Not far from Lin Mu, in an attic.

Lin Feilong and several other young children of the Lin family were standing here.

"You see, this waste is so arrogant, come out early in the morning to show off your might."

"Fourth brother, we must not bear it, he is deliberately showing us that he is mocking us for being incompetent."

"It's not us who are incompetent, it's Lin Zhaojun's useless thing, with six fourth-order and fifth-order martial artists, who actually let Lin Mu come back alive."

"Give me a stop." Lin Feilong's face was gloomy, "Lin Zhaojun is useless, but it makes sense for you to scold a dead man here?" ”

"Dead people? Fourth brother, what do you mean by this? ”

"Could it be that Lin Zhaojun is dead?"

When the others heard this, their expressions changed.

"Not bad."

Lin Feilong clenched the window fence with his palm, "I have a bit of a personal relationship with Zhou Qingfeng, and he told me yesterday that not only Lin Zhaojun, but everyone who attacked and killed Lin Mu this time is dead." ”

"How is this possible?" The others were incredulous, "Several of them have brought a map of the Demon Cultivation Cave, how can they still die?" ”

"Don't ask me, I'd love to know why." Lin Feilong gritted his teeth, "Anyway, from now on, we can't underestimate this miscellaneous piece anymore." ”

"Listening to the fourth brother say this, I also think this waste is very evil, looking at the direction he is going, it seems to be the Martial Arts Pavilion, what should we do?" Someone asked.

"We'll go too."

Lin Feilong's eyes were cold, "Once this miscellaneous person chooses the right martial art, his strength will become stronger, and we must kill all opportunities for him to become stronger." ”

Martial Arts Pavilion.

At the door of the attic, there was a middle-aged man standing, with a fat head and big ears, but his breath was not bad, he was a ninth-order martial artist.

The children of the Lin family, who came and went to borrow martial arts, were all respectful to this person, because this person was the manager of the Martial Arts Pavilion, Feng Yan.

At this time, on the wide road outside, a spirit horse flew over, and the horse was a young man in brocade, who turned over and dismounted with a graceful posture.

"Isn't this the Fourth Young Master?"

Feng Yan smiled, "I'm afraid you're not here to borrow martial arts, right?" The Pure Yang Palm Method you borrowed last time has been practiced for less than half a month. ”

"Steward Feng is really wise."

Lin Feilong said a word, and then took advantage of people's inattention, quietly stuffed a small bag into Steward Feng's hand, and said, "This time, I came to have some problems in cultivation, and I want to ask Steward Feng." ”

Feng Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and the surface was light, and he skillfully hid the bag in his sleeve.

As soon as he touched his hand, he immediately judged that there was a small half of a spirit stone in the bag, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

At the same time, there was a look of clarity in his eyes, and he said quietly: "The fourth young master is really diligent and studious, come with me, if you don't understand anything, you can ask." ”

Arrived at the side hall of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Feng Yan stood still, put his hands behind his back and said, "I don't know what the fourth young master wants me to help you with?" ”

"This time, I have to deal with a person, this person must be known to Steward Feng, his name is Lin Mu." Lin Feilong and Feng Yan have traded many times, and they know who they are, and they don't hide it in private.

"Lin Mu, this waste? Although it is not difficult to deal with him, but I am a martial arts pavilion manager, so it is not easy to make a move on him, no matter what he says, he is still a descendant. Feng Yan groaned.

"Of course I won't let Steward Feng make a move, with Steward Feng's strength, wouldn't it be overkill to do anything to this waste."

Lin Feilong is very good at welcoming people's mentality, and said to Steward Feng complacently, "Steward Feng may not know that this waste is now coming to the Martial Arts Pavilion." Hey, this martial arts pavilion, but Feng is in charge of your chassis, and when he arrives here, he can still escape from your palm? ”

"This waste, you actually want to practice martial arts?" Feng Yan seemed to hear something strange, and then waved his hand, "This kind of person is indeed not worth my shot, but since the fourth young master has spoken, how can I give face." Don't worry, I'll help you do it beautifully. ”

"Oh?"

Lin Feilong said curiously: "I don't know what kind of trick Manager Feng has?" ”

"Fourth Young Master, do you still remember, my Lin family's martial arts pavilion, there is a peerless treasure book?" Speaking of the word "peerless", Feng Yan deliberately dragged out his tone.

Lin Feilong's eyes lit up sharply: "What Steward Feng said, could it be the book "King Kong Fuhu Fist"?" ”

"Of course, this punch is said to have been handed down by the ancestors of the Lin family, but the damage is too serious, and the strong people of the Lin family have studied this punch in the past generations, and no one has practiced it so far." Feng Yan said in a good way.

"Okay, haha, this punch is the most suitable for Lin Mu, presumably he got this punch, and he will be grateful to Steward Feng for your kindness." Lin Feilong was very happy, but then he was worried, "It's just that Lin Mu, will he really choose "King Kong Tiger Fist"?" What if he chooses another martial art? ”

"Pick a martial arts? You'll have to have time to choose. Feng Yan smiled coldly.

Just when the two were conspiring, Lin Mu had already come to the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Feng Yan's strength was strong, and he was the first to sense: "Fourth Young Master, Lin Mu's waste has come." ”

Lin Feilong saw that this was the case, and he didn't have time to ask Feng Yan what to do, so he had to say, "Then please ask Feng to take care of things." ”

Although it was not the first time Lin Fei had come to the Martial Arts Pavilion, the last time was eight years ago, when he had just started cultivating martial arts, and he came here to borrow the "Piercing Step Boxing".

Nine years later, it is already very unfamiliar, and the placement of many bookshelves has changed.

He had no choice but to be patient and slowly search and flip through it.

Just as he was flipping through a martial art, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears walked over.

Lin Mu recognized that this was Feng Yan, the steward of the Martial Arts Pavilion, and he didn't care, after all, as a steward, it was normal for him to appear in the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yan stopped in front of him.

"Lin Mu, I haven't seen you for many years." Feng Yan seemed to say hello, but in fact, his words were full of sarcasm.

I haven't seen it for many years, this is tantamount to saying that Lin Mu is a waste material, and only if his cultivation speed is too slow, he will not be able to cultivate higher-level martial arts.

Lin Mu could naturally hear that Feng Yan clearly had bad intentions, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Manager Feng, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

"You haven't been here for so many years, so you must be unfamiliar with many of the rules of the Martial Arts Pavilion."

Feng Yan made a straight face, "But the family has rules, if you want to borrow martial arts, you must first be familiar with the rules of the martial arts pavilion. ”

The family has such a rule, but that's just for show, as long as you have a general understanding, who really goes to be familiar with it one by one.

This Feng Yan has no need to doubt that he is making things difficult for him.

However, Feng Yan's words were all reasonable, so that people couldn't find fault with them, so Lin Mu had to hold back his anger: "Steward Feng, please speak." ”

"Martial Arts Pavilion, there are five floors."

Feng Yan said without hurry: "The first layer is a low-grade martial art, with piercing boxing, bench palm, hundred flower boxing, cross-legged ......"

"The second layer is a medium-grade martial art, with six steps to scatter hands, silk winding hands, and iron head skills......"

"The third layer is the top-grade martial arts......"

"The fourth layer is the Yellow Rank Martial Arts ......"

Just introducing martial arts, Feng Yan talked for a long time.

Lin Mu also finally understood Feng Yan's intentions, obviously delaying time, and then Feng Yan's words further confirmed his thoughts: "You can understand these things, but the rules must be familiar." ”

As he spoke, he took out a book: "This is an overview of the rules of the Martial Arts Pavilion, you read it carefully, if you are familiar with it, you can come to me, I will go to another place to have a look." ”

"Feng Yan, I Lin Mu will divide your five horses into corpses."

Feng Yan must have ulterior motives for delaying time like this. But what Lin Mu couldn't bear even more was Feng Yan's attitude of teasing him, people who practice martial arts are not afraid of being hurt, but they must not be teased and humiliated.

As for this rule, he naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to really read it, unless he memorized this book, whether he had read it well or not, it was not up to Feng Yan to decide.

"Feng Yan, why are you delaying time?"

Calming down, Lin Mu began to think rationally, "I remember, in order to prevent someone from stealing martial arts, the family has limited the time that everyone can stay in the martial arts pavilion, and they can only stay for a maximum of three hours at a time, and they can only enter the martial arts pavilion once every half a month. ”

"Could it be that Feng Yan wants to delay for three hours and not let me choose a martial art?"

Thinking of this, Lin Mu's murderous intent became even more determined, preventing him from seeking martial arts, which was no less than a deep feud in the sea of blood for him.

"But Feng Yan, do you really think this can hinder me?"

Lin Mu sneered, he was really helpless before, but now, he has the eye of the sky, and he can see through directly, even through the bookshelf, he can also see the content of those books clearly.

The eye of the sky is absolutely open!

Suddenly, his gaze penetrated through many obstacles and easily fell on the words in those martial arts books.

"It's cool."

With a relieved heart, Lin Mu quickly "flipped" through the books.

Hey?

Slow, there seems to be something wrong?

After flipping through a few books, Lin Mu suddenly paused, and always felt a sense of weirdness.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't think of it, just shake your head and prepare to continue reading the next one.

The moment he looked away, his head stiffened.

"This ......"

The previous books actually appeared clearly in his field of vision, as if the void in front of him had a transparent light curtain.

What's even more bizarre is that as his mind moves, those books will automatically flip through, and the words inside will be clearly visible.

Suddenly, Lin Mu's heart was shocked: "My eyes can actually copy what I see?" ”

Originally, even if Feng Yan didn't delay time, he could only stay for three hours, and it was difficult to read half of the books on the first floor of this martial arts pavilion.

In this case, the chances of picking out the martial arts that suit you are too small.

Because of this, the martial arts practiced by many family members are not the most suitable martial arts for themselves.

Now Lin Mu doesn't have this problem, no matter what kind of martial arts he has, copy it first, and then talk about it, and then there will be time to choose it slowly.

"Quick, quick."

Lin Mu spent half an hour copying all the first-layer, sixty-two lower-grade martial arts.

Then, his gaze penetrated the pavilion, and it took another hour to copy the thirty-five medium-grade martial arts on the second floor.

He found that the higher the grade of the martial arts, the more difficult it was to copy.

Next is the third layer, the top-grade martial arts, Lin Mu continued to use the Heavenly Eye Absolute Perspective, and with a sweep, he knew that there were only sixteen top-grade martial arts in total.

After copying the martial arts of the third layer, nearly an hour and a half had passed, and he would soon be unable to continue to stay in the Martial Arts Pavilion.

Although Lin Mu still wanted to copy the fourth-layer Yellow Rank martial arts, he could only give up for now, first, because he didn't have enough time, and second, his spiritual power was almost overdrawn.

The use of the Heavenly Eye is not unlimited, and it consumes a lot of spiritual power.

"How? Are you familiar with the rules? At this moment, Feng Yan's playful voice sounded again.