'll trouble you, Senior and Lingyuan Pavilion."
Mo Yun smiled and didn't say much. He took Zhou Yiqiao and galloped towards Lingyuan Pavilion.
The two moved at high speed for half a day, crossing forest glaciers, desert swamps, and finally saw groups of buildings in an area mixed with various landforms.
These buildings are built against the mountain, in an orderly manner, as if blending into the surrounding natural environment.
From afar, Lingyuan Pavilion looks like a paradise hidden deep in the secret realm of Vientiane, mysterious and solemn.
When Zhou Yiqiao approached Lingyuan Pavilion, he discovered that the architectural style here was simple and grand.
The attics, pavilions, and corridors are all based on bluestone, with mainly wooden structures, carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and brackets, fully displaying the ancient style and charm.
The attics are connected by winding corridors, like flexible ribbons, connecting the entire Lingyuan Pavilion into an organic whole.
The entrance to Lingyuan Pavilion is a tall archway with three ancient characters "Lingyuan Pavilion" engraved on it. The strokes are powerful and majestic.
On both sides of the archway, two huge stone lions majestically guard the entrance. Two pairs of eyeballs as big as copper bells keep moving along with Mo Yun and Zhou Yiqiao. At first glance, they are a pair of exquisitely crafted stone puppets.
Mo Yun took Zhou Yiqiao through the archway and into the inner courtyard of Lingyuan Pavilion.
The inner courtyard was shaded by green trees and blooming flowers. A clear stream meandered between the attics. The gurgling stream sounded like the sound of a plucked string, adding a touch of lively beauty to the quiet Lingyuan Pavilion.
From time to time, the sound of books turning and low recitation could be heard in the attic, which made people yearn for it.
As Mo Yun walked, he introduced the situation of Lingyuan Pavilion to Zhou Yiqiao.
"Since its founding, our Lingyuan Pavilion has taken it as its mission to collect classics from all over the world and pass on the wisdom of the ages."
"The disciples in this pavilion are all talented people in the Tianchen Realm. They practice diligently and study classics here in order to attain enlightenment and become immortals."
Zhou Yiqiao nodded frequently as he listened. After experiencing it all along, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Mo Yun's introduction.
"The academic atmosphere of Lingyuan Pavilion is so prosperous that it is even better than that of Zhongzhou Saint Sect's Tingfeng Academy, and even the Imperial College of Daxuantian. I really admire it."
Mo Yun smiled, looking quite pleased, and continued moving with Zhou Yiqiao, and soon they arrived at a spacious courtyard.
The courtyard is not large, and there is a three-story attic in the middle.
The appearance of the attic is very ordinary, even a little shabby.
The walls are made of blue-gray bricks and stones. The erosion of time has left them covered with moss and mottled marks. The wooden doors and windows have faded a little, making them look old and quaint.
The entire building does not have any gorgeous decorations, and even the eaves and brackets appear a bit rough, forming a sharp contrast with the other exquisite buildings in Lingyuan Pavilion.
"My friend, this is the Wanjuan Tower of my Lingyuan Pavilion."
Mo Yun pointed at the small building and said with a smile.
Zhou Yiqiao looked at the three-story building in front of him with a little surprise. It didn't even have a plaque hanging on it. He found it hard to believe that this was the Wanjuan Building with tens of thousands of books that Senior Mo Yun had described along the way.
Mo Yun saw what Zhou Yiqiao was thinking and taught him with a smile.
"A room doesn't need to be big to be elegant, and flowers don't need to be numerous to be fragrant. My friend, please don't underestimate Wanjuan Tower just because of its appearance."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yiqiao was enlightened and bowed immediately.
"Thank you for your teachings, senior. I have learned a lot."
Mo Yun didn't dare to say that he could teach the person chosen by the mysterious senior, so he quickly moved sideways to avoid Zhou Yiqiao's courtesy.
"It's just some old-fashioned teachings. You don't have to do this, my friend."
Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao didn't say much, just smiled.
"Senior, may I ask how I can enter the Wanjuan Tower?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Yun took out a jade token from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yiqiao.
"This is the jade token that my master made specifically for this contract after he and the senior signed it."
"With this jade token, after entering the Wanjuan Tower, you don't have to be like the trial disciples of the Wanlingyuan Pavilion, who don't know the specific scope of the Wanjuan Tower and can only explore it with your own strength."
Zhou Yiqiao took the jade plate and saw that it was crystal clear, as if it was carved from a piece of fine jade.
On the front of the jade plaque, there is a pattern that looks like a flying bird and some words, while on the back of the jade plaque, there is an ancient small seal character "Wan" engraved.
Zhou Yiqiao probed his spiritual sense into it and discovered that the jade token contained a miniature space teleportation formation.
After practicing for so many years, he was considered a worldly-wise man and immediately understood the function of this jade token.
"Thank you, Senior. I will enter the Wanjuan Tower now."
He finally thanked Mo Yun, and then under the latter's gaze, he probed his spiritual consciousness into the jade token and activated the formation within.
There was a flash of white light, and Zhou Yiqiao's figure disappeared from the spot.
Mo Yun looked at the empty courtyard, smiled slightly, and talked to himself.
"My friend, I hope you can gain something."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a phantom and dissipated between heaven and earth.
......
Zhou Yiqiao felt a flash before his eyes, and then he found himself in a completely new space.
This was not the vast library he had imagined, but a foggy valley.
The valley is surrounded by towering mountains, with clouds and mist lingering between the peaks, as if completely isolating this place from the outside world.
There is a soft green grass under my feet, dotted with some unknown wild flowers, exuding a faint fragrance.
Zhou Yiqiao looked up and saw a gray sky, as if it was covered by a thick layer of fog.
He found that his spiritual sense was greatly restricted here and could only detect a distance of less than ten feet around him.
"Is this the space inside the Wanjuan Tower? Or is this the special space opened up by the mysterious senior in the Wanjuan Tower?"
