This building is very large. Apart from a long table, the ground floor is completely empty. Behind the table, an old man sits, eyes closed, meditating. All disciples wishing to pass place their identity badges on the table. Under the shimmering glow, they respectfully proceed.
Imitating others, Yan Xiaobao placed his identity badge on the table. It took a moment to glow before he picked it up and followed the other disciples upstairs to the second floor.
This floor is filled with many shelves, containing jade or occasional bamboo scrolls. All of them glowed brightly, making the second floor of the Holy Scripture Hall an extraordinary place.
Seeing another staircase, Yan Xiaobao looked around then walked over. However, when he tried to step onto it, his foot bounced back.
A young man sat nearby, holding a bamboo scroll with straight eyebrows. Sensing what was happening, he looked up at Yan Xiaobao.
