Countless thoughts are squeezing the sea. The tide of the sea rises and rises, one wave after another.


    Luo Chuan never had such a feeling. He absorbed 159 Scripture scripts in one day, which contained infinite and mysterious knowledge of the Tao, and accumulated and precipitated in his mind. As he finally understood the true meaning of time, the harvest of this day and night seemed to be ignited and sublimated again. He was ready to vent.


    "It''s time to go back."


    Luo Chuan put down the true meaning of time, calmed down the surging emotion, and turned to the stairs.


    Bang!


    Luo Chuan was bounced back.


    In front of the stairs, there seemed to be an invisible wall blocking Luo Chuan''s way.


    "Why, do you need to be assessed downstairs?" Luo Chuan said to himself.


    As soon as his voice fell, an old voice sounded.


    "For a Tianmen practitioner, any assessment has no substantive significance. What''s more, the answer is around you."


    "How do you address me?" Luo Chuan asked generously.


    "My surname is sun. I''m responsible for guarding the Sutra building. Just shout elder sun." the voice continued to remember.


    Luo Chuan heard that the messenger was the old white haired Taoist at the front door of the building.


    Luo Chuan was prepared for being seen through the identity of Tianmen friar.


    Guangtian Pusheng is a super Taoist temple with the most powerful ancestors. If he can''t even find out that he is a Tianmen friar, what''s wrong?


    In the old days, Luo Chuan kept his identity as a friar of Tianmen.


    But at one time and another, Guangtian Pusheng attracts thousands of talents. He only wants to kill demons and demons. The more talents in the hospital, the better. Luo Chuan''s exposure of his identity in Guangtian Pusheng will only increase his chips. Not only will it be fine, but it will attract the high-level of the Taoist school. This is also the reason why Luo Chuan has been confident for two months.


    And Luo Chuan also believes that the high level of Guangtian Pusheng has to hide his identity, which will also keep his identity as a friar of Tianmen secret.


    After all, there are too many secrets of Luochuan. Among these secrets, there are only two secrets. Death can''t be known by Guangtian Pusheng. One is his relationship with Jiulong Jun, and the other is his identity as a border wasteland governor and boss Luo of the cannon fodder camp.


    "Why don''t you let me go?" Luo Chuan asked calmly.


    "Luo Chuan, although you passed the examination and went to the fourth floor, you know that your means are cheating. Our Sutra library always adheres to justice. Although you have made contributions to Guangtian universal saints and have privileges, some rules can not be broken." elder Sun said slowly: "You can go downstairs if you want, but you must leave the demon level obtained by passing the examination... A total of 3900."


    3900 demon level... Luo Chuan remembered at this time that after he passed the assessment of the third to fourth floors, he added a reward of 2700 demon level in the demon level ring, which is also three times that of the assessment of the second to third floors.


    At this time, the number of demon levels Luo Chuan had reached 32500. In just two months after he was admitted to the hospital, after deducting the extravagant spending, Luo Chuan''s demon level not only did not decrease, but also harvested 2500 demon levels. Even Luo Chuan never thought of it.


    Luo Chuan turned his eyes to the demon level ring and didn''t start immediately.


    Just one demon level will turn over the friars of the Qianlong academy, 3900 demon levels... This is definitely a number that makes any apprentice friar crazy.


    "Reluctant? Well, we have another plan for you to choose." elder sun''s voice sounded.


    "What plan?" Luo Chuan looked up and asked.


    "Write notes." elder sun smiled a little more in his voice, like an old fox who succeeded in calculation: "You have broken three examinations and 15 examination questions in a row, and there must be hundreds of scriptures involved. You can pick ten randomly and annotate them. The true spirit of the Sutra library will measure the value of the annotations you have written. As long as the value reaches 3900 demon level, you can go downstairs. Naturally, the 3900 demon level belongs to you."


    "OK." Luo Chuan said without thinking. He also noticed that the Sutra building seemed to be a magic weapon of extremely high grade, with real spirit inside.


    A pile of Thick Blank scriptures and ink appeared in front of Luo Chuan.


    Luo Chuan wrote and wrote. With the surging of ideas in his mind, lines of words fell into his pen, which is his understanding and perception of the Scriptures he read.


    He had the impulse to express himself, but now he was given such an opportunity to write the notes of a scripture in less than a column of incense.


    Half an hour later, the annotation of the ten Scriptures was completed.


    "All right."


    Luo Chuan dried the ink paper and shook it.


    A white light flashed over the ink paper in Luo Chuan''s hand.


    Shua!


    The ink paper fell apart.


    Luo Chuan was stunned, and a sigh of elder sun sounded in his ear: "unqualified. The value of these annotations is far less than 3900 demon level. Luo Chuan, rewrite it."


    Looking at the falling scraps of paper, Luo Chuan flashed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He copied the ink scroll again and selected ten scriptures to write notes.


    Half an hour later, Luo Chuan finally finished. For these ten annotations, Luo Chuan himself was quite satisfied. However, as soon as he picked up the ink paper, the white light flashed and the ink paper fell apart.


    "Unqualified, rewrite it."


    Luo Chuan''s arm trembled, looked down at the corridor, took a deep breath, calmed his mood, re selected ten scriptures and continued to write.


    "Unqualified, rewrite!"


    "Unqualified, rewrite!"


    "Unqualified..."


    On the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, in a secret room full of scholarly fragrance, under the dim candlelight, nine old men with white hair sat around, either smiling, beaming, or squinting and stroking their whiskers, just like nine old foxes who succeeded in their plot.


    On the table in front of them, there are piles of brand-new ink paper scriptures, all of which are the annotations just completed by Luo Chuan.


    The nine elders passed it on to each other, nodding and praising.


    "Tut tut Tut, you are worthy of being a friar of Tianmen. Look at the annotation. It''s natural and coincides with the truth. It''s not like a young man''s book!"


    "Friar Tianmen can lead heaven and earth to the Tao. Luochuan boy reads hundreds of scriptures a day and shares his feelings with the Tao of heaven! These annotations are precious! If he delays for another three or five days, he may not be able to write them when his Qi calms down."


    "Wonderful! Wonderful! Look at this article! Look at this paragraph! Look at this sentence! It''s wonderful! Sure enough, the deeper he understands later, the better he can write... Lao sun, don''t let him go. How much can he squeeze tonight! It''s best to squeeze him dry, Hei Hei!"


    "Of course... Eh, there''s a new annotation." elder sun''s eyes lit up and grabbed it in the air. Lines of ink were introduced into the blank scriptures on the table by him, and turned into ten full scriptures in the twinkling of an eye.


    The other eight elders quickly surrounded them with their naked eyes.


    "Lao sun, go on!"


    "Oh, yes!" elder sun coughed and waved his hand in the air. His face was solemn and earnest. He hated iron and didn''t become steel. He sighed again and again: "Luo Chuan, why are you still unqualified? What are you thinking? Rewrite!"


    On the fourth floor, the ink paper in Luo Chuan''s hand was split.


    Elder sun lowered his head, changed his face in a twinkling of an eye, and beamed: "come on! Show me first!"


    "Hum, why!"


    "With my master''s great Dharma, I suppressed the true spirit of the Sutra building for you! I cheated Luo Chuan again! Otherwise, how can I play this game tonight?"


    "Stop pretending, the true spirit of the Sutra library has been silent for many years! Don''t you just put on airs as a little Dharma Master! Bah! When the old Taoist is free, I''ll go to the whole little Dharma Master."


    In the secret room, the old Taoists rowed together and competed for the newly baked notes.


    If a disciple sees the scene in front of him, he will go crazy. Which of the elders in the Sutra building has not read ten thousand volumes, learned from all over the world, and has the cultivation strength no less than that of a small Dharma Master. On weekdays, he is even more calm and solemn. In the eyes of the disciples of the Taoist academy, he is a model of high morality and high prestige!


    Only Luo Chuan was not. At this time, he had faintly noticed a trace of something wrong.


    "What trick is elder sun playing?"


    Luo Chuan wanted to release the Tianmen Dharma idea and go to the first floor to have a look, but with the notes of hundreds of scriptures written continuously, his Tianmen Dharma idea also changed, just like a pillar hanging from the sky, gathered into a strand and explored to the sky.


    After half the night, it is not far from dawn.


    Luo Chuan has also written all the annotations of the Scriptures he has read, 159, many of them. Every annotation is his experience. Even some thoughts he didn''t think of when reading books were sorted out by him and explained and described in his own way.


    At this point, the mystery of the 159 Scriptures was finally melted through by him and became Luo Chuan''s own Taoist knowledge.


    However, Luo Chuan felt that he seemed far from venting, and his heart was still ready to move.


    "It''s almost dawn and it''s getting late..." Luo Chuan looked out of the window and murmured. The next moment he was stunned and flashed the true meaning of time in his mind.


    "Time... Yes, I''m still short of a note."


    As soon as Luochuan''s voice fell, there was another surge in the sea of Nian. Countless thoughts flew out, gathered at the Tianmen Dharma and probed into the sky.


    Just then, the night was fading and a new day was coming.


    Between heaven and earth, once again usher in the moment of alternation of day and night and conversion of yin and Yang.


    Buzz!


    Luo Chuan''s mind was shocked. At this moment, he only felt that there was a mysterious and mysterious truth that rushed into his reading sea along the Tianmen Dharma, which was integrated with his achievements in the Sutra building these two days.


    Luo Chuan suddenly raised his head. There was no human expression in his eyes. Strange characters flashed on his blank eyes.


    A copy of paper and pen, Luo Chuan face the East sky, pen and book.


    On the first page of the blank Scripture, the first word is such a big word "Shi", and the second word is a word "Jing".


    "Shi Jing..."


    In the secret room on the first floor, elder sun and others were stunned.


    As Luo Chuan wrote those two words, a breath of recovery swung down from the top of the Sutra building and enveloped the whole Sutra building.


    The nine elders in the secret room trembled and were shocked.


    "Luo Chuan, he... He''s writing a book! He De, He De, he de! What exactly does he want to write? The name of the two character Sutra alone awakens the true spirit of the Sutra building!"


    Elder sun clenched his fists and shouted hysterically. As far as his eyes could see, Luo Chuan was driven up by his scriptures and words, and in the twinkling of an eye he had reached the fifth floor.


    In Luochuan''s demon level ring, there are 8100 more demon level rewards.