Not much.

Zhou Xuan leisurely put his hands behind his back and slowly came to the martial arts arena.

At this moment, Jiang Peng was sitting on the ground, touching the big red envelope on his head with a bitter face.

Jiang Qianxue sat back to back with him, her expression as cold as ever.

It's just that compared to the past, there was obviously a bit of helplessness in her eyes.

Anyone can see it.

Neither of them was able to surrender the burning stick and make him confess the Lord!

"Master!"

Seeing Zhou Xuan's arrival, Jiang Peng and the others immediately got up and saluted.

And when I saw the big red envelope on Jiang Peng's head.

Zhou Xuan immediately guessed what was going on.

Thereupon.

Resisting the urge to laugh, Zhou Xuan said lightly:

"When the teacher was sweeping the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion just now, he picked up the secret book of the True Scripture of Internal Strength, which is not very bad, do you two want to learn it?"

As soon as these words came out.

Jiang Peng immediately forgot about the swelling and pain on the top of his head, and his eyes were blazing.

That spirit can be said to be extremely excited.

Because he understands it deeply.

The "not very bad" in Zhou Xuan's mouth is probably what a concept!

Jiang Qianxue is the same.

In an instant, her breathing became rapid, and her palms tended to sweat.

"Master, can you tell us first, what is the name of the internal strength scripture, and what grade is it?"

Jiang Peng asked expectantly.

"It's called Jiuyang Divine Skill, and it's just a quasi-prefecture-level internal power scripture. ”

Zhou Xuan replied indifferently, as if he was stating something as ordinary as eating and drinking.

"Quasi, quasi-prefecture level?"

At this moment, Jiang Peng was directly petrified, and he almost fainted on the spot.

For him, Zhou Xuan's answer just now was too shocking!

To know.

The "Ice Silkworm Gong" of the Killing Fist Sect is only at the yellow level.

But this is already the best internal strength in the area of the three towns!

I don't know how many 3-star sects covet it and are willing to pay any price to exchange it......

And what about the boss?

casually went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to pick it up, and actually picked up a quasi-prefecture-level internal strength scripture!

Quasi-prefecture-level internal power scriptures, what is this concept?

Even if it is a 6-star sect, it will be regarded as a town sect. If you are not a disciple of the lineage, you can't learn it at all!

Arguably.

Before coming to the Worry-Free Sect, Jiang Peng never dreamed that he would one day learn a quasi-prefecture-level internal strength scripture!

Not to mention the quasi-prefecture level.

is the Xuan-level internal strength scripture, and he doesn't dare to have the slightest extravagant hope. So.

At this moment, Jiang Peng's heart was irrepressibly ecstatic.

Fortunately, during this time, he was used to being by Zhou Xuan's side......

Otherwise.

He was afraid that he would pass out happily on the spot.

As for Jiang Qianxue.

Her eyes were also revealing indescribable shock.

With an extraordinary background, of course, she has cultivated a lot of internal strength scriptures.

But among those internal power scriptures, the one with the highest grade is just the middle grade of the Xuan level!

Compared with the quasi-prefecture level, I don't know how many levels are missing.

"The foundation of this sect is really terrifying!"

Jiang Qianxue sighed wildly in her heart:

"That's a quasi-prefecture-level internal strength scripture!"

"In the eyes of the boss, it's just not very bad?"

"What level does the Zhen Sect of this sect have to be earth-shattering?"

With Jiang Qianxue's insight.

Of course, she knew very well what a quasi-prefecture-level internal strength scripture meant.

To put it simply, it's -

Any quasi-earth-level internal strength scripture is enough to trigger a bloody battle among the 6-star sects.

Its value is almost comparable to the finest spiritual weapon!

And such a priceless exercise.

It turned out to be picked up on the ground when the head of the house was cleaning the scripture pavilion.

Oh, my God!

The high-grade "Mighty Bull Demon Fist" is used to pad the table legs.

Quasi-prefecture-level internal strength scriptures, aren't they worthy of being placed on the bookshelf of this school?

"Master, I want to learn!"

Soon, Jiang Peng and the two said almost in unison.

"There has always been a tradition in this sect. ”

The corners of Zhou Xuan's mouth raised slightly:

That is, as a disciple, within one month of entry, you must write an essay of no less than 800 words in praise of the master. ”

This article must be written with sincerity and sincerity, reflecting absolute respect and love for the leader. ”

"Well, you two are going to start writing now...... If the writing is good, then the teacher will immediately pass on the Jiuyang Divine Skill to you!"

No doubt.

Asking the two disciples to write an article praising themselves is the test of transmission that Zhou Xuan came up with.

In his opinion, this test is still quite difficult.

Especially for Jiang Peng, who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it.

Usually even idioms are said with typos.

Writing an eight-hundred-word essay is estimated to drive him crazy!

As Zhou Xuan expected.

As soon as he finished saying the content of the test, Jiang Peng was directly dumbfounded.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his whole face began to distort.

"Master, can I not write?"

Jiang Peng asked with a bitter face.

"This is a tradition of this sect, and no one is exempt. ”

Zhou Xuan shook his head resolutely: "So...... You have to write, eight hundred words, not a word less!"

After speaking.

Zhou Xuan put his hands behind his back, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and left the martial arts arena.

Only Jiang Peng and the others were left, messy in the wind.

............

The next two days.

The infamous carefree faction is black and white, and no longer goes out to "scourge" the people of ten miles and eight towns.

Instead, he closed the door every day and painstakingly studied how to write an eight-hundred-word praise essay that would satisfy Zhou Xuan.

Jiang Qianxue is slightly better.

But what about Jiang Peng?

Lying in front of the desk almost all day long, scratching his head with both hands, his face was loveless.

He kept muttering:

"Who the hell killed a thousand knives and came up with such a torturous tradition?"

"People in this faction will not go to the top exam!"

"Just write, why do you have to write 800 words!"

It can well be imagined.

For Zhou Xuan's test, how devastated Jiang Peng was.

But.

Collapse to collapse.

Under Jiang Peng's racking of his brains.

In the end, he barely managed to complete an eight-hundred-word praise essay.

Warm sunlight.

Zhou Xuan crossed Erlang's legs and began to read the praise article that Jiang Peng had just finished with interest.

Only after a moment.

The smile on his face froze directly.

The reason is simple.

At the beginning of the article, it is written like this-

[Ah, heaven, earth, I, Jiang Peng, how can I meet and worship under the master's door......]

Zhou Xuan really doesn't know how to evaluate such an article.

However, Zhou Xuan also knew that this was already Jiang Peng's highest level!

Even.

Being able to write like this has already surprised Zhou Xuan!

"Ahem. ”

Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Zhou Xuan began to say with a clear conscience:

"It's okay to write, but don't be too proud, you have to keep up the good work!"

Almost at the same time as Zhou Xuan's words fell.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have successfully formulated the Gong Transmission Test, completed the [Normal] task, and obtained the low-grade antidote talisman. ”

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