Bang –

Fu Le's body burned with Fuxi's breath, and he knocked the young man opposite the ring with one punch, and then he sat down on the ground, gasping for air.

For the past few days, Fu Le has come to the Yinhu Divine Pavilion every day to fight, and the fight between the miscellaneous disciples mainly relies on the strength of the flesh, and in this regard, Fu Le's advantage is extremely great.

Relying on his physique, which is comparable to the blood of an elephant, and the mysterious Fuxi qi in his body, he is undefeated and has won all the way.

The boy who had just lost was the sixth challenger that Fu Le had defeated today.

With the defeat of the challenger, the surroundings became silent, and looking at the silent people below the ring, Fu Le suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The young man who had just lost was not a strong man, and there were not a few teenagers who were stronger than him defeated by Fu Le, and I didn't see these people show such expressions at those times.

"Whew-"

Ignoring the people in the ring, he walked to the side of the ring, picked up his shirt that had been thrown on the ground, and put it on.

Fu Le then stepped out of the ring and disappeared into the crowd.

......

After walking out of the Yinhu Pavilion, Fu Le pasted "seventy-two years old paper" on his face, and came to another sea-blue hall, where the stone pillars outside the hall were written with the words "Ugly Cow Pavilion".

Fu Le had already learned that the Ugly Bull Divine Pavilion was a place for his disciples to obtain weapons, and after learning yesterday's Huangliang spear technique, he wanted to choose a suitable spear to practice this spear technique.

As soon as Fu Le entered the Ugly Bull God Pavilion, a sense of killing came to his face, making his skin feel like he had been pricked by a needle, and there was a faint pain.

Fu Le looked around, it was quiet inside, there was a long corridor in the main hall, Fu Le walked into this long corridor, and saw all kinds of silver shining weapons displayed on both sides of the corridor.

It's just that these weapons are all long swords.

The Ugly Bull Divine Pavilion is divided into nine layers, the first layer at the bottom is still the place where the miscellaneous disciples are active, and the other floors up are the places where the official disciples and even the core disciples of the Xia clan obtain weapons.

Fu Le slowly walked out of this corridor, and he saw that the words "Sword Corridor" were written on it.

After walking out of the sword corridor, Fu Le was surprised to see that there were dozens of dense corridors behind him.

These corridors are intertwined, turning the entire Ugly Bull Pavilion into a labyrinth.

Fu Le paced slowly, sweeping the words on the corridors one by one.

axe

Yue,

hook

fork

......

All kinds of weapons are very complete.

Fu Le finally found the corridor where the "spear" was, and he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked in.

As soon as he walked into this corridor, Fu Le saw two rows of various spears on both sides of the corridor.

Perhaps due to the unpopularity of spear weapons, the number of spears here is less than that of the long swords in the sword gallery before.

Fu Le walked over to the various spears, which were placed on their respective stone stands, and under each spear was a bronze mirror.

Fu Le casually picked up a silver-white spear and rubbed it in his hand.

Buzz –

As Fu Le picked up the spear, he was surprised to find a square light mask appear beside him.

Fu Le couldn't leave, his movement was restricted, he was confined to a range of three meters around the spear.

Fu Le understood, he had already understood it before he came, and this was also the special design of the Ugly Bull Divine Pavilion.

If the disciples of the Xia clan want to take away the weapons in their hands, although they don't need to spend money or pass through layers of levels, the weapons here are not just for the disciples to take away.

If you want to take away the weapon in your hand, you must stand in front of this bronze mirror and practice a set of weapon exercises corresponding to the weapon you take.

If you want to take a long sword, you must practice a set of swordsmanship in this square light mask before you can take the long sword.

Moreover, this bronze mirror will judge the level of your swordsmanship, as well as your own sword training talent, and when the standards of both are met, you will be allowed to take the long sword.

The number of disciples of the Xia clan is so large, this is also a method of last resort, in order to maximize the utilization rate of the resources of the god clan and avoid the situation of violent destruction of heavenly things, the Xia clan is also painstaking.

Fu Le held the silver-white spear in his hand, and felt a little headache, because he was not familiar with the rules, after picking up this spear, he could no longer choose other spears.

However, fortunately, he only wanted to choose a decent spear to practice the Huangliang spear technique, and he didn't plan to choose a weapon that was too advanced.

What's more, the higher the level of the weapon taken, the higher the corresponding weapon skills and cultivation talents that need to be practiced.

Fu Le still didn't know what level of spear method the Huangliang spear method was, and if the weapon he chose was too high, he might not be able to take it away.

"Whew-"

Fu Le took a deep breath and injected the Fuxi Qi in his body into the silver spear in his hand, his body moved slightly, and he took on the starting pose of the Huangliang spear technique.

Buzz –

The moment Fuxi's qi was injected into the silver spear, the body of the silver spear shook violently, and there was a buzzing sound.

"The art of closing is really a ...... for transferring"

Fu Le's mouth recited the operation of the Huangliang spear method, and his clothes stirred and hunted.

The silver spear in his hand opened and closed widely, like a cloud of mist, which was not like a spear technique, but more like a halberd technique.

But Fu Le was indeed practicing the starting hand according to the Huangliang spear method, the silver spear opened and closed, but his movements were all plucking, slashing, and blocking......

He seems to have forgotten the fighting methods such as stabbing and piercing, which is the real use of spears.

......

The dazzling sunlight shone on the street, Jiang Ye hung his head, dragging his thin body forward, his hair was messy, covering his face, and the whole person looked listless.

Jiang Ye's thin body looked inconspicuous, he was taciturn, he was not good at talking to people, he didn't have a friend or acquaintance, and no one in the Xia clan would ever pay attention to him.

He walked forward with his head down, he was indifferent to everything around him, so he didn't notice that he passed by a large red hall, and on the stone pillar outside the temple gate, there were four big characters written "Yinhu Divine Pavilion".

There were several teenagers and girls who were talking and laughing outside the door of the Yinhu Divine Pavilion, and one of the teenagers noticed Jiang Ye walking over, and his face changed slightly.

The boys and girls hid behind the stone pillar, secretly observing him, and the surrounding voices suddenly resounded with a lot of discussions.

"Look, it's Jiang Ye!"

......

"He is the Jiang Ye who just broke Senior Brother Xia Qi's winning streak?"

......

"Why is he here again?"

......

Jiang Ye frowned, he couldn't hear what those miscellaneous disciples were saying, but he could feel the various eyes cast on him, these eyes looked at him, as if they wanted to see through him.

This was not the first time this had happened, and the first two days before he had walked down the road, he had occasionally been looked at with such strange glances.

But the young man's expression was ordinary, and the depths of his eyes were as unwavering as an ancient well.

Jiang Ye ignored these people who were talking about him, he lowered his head and continued to walk forward, and finally slowly disappeared into the distance.

......

Buzz –

Fu Le stood in the square light mask, the silver spear in his hand dancing rapidly, assuming various postures, like a silver dragon unstoppable.

He closed his eyes and recalled the movements of the spear-bearers on the mural, imitating them one by one.

The spear in his hand finally stopped opening and closing, and had a little more mysterious feeling, and Fu Le fell into a strange state, as if he was one with the spear bearer on the mural.

stab

dial

obstruct

stab

chop

......

The silver spear in Fu Le's hand was ever-changing, and more Fuxi Qi in his body gushed out along the meridians, frantically injecting into the spear body.

The silver spear body vibrated violently, and the spear was dyed a strange dark red by the frantically infused Fuxi Qi.

Fu Le's feet stepped on a strange step, he had already felt it before, although this yellow sorghum spear method was a spear method, but it also had an element of body method in it.

His figure became illusory, and his speed became very fast, but because the space of this square light mask was too narrow, Fu Le's figure was somewhat limited.

Fu Le's image is reflected in the bronze mirror on the wall, which shimmers with a shimmer of light, recording Fu Le's every movement.

Sweat oozed from Fu Le's forehead, and he danced the silver spear in his hand, like a dragon, his state became more and more engaged, and his movements became more and more skillful and smooth.

Buzz –

Suddenly, a burst of dazzling purple light erupted on the mirror, instantly illuminating the entire corridor.

"Damn—"

The bronze mirror shone brightly, and Fu Le was forced to stop his movements and hurriedly covered his eyes.

Whew-

After a while, the light of the mirror slowly dimmed, and Fu Le cautiously opened his eyes and looked at the bronze mirror vigilantly.

Click-

Several cracks suddenly appeared on the square light mask where he was trapped, and then the cracks spread like a spider's web.

Click-

After about six breaths, the square light shield shattered violently and disappeared into the sky as a bits of starlight.

Fu Le scratched his head a little dazedly, and muttered to himself, "Have you passed the test?"

Buzz –

The bronze mirror shook, and the surface of the mirror rippled, like a river that had been thrown into a stone.

In the end, Fu Le was surprised to see that after slowly stopping the fluctuations, two large purple characters appeared on the mirror.

Purple level!

Fu Le shook his head, not understanding what the word "purple" suddenly appeared on the mirror.

He shrugged his shoulders and didn't pay much attention to the word on the mirror, but raised the silver spear in his hand and gently rubbed it while looking at it in surprise.

Fu Le knew it belonged to him now.

......

In the brightly lit attic, Xia Yuan sat behind a sandalwood table, flipping through the ancient books in his hands.

On the table, green sandalwood was inserted in the incense burner, slowly burning, and the green smoke fluttered upward, gathering together like green clouds, and slowly disappearing.

This green sandalwood has a calming effect, which can make people clear irritability, calm anger, and make people's emotions calm.

But at this moment, Xia Yuan's brows were tightly locked, and his thin fingers pointed at the sandalwood tabletop, but he didn't look very good.

Wow –

Xia Yuan looked at the ancient book in his hand intently, and after reading this page, he turned another page, and in the quiet room, there was only the sound of him turning the pages.

Xia Yuan looked at the ancient words on the page, and the appearance of a young man appeared in his mind, and his ears were buzzing, and the young man's voice slowly sounded again:

"Chiyou is just an ancient character......

......

"This kind of writing is clearly written as 'inducing qi into the heart', not 'inducing qi into the heavenly yang' as you translate it......"

......

"What you think you understand is wrong. ”

......

"It's a pity you've forgotten ......"

......

"I still don't want your book......"

......

Xia Yuan shook his head, slowly closed the ancient book in his hand, closed his eyes, sat on the wooden chair, and fell into a long contemplation.

Xia Yuan felt a little puzzled, I don't know why recently, the conversation with the young man a few days ago always appeared in his mind, and he kept pestering him, making him always feel a little uncomfortable.

That day in the Afternoon Horse God Pavilion, after the young man left, Xia Yuan suddenly became interested in him, but he didn't leave his name.

It's just that with Xia Yuan's status, it didn't take much effort, just casually asked, and easily got the young man's name and other information.

Jiang Ye, an ordinary miscellaneous disciple, has a submissive personality, is timid and fearful, usually taciturn, has no friends, behaves ordinarily, and has extremely poor qualifications......

Xia Yuan recalled the information of the young man named Jiang Ye, he slowly opened his eyes, remembering the appearance of the young man when he was arguing with him, he couldn't help but chuckle:

"Timid, I don't see that he's cowardly......"

Then, Xia Yuan raised his right hand, his gaze slightly condensed.

Whew-

A cloud of black True Yuan poured out, and an invisible force swept through the room, making everything in the room a little illusory.

Xia Yuan stared at the black Zhenyuan in his hand with his eyes like a torch, and said to himself: "Induce qi into the heart......?

After a few breaths, the black true yuan in his hand quietly dissipated.

Then, Xia Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly and continued: "It seems that I am indeed old, and I also believe the words of the yellow-haired child......

Xia Yuan pulled his thoughts back, but the picture in his mind still flashed, and the buzzing in his ears became stronger and stronger.

Xia Yuan's expression became more and more irritable, he hesitated for a moment, activated the True Yuan in his body, he thought about it, and pulled out a trace of True Yuan from his vast sea of True Yuan.

Xia Yuan looked at his body, staring at this trace of true yuan, and his heart rarely revealed a trace of nervousness.

He controlled this trace of true element, slowly approaching his heart.

"Whew-"

Xia Yuan clenched his dry fist, and this trace of true yuan was about to enter his heart.

He suddenly hesitated again, and then, Xia Yuan set layers of imprisonment for this trace of true yuan, and after setting the confinement, he was still not at ease, and extracted most of the power from it, leaving only an extremely insignificant bit of true yuan.

Snort –

This extremely insignificant trace of true yuan slowly burrowed into Xia Yuan's heart.

Boom –

Xia Yuan's Sea of True Yuan rolled, and he felt a strange power coming out of his heart, reaching his limbs.

The trace of true essence that entered the heart slowly came out again, but it had changed dramatically.

The appearance of this black true element became even smaller, but it was also more aggressive, exuding a wave that was stronger than before.

Xia Yuan looked at this trace of true yuan, his eyes showed disbelief, compared to before, it was already a cloud mud.

"This—This is ......"

Xia Yuan muttered to himself in shock, feeling the fierce aura on this trace of Zhenyuan.

Torrent –

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, which pulled Xia Yuan's thoughts back, and after Xia Yuan heard the knock on the door, his expression suddenly calmed down quickly.

After a few seconds of muttering, Xia Yuan still rolled over his sleeves and retracted that trace of true yuan into his meridians.

"Come in. ”

Xia Yuan's face was calm, and he said in a deep voice.

Squeak –

The door opened, and a young disciple dressed in black walked in with a respectful expression, bowing slightly, he hung his head and said, "Elder—"

Xia Yuan frowned, and said with some displeasure: "What's wrong?"

The young disciple hesitated for a moment, looked up at Xia Yuan's eyes, and said word by word: "In the long corridor of the Ugly Cow Divine Pavilion just now, there was a disciple who took an ordinary spear. ”

Xia Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold tone: "Report this kind of thing to me too?"

The young disciple's body trembled for a moment, and he said with a sigh: "But...... His judging level was the purple sect level, surpassing the black king level of Senior Brother Xia Qi. ”

Boom –

Xia Yuan's body erupted with a monstrous momentum, and his voice came like rolling thunder.

"What's the name of this disciple?"

......