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Although Ye Lingyue has special skills in translating spiritual writing.

But this technique, she does not dare to easily publicize, after all, she cultivates the things of God, the whole **** world, only a few people know.

In desperation, it can only be used to keep secrets of the dead face.

In order to avoid attracting excessive attention, Ye Lingyue may go back and forth between the next five and six or seven layers in the next month or so.

In the meantime, the dead face ghost mother is the four major soldiers, the fastest in comprehending the military books.

She quickly memorized various military books on the fifth floor. In the past month or so, she has mastered nearly 50 military books.

The other big soldiers, the King of the Golden Arms, Wang Momo mastered 30 books, and he also went up to the sixth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion, but there is no accident, like the ghost face mother, the ancient Chinese obelisk can't do anything, can only return to the next The fifth floor comprehends the art of war.

As for the two soldiers of Yan Qing and Cangwu, they also met and touched more than ten books with the help of the dead face ghost and Ye Lingyue.

It was not until Ye Lingyue mastered nearly seventy or eighty books of military books that she decided to proceed to the eighth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion.

In fact, Ye Lingyue's real goal is not the eighth layer, the tactics placed in the ninth floor, she is really interested in the tenth floor of Wenqu Pavilion.

Earlier, Kim Lao had warned Ye Lingyue that the tenth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion could not easily set foot.

Curiosity kills the cat, Ye Lingyue is more and more curious about the tenth layer.

"this is?"

In the eighth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion, Ye Lingyue accidentally discovered an obelisk.

On the obelisk, the text is still very special, and the general Protoss does not recognize the above text.

This time, Ye Lingyue can completely understand this obelisk without using God.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War, I can't think of it, there are still handwritings of the mother and the mother."

Ye Lingyue smiled and smiled, and he couldn't help himself before the stone monument.

The military books in the Bingwangying are all collected from various periods and places, and they are the hands of famous talents of all ages.

Ye Lingyue's father, Beibei, was once a famous goddess of the gods.

Before he left the military camp, his wife, Yunxiao, once passed on his most famous military tactics of his time.

At night, when Beibei was marching with Xiao Lingyue, the night was read by Sun Tzu's Art of War.

That is also the first book of Xiao Lingyue's military enlightenment. She has a deep memory.

The father's night, Beibei, also relied on the strategy of that art of war, and he fought repeatedly in the realm of the gods, and built a great battle.

The recognition of the gods and the military is quite high. The grandson's art of war he used was recorded in the language of the Qilin.

It was also placed on the eighth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion.

Compared with any of the generals of the same era in the night, the height of this grandson's art of war is unbeatable.

"My father was afraid that he wouldn't have thought that Sun Tzu's Art of War would be placed here."

Ye Lingyue is squatting.

This grandson's art of war, she has long been familiar with the heart, it is no longer necessary to memorize.

After another half a month, Ye Lingyue has gone from the eighth layer of Wenqu Pavilion to the ninth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion.

The number of military books she has mastered has reached more than 90.

Ye Lingyue intends to find a few more tactics on the ninth floor of Wenqu Pavilion. By the way, I also check it out. What is the tenth layer of Wenqu Pavilion?

She has reached the ninth floor and picked up the stairs.

The number of art of war in the ninth-level Wenqu Pavilion is very rare.

Ye Lingyue flipped through a few books and found these so-called ninth-level tactics, but Err.

Compared with the Sun Tzu's art of war that was passed down from the time of Niang's pro-yun, I don't know how much it is, but because of the identity and age of the author, I was enshrined in the ninth floor.

Ye Lingyue looked at the glory and remembered a few books at random.

She walked to the end of the ninth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion, with a wall in front and no stairs leading to the tenth floor.

"It's not that there are ten layers in the Wenqu Pavilion. Where is the tenth floor?"

Ye Lingyue wondered.

When Kim was talking about it earlier, she had already had a long-sighted heart. I wanted to secretly sneak a peek into it. The tenth floor had any secrets that could not be confessed.

But now, when you see Wenqu Pavilion, there is no tenth layer.

Ye Lingyue walked around and finally his eyes fell on the wall.

The wall is white and white, just like the new whitewash.

Ye Lingyue touched his hand again, twirling the **** knuckles and gently rubbing it.

The echo is very heavy, showing that it must be a solid wall, and it does not look like an organ.

Ye Lingyue indulged for a moment, and God recognized it.

God's mind was infiltrated into the wall.

When the wall was invaded by God, there was a glimmer of light.

But when I saw the wall, I showed a line of writing.

"Is there a word on the wall?"

Ye Lingyue carefully examined the writing on the wall by the dim light in the Wenqu Pavilion.

"How can these words be incomplete?"

After watching a circle, Ye Lingyue found that there were about a hundred pieces of military text on the wall.

These military texts are all taken from different military books.

There are about a few dozen of them, which is exactly what Ye Lingyue has been in the eighty or ninety military books that he has recited for about two months.

The remaining six or seventy sentences, Ye Lingyue did not see it, and thought it should be part of other military books.

Even the words in the military books that Ye Lingyue recognized are incomplete.

Ye Lingyue thought about it and tried to fill those broken words with mental strength.

When Ye Lingyue took back the mind, the wall returned to the original again, and it still looked like a normal white wall.

"It seems that the remaining six or seventy sentences must be fully supplemented to unlock the secret of this wall."

Ye Lingyue stayed in the Wenqu Pavilion for two months, and he was already familiar with the evil taste of the designer of Wenqu Pavilion.

Even Ye Lingyue suspects that the other party is also a brilliant god.

Ye Lingyue is convinced that after this wall, there must be a way to the tenth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion.

Wenqu Pavilion has thousands of military books, and it searches for dozens of incomplete military texts. This workload can be large or small.

Fortunately, Ye Lingyue had the help of God, and she remembered the remaining broken sentences in the bottom of my heart.

In a flash, time passed another half a month.

Outside the Wenqu loft, the summery lush trees have been filled with green leaves for the golden leaves to drift.

Within the Wenqu Pavilion, the assessment of the four major soldiers and Ye Lingyue continued.

"Finally, I found the last sentence."

Ye Lingyue stood in a sidewalk of the eighth floor of the Wenqu Pavilion and wrote down the words on the obelisk.

It was already late at night, and the whole Wenqu Pavilion was dead.

Even the most industrious soldiers have already taken a break.

Ye Lingyue can't wait to get rid of the secret on the white wall.

She once again came to the end of the ninth floor of Wenqu Pavilion.