Just as Zilan asked, Ling Xiao was slightly stunned.

Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Senior Sister Zilan, I don't have any secret methods. ”

"Huh?"

Zilan frowned, glared at Ling Xiao, and said angrily: "Ling Xiao, just put away your little caution for me! You deliberately entangled with Ning Tianshuang for so long, you want to steal her exercises, Chixiao Nine Spirit Claws, right?"

Ling Xiao smiled, not expecting that his little caution would be thoroughly touched by Senior Sister Zilan.

"Senior Sister Zilan, don't say it so ugly, all martial arts in the world have a unique side. And I think Ning Tianshuang's palm claw moves are a bit interesting, so give her enough time to let her perform to her heart's content, and observe and learn from it!"

"Huh!"

Zilan smiled, and the cherry mouth was gently pursed, which was extremely moving.

"Senior Brother Ling Xiao, this Chixiao Nine Spirit Claw is a mid-grade technique of the ground level, and with Ning Tianshuang's cultivation in the late stage of strength, the power it exerts is very amazing. ”

"It's just...!"

Zilan said, actually paused, and then sighed.

"Ning Tianshuang only performed it once, not only do you remember it, but you also use it easily, which makes me have to believe that in this world, there are really talented people. ”

In these words, it was obvious that Zilan was unintentionally boasting about Ling Xiao.

"Senior Sister Zilan, do you praise me like this? If you praise me again, my wings will be stiff. ”

Ling Xiao smiled as if he had stolen the Supreme Holy Treasure.

"Flim Flam!"

Zilan reprimanded angrily, and then asked, "Ling Xiao, what secret method did you use in the end?"

Ling Xiao frowned instantly, forming a black line.

This Senior Sister Zilan is really, she has to break the casserole and ask to the end.

Can't you even hide a little secret in your heart?

"Senior Sister Zilan, it's really inconvenient to say this!"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Seeing that Ling Xiao didn't want to tell her, Zilan couldn't get to the bottom of it, so she had to give up!

However, before leaving, he also specially told Ling Xiao not to provoke the Ning family sisters again.

Ling Xiao reluctantly agreed.

I'm afraid that if I don't provoke the two sisters, I'm afraid that they will come to the door again.

If then, what should I do...

Watching Zilan and Senior Sister Ziluo leave together, a wry smile appeared on Ling Xiao's face.

...

The entrance of the Sword Pavilion.

The two disciples who were guarding the Sword Pavilion stretched out their hands to stop Ling Xiao.

One of the Sword Sect disciples said coldly, "Show the nameplate!"

Ling Xiao frowned and was stunned, looking at the faces of the two Sword Sect disciples, how could they be a bit like cold-blooded and ruthless beasts.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao raised his hand and took out the nameplate and displayed it in front of the two Sword Sect disciples.

Looking at the silver nameplate, the two Sword Sect disciples were horrified.

This kind of silver nameplate is only available to the closed disciples under the seat of the five elders.

And the young man in front of him, what kind of person is it, he actually holds the nameplate of the elder's royal gift.

In an instant, the two disciples who were guarding the Sword Pavilion put down their hands in a daze and made a way.

Looking at the stiff expressions on the faces of the two Sword Pavilion disciples, Ling Xiao smiled helplessly.

Suddenly, he raised his steps and walked silently into the Sword Pavilion under his feet.

Inside the Sword Pavilion.

Ling Xiao swept his eyes and saw rows of two-zhang high bookshelves, each of which was divided into countless small grids, and there were books of martial arts exercises in the grids.

And in front of the bookshelf, there were countless Sword Sect disciples, who were concentrating on consulting the exercises.

In the center of the Sword Pavilion, there is a pitch-black wooden tablet carved with lines of words carved with gold powder.

This wooden tablet is the regulation of the Sword Pavilion.

"In the Sword Pavilion, you must not make loud noises, and those who make noise will be ... Do not maliciously cause trouble, and those who cause trouble are ... There shall be no armed fights, and the martial fighters shall chase!"

"Those who hold bronze nameplates can check the exercises on the first floor!"

"Those who hold silver famous brands, check the exercises on the second floor!"

"Those who hold the gold nameplate can check the exercises on the third floor!"

"Those who hold a diamond nameplate can check the exercises on the fourth floor!"

"On the fifth or sixth floor, special approval is required, and those who violate the order will not be forgiven!"

"Those who borrow martial arts exercises and hold bronze nameplates will be returned in half a month, and those who do not return them will be chased!"

"Those who hold silver nameplates, for a month, if they do not return them, they will be chased!"

“...”

Ling Xiao's brows furrowed into a black line, there are so many rules in this Sword Pavilion, if you don't pay attention to it, you may be expelled from the Sword Sect.

As for the strict rules of the Sword Pavilion, Ling Xiao felt that it was necessary to abide by them.

No rules, no circle!

This also shows that the sword sect has been established until now, and the rules are strict, so that it can survive for a long time.

Ling Xiao walked lightly into a bookshelf and raised his hand to pick up a book of exercises.

"Mingqiao Sword Technique!"

It's just that after Ling Xiao flipped through a few pages, he found that this sword recipe was actually a fragment.

No wonder it fell into the bookshelf on the first floor and placed it for the disciples of the Sword Pavilion bronze nameplate to consult.

Ling Xiao put it back casually, and after looking through a few more exercises, he shook his head with a wry smile.

The exercises placed in these bookshelves are either fragments or some low-level exercises.

And what he needs at this time is to cooperate with the Soul Devouring Divine Technique to escape.

Looking at some Sword Sect disciples looking engrossed, Ling Xiao suddenly raised his steps and walked towards the second floor.

As soon as Ling Xiao walked to the staircase on the second floor, he saw two more Sword Sect disciples guarding him.

Without saying a word, he immediately took out the silver nameplate.

The two nursing disciples glanced at Ling Xiao and did not speak.

Ling Xiao strode into the door, stunned for a moment.

It was found that there were many fewer Sword Sect disciples who consulted the exercises on the second floor, about a hundred or so.

Suddenly, his footsteps were silent, and he walked towards a row of bookshelves.

"Yagami Mystery!"

"Wind Flame Divine Book!"

"Burning Sky Thunder Technique!"

“...”

In the time of a stick of incense, Ling Xiao looked through more than a dozen exercises.

Although I feel that the exercises here are several times better than the exercises placed on the first floor, they can be called Xuan-level exercises.

As for conduct...

I don't know.

However, he has been familiar with the Ling family's knife technique since he was a child, and the Ling family's knife technique is an ancestral technique.

As a member of the Ling family, don't forget to remember your ancestors and learn other exercises.

What's more, when he left the village, he remembered his father's teachings and never dared to forget them.

Just when Ling Xiao was stunned, he suddenly frowned and squinted slightly.

Looking at the bottom of the bookshelf, a torn book with a yellow book serialized with needle and thread, and there was no name of the exercise on the paper.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao squatted down on his knees, looking at the dusty and tattered yellow book, and wondered.

"Why isn't there a name written in this exercise?"

"Why did you fall at the bottom?"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and suddenly opened his mouth and gently blew towards the writing, and a layer of thick dust rose in an instant.

"Woohoo!"

Seeing the dust rushing towards him, Ling Xiao hurriedly raised his hand and waved.

Waiting for the dust to fall, Ling Xiao reached out and picked up the tattered yellow book.

He holds a yellow book in his right hand, and flips a page slightly in his left hand.

"Thousands of miles to see, not to chase the soul... Silent, unpleasant!"

"Huh...!"

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, his face showed joy, and he was excited to open his mouth and shout.

However, when he looked around, he suddenly closed his mouth tightly, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

"Finally found it!"

Ling Xiao closed the yellow book and hugged it tightly in front of his chest.

He looked like he had picked up a treasure.