Li Fu nodded calmly, "Open the door."

"Yes, Master."

The young disciple stepped forward and opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

In an instant, the grand and simple atmosphere hit my face, and the air seemed to carry the flavor of time.

The Sutra Collection Pavilion in Zixiao Palace is larger in scale than that in Shangqing Palace, but the number of books collected seems to be almost the same.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, what you want to see is the method of cultivation."

Lin Yi nodded, "These cultivation methods seem to have been scattered. It is difficult to find a comprehensive and systematic book."

"Ha ha……"

Li Fu laughed heartily.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Haste makes waste."

"What do you mean, Master?"

Li Fu walked slowly and said seriously:

"I have read many classics on this subject, but based on my knowledge, I cannot be sure whether the contents have been changed. However, there must be a complete method of practice, but it is not suitable for people today."

"Not suitable?"

"You are people from a special department. Your pursuits are different from ours. Short-term quick success and long-term practice are naturally in conflict."

"But time waits for no one." Lin Yi said:

"We have to protect hundreds of millions of people around the world, and no one will give us that much time."

Li Fuxiao looked at Lin Yi:
Chapter completed!