Chapter 524: Embodying Strength

Although the lights in the Chaotian Hall were bright, the atmosphere was extremely heavy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"If I want to recover, there is almost no hope for Zheng Fan to enter the Dizang Palace, more for himself and the sect, and I also hope that the senior brother in charge can think about it and give him the Heavenly Secret." The crane-haired and child-faced man disagreed, and the book-scented woman couldn't help but be a little weak.

"Senior Sister's statement, it doesn't seem to be very accurate, it's not a Heavenly Trick, but a Heavenly Demon Skill, not to mention Senior Brother Yan Hui, what happened after entering the Dizang Palace, Senior Sister Liu also went a few years ago, even if she returned from a serious injury, she still refused to give up, and said that it was completely for the sake of the sect, it is estimated that no one will believe it, if it is for your disciple Zheng Fan of the Cuiling Peak, it is also a little unreasonable, because everyone knows that the Dizang Palace is a dead place with no entry or exit." Feng Anhua said with a sneer.

"If Senior Brother Boss and Senior Brother Anhua don't have any expectations for the Dizang Palace, then I won't have anything to say, and I hope you won't fight Zheng Fan's idea again." Liu Yueqin showed a little anger.

"Senior sister, don't be angry, whether to give the Heavenly Trick or not, Senior Brother, I just want to wait and see, if that Zheng Fan is really a material that can be made, let him try to cultivate the Heavenly Technique, it's not impossible." The crane-haired boy-faced man smiled and pulled the words back.

"I'm afraid that there is not much time left for the senior brother in charge to think about it, you don't think that Zheng Fan really can't cultivate the Spirit Yuan, right? Once his spirit body is completed, even if he does not have an innate spirit root, the spirit body will gradually give birth to its own spiritual power, and if he cultivates it, it is likely that there will be unexpected situations. The reminder of the book-scented woman made the blue-robed man Feng Anhua frown.

"In the case of not cultivating the spiritual element in advance, the extreme refining of the body, and then the formation of the trend of spiritual breath supplying the body, the dantian qi sea has become a source of water and a tree without roots, and it will be difficult to cultivate qi and gather spirit from now on, even if the spirit body can give birth to its own spiritual power, it is also a drop in the bucket for qi refining, this is like one end of the balance being pressed down by a heavy object, and the other end has been warped, even if it can breed spiritual power, it is not enough to change the situation, but it will continue to flow to the end of the heavy object." After thinking about it, Feng Anhua didn't seem to believe the words of the book-scented woman.

"That's not necessarily, now that Zheng Fan has gone to the Tibetan Scripture Cave, if he gets the exercises that focus on refining qi, he doesn't know how many detours he has to take, and he is uncertain about the details, in my opinion, if he plans to pass on his Heavenly Secret, he has to do it as soon as possible." The book-scented woman pushed hard.

"I have already said before, let's see what classics Zheng Fan can invite for Cui Lingfeng, and it's not too late to make plans." The crane-haired and child-faced man was obviously not in a hurry.

Just when the crane-haired boy-faced man and Liu Yueqin were in a stalemate, Zheng Fan, who was in the Tibetan Scripture Valley, did not know about the controversy in the Chaotian Palace.

Located in a valley not far from Chaotian Peak, nine young disciples had already arrived in front of a small stone house.

"Uncle Qiu, the disciples of the Nine Veins have already arrived." Yin Rong, who was dressed in a white suit, gently walked to the wooden table outside the small stone house and whispered to an old man who was dozing.

"Uncle Shi?"

Regarding the title of Chaotian Peak Yin Rong, Zheng Fan has already realized that the identity of the old man is not simple.

The old man at the wooden table, although he was dozing, his cloth robe was washed white, and even his hair was neatly trimmed.

"What are you doing so far away, come forward and show the scripture card."

The old man was sleepy-eyed, and he was a little impatient with the disciples of the Nine Veins Invitation.

Zheng Fan and the others stepped forward one after another, holding the scripture card for the old man to check.

"Whew~~"

Suddenly, the old man's cloudy gaze became fierce, and his momentum skyrocketed.

Under the old man's gaze, not only Zheng Fan's muscles vibrate, but even the spiritual power in Wang Zhen and the others began to be restless as if they were an instinctive reaction in the face of danger.

"This old man's gaze is not simple!"

Zheng Fan, who continued to retreat, did not lose control of his physical strength even when facing the crane-haired boy-faced man.

Unlike Zheng Fan, Wang Zhen and the others tried their best to withstand the old man's gaze and momentum, not retreating an inch, as if they wanted to be tested while showing their own strength.

"It seems that the girl of Dayan Peak doesn't just have spiritual eyes."

Zheng Fan was somewhat surprised to find that the girl who was standing with Wang Zhen and the others with her eyes closed closed her eyes had a ring of finely diffused spirit runes spreading out from her body.

The young man of Qianji Peak was even more direct, stomping on the ground under his feet, and the vines thick as a finger had already broken through the ground, growing and winding along his body from the bottom to the top, and soon turned into extremely tough vine armor.

Li Changlin, a disciple of Prison Breaking Peak, was covered in thunder and flowing from his body, which also isolated the old man's gaze and momentum oppression.

The sturdy body of Wang Zhen, a disciple of Juyan Peak, was gushing out of a crystal petrified luster, and it looked as if he had turned into a stone man.

"I didn't expect the water spirit root to be so strong!"

Su Qi, who discovered Muhua Peak, burst out with a black water flow in his right hand, turning into a black water dragon with teeth and claws, coiling and surging around his body, Zheng Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"It's a little interesting, this little girl of the innate treasure spirit root has actually achieved the treasure body, but it's a pity that our Thousand Spirit Sect doesn't have a mound, if she is in the Hao Sword Sect, she can become stronger!" The old man sitting at the wooden table looked at the skin of Miao Xi, a girl from Chaotian Peak, who was glowing with colorful glass treasures, and said with a faint smile.

Hearing the old man's statement, Yin Rong, who was also a disciple of Chaotian Peak, looked a little embarrassed.

"Buzz~~~"

After Geng Bin, a young disciple of Jinghong Peak, released a giant sword phantom from his body, the thick sword intent was even stronger than the old man's momentum.

The girl who was not very gregarious in Ning Yin Peak, her body exuded fierce frost, and even the ground where her feet stood began to freeze rapidly and spread outward.

"You don't want to go down to the cave together, give you three choices, you can fight to decide the order of entering the cave, or draw lots, and then you decide for yourself." The old man laughed, and his momentum suddenly subsided, and he seemed to like to see the lively appearance.

"It turns out that the competition has started from now on, no wonder you want to show your strength, but this old man is too casual, can he be serious." Among the crowd, Zheng Fan, the only one who retreated, couldn't help but secretly slander.

"Little guy, you're so obscene, is it okay if you're willing to be the last?" The old man's playful joke in front of the wooden table was obviously said to Zheng Fan, making his facial expression twitch slightly.

"He's a thief villain."

Regarding the old man's explicit statement, Miao Xi, a young disciple of Chaotian Peak, cast his gaze at Zheng Fan, with obvious contempt.

"This request is to represent the interests of the lineage, and I must be the first to enter the Tibetan Scripture Cave." Geng Bin, who released the giant sword phantom from his body, said something that was not negotiable.

"To put it quite righteously, if the classics are selected in the same place, whoever should go first will naturally have a certain priority." Although Zheng Fan sneered in his heart, he had no intention of arguing on the surface.

"After the previous person goes in, every other time of incense, you can enter again, and by this time tomorrow, the ceremony will end, and all of you must come out of the scripture cave." The old man's follow-up statement made Zheng Fan feel invisible pressure.

"There are twelve hours a day, if one stick of incense is an hour, about two hours, and after burning eight pillars of incense, there will be no time left." Zheng Fan secretly calculated in his heart, and he also knew very well that Wang Zhen and the others would not let him.

Different from Zheng Fan's hesitation, Geng Bin of Jinghong Peak was not polite, and walked directly to the center of the valley under the old man's gesture.

In fact, in order to resist the surging momentum of the old man before, the strength of the spiritual breath released by the disciples of the Prayer Dian was almost a judgment, in Zheng Fan's opinion, the reason why Geng Bin was so justified was also because his sword spirit breath was the strongest among the nine people, at least on the surface.

"Don't worry, the old man hasn't finished talking yet, there are a total of twelve layers in the scripture cave, each of you can only choose a classic in each layer, and after entering, you are not allowed to look at the classics, you can only rely on induction, once you touch it, then you have to choose." The old man took out a time dial and placed it on the wooden table, and even the shadow of the hour hand could be seen changing by the change of the direction of the sunlight.

Except for Zheng Fan, Geng Bin and the others seemed to know the rules of the Tibetan Scripture Cave, and they were not too surprised.

"If there are disciples of the lineage who choose the same Gongfa classics, then they must follow the rules of giving and giving, the strong have the right to choose to take the classics away, and the weak can only put down the classics, but in the Tibetan scripture cave, it is not allowed to fight." The old man smiled at the group of disciples.

"Uncle Qiu, when you asked for the ceremony last time, you were still relatively loose......" Yin Rong helped the disciples to ask for the ceremony before he finished speaking, and was glared back by the old man.

"How to set the rules, the old man has the final say, if you don't want to, you don't come." The old man looked extremely willful, and did not give face to the man in the white suit at all.

Seeing Geng Bin standing and turning back, Zheng Fan acted like a thief and moved towards the middle of the valley, as if he wanted to rush into the Tibetan scripture cave by surprise.

"What do you want to do?"

Regarding Zheng Fan's small movements, Geng Bin's eyes showed a playful smile, as if he was looking at a clown jumping off the beam.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to see this array."

Zheng Fan hurriedly shook his hand and pouted at his feet, indicating that he was not a threat.

"I think you may not understand very well, although fighting is not allowed in the Tibetan Scripture Cave, but even if you go in and choose the exercise book, you may not be able to take out the Tibetan Scripture Valley, as long as there is a person who challenges you, you have to put down a exercise, I am afraid that the exercises you can get have not been challenged by many people." Geng Bin's laughter, with a slight hint of encouragement to others, made Zheng Fan's face slightly show a sinister smile.

"As long as it comes to my hand, you want me to take it out, but it's not easy, and if you really have faith, you don't have to stare at other people's." Under the gaze of everyone, Zheng Fan took out his pipe and lit it, paying more attention to the array plate on the ground of the valley.

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