Ye Zhiqiu sorted out his messy thoughts and deeply realized that his strength was far from enough. Although his golden Xuan Qi was already very strong, he had not cultivated any martial arts.

He knew that the time had come to cultivate martial arts. He asked Xiao Yu for it, but Xiao Yu's memory seemed to be missing, and he didn't record any martial arts.

In desperation, Ye Zhiqiu came to the Ye Family's Martial Arts Pavilion, the only elder of the Ye Family stayed there as always, Ye Zhiqiu had never stepped into the Martial Arts Pavilion since he was born.

So much so that the Pavilion Elder was very surprised, in his memory. The Ye family doesn't seem to have such a child.

The elder of the Pavilion stopped Ye Zhiqiu, "The Ye Family's Martial Arts Pavilion, non-Ye Family disciples are forbidden to enter. The solid voice shook Ye Zhiqiu's ears.

"I'm afraid this old monster is stronger than the Xuan Realm. Ye Zhiqiu said in his heart. Although Ye Zhiqiu was quite unhappy in his heart, he was not stupid enough to hit a stone with an egg.

"Grandpa, I'm the third child of the Ye family, take a closer look. ”

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward. The elder of the Shouge Pavilion looked at Ye Zhiqiu carefully, and there was a bit of a resemblance between his eyebrows and Ye Hong, the head of the Ye family.

The Elder Shouge was not confused, he knew that Ye Zhiqiu might be the third young man of the Ye family who made the Ye Mansion uproar, so he said sonorously:

"Let's go inside. ”

Ye Zhiqiu came to the Martial Arts Pavilion, which was divided into three floors. The first layer of ordinary martial arts (cross-one martial arts): suitable for practicing qi and spirit cultivation. The second layer spans two martial arts: suitable for the cultivation of spiritual powers. Layer 3: None.

The description of the third-layer martial arts pavilion made Ye Zhiqiu dumbfounded. The huge Ye family didn't even have the cross-three martial arts, and Ye Zhiqiu was very sorry.

"Don't be satisfied, you kid, how can the cross-three martial arts be so cheap, even among wealthy families and king-level forces", Xiao Yu said coldly:

"Cross-one martial arts, as the name suggests, the combat power of the cultivator owner across a realm against the enemy, the same is true for cross-two martial arts and cross-three martial arts. You kid may not have heard the 59th and 68th fronts. ”

"The so-called Five-Nine Front, martial arts across five, Xuan Qi across nine, and reach the peak of the ninth order Emperor can cross the Five-Nine Battle Line to achieve the strongest Venerable, followed by the Sixty-Eight Front, and the lower level Venerables are all achieved by the Supreme Treasure!

There is a saying in the Tianyan Continent that 'if you don't enter the Venerable Realm, you are ants', which is used as a metaphor for the strength of the Venerable Throne. Xiao Yu gushed theoretical knowledge into Ye Zhiqiu.

"But in today's late Yuan era, there are only a small number of Six-Eight Honors, and the Ninety-Five Honors are even rarer!

Nine is the extreme, and the Venerable of the 59th Front can even slap the Venerable of the 68th Front to death, boy, you still have a long way to go."

Ye Zhiqiu was very emotional, thinking that he only needed to cultivate his own Xuan Qi to the extreme to break into the Venerable Position and become a Venerable. And now the martial arts have become a big problem in front of them.

"That's it, let's take one step at a time. Ye Zhiqiu sighed in his heart.

Ye Zhiqiu walked to the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion, and suddenly an invisible barrier bounced Ye Zhiqiu away, Ye Zhiqiu was very depressed, and he didn't let himself enter this second layer.

"I'm afraid that this second-layer martial arts pavilion can only be read if you have to transform into a spiritual realm. Ye Zhiqiu thought about it, thinking about the golden Xuan Qi that was running his own.

"I don't know if I'll be able to fool around. Ye Zhiqiu said in his heart.

In this way, Ye Zhiqiu successfully entered the second layer of the Martial Arts Pavilion, if the Elder of the Pavilion knew that he had only practiced the sixth order of qi, he was afraid that his eyes would fall out in shock.

"Haha, I was a bug. Ye Zhiqiu was quite proud.

He paced back and forth, flipping through the different martial arts, frowning, as if there was no martial art book that satisfied him. Ye Zhiqiu squinted at the corner of the bookshelf, on the dusty bookshelf.

The three words of Ling Bozhang attracted Ye Zhiqiu's attention. On the cover of the book, a few vigorous and powerful characters made Ye Zhiqiu's eyes light up.

"Transform into a soul and enter the soul. ”

Ye Zhiqiu did not hesitate, and walked down the stairs with this martial art, preparing to go to the Elder of the Guardian Pavilion to register.

"Please show the borrowed books. ”

The Pavilion Elder said expressionlessly, and when he saw that the martial art Ye Zhiqiu borrowed was Ling Bo's palm, a trace of long-lost astonishment flashed in the eyes of the Pavilion Elder, and he added:

"Are you sure you've chosen?"

"Selected. Ye Zhiqiu said lightly.

"Since you insist on choosing, let it be you, let's talk about it first, this martial art is extremely difficult to cultivate, don't regret it when the time comes. ”

Ye Zhiqiu was a little surprised, this old man with elm lumps would be so verbose.

"Never regret it!" Ye Zhiqiu was very determined.

"If you can't even handle a small martial art, what qualifications do you have to embrace you. Ye Zhiqiu secretly warned himself in his heart.