"Although he has been in the sect for ten years, it seems that this son is very wild, and it is also because Senior Sister Liu neglected to teach, so bring it back to be a good student to supervise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Seeing that there was a dispute over the first seat of the sect, because of the ancient technique, the crane-haired boy-faced man in the first place couldn't help but sink his face.

"Not yet."

The book-scented woman glared at Zheng Fan, but actually motioned for him to take the silk qi scroll and quickly accept it when he saw it.

Zheng Fan picked up the silk qi scroll from the ground, inserted it into his back belt, and bowed down to exit the main hall.

"I remember that ten years ago, this Zheng Fan was able to become an official disciple because of Senior Sister Liu's intercession, and this time the competition actually injured Miao Xi and Wang Zhen, which is really ......" An old man on the Taishi chair couldn't open his eyes, and after Zheng Fan left, he couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

"That little guy is really interesting, ten years ago, in the Fang Market, he took out a firearm and almost injured Jiang Fayuan!" The cloth-robed old man of Prison Break Peak threw a bullet and smiled.

"Did you get a scroll of ancient magic?"

The crane-haired boy-faced man at the top asked Feng Anhua in a deep voice.

"When I arrived, everything was already over, and I had to ask the other disciples who invited the classics and Senior Brother Qiu Ku for the specific situation, but Zheng Fan should have only invited one classic." Feng Anhua also regretted it slightly at this time, and hung Zheng Fan in front of the heads of the peaks.

"If that kid can be cultivated well, he can't be said to be a real talent, I believe that ten years ago in this hall, everyone didn't pay attention to the poisoned child, but now he looks like it!" Qianjifeng's smiling tiger fat man seems to have said fair things, but in fact, it has a deep meaning.

Unlike Zheng Fan, who was secretly surprised by the first of the peaks in the Chaotian Palace, and thoughtful, Zheng Fan, who was led out of the main hall by the book-scented woman, was slightly obscene with a thief's eyes.

"Do you think you've been in the business for more than ten years? In front of the head and the heads of the peaks, I don't know how to restrain a little, just like the senior brother of the head said, it seems that I have neglected to teach you over the years. The woman with the scent of books burst out of the red silk, rolled it up, and Zheng Fan returned to Cuiling Peak.

"Master, I can't help it, if I give up this ancient technique, I will really get nothing this time." Zheng Fan observed the mood of the book-scented woman and muttered.

"Also, don't deliberately reveal a thief's style, even if you don't show your true temperament, think that the heads of the peaks and the heads of the peaks can't see anything?" The book-scented woman couldn't help but scolds Zheng Fan.

Sensing the Qiu Bitterness in the Hidden Scripture Valley, and Feng Anhua, who was at Chaotian Peak, was very concerned about himself, Zheng Fan just grinned.

"Buzz~~~"

When she was about to return to the top of Cuiling Peak, the woman's figure with Zheng Fan's bookish fragrance was shocked, and there was a faint death aura emanating from her body.

Sensing that Liu Yueqin was a little difficult to pull herself to fly, although Zheng Fan didn't say anything, his expression was a lot more solemn.

"Follow me back to the Cuiling Temple."

With the fragrance of the book, the woman's right palm held her lower abdomen, and a rich water spiritual power emerged, which soon activated the circular seal where the lower abdomen was located, forcibly restraining the faintly restless dead qi.

"Whew~~~"

When Zheng Fan landed on the top of Cuiling Peak, he found that Lu Hai and the others had already been waiting here.

"Senior brother, did this trip go well?"

As soon as Lu Hai stepped forward to ask, he was frightened away by the cold face of the book-scented woman.

"What are you doing here, it's all gone."

The book-scented woman didn't even let go of the red silk's wrapping around Zheng Fan, and said to Lu Hai and the others.

Zheng Fan, who was directly pulled into the Cuiling Hall by the woman with the scent of books, could only smile bitterly.

"Is something wrong? Looking at the teacher's appearance, she doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Liu Chuanyou couldn't help but be a little worried about Zheng Fan, the junior brother.

"Xiaofan, what do you want?"

When she came to the main hall, the book-scented woman didn't mean to talk to Zheng Fan, and asked him directly in a deep voice.

"I want to try to go to the Tibetan Scripture Valley again and meet Uncle Qiu, with my current situation, he should be able to help me." Zheng Fan had no thief intent, and his expression was extremely calm.

"The Great Ceremony of Worship and the Six Sects are imminent, so don't go to the Tibetan Scripture Valley, if it's because of the cultivation of the exercises, I have already asked for the ultimate exercises of the sect for you with the senior brother in charge, and see what choice he makes." The words of the book-scented woman made Zheng Fan slightly surprised.

In Zheng Fan's opinion, he has no contribution to the sect, and Cui Lingfeng's vein is getting weaker and weaker, even if it is really as the scholar woman said, the extreme exercises of the Thousand Spirits Sect will not be his turn under normal circumstances.

"Do you know about the Blood Trial?"

When Zheng Fan was suspicious, the book-scented woman asked him.

"I've heard that the Blood Treasure Trial should be a sealed place in the Jizo Mountain Range, whenever the Six Sects end in the Thousand Spirits Sect, the Blood Treasure Trial will open, and the leaders of the younger generation of the Six Sects will enter the Land of Trials, the reason why it is called the Blood Treasure is because if you want to get a chance in the Land of Trials, there are often situations where the younger generation of disciples of the Six Sects fight each other, and it is not easy to come out alive." Zheng Fan wiped his eyelids, took out his pipe and lit it.

"What you said is just one aspect, in fact, in the blood storage trial, it is possible to contact the Jizo Palace, and there is really a place of death where there is no entry or exit, not only the previous Seventh Cao Shengchen, but even your master is buried in the Jizo Palace." The book-scented woman told Zheng Fan the truth.

"Shi Niang wants me to enter the Jizo Palace?"

Zheng Fan's expression was blank, and he didn't go around the bend with the fragrance of the book.

"Your own thoughts matter."

The book-scented woman seemed to want to know the true thoughts of the young man in front of her.

"If I let me choose, I don't want to enter the Jizo Palace, it is called the place of death, the strong are all gone and have no return, and it means a risk that is difficult to control and predict for me, with my current state, it is a wise move to accumulate strength by cultivating in the Thousand Spirits Sect for ten or twenty years, then what happens after that depends on the situation." Zheng Fan shook his head, not only did he not mean to win over, but he also had no curiosity.

"Then you will stay in the sect."

The woman's expression was extremely resolute, she was really thinking about Zheng Fan, a disciple.

"Master, what are the sect's ultimate exercises you are talking about?" Zheng Fan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Fighting the Heavenly Demon Skill, but this exercise, there are only fragments of the first layer in the sect, and the rest are in the Dizang Palace." The woman did not hide it.

"Magic? What does the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Skill have to do with entering the Jizo Palace? Zheng Fan realized that there might be a connection between the two.

"The Heavenly Demon Skill is an extremely strong body refining technique, and it is not necessarily related to the Dizang Palace, but the monks who want to enter the Dizang Palace cannot have obvious spiritual elements, and the spiritual martial arts body refining monks who have not produced the golden pill are the best." The book-scented woman took a deep breath.

"What would happen if a monk like Shi Niang entered the Jizo Palace?" Zheng Fan looked at the woman with the fragrance of the book and asked with a little meaning.

"If you don't disperse the spirit element, there is only one way to die." The woman looked tired and did not elaborate.

"Scatter your work?"

Zheng Fan was somewhat guessing, and muttered silently in his heart.

"You don't need to give me that ancient technique, put it away yourself, don't show it to the others in the lineage, Mu Huafeng's Hong Ling Shouzao is right, cultivating this ancient technique is a blessing or a curse, it is really difficult to determine, before that, I can give you a piece of advice, that is, if you don't have a backup preparation, don't easily try to cultivate it." Seeing Zheng Fan pull out the silk qi scroll from behind him, Liu Yueqin had no intention of taking it at all.

"What will I do in the future?"

Zheng Fan put the silk scroll into the bag, and his eyes brought people a sense of profundity.

"After Shuang'er leaves, the disciples of the first line of Cuiling Peak will be able to come out, and I will be glad enough, the sect Dabi and the Six Sects will participate if you want, if you don't want to attract too much attention, after the Six Sects will be able to return to the Nine Holes Waterfall to cultivate." The woman smiled softly, and her feelings for the disciples of Cui Lingfeng were like treating her own children.

"Shi Niang won't let me go to the Tibetan Scripture Valley for the time being, is it because I'm afraid that I will be considered for refining qigong?" Zheng Fan took a puff of his pipe, as if muttering to himself, and said the guess in his heart.

"There is indeed this part of the factors you want, but with my understanding of your qualifications, I think you should take a long-term view, although the cultivation method does not have to choose the best, but it must be suitable, in this way, you will go down to the peak tonight to go to the Tibetan Scripture Valley, and you can also give the head some pressure, first get the fragments of the Heavenly Demon Skill, as for whether you choose to choose this Demon Skill, you can slowly consider it." The woman thought about Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan nodded, before that, he had plans to go to the Hidden Scripture Valley again, so naturally he would not give up easily.

"Come back after getting the Gongfa classics, the Tibetan Scripture Valley is not an ideal place to cultivate, and the Tibetan Scripture Cave is actually a trapped spirit scripture, you don't easily enter it again, you have to ask Qiu for it directly." The fragrance of the book reminded the woman.

"Before, Uncle Qiu, let me come back and think about what I need, I just thought about it, I want a technique of cultivating the body method, and I haven't thought about the rest." The reason why Zheng Fan said to the book-scented woman was that he hoped that she could give some advice.

"Qiu Ku is right, instead of trying to comprehend the classics, it is better to try to understand yourself and clarify what you need, so that you can find it in a targeted manner, this time you get the ancient magic trick, although it is an extraordinary opportunity, but you don't expect that your real needs, the Thousand Spirits Sect can provide you with all of them." The woman spoke earnestly.

"Isn't it better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles?"

Zheng Fan only felt that the book-scented woman could give him good guidance whenever it was important.

"In fact, the growth of monks, the perception of heaven and earth is only one aspect, it is also very important to constantly understand oneself, just ask people who don't even know themselves, what qualifications do they have to become strong, step by step to the top." The book-scented woman waved her hand lightly, signaling that Zheng Fan could exit the main hall.

"Since that's the case, I'm not in a hurry to go to the Hidden Scripture Valley, I'm going back to the Nine Holes Waterfall first." Zheng Fan bowed down and was about to retreat.

"You are not a monk yet, and the path of cultivation is far from being as simple as you imagined, and when you realize your needs, it will not be too late to go to the Hidden Scripture Valley." The woman was somewhat relieved.

(The first update will be delivered.) ）